Chapter 212 (1/2)

”Oh, he is really terrible...” Professor Lu Ping said sympathetically.

This caused a burst of laughter in the class, and Neville's face turned red with shame.

”Come on, young man, it's not just Professor Snape that you're afraid of To meet Neville, I think you live with your grandmother? ”

”Oh Yes, ”Neville said nervously,” but I don't want Bogart to be her

”No, no, you didn't understand me,” Professor Lupin said, now smiling. ”I don't know. Can you tell us what kind of clothes your grandmother usually wears?”

Neville seemed surprised, but he said, ”well Always wear the same hat. It's a tall one with an old sculpture on top. And wearing a long dress Green, usually Sometimes I wear a fox skin scarf

”And handbags, right?” Professor Lu Ping encouraged him to go on.

”A big red handbag.” Neville said.

”Well,” said Professor Lupin, ”can you describe these clothes in detail, Neville? Can you see these clothes in your head

”Yes.” Neville replied blankly, obviously not knowing what would happen next.

”When Bogot comes out of the closet, Neville, and sees you, it will look like Professor Snape.” Lu Ping said, ”what about you, take up the wand Take this And yelling ”funny” And try to focus on your grandmother's clothes. If all goes well, Professor bogartsnepp will be forced to become a man with a hat with an old carved specimen on his head, a green dress and a red handbag

The whole class roared with laughter. The picture was too beautiful. I'm sorry that van Linden couldn't make up for it. Professor Snape changed his black robe and changed it into Change to

Well, Fanling is a little bit of a poor imagination, but Neville is about to start.

”Ready, Mr. Neville lombarton...” Professor Lu Ping raised his hand and didn't see what kind of spell he was chanting. The combination of wand free spell and silent spell, unlocking mantra.

A glimmer of light flashed through the keyhole on the top of the wardrobe, and the door of the wardrobe was just like that.

We all stepped back to the wall and made room for Neville to stand by the closet alone. Nacheng was pale. He was afraid, but he had rolled up the sleeves of his robe and held his wand.

The door let out a toothache creak. A pale palm stretched out from the crack of the door. Neville swallowed nervously. Van Lin could clearly see the movement of Neville's Adam's apple.

The wardrobe doors are all open. Professor Snape, with a crooked nose and a threatening look, came out, his eyes fixed on Neville.

Nacheng retreated. His wand was lifted up. He was tongue tied and speechless. Snape stormed at him and put his hand into his robe.

“Rid…… Ridikulus (funny)! ” Neville shrieked.

There was a noise, like a whip. Professor Snape's figure tripped; he was wearing a long, lace embroidered dress and a high hat, with an old wormlike carved specimen on top of the hat and a huge scarlet handbag dangling from his hand.