Professor Lockhart's confidence naturally caused his fans to exclaim in unison.
Hearing his promise, Qin Feng shrugged helplessly.
Of course, in Qin Feng's heart, he was hoping that Lockhart would embarrass himself and be forced to flee by a group of Cornish elves just like in the movie. Only then would he be able to save everyone in an instant, and then... obtain a large amount of luck.
As Lockhart walked back to the podium, he opened the gate of the iron cage that held the Cornish elves. The impatient elves swarmed out like a tide.
Soon, the little sprites spread their wings and occupied the entire classroom, shuttling back and forth between the young wizards.
They chased after the panicked young Magi, tearing up all the books they could see, and even snatching their wands from their hands.
Professor Lockhart, who had no idea that the situation was getting out of control, was still leaning on the table and laughing at the defeated young wizard. He did not think that he could solve the current situation in one go.
Seeing that the army of elves was unstoppable, the young wizards led by Malfoy were obviously running away.
Without any resistance, he ran straight to the door of the classroom and slipped away without saying anything.
As for Neville, the unlucky child, he became one of the few who suffered. He was focused on the enemy by the elves and could only passively endure the elves 'malice.
As for Harry and Hermione, perhaps after the adventure at the end of the first year semester, they were one of the few young wizards who had the courage to fight among the second year students. They became the only ones who were brave enough to fight.
Of course, even though they were called the Resistance, there was a limit to what Harry and the others could do. They were facing the swarm of elves.
Harry and the others had completely forgotten their identity as wizards. They only knew how to hold their textbooks and wave them at the elves.
"Hermione, Harry... wands are much more useful as wizards than your fists!」
Qin Feng stood in the chaotic classroom as if he had entered a no-man's land. Wherever Qin Feng stood, not a single ignorant Cornish elf dared to pounce on him.
Even though Qin Feng didn't take the initiative to release his dragon's might, the aura enveloping him still made the little elves avoid him in time. They didn't dare to provoke him at all.
Professor Lockhart finally realized that things were getting serious as Neville was being dragged by two elves by his ears and slowly hung from the iron candlestick on the ceiling.
So he hurriedly took out his wand and pointed it at the flying elves in the air, chanting a spell loudly.
" Pecchipixie, Pestnomi..."
Lockhart's posture was very handsome, but Qin Feng shook his head repeatedly.
In a real battle, chanting spells loudly was useless in battle other than acting cool.
The vast majority of Magi would not be able to unleash the power of magic until they finished reciting the incantation. This was similar to the conditions for casting many Daoist spells.
In comparison, Qin Feng's lightning technique didn't require any incantations or hand gestures. This was his greatest advantage.
Unfortunately, Lockhart hadn't mastered the art of silent casting, and he was slow at incantation and clumsy at movement.
Before he could finish his incantation, the alert elf sensed his intentions and, without a word, dived down like a tiger and seized Lockhart's wand.
However, Lockhart's physical strength was still weak. In the fight with the elf, he actually failed to snatch the elf away. His wand was directly snatched away by the other party.
Losing his wand, and without mastering the art of wandless magic, Lockhart was completely out of ideas this time.
The spirits of the elves who had taken Lockhart's wand were even higher now, and they felt as if they had turned over a new leaf.
The wand-wielding elf flew to the ceiling and used Lockhart's wand to destroy the dragon bone's magical chain.
Thump!
The huge dragon bone fell to the ground and shattered into bones. The entire classroom instantly became even more chaotic.
Lockhart saw that the situation had completely gone out of control. He stumbled to the door and said to Qin Feng, who was still in the classroom.
"Professor Qin, I'll go and take care of the other students. As for the elves…I'll leave them to you and Harry!」
With that, Lockhart left without looking back. Whether or not he went to look after the other students was entirely up to him.
[There's no need to go through so much trouble…All of you, come down!]」
Dragon's Might, release!
The deterrence of a higher life form was more suitable than any magic.
The intimidating aura instantly made the Cornish elves in the air feel the memories that came from the depths of their blood.
When faced with a higher-level lifeform, low-level mystical creatures like them were not even qualified to be food for the other party.
Under the influence of the dragon's might, the little elves in the air were like dumplings that had been thrown into the air. They directly forgot how to fly and instantly fell to the ground. Some of them were even so timid that they fainted from fear.
" Professor, they are..."
Because Qin Feng controlled it very well, the dragon's might did not have any obvious effect on Harry and the others. Harry and the others looked at the quiet elves and asked in confusion.
Qin Feng picked up the iron cage from the lecture table and opened the cage door again.
"I've scared them for the time being... Take this opportunity to lock them all back in!」
After saying that, Qin Feng cast the Summoning Spell and threw all the little elves who had lost their will to resist back into the cage.
Almost at the same time that the classroom was cleaned up, Qin Feng's right index finger started to heat up again.
By the time it was fully charged, Qin Feng's Goldfinger had already been charged to 80%. It would probably only be half a month before it was fully charged.
Yawning, Qin Feng handed the cage to Harry and the others.
"Here... give it back to Professor Lockhart! I'm still a little sleepy. I'll go back and catch up on my sleep first!」
Qin Feng, who left the classroom, was not using catching up on sleep as an excuse. He was really a little tired.
Ever since he had obtained the Horcrux Crown from the Room of Requirement that night, he had spent the entire night studying it, trying to destroy it in various ways.
Just like the Horcrux, it was a magic tool that protected the soul fragments. Ordinary magic could not destroy it.
Only black magic with astonishing destructive power had the possibility of physically destroying a Horcrux, and such black magic could only be the Curse of Fierce Fire!
Unfortunately, this is one of the hit devil curses that Qin Feng is not good at. Even if Qin Feng forcefully uses it, it will only cause the Fierce Fire Curse to go out of control.
For this reason, Qin Feng tried for an entire night, trying to find a way that he could do it and destroy the soul tool in his hand.
After a night of research, Qin Feng could only think of three best methods.
The snake venom of the Basilisk and the sword of Gryffindor were the two ways to destroy Horcruxes in the original novel.
As for the third method, it was something that Qin Feng had developed himself--
Coincidentally, Qin Feng's cultivation of the lightning technique and the charging of the golden finger also required the existence of heavenly lightning.
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