Chapter 189: Lockhart: Danger! (Edited)

As Lockhart told his story, the other students became more and more fascinated.

They had to admit that Lockhart had a real talent for storytelling, and even though some of them had already read the book, they were still fascinated by the ups and downs of the story.

And in the heat of the moment, Lockhart would include other things from the story, making changes and interspersing other short stories, he had collected over seven over the years, he just hadn't written them down yet.

As a result of all this fascinating storytelling, Harry and the others were suddenly a little confused.

Maybe Lockhart wasn't a fraud?

After all, his stories were very good, and it all sounded almost perfect and was full of emotion, not like a random fabrication.

Just then, Lockhart spoke of another confrontation between him and the werewolf and, already on the edge of his seat, he thought of doing something new.

"You may not fully understand, so why don't we invite a classmate to come and perform with me?"

He looked down with a smile on his face, "Anyone volunteering?"

At Lockhart's words, Harry quickly shrank back behind his stacked textbooks, fearing that he would be found out.

But Harry's fears were apparently unwarranted.

"Fish will do it! Fish will do it!"(●ω●)

Fish stood up from his seat and shouted with his arms outstretched.

He had wanted to fight Lockhart for a long time, but had never been able to find an opportunity, and if he acted in private, he would probably be reprimanded by Minerva.

But now it was different, it was Lockhart himself who had asked for it!

This was great!

"That's great!"

Lockhart, still unaware of what was about to happen, surprisingly thought the same as Fish, clapping happily and giving him a thumbs up.

In his mind, the most suitable actor was a famous and popular student like Harry Potter or Fish McGonagall.

So he didn't hesitate to invite Fish to the podium.

"Come, stand here, in front of me." Lockhart eagerly instructed Fish to stand up, "We're going to go over the next part of the play.... Don't worry, it's easy because I made the battle end quickly..."

An excited Lockhart boasted at this point, before talking about the next plot.

"That werewolf swooped in from my right, and then I..."

"Fish already knew that nya! Let's get started!". (●ω●)

Fish, who couldn't wait any longer, interrupted his chatter by wagging his tail, "I pounce on you and then you fight back, Professor Gilderoy!".

Fish summarized the process succinctly.

"That's right," Lockhart corrected, brushing his curly hair across his forehead with a smile, "To be precise, I easily overpowered the werewolf."

"But, Fish doesn't think you can easily overpower meow." ?ω?

Even if he was the Lockhart of the story, Fish didn't think he would lose, so he reminded him very seriously.

But Lockhart didn't mind at all, he laughed and replied, "It seems that our little Fish is very confident in his own strength, but I still say that there is still a big difference between the strength of a young wizard and that of an adult wizard, especially when the opponent is a famous Defense Against the Dark Arts master like me!"

After saying this, Lockhart was so pleased with his rhetoric that he looked out of the corner of his eye to see the reaction of the students on stage.

The students downstairs were all tense and staring at the stage.

This made Lockhart's heart flip, and he remembered that Fish was the spoiled child of all the teachers and students at Hogwarts.

"Don't worry, everyone, of course I will be merciful, after all, Fish is one of my lovely students, just like you, and after the show, I will make sure you have an unharmed Fish."

Lockhart said nice things to reassure the students.

In fact, the other students were a little worried, but more excited, because they had seen what Fish could do at the beginning of last term, and it was the perfect test to try out Lockhart's skills.

And Harry, who knew more about Fish, even cheered for Fish silently, hoping that he could teach Lockhart a lesson like the one he taught his Uncle Vernon.

"So nya?" ?ω?

Fish's tail wagged a little slower, and he nodded his head, saying seriously, "Then Fish will be merciful too nya."

"Hahahaha! You're hilarious."

Lockhart, who only thought he was joking, made a helpless face and shook his head, "You can give it your all, I'm not a weak academic wizard, but Sir Gilderoy Lockhart, who has defeated many dark creatures and dark wizards!".

He made a graceful gesture with his wand, then raised it in front of him and waved it twice as if he were using a rapier.

Other than that, he looked great.

"Really nya?" (●ω●)

Fish's tail began to wag faster and the ears on his head twitched, looking very excited.

"Of course, let's get started!"

Lockhart, who was also excited, said loudly, "Remember, the werewolf comes at me from the right side."

By then, Fish had crouched down, his cat ears pressed against his head, his black pupils almost filling his green eyes, his tail throbbing less frequently behind him, but his feet treading the ground swiftly and lightly, while his upper body remained strangely immobile.

Lockhart tugged uncomfortably at his shirt collar, not knowing why, but when his eyes met Fish's large eyes, he avoided them unconsciously, as if a beast were watching him.

The students held their breath as they caught their first glimpse of Fish in his hunter state, a cute kitten, but with an inexplicable sense of pressure.

Harry and Ron remembered the imposing version of Professor Dumbledore they had seen last term.

"Wait..."

Lockhart, sensing at last that something was wrong, opened his mouth to take a moment, when Fish, already poised, lunged at him from his right side with a double stomp.

What I was waiting for is the moment when you suddenly relax!

The rules of cat hunting, when the prey doesn't react, give the opponent a strong blow with the fastest speed!

As Gilderoy said earlier, there is no holding back!

[Stride] [Freedom of movement] [Quick run] [Leopard's speed]

[Ant Force] [Bull's Brute Strength] [Wild Power].

In conflict, Fish decided not to use [Fire of the Elves] and [Claw of the Beast] for now.

Lockhart only felt a flash of light before his eyes, and Fish was already in front of him.

The look of surprise didn't even fully appear on his face before Fish's white fist hit him so hard that his handsome face was instantly shattered.

He was unlucky enough to be left-handed, so he was attacked on his right side, meaning Fish's left side, so he couldn't move his wand in time.

Lockhart then felt his vision dim, and he fainted before he felt the pain.

What the audience saw was that Fish was in front of Lockhart in the blink of an eye, and they didn't even see Fish swing his fist before Lockhart went flying, hitting the classroom wall and sliding to the ground, lying motionless on the floor.

"Nya?" (ˇˇ)

Fish, who had knocked Lockhart down, looked at his fist and then at Lockhart, who lay unconscious on the floor, and the cat was confused.

This isn't what we talked about, is it?