harry potter book of crimes

Lockhart was very depressed now. He was so good at acting that he almost believed that he was no longer Gilderoy Lockhart. But who knew that the director would give him the script just after his play started?

Tear it apart!

I think back then, due to being stimulated by Maka, Lockhart finally found his life direction after a period of confusion.

Whether he is replenishing his magic knowledge from scratch, or reforming his ways and no longer using the Oblivion Curse, all of this is because he wants to have an adventure story that is truly his own.

In order to have enough time to replenish his strength, he even chose to put aside all the false reputation in the past, stay away from the hustle and bustle of the magical world, and live peacefully in the Muggle world for more than a year.

Lockhart's talent is actually very good. He is a little smart and good at making plans. However, the vanity he developed since childhood prevented him from persevering and working hard - because he felt that since he was extremely talented

Maybe you can’t be the top one, so it’s better not to do it.

However, he also longs for attention.

When he was a student at Hogwarts, he did all kinds of "stupid things" in order to gain attention. For example, he tried his best to win various awards, although his small tricks

He was always seen through; for another example, he once applied to the principal to start a school newspaper, and this was just to let everyone see his name printed in the newspaper...

After all the ideas failed, he even went to great lengths to create a spell to project his own portrait into the sky above Hogwarts like the Dark Mark.

He was sure that was the first time he was so devoted to something - even though it was of no use.

Now, when he was finally awakened by Maka and truly determined to delve into magic, he picked up many of the magic spells that he had learned before but quickly became unfamiliar with, and they were firmly imprinted in his mind.

It was boring practice over and over again. Yes, this feeling... was exactly the same as practicing day and night in order to make good use of the Forgetting Curse.

When Maka sent him a letter inviting him to participate in a certain project, he set off to find Maka without saying a word. Halfway through, his mind was filled with beautiful visions of the future.

"Am I, Gilderoy Lockhart, finally going to become a generational celebrity? Can I finally write an adventure story that is truly my own?"

He was so excited about it that he even forgot about the danger involved.

He was originally a Ravenclaw, but at that time, he even thought that he was already a passionate and brilliant Gryffindor!

Lockhart still clearly remembered that on the morning of the second event of the Triwizard Tournament, he drank the first polyjuice potion that Maka had prepared for him, and then calmly walked in Hogwarts.

Breakfast was enjoyed in the auditorium.

"I am Maka McClain now...yes, the McClain who is expressionless all day long!" He bet that his acting skills have reached the sky, even that Durmstrang professor has not.

I can detect some problems.

But...how long will this old guy keep nagging? In a while, Barty Jr. dressed as Barty Crouch will come to find him!

Or in other words, why hasn't that guy come yet?

He couldn't wait to go to the competition venue right now and drag little Barty over by force!

No, he can't show an anxious expression. This will expose his flaws and turn his wonderful performance into bubbles. He needs to be calm and composed...

As if Merlin heard his inner call, not long after the long-winded Professor Orson left, little Barty appeared!

"Hey - this guy's acting skills are not bad!" Lockhart looked at the Barty Crouch who was played by him and thought excitedly, "Next, it's time to... Mike

What did Ryan say before? Um... showing off each other's acting skills?"

He pretended not to see little Barty's figure, picked up the napkin beside the dinner plate with a very natural movement and wiped his mouth, then he conveniently put the fake box on the side of the table and stood up.

"McLean, the game is about to start... As a warrior, you should enter the field and prepare as soon as possible." Of course, Barty Jr. is very familiar with his father - this kind of serious look is unmistakable.

"Oh, of course - I plan to go there now!" Lockhart nodded reservedly, "Mr. Crouch, aren't you sick? Are you feeling well?"

——Yes, absolutely yes! That’s what McClane sounded like when he spoke!

"Sorry to worry about you, it's no longer a problem. I've asked...well, Weatherby to go back." Little Barty said with a tight face and a businesslike tone.

——Yes, that old man can't remember Percy Weasley's name. Is he suffering from Alzheimer's disease?

"Please! All the warriors are already at the resting place..."

Little Barty said the last thing, then turned around and walked out of the auditorium door first.

——Yes, you have to twist your hips when walking and think of yourself as a giver! Wait... Damn it, if the old man is a giver, where did I come from?

The two Xibei guys who also drank polyjuice potion had equally colorful inner activities. One of them was eager to win the praise of his master, and the other was determined to win the honor, so both of them exerted all their strength to play the role, and they were absolutely perfect.

There won't be a moment of slack.

"Mr. Crouch, I think... there are some things we must talk about first..."

——The main show is about to begin! Where is the soundtrack? Where is my exclusive BGM?

"...Yes, about this 'commotion'." Lockhart tried to make his voice magnetic, gloomy and uniquely charming.

"What are you talking about? What 'commotion'?" Little Barty turned around, frowning and showing a puzzled look, as if he really didn't understand.

"Stop it, no one here can hear it - we have to talk to avoid things going wrong!" Lockhart said impatiently, imitating the arrogant way Maka spoke to Barty Jr. that night, "Do you understand?

"

"I have no idea what you are talking about..." Little Barty frowned even more tightly, pretending to be confused.

Yes! Right now! Now! - Lockhart shouted in his heart, quickly took out the wand from his sleeve and pressed it against Barty's abdomen.

"You don't know what I'm talking about? Do you need me to help you recall it, huh?" Lockhart tilted his neck and looked at the other party sideways, "Minibus——"

"That's enough! That's enough!" Little Barty suddenly lowered his shoulders and lowered his voice and said, "Don't call me by my name here! Okay, okay, let's talk first, let's talk... this way...

…”

——Liquid! Success! I am the king of film and television in the wizarding world! I am the BAFTA①Best Actor Award winner in the British wizarding world!

After living in seclusion in the colorful Muggle world for a year and a half, Lockhart became an authentic Muggle in wizard skin.

Avoiding the students who occasionally passed by along the way, Lockhart followed little Barty to the rose garden on the side of the castle.

"Okay, let me make a long story short -" Little Barty leaned close to Lockhart and whispered, "I have prepared the hands and feet of the Chimera in the maze according to the owner's instructions. You can go in later.

From now on, find Harry Potter as soon as possible, and then find a way to take him there!"

"When the time is almost up, you can use that magic spell to induce the curse on the Chimera beast, and then..."

Barty Jr. spoke very quickly, but Lockhart's hand speed, which he had honed over many years, was not slow either.

"Collapse!"

There was a sudden flash of fire between the two people who were very close, and Barty's words were immediately interrupted. Then, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he collapsed on the ground and passed out.

"Done!"

Lockhart clapped his hands happily and grinned habitually, revealing a pair of neat white teeth.

But he still seemed uneasy. Just to be sure, he stretched out his wand and cast a stun spell on Barty Jr., and then secretly took him to the Forbidden Forest...

When Lockhart was in school, the Forbidden Forest was a place where students were not allowed to enter at will. Now, although he is much bolder - he even dared to confront Death Eaters, but once his vanity is put aside, he is still a bit

Coward.

Lockhart did not go too deep and stayed at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, calmly waiting for Maka to appear.

One hour has passed, two hours have passed, three hours have passed... Yes, the game should be over, right? Then, McClane is coming, right?

However, time passed little by little, and it soon became dark, but there was not even the slightest movement in the forest.

"Where has he gone? Why hasn't he come yet?"

It was still very cold at night recently, and the dense canopy of trees could not block the howling of the cold wind. Soon, Lockhart's teeth were chattering from the cold and he was shivering.

He rubbed his arms, and from time to time he would apply a stun spell on little Barty - Merlin! This was the first time he felt what it was like to be "cold and hungry".

In his career as a "writer", he had used this word more than once, but it was only now that he understood the true feeling of this word!

"Maybe... this is also a part of the adventure story that must be experienced?" Lockhart sneezed, shrank his head again, then gritted his teeth and gave little Barty another shot, "fainted!"

If this is really the case, then just bear with it! In order to make future works more exciting, this kind of material collection is also necessary!

"Sneeze -" he sneezed again, and then leaned weakly against the tree trunk, "It's really not that easy to be a hero!"

…

"What happened next?" Under Maka's simple yet vivid explanation, Sirius seemed to be interested, "To be more specific..."

"If it were more specific, Harry and the others would be impatient to wait..." Maka smiled and said, "Anyway, I went to the Forbidden Forest to get rid of little Barty. After all, he is so determined.

Death Eaters who follow Voldemort are always a nuisance."