Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

Parents, lovers, power, money, and even beautiful women... A happy family and a prosperous life, what else is missing? Lockhart looked around at the furnishings in the house and almost forgot that this was not his own house.

She still needs a child. She is already thirty-five. When Arthur is his age, his eldest son Bill will be preparing to go to Hogwarts. If he is pestering him every day as soon as he gets off work, it will be his daughter. Or a son, instead of a red-haired girl who wanted to fuck him.

After Ginny washed the dishes, she knelt down and wiped the floor again. After wiping, she knelt down at Lockhart's feet and asked him to lift his legs... Looking from above, this troublesome Queen Weasley Just like kneeling at your own feet and begging yourself...

Fortunately, she didn't stop and started mopping the floor elsewhere.

"Oh, Ginny, why are you doing this-"

"What?" Ginny wiped her face and stood up: "I'm afraid that living here will make Kreacher disgusted, so I want to help."

"You don't understand house elves. They will never complain about too much housework. You might as well do some summer homework." Lockhart kindly persuaded: "If you don't understand something in Defense class, that's okay. Ask me, you will take the advanced wizard registration exam next year..."

"Do you feel sorry for me?" Ginny threw away the rag and sat down next to him on the sofa: "Good Professor~ Gilderoy~ I will die if you take it!"

Lockhart was a little soft-hearted by his imagination about children just now. It would be great if this lively and lovely girl beside him was his daughter... He gently put his arm around Ginny's shoulders: "Little girl, look at it. , I’m thirty-five, you’re only seventeen, your parents are only fifteen years older than me, but I’m eighteen years older than you, so I can treat you like you—”

Ginny took advantage of Lockhart's subconscious movement and squeezed into his arms and leaned on his chest: "I don't care, I'm only two years younger than Hermione! And we are wizards, so this age difference is nothing. I still I’ve seen a hundred-year-old marry a thirty-year-old, and you look about the same age as Bill after your resurrection, not old at all!”

"..." Lockhart realized that he had been too intimate with her again, and quickly sat up. He retracted his arms and leaned over his knees: "Forget it, I know I can't convince you, but let's make the agreement. If you don't have a boyfriend or husband in three years, I will take you in."

"Tch - don't keep forcing me to say harsh words, okay? Three years from now? Three years from now, the little vixen will be sixteen. By then, she will be as beautiful as her sister. Do you have any idea?" Ginny posted. Holding his arm: "If she hadn't developed late and her body was so small, I would have suspected that she had been eaten clean by you!"

"You always think bad things about people——"

"You are a bad person. Don't blame others for thinking bad things about you. Don't think I can't guess what you did in the office. Now this little vixen is obsessed with you. She wants to marry you just like me. You. What would you do?”

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Gabrielle? Thinking of that charming little Veela, Lockhart actually got a little excited. If she grew up to be as beautiful as Fleur or even more beautiful than her, and as clinging to him as Ginny, any man would not hesitate to put her on her. Take him into the room and cook the rice first... How can he care about so much?

In the final analysis, Gabrielle's temptation for him was strong enough, worthy of him taking the risk, worthy of him bearing the criticism and accusations that followed, and even worthy of him doing something as shocking as changing the law...

"You know I'm a bad person and you still dare to pester me?"

"I like capable bad guys. At least compared to useless good guys..." Ginny held him tightly: "And you will be good to your own woman. You will know how you treat Hermione and Pandora. I just It doesn’t matter what you did to those Death Eaters or other people I don’t know!”

"Humph - thank you for your support." Lockhart knew it was Hermione who must have said something to her again. Since Ginny has such a vicious mouth, there is no need to be polite: "Then tell me what's good about you.

Is it worth it for me to fall out with your mother and marry you? "

"I...I-" Ginny finally encountered a problem. Is she beautiful? Not as pretty as Gabrielle or Fleur. Is she smart? Not as smart as Hermione. Does she have a personality? Lockhart is not going to accept this, okay? After struggling for a long time, his face turned red: "My breasts are bigger than Hermione's!"

"Tsk-" Ginny succeeded in amusing Lockhart again.

"If you don't believe me, touch it!" Ginny grabbed his hand.

Lockhart quickly pulled his hand back: "I believe it! But this is nothing special."

"But there are not many beautiful and powerful busty witches!"

"Okay, you win," Lockhart said in defeat, "Then I will marry you, a beautiful witch with big breasts, in three years."

"You guy!" Ginny glared at him: "I can play Quidditch. I am the best seeker in the school, better than Harry!"

Lockhart spread his hands: "You know if you don't like watching Quidditch——"

"I mean I exercise a lot, I have a good figure and a lot of strength!" Ginny interjected: "Be my boyfriend first, and I promise to let you know how great a sporty girl is in the room!"

"You crazy girl, why do you keep saying nonsense!" Lockhart stood up and sat on the single sofa on the other side: "Go back to your room, I still have some things to deal with."

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During the period when Lockhart got off work and got away from Ginny's daily harassment, the Snowton Hill thugs once again encountered the dementors and fought... After learning the news, Lockhart realized that the situation had changed. He was so nervous that after leaving Ginny and sitting down on the other side, he used a note to contact three people who were not in London: Severus, Aberforth and Dean Bloody, asking them to come to Grimmauld Street. Gathering at the Order of the Phoenix headquarters.

If nothing else goes wrong, the battle will break out tomorrow or even tonight. At that time, he only needs to get dressed, call three people, then call Grindelwald next door, and the five people will rush directly to the battle site.

"Aberforth, why are you here!" Ginny hugged him excitedly. As a member of H.A., when she was resisting Snape's high-pressure management of the school, she met the white-haired old urchin at the other end of the secret passage. A deep comrade-in-arms friendship was formed... Although in the end it was discovered that Snape was an undercover agent of the Order of the Phoenix, the relationship had already been cultivated, and I was naturally very excited to see him at this time.

"You little girl are here too?" Aberforth smiled and hugged Ginny: "What, do you really have a crush on the Minister of Magic?"

"Ang, I want to marry him, he doesn't want-" Ginny said aggrievedly: "You judge!"

"Aren't you just a carefree brat? Why do you have such weird taste?"

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"Professor Snape...good evening."

Snape glanced at Ginny expressionlessly and snorted coldly: "Why are you blushing? Although you are a bit similar to Lily, she is not as mischievous and annoying as you."

"Aberforth, Severus, and this -" Hermione was a little surprised by the three men's night visit, but she still quickly poured tea for them: "What's wrong?"

"Dean Bloody, nice to meet you, ma'am." The pale vampire greeted Hermione and shook her hand.

"You should go back to your room and go to bed first. The three gentlemen and I have something to discuss." Lockhart said to Hermione and Ginny.

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"Did you find the Dark Lord?" Snape sat down on the sofa: "Then why are we sitting down?"

"No, I was just worried about an accident, so I called you here in advance." Lockhart said. "We will be able to search the entire area within the encirclement by tomorrow night at the latest."

Aberforth also sat down, smelling like sheep: "Okay, where should I sleep?"

"You can sleep in the unmarked empty room upstairs." Lockhart rolled his eyes: "Stay in top condition, the battle may-"

"Mr. Lockhart, with all due respect - before the battle, I would like to know first what method you will use to get rid of the curse inherited from our family?" Dean asked. He didn't want to be dismissed by Lockhart's empty words. To lure him over and work for him, he needs to see something.

"The Philosopher's Stone." Lockhart took it out and threw it to the other party without any distress: "The reason why your family has vampire symptoms must be because someone in your ancestors used a large dose of unicorn blood to save his life. , and this curse will be passed down along with the bloodline..."

"That's right," Dean was surprised and caught the thing thrown by Lockhart: "Is this the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Don't be frightened by its name. The Philosopher's Stone does not have as magical effects as the legend says. Even its maker is sitting right next to you."

Dean held up the gem and glanced at Aberforth in surprise, but saw the old man wave his hand: "It's not me."

"Headmaster Snape?"

Snape said expressionlessly: "It's me, but this is actually just an ordinary potion and alchemy product."

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"You put magic power into the Philosopher's Stone, and you will know why I don't regard it as a treasure at all." Lockhart looked at the vampire opposite with a smile. "I have a guess, I don't know if it's right or not: with the passage of time, the curse on the people of the Xueni family has become lighter and lighter - you look so weak. Is it because you don't suck blood?"

"This is an attempt," Dean said: "I want to see how long I can endure without sucking blood. In the end, I found out that I won't die without blood, but it will be very uncomfortable. And I look pale... I The current diet is the same as that of a normal wizard, except that young virgin wizards are not allowed to come into contact. Only after intense consumption of magic power, blood must be replenished, and there is no need to kill people at all."

"It sounds much better than my situation. You don't need the magic stone. You can probably get rid of the curse in a few or more generations."

"I don't want my children to suffer like this." The vampire poured a little magic into the magic stone. Then he looked up at Lockhart in surprise: "My magic has disappeared?"

"Well, the curse you suffered is relatively light. It shouldn't require much magic power, right? My suggestion is to use this magic stone after the battle. You can even take it home. After all, it's not a rare thing. I don't believe it either. You can run away with it."

"It turns out that the magic stone is not as magical as the legend says, no wonder——"

The bloody nun threw the Philosopher's Stone back to Lockhart, but Aberforth caught it in his hand and started playing with it.

Lockhart shook his head and continued: "Thank you three for helping me. Now you can go upstairs and choose your own room to rest. Although the battle is likely to break out in the next second, before that, take a good rest. Don’t think too much about it.”

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——(To be continued.)

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