"When the she-devil took a blow to the stomach, the pain reached deep into her soul. She had no choice but to divert her attention to her belly. As her stranglehold loosened, I bent my knees, slipped free of those arms as thick as a baby elephant's legs, and quickly drew my wand, tracing gestures as I chanted."
"Oh, you can't imagine how many spells I cast in those two minutes! The Freezing Charm, the Fire-Making Spell, the Disarming Charm, the Muscle-Stiffening Charm... the Memory Charm!"
"In the end, the she-devil fell to the ground, never to rise again. Her corpse alternated between red and white, thanks to the interplay of the Fire-Making Spell and the Freezing Spell. The villagers built a stone coffin and sealed her inside."
"If you ever have the good fortune to visit the Trumpet Tribe, you'll see a large rectangular stone standing at the village entrance. When the stone turns red, the villagers lead tourists over to barbecue meat on it. When it turns white, it becomes a natural refrigerator!"
Luo Bin thought, Uh... I've met braggarts before, but never one this good at it!
"Oh, all right, Harry, the performance is over. You don't need to lie on the floor pretending to be a corpse anymore. Get up!"
"Mr. Lockhart, you really are incredible! You didn't show the slightest fear facing such a powerful she-devil. Even with your body pinned and your neck being strangled, you still managed to think on your feet and destroy a monster who'd abducted countless men..."
Lockhart basked in Hermione's praise, his chin rising higher with every word. Luo Bin thought the show-off's pose looked remarkably like the Centaurs when they observed the stars.
"It—it was nothing. Defeating the she-devil was only a very, very minor episode in my