Hermione, Be the Minister of Magic with Me!

Lockhart's lips pursed a little—because according to his agreement with Moody, this flare meant "there is an unexpected situation, it is not known whether it is dangerous or not".

It seems that reinforcements will not come, on the contrary, I have to go back and see.

The hooded people here also noticed this situation, they no longer hesitated, and immediately turned their heads and retreated.

"Looks like Mr. Lockhart has something to do, we won't bother, I wish all the best!"

Different from the aggressiveness when they came? The thugs looked a little disgraced when they retreated, and it is estimated that they will not talk about it for a long time. After all, it is not honorable for a large group of people to be forced to retreat by one person.

And Lockhart can be sure that even if they talk about it, they will only exaggerate the strength of the Lockhart Temple to avoid their own shame.

After seeing these people disperse, Lockhart put away the ring of fire under his feet, and saw Dawlish, who was long overdue.

"Nice job, textbook control of the situation... oh!"

Dulix stepped forward a little embarrassedly, wanting to pat Lockhart on the shoulder as a friendly gesture.

There were too many people on the thug's side just now, and he really didn't dare to shout from behind as originally planned, announcing, "You are surrounded by me"

Besides, he also discovered that among these people there were a few pure bloods that he knew,

This made him even more afraid to start. But now that the thugs have dispersed, he naturally

I want to reconnect with Lockhart

As a result, he slapped the slap but it was empty.

His hand seemed to swipe through the air, passing through Lockhart's body.

After losing his balance, he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, he reacted in time and stabilized his body before he was not ugly.

"You're..." He looked at Lockhart standing there suspiciously.

As a result, Lockhart just tapped himself lightly, and he himself appeared three meters away with a swipe.

"Although it is necessary for us to show the toughness of the Ministry of Magic in the situation just now, but... how could I stand stupidly and let people focus on fire?" Lockhart smiled at him, "Dawlish, I believe Your spells class is better than what I learned in the first place, but some things have to be played before you know."

Obviously, he just used some means to make himself appear to be standing there just now. Delix finally understood.

If Lockhart wanted to use Illusions and Confusion Charms, even the Aurors couldn't tell in the first time, which Dawlish had already learned.

Lockhart not only did a great job, but also used the center of the fire ring to mislead the thugs. Delix asked himself, if he was also one of those people, and if he suddenly had malicious intentions and wanted to attack, he would also attack the illusion revealed by Lockhart.

Then these people will be hit by Lockhart with a "difference" that Professor Flitwick will admire.

Chapter 266 Changes

Lockhart checked the surroundings and found that there was no remaining flames, and then used magic to carry the Roberts and his wife back into the house, and then cast an oblivion spell on them.

"... The hippies were making more and more troubles, and even set off fireworks that were easy to catch fire. It took our couple to stop them, and even threatened to call the police to let these guys stop. So tired now... that's about it! Delix... why are you looking at me here?"

After revising the couple's memory, Lockhart sighed and stared at the Auror beside him, looking a little angry.

"What's wrong?" Dalix looked confused, "I'm studying."

"Apprenticeship is not now." Lockhart had nothing to say to him, "I'm enough to deal with the Muggle side of the problem, shouldn't you go and follow the thugs to see if they have honestly dispersed back. Are you asleep?"

"Ah!" Delixi suddenly realized, "I'll do it now."

He immediately drew his wand and walked out.

Lockhart shook his head after him.

This kid, reading and reading stupid... has been reduced to the point where he doesn't know what to do without telling him what to do.

But after kicking the idiot away, Lockhart fell into a different kind of grief.

Such a good pretense scene just now, but no one could see it except the Death Eater reservists and Dawlish, which undoubtedly made Lockhart too sad.

Considering that the Death Eaters would never take the initiative to reveal such a shameful thing, and Dawlish is from Fudge's side, so his feat just now is like doing it to the air.

If it can be spread to the outside world, his reputation value will at least increase by a lot. If he becomes the Minister of Magic in the future, his approval rate will increase by at least 5 percentage points.

He even thought about the headline of the propaganda news - "In order to stick to the justice in your heart, you are willing to be a coward and a hero for a lifetime, even if it is only for a second, even if you are alone against a world"

It's a pity... alas...

He said in his heart that it was a pity that he had left the camp and was about to rush back to the temporary hotel of the Ministry of Magic.

He didn't notice at all, just not far away, someone completely watched the whole process of his pretending.

After Lockhart left, several women in pajamas crept away from the window of the RV and sat in the dining room of the car's kitchen.

Because the parking lot was closest to the camper's hut, they were awakened by the alarm magic in the car when the thugs just approached, and then took their wands together to prepare for a possible attack.

But now that Lockhart has solved the matter, they don't need to show their faces, and it's probably not a good idea to expose them in pajamas to a group of men over alcohol.

"I don't know what Grindelwald's magic is, but that was definitely not" Hermione whispered to Ginny and Mrs Weasley.

"Really? Are you sure?" said Mrs. Weasley hesitantly. "I've heard from my elders before, that blue fire that nearly destroyed Paris..."

"No, that is just an ordinary flame, which has been treated constantly, but it is precisely because of this that the temperature is also lowered due to insufficient magic power. Not burnt..."

Even though it was midnight, Hermione still seemed in high spirits.

Mrs Weasley said, "It sounds like you know a lot about this magic.

"Ah... yes, happened to know."

For some reason, Hermione's face turned red.

Because that's my magic! Hermione screamed inwardly.

This magic was Hermione's first-year improvement based on the principle of "Alcohol, Udi and Warm Fire", and few people, except Lockhart, had fully heard its principle. They were either impatient or disdainful.

Mrs. Weasley was also in a very uneasy mood now, so she didn't notice Hermione's expression, and she was about the same now.

"It turned out to be just to scare those cowards... It's not surprising, those people are just drinking too much cat urine. As long as there are brave people in front of them, they will not dare to take a step forward." She finally understood what Lockhart had just done. move.

Although Lockhart did not use the legendary blue fire, this did not hinder the glorious image of Lockhart in the hearts of Mrs. Weasley and Hermione. After all, Gryffindor-style bravery and Ravenclaw style The wisdom of the two do not conflict, and can even be said to complement each other.

When something like Newyu's image that should only exist in the clouds descends to earth, few can continue to remain sacred. After entering the Ministry of Magic and becoming Mr. Weasley's colleague, Lockhart is undoubtedly more real than the image in the book, but But also more alive.

Ginny lacks Lockhart's pile of expensive books, so although she also finds it cool to see a man holding a wand holding a group of people, and Lockhart's teaching level is also very high, she She still felt that Harry Potter was more in line with the image of the savior in her mind.

Don't ask why, ask is the filter effect.

Mrs. Weasley sighed in her heart that her two worry-free sons were stubborn.

How bad was it that they didn't get an excellent Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Hermione and Ginny started chattering about what just happened.

After such a scene, they really couldn't sleep.

Seeing that the two girls were both sleepless and in high spirits, Mrs. Weasley had to intervene.

She stroked her daughter's hair, "Okay, go back to sleep now, staying up late is bad for your health, or... Would you like a glass of hot milk before going to bed? There's a big box of that Muggle thing called the "refrigerator" . "

"Okay, Mom."

Ginny had always looked nice in front of Mrs Weasley, but when she and Hermione lay on the bed in the back room, the two sleepless girls started chatting privately again - something in Gryffindor House They can't do it.

After the riots subsided, the Weasleys, Sirius, Harry and the others, finally came to the parking lot next to the camp to check the situation.

After learning that Mrs. Weasley and the three of them were all right, they were relieved - who knows if those Death Eater purebloods will harm others.

Mrs. Weasley also took the opportunity to ask the question in her heart: "Arthur, I just saw fireworks from the Ministry of Magic public officials, what happened?

Mr. Weasley yawned: "It's not a big deal, I just heard them say that someone from the Bulgarian International Department told the guard that they wanted to see someone, and they went there secretly, and now they can't be contacted, and the owl can't track them either. To... I guess it's to the nightclub in Knockturn Alley?"

Chapter two hundred and sixty seventh upgrade shadow

In a temporary protection camp set up by the Ministry of Magic, Moody is furious.

"Which **** let him out?"

He had a cold face, and there was a chilling anger in his tone even though he tried to suppress it.

Although old Moody had already retired, when he started to curse, these authentic Aurors could only be disciplined obediently, not daring to speak back.

- On the one hand, it is because Moody's qualifications are old, and on the other hand, they did something wrong. Several Aurors guarding the door were a little embarrassed, and then their eyes focused on one person.

""Williamson! "Moody's eyes fixed on the young Auror. "What did that guy say before he went out?" "

"He said it wasn't the first time he came to England, so he wanted to go to a bar to relax..." Williamson quickly explained, "They are VIPs after all."

"Then why didn't you send someone with you?" Moody asked, pressing forward. Williamson's expression became more cramped.

"This... It's really difficult for us to follow in some places, and the distinguished guests don't like to do anything with people beside them. Before he entered the camp, he also bought a few washed lamb intestines, so I..."

Of course Moody knew exactly what washed intestines were. In fact, because he has never been able to find a partner, he used this thing several times in the bar room when he was young.

But now the crux of the matter is not here.

"So you decided to open one eye and close one eye." Moody's hatred

Bucheng said in a tone of voice, "...Well, who gave him the authority 0?

Williamson glanced at the blessing and hurried out of the tent with a nightcap on his head.

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Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking.

How could Moody not understand when he saw him like this.

"Forget it, you don't need to talk about it." He took out his wand, "Come and find two people with me, but I can't even find the Tracking Charm. He's obviously blocked, and I don't know what he's going to do... oh, Gilderoy, you're back."

Using the firelight, Lockhart looked around at his colleagues who looked depressed, and found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

"It should be resolved on my side. Did something happen here during my absence?" he asked.

"On the cipher first!" said Moody gruffly, "Dobby Bludger."

"Break Harry's head." Lockhart took it immediately.

Moody nodded lightly and confirmed Lockhart's identity—the password was correct. If it was an outsider, he would definitely not know the connection between the two things.

"When we woke people up just now, we found that the Bulgarian international director was not in the hotel tent." He told Lockhart that Wu also told our people to go to the bar to relax, and then people couldn't find them. "

"Not here?" Lockhart was also taken aback, "Can't find the Tracking Charm?"

"Yeah, that's the problem. I can't find the tracking spell. The bartender and some people at the bar said they had seen him, but they said they didn't know when he left." Moody said with a gloomy face. A message that alarmed Lockhart.

"Wait a minute..." Fudge interjected suddenly, still wearing a nightcap, "I don't think it's a big deal, right? He went out to have some fun, so he cast a shielding spell..."

Moody snorted, apparently too lazy to explain to Fudge.

Lockhart had to take the job: "But they're leaving the next day with the recharged door key, so even if he finds a sweetheart in the bar, he can't run to anyone else. He spent the night there, not to mention that he had no need to spend his time in England, and he didn't even tell his deputy and the head of the sports department." How dare he lie to us? But...they are guests, so there's nothing wrong with giving them some free space, right? And what can he do? "Fudge was puzzled.

Lockhart decided not to answer the question at all.

He turned to Moody, and began to ask what he cared about most: "Alastor, are you sure that's really the director of Bulgaria?"

Moody immediately understood what he meant: "Absolutely sure, at least until I escorted the guests into this camp, I didn't see a trace of my magic eye, and he didn't drink anything during the game. "

For some reason, Lockhart suddenly remembered the quarrel he overheard outside the toilet door.

"Where's the camp? Has anyone seen him in the camp?" Lockhart hurriedly continued to ask

Moody turned his gaze to Kingsley Shacklebolt, who shook his head at him.

"In other words, no one has seen him in the camp..." Lockhart thought for a moment, "let's ask tent by tent, maybe when we found him, he was sleeping in a tent with a certain lady and said indefinite."

Moody thought for a moment, then nodded: "It seems that's the only way to go."

This is the downside of working at the Ministry of Magic. I am very busy when I am free, but I am very busy when I am busy. Even if Lockhart has not slept well for several nights in a row, he still has to accompany other people. Together, the searches are carried out tent by tent.

The work did not go very well, because after the World Cup everyone

It was very lively for a while. At this time, most of them were sleeping very deeply, and many people also drank alcohol, so trying to wake up these wizards became an extremely hard work.

Because Lockhart speaks Bulgarian, he was in charge of checking the top Bulgarian fan zone, and he had to ask tent by tent in half-familiar Bulgarian.

Of course, the people who are woken up in the middle of the night will not have a good temper, even if the person who wakes them up is Gilderoy Lockhart. They basically got up from the tent swearing and sent him away with a "greeting" from Bulgaria.

Although Lockhart is also a belly of fire, he still has to keep smiling, so angry.

When he avoided a candlestick that flew out of the tent and left in front of the twenty-seventh tent he was in charge of checking, a red magic light bomb suddenly rose from the corner of the camp, so he immediately rushed towards the location of the signal flare.

After he landed, he found that the person who sent the flare was Dawlish who had just returned to the camp, and his location was the concentration of tents of the pureblood family.