Hermione, Be the Minister of Magic with Me!

Snape stared at him for a moment, trying to figure out if the guy had found it.

what. But Lockhart looked as usual, not as if he knew something.

"Well, it's boring, but since you're the one who is willing to waste money, I don't care. Anyway, first-year students have to make discoloration potions in class, and it won't take much time to add something." Snape finally agreed. .

P.So Voldemort dances - if you are interested, you can search for the video, I don't care if you are blind.

Chapter 17 Blackmail

Lockhart was about to say two polite words of thanks, but the old car suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance interrupted him. Its engine roared, and it took the man above it - straight into the direction of the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest.

Seeing this, Lockhart and Snape hurriedly threw the wine bottles in their hands, took out their wands one after another, and went straight to the Forbidden Forest.

"Flock of birds!"

Lockhart took the lead and summoned a large group of flying birds from the tip of his wand, and then swiped his wand into the air, and he summoned invisible ropes to hang on the birds in the air, hanging them. He flew towards the Forbidden Forest with the wrist of his left hand.

Beside him, Snape let himself float up indifferently, like a fairy in the legend, and he also flew to the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

Looking at Snape's immortal look next to him, while he looked like a rescue team member hanging from a helicopter, Lockhart would be false if he said he was not envious.

If he remembered correctly, only Voldemort and Snape had used this special flying spell from beginning to end, and no third person could fly in such a dashing way. Dumbledore might be able to use it, but he relies more on Phoenix for transfer.

According to magic master JoKo Rowling himself, it is very dangerous for wizards to fly without tools, and it is not necessary. Because it is very difficult to control the flight, as long as there is a slight mishap in the air and the magic power is cut off, the person will fall. Only people like Voldemort who are full of magic power and do not worry about being shot down from the air can use it confidently.

Being able to invent spells by himself, and being able to learn a flying spell from Voldemort that even Bellatrix couldn't understand, Severus Snape is indeed a genius

talent. Compared with him, Lockhart was too far behind except for the oblivion spell, which he had confidence in winning. If he didn't use a broom or other means of transportation, he could only use the current method to fly.

They followed the car from a distance, watching it dash around in the sky, and finally hit the beating willow next to the forbidden forest.

Although the way they landed was not safe, Snape and Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief—as long as they didn't enter the Forbidden Forest, the two little guys were safe

At least not life-threatening.

"Humph." Snape's sneer came along the wind, "I hope the bones on their hands and feet will be broken by the beating willow. Only in this way can the restless guy be calm for a while."

Why dress like that? If something happened to Lily Potter's son, I'm afraid Snape would blow his hair on the spot. Lockhart said heartily.

"We need to hurry up and take a look," Lockhart said. "First, treat it with a healing spell. If there is any problem with the bones, then send it to Madam Pomfrey with a levitation spell."

Snape nodded obscurely, but his mouth was still hard.

"You are the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. I think a mere beating willow can't help the famous Gilderoy Lockhart, right?"

"Aren't you going with me?"

"I'm a potions professor, and it's my duty that if the three of you come back with bruised noses and bruises, I'll prepare a potion for you—but I'm probably not very good at treating wounds on your face, so is a scar. It's possible." Snape said in a malicious tone, staring at Lockhart's face.

Lockhart was amused in his heart - this guy Snape was obviously a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted man, but he still pretended to be eager to let Harry die, if it weren't for the insider,

I'm just afraid that he will really be deceived by him.

"Okay, then I'll go alone and tell them that Professor Snape cares about them from afar," Lockhart said deliberately.

Snape changed his face: "Don't get involved with me, if it wasn't for the principal's request, I wouldn't come out."

Lockhart looked at Snape with a smirk: "Then...how long does it take for the discoloration potion for contact lenses to be ready?"

"It will be ready for you in a week...a big pot,

U!

It should be enough for you. "

Snape asked through gritted teeth.

"Enough, there are even rich ones." Lockhart walked away.

Looking at his back, Snape very much wanted to use "Shenfeng Wuying" to cut the invisible rope in Lockhart's hand.

A small threat to Snape once, Lockhart flew to the side of the willow in a happy mood, only to see the willow frantically pumping its branches, Harry and Ron crouched down and crawled around. look.

Colin should have borrowed his camera, Lockhart said.

But he finally didn't forget his responsibilities, he took out his wand and pointed at the pebble on the ground: "Wadi Vasi!"

As Lockhart's incantation was uttered, the pebble shot in the direction Lockhart's eyes were staring at, hitting a knot in the willow of the beating willow.

As if struck by lightning, Shiren Liu's body shivered like a chaff, and then he remained motionless.

Covering the back of their heads and lying on the ground, Harry and Ron, who were crawling on their elbows and knees, suddenly felt a lot quieter around them, and when they looked up, they realized that there was another person in front of them.

"Get up, although you missed the sorting ceremony, if you hurry up

If so, maybe we can catch up with dinner.

Lockhart bent down and held out his hand to Harry and Ron.

"Uh...Thank you, Professor Lockhart." Ron was the first to react.

He secretly raised his head back, and glanced at Liu Yiyi, who was hit by a flying car, and his car had disappeared at some point in time.

"Professor, look, this..." he asked miserably.

"The determination of responsibility is not up to me. 7 What I am responsible for is to send you to school in a safe and sound state, and have a full meal, and then tell the principal what you see."

Lockhart had no intention of telling the two of their responsibilities, but simply dealt with the problem neatly.

This was the first time Harry had seen Gilderoy Lockhart himself, and although he had heard a lot of good things about Mrs. Mason over the summer, there were some things he had to see with his own eyes.

It seems that this is a person who can be regarded as a vigorous and resolute person.

"Healed as before! Repaired as before! Cleaned up!" Lockhart used the single youth three-line against the two.

Then he saw Ron's wand, which was broken in two and only slightly broken.

"Broken wand? There's no way this thing can be repaired."

He showed a look of pity.

"Can't you fix it?"

Ron's expression was wonderful, as if hearing Mrs Weasley saying he would never give him another Nat's pocket money in this life.

"It can't be repaired." Lockhart said regretfully, "even Mr. Ollivander himself can't repair it. This is a magic thing. Use magic tape to add a similar

Wood hoops can only hold up for a while longer. Well, Mr. Weasley and... Mr. Potter, you're Potter, aren't you? I see your scars. "

Dike's, Professor. "Harry Potter heard the word "scar" and shrank visibly.

"Pack up your things, stretch out your left hand, we have to speed up, or we really won't be in time for dinner. It is said that the house-elves have prepared lamb pie," Lockhart instructed.

When the two heard that they might not be able to eat, they immediately gathered up their scattered luggage and stretched out their left hand to Lockhart.

Several invisible ropes were wrapped around their left arms, and then a force lifted them up and ran quickly to Hogwarts Castle.

Chapter 18 Admission

Lockhart's luck was not bad. After returning to Hogwarts Castle, the banquet had just begun.

Seeing Lockhart coming, Dumbledore, who had finished singing the school song and was about to sit down, stood up again.

"He's finally here! Teachers and students, please allow me to introduce this person solemnly, although many people have heard of or known one-one Gilderoy Lockhart, who will be the black magician of Hogwarts this year. Defense class professor!"

There was a burst of warm applause in the auditorium, especially among the female students.

"thanks, thanks!"

Lockhart smiled and saluted the four college tables gracefully.

"I have been away from Hogwarts for a long time, and I can't wait to prepare to revisit my hometown. I will contribute some of the insignificant experiences I learned in school and travel to you. I hope that you will be successful in your studies, and more importantly - students. Safety!"

After speaking, he bowed again, and the applause from the audience became even more enthusiastic.

After the applause finally stopped, Dumbledore resumed his speech: "It's an excellent speech, only when we have a safe life can we enjoy more delicious food and more unique scenery... Considering that everyone is hungry, I just want to Say, please eat hard!"

As soon as I finished speaking, the four academy tables and the teachers' seats were filled with food with all kinds of flavors and flavors." Even though the girls' eyes were still reluctantly running to the teachers' seats, the stomach protest still forced them to pay attention. He put it back on the plate in front of him, but he just had to talk a few words while eating.

Lockhart did not rush to take a seat, but first went to the dean of his student days-Professor Flitwick

Flitwick looked at him with satisfaction: "Very good, I know how to focus on important things. Although I still like to be in the limelight, at least I'm on the right path."

"Hopefully I won't lose face to Ravenclaw, the students today are much smarter than before." Lockhart said modestly.

Then, he went to salute to Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout who had also taught him.

Don't look at Professor Sprout, who doesn't seem to have any sense of existence at ordinary times, but she

An old man from the time of Mando Dippet, from Herbert O, who taught Voldemort

She has been a professor of herbal medicine at Hogwarts since Ulley's resignation. If you go into detail, the qualifications are not even much worse than Dumbledore.

McGonagall, Sprout and Professor Flitwick, these three giants are only below Dumbledore at Hogwarts. After he left, these three held up the pillars of the school, no matter what. How many times Dumbledore himself had been kicked out of the school, and as long as they were there, the school would still be chaotic.

As for Snape, he was still too young, only four years older than Lockhart. He was considered to be the least senior and prestige of the four principals, even though he was probably the second Hogwarts person under Dumbledore.

For Lockhart, a student who has always liked to stand out in various ways when he was in school, the three professors actually had some headaches at first. Although Dumbledore also hinted that Lockhart "may not be reliable", because they didn't know the whole inside story, they sometimes wondered if the student had changed.

After a round of greetings, Lockhart finally sat down, picked up the knife and fork and began to eat.

Harry and Ron wanted to sneak over to the big Gryffindor table too, but Snape sneered behind them, threw them a newspaper, and began to humiliate him mercilessly. took them.

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall both ate very quickly, because they were no longer young and their appetites were small, so they went out after a few bites to prepare for Harry.

Lockhart was not at all worried that the "Savior" would be expelled from Hogwarts. As long as Dumbledore was there, even if the school castle was demolished, they must be Hogwarts students. So Lockhart still eats deliciously.

After a while, Snape, who rushed back to his seat and rudely tore the chair away, also confirmed his idea-Harry and Ron were only sentenced to labor detention, not even a single point was deducted. He was somewhat annoyed.

Especially when Snape saw that the banquet was over and that there was nothing left on the table, Lockhart looked at him like that, and even thought he could get smoke from his head.

Although Hogwarts does not let people go hungry all year round, there are still only one or two grand feasts like the opening feast every year. If you miss it, you have to wait for Christmas - although I don't understand why wizards also celebrate Christmas.

"Do you want a small cake? You didn't take it outside just now. I bought it on the train. There are two left." Lockhart kindly handed it to Snape.

Snape walked away.

Then Professor McGonagall also reappeared in the auditorium, and Lockhart also took the opportunity to ask her to apply for a "labor student", saying that he needed to find someone to reply to fan letters.

Professor McGonagall agreed very happily - it was just a reply, and it should not cause any irreversible damage to the student's body and spirit.

In the end, the cake Lockhart had been unable to deliver finally had a place. When the hungry Harry and Ron returned to the auditorium to find that there was nothing left on the table, the degree of dumbfoundedness could be imagined.

"Let's eat these cakes first... By the way, which of you two can write better?" Lockhart asked kindly.

Although he didn't know why Lockhart asked that, Ron quickly turned his attention to

I turned to Harry—he came from a wizarding family. Although he could read, he didn't have much to write because he didn't go to elementary school, and Harry's handwriting was obviously more mature.

Seeing Ron looking at him, Harry raised his hand.

Makeup, Harry, you're coming to my office this Saturday for school labor. Ron, you go to Mr. Filch's. ' Lockhart made an immediate decision.

Looking at Ron's expression, he must have hated why he didn't practice calligraphy well before.

Dumbledore would have been satisfied with such a lenient treatment for the Savior, Lockhart thought.

Dumbledore was indeed very satisfied with Lockhart now, especially when the student council president handed in Lockhart's plan.

It seems that this position is not completely blind this year. If Lockhart really does what he said above, the Savior will at least grow a lot, and the graduation rate of Hogwarts will become a lot better.

Sure enough, even a venomous snake has its uses.

However, Dumbledore was not completely without doubts about what Lockhart did.

"You said just now that he wants you to configure a color-changing potion that can resist magic? Use it on glasses?" Dumbledore wanted to make it clear.

"Contact lenses," Snape said dispassionately.

Hungry people were never very good-natured, let alone Snape never give anyone face.

"Contact... lenses, is it so spelled?"

"You're not old enough to be fooled... it's a kind of glasses invented by Muggles

, which is worn inside the eyelids.

"That's funny...is this a coincidence?"

Snape shook his head: "He probably didn't know, and even in Diagon Alley he saw Lucius' movements, and he didn't know what it was... Even me, I still don't know what it was. ."

Dumbledore looked down at his desk, as if thinking about something, and spoke again after a long time.

"I have a little guess about that diary... But I'm just guessing that anyway, this adds an insurance to our actions, at least it will avoid a lot of accidental injuries, isn't it?" He said slowly.

Snape smiled sarcastically: "Would you stop because of accidental injury?"

"No." Dumbledore answered him seriously.