Cardcaptor at Hogwarts

"By the way, why did you go to Professor Flitwick?"

Bernard discovered a new problem.

"What's so strange about this? Isn't Adam also taking extra lessons from Professor Flitwick?"

Uther raised his eyebrows:

"I found out that Professor Flitwick once won the duel championship, so I asked him for knowledge in this area."

Eugene looked at Uther:

"Are you interested in the duel competition?"

"Hmm~"

"Dueling competition?"

Bernard was thoughtful.

However, they didn't want to discuss the topic of the duel competition. Following Lockhart's signal, a group of dwarfs dressed as Cupid angels walked into the hall.

How to say... Although there is nothing wrong with this outfit, the appearance of the dwarf species is similar to the mandrake that breaks out of the ground after growing up, so the final result can only be said to be extremely uncomfortable for the eyes.

"Welcome our friendly little Cupid with greeting cards!"

Lockhart applauded the dwarves, but he seemed to be the only one in the whole hall who was happy. However, Lockhart did not seem to care:

"They will be wandering around the school today to help you deliver Valentine's Day cards! Not only that, I believe my colleagues are also willing to participate enthusiastically!"

Lockhart winked at everyone mischievously:

"Why not ask Professor Snape to teach you how to brew aphrodisiacs?"

Adam couldn't help but look at Professor Snape.

Professor, can you bear this?

I saw that Professor Snape's expression was unprecedentedly ugly. The last time he drew Harry in the lottery, it was not as ugly as today. If anyone really dared to ask, he would be thrown directly into the crucible, right?

Lockhart's dangerous speech was not over yet:

"If you are interested, I believe Professor Flitwick is better at psychedelic magic than any wizard - oh, this cunning old guy~"

Adam looked at Professor Flitwick again. The respected and thin-skinned head of Ravenclaw looked like he was about to break...

Lockhart smacked his lips with a sense of unsatisfaction and did not continue.

In fact, his original plan was more than that. Seeing that Adam had made a festival that no one had ever heard of a big success and attracted the attention of the whole school to him, Lockhart certainly considered him.

But thinking carefully, Adam seemed to be no worse than him in this regard. What if Adam attracted everyone's attention in turn...

So in the end, Lockhart gave up this tempting decision.

It's a pity that Lockhart let Adam go, but Adam didn't intend to let him go.

In the morning class, one dwarf after another broke into their greenhouse No. 2, reciting or singing love letters to someone in the classroom with a hoarse voice, accompanied by the absurd harp performance.

At that time, Adam felt uncomfortable, but he had to admit that there was still a certain element of gloating in it, especially since one of them was Uther, until it was his turn...

After class, Adam walked to the female classmate who was about to be petrified because she did not expect the dwarf to send love letters in this way, and gently rejected her confession, then picked up the dark staff and rushed to Lockhart's office.

"Count me in!"

Uther pulled out his wand expressionlessly.

Of course, how could Adam do such a bad thing as directly attacking the professor or chanting a spell?

Of course, Uther would not do such an impulsive thing.

"Calm down, Adam!"

Bernard hugged Adam's waist tightly.

"Let me go! I'm going to kill him, ah ah ah——"

"Uther, wake up! Murder is against the law!"

Cologne hugged Uther's neck and pulled him back.

"Don't be afraid! My father is also the Minister of Magic!"

Eugene walked silently behind the four people, opened his hands and pounced - the world was finally quiet.

After calming down, Adam had to admit that if he continued to keep Lockhart, this guy might do something, and this hidden danger should be eliminated as soon as possible.

It's a pity that the professors knew that he had solved the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets a long time ago, otherwise if Lockhart was accidentally eaten by the basilisk, it could only be said that he was unlucky...

Huh? He didn't seem to promise Professor Dumbledore that he would not hurt the professor... Oh, forget it, there's no need to do this for Lockhart.

Let's start writing.

"On this night, Gilderoy Lockhart ushered in the most terrifying day of his life..."

Out of some kind of hands-on mentality, Adam did not use a shorthand quill, but personally wrote the ending of Lockhart's life.

Seeing the ghost nun coming to his house again, Lockhart was panicked, but not that panicked.

He had discovered that no matter what illusions he saw, they were just illusions. Although he could still see them with his eyes closed, this did not change the fact that illusions could not hurt him.

"Hey! Crazy woman, come here!"

Not only did Lockhart not hide, he also boldly stretched out his hand to provoke the ghost nun.

The ghost nun smiled, opened her mouth and bit——

"Crack——"

Lockhart, who had a finger bitten off, was stunned for a few seconds, and then the whole person was instantly wrapped in fear.

Why didn't the other party follow the script this time!

"Ahhhhhh——"

The pain and fear made Lockhart rush out of the office at once. The ghost nun looked at his retreating back and smiled slightly, then followed him slowly out of the office door.

Lockhart escaped from the office and ran as fast as he could. However, the corridor that was usually only a dozen feet long seemed to never end for some reason.

As his physical strength was about to be exhausted, Lockhart couldn't help but look back. The Ghost Sister was actually standing not far from him, and next to him was the door of his office... Seeing Lockhart turn around, the Ghost Sister The nun stepped up to Lockhart and opened her mouth.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

…

"I have to tell everyone some sad news."

Before dinner one day after the Lantern Festival, Professor Dumbledore walked to the teacher's desk and said seriously:

"Just yesterday, our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, surrendered to the Ministry of Magic for his abominable behavior of casting the Oblivion Charm on several wizards and stealing their experiences to write novels."

A burst of murmurs suddenly erupted in the auditorium.

"Just today—"

As Professor Dumbledore spoke again, the auditorium became quiet.

"He has been taken away by the Ministry of Magic. Azkaban will be his destination for the rest of his life."

Professor Dumbledore's eyes looked a little sad, and he saw

"I hope everyone can take this as a warning and take Lockhart's story as a lesson. I hope you will never become such a person."

"In addition, your next Defense Against the Dark Arts class will be taught by the four deans as before, so you don't have to worry about exams - that's all I want to say."

After dinner, Professor McGonagall found Adam:

"Professor Dumbledore is waiting for you in the Headmaster's Office."