Hogwarts: Harley from the Witch Path

Chapter 75 What level are you!

Author: It’s Witch Harley

Chapter 75 What level are you!

After listening to Harry's words, Professor Lockhart shook his head:

"It seems that our Miss Harley doesn't quite understand her political status! But time is tight, and in order not to make Professor Sprout even more angry, I won't explain it to you in detail.

If you really want to know, consider coming to the office to see me tonight! My office door is always open to any little witch who wants to learn!"

At this point, Professor Lockhart paused and winked at Harry.

Harley's expression did not change at all, she was still smiling.

Professor Lockhart continued: "Anyway, what I mean is, should we cooperate?"

"Um?"

"Just work together to make newspaper headlines!" When it comes to his own immediate interests, Professor Lockhart still explained it very comprehensively.

"You see, I am so handsome, Hallie is so beautiful, we are both very charming;

I am an honorary member of the Dark Arts Defense League and the holder of the third-level Order of Merlin, and you are the one who defeated the Dark Lord and have a very high political status;

Plus I heard that your grades are so good and I am also a genius.

So you see, we overlap in so many places, and the compatibility in so many places is very good!

So we can definitely cooperate for a long time and occupy the headlines!

As long as we make a small operation and stir up some hot-button events, and then create some scandals in a few years, it will be very easy..."

Professor Lockhart suddenly didn't dare to say a word because he realized that he suddenly couldn't move.

Professor Lockhart's whole body seemed to be tied up with invisible ropes, and he was trapped in place.

And he clearly felt a faint stinging pain in his throat, as if a sharp needle was pressing against his neck.

Outside the third greenhouse, I don’t know when it was covered with slender, sharp, and extremely tough spider silk.

Behind Harry, a swing made of pure white spider silk appeared. Harry lightly jumped onto the swing and looked at Professor Lockhart with a smile.

"Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, I can't seem to understand what you are talking about?"

Harley crossed her legs, made a fist with one hand and pressed it against the side of her face, while the other hand made inexplicable movements in the air, as if controlling a puppet.

"I don't seem to understand the scandal you mentioned?"

Lockhart's face turned pale: "Then...it doesn't matter if you don't understand...really, it's not important!"

"Isn't it important?" Harley smiled coquettishly and continued to move her hands.

Professor Lockhart felt the sharpest needle against his neck drawing circles on his throat, as if testing where he could kill him with one blow.

"It's...it's really not important! No, it's really important!" Lockhart didn't know what he was talking about for a moment.

"Really, Professor, let me tell the truth." Harry smiled and clenched his fist in the air. Professor Lockhart suddenly felt that the threads that bound him were tightening.

"Are you really a genius? I just imitated the Acromantula and created a magic, but you couldn't resist it at all, which makes me doubt your strength!"

"This... this is just an accident. I didn't expect you to take action suddenly." Lockhart said with a slight stutter.

"Oh, could it be my fault? I'm so sad!" As he spoke, the thread tightened further, and Lockhart even felt a tightness on his neck.

He immediately tried his best and shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, it's definitely not your fault! It's my fault! I was too careless!"

"Huh! You know what's going on." The smile on Harley's face suddenly disappeared and replaced with a disdainful expression.

Lockhart's heart tightened when he saw this face-changing technique, and he realized that Harry was definitely not a good person, and he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to educate her in the future.

"So what's your level? Do you want to be on the front page of the Daily Prophet with me?"

Harry hooked his finger, and the specially strengthened sharp thread forced Professor Lockhart to look up at Harry.

Although Harley is not tall enough, she has been lifted into the air by the silk thread.

"If you dare to tease me, it would be... nothing. Anyway, you are luckier." Harley's voice was filled with disdain.

"I don't think Professor Lockhart will tell anyone what happened today, right?

Otherwise, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, a holder of the third-level Order of Merlin, an honorary member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts, and a five-time winner of Wizard Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award,

He’s about to make the headlines of the Daily Prophet because he was restrained by a second-grade wizard’s magic!”

Professor Lockhart nodded quickly: "Don't worry, I won't say anything...

No, I just came to Professor Sprout to discuss herbal knowledge today, I didn’t do anything else!"

"Okay then, go away! Don't harass me next time!" Harley said, snapping her fingers.

The threads that previously tied Professor Lockhart instantly turned into ashes.

The other threads were turned back into magic by Harry and taken back into the body.

Lockhart immediately ran towards the castle, and Harry walked into the third greenhouse without looking back.

In fact, she didn't mind working with Lockhart at first to gain some reputation.

After all, this is also a great opportunity to add anchors.

But for a flamboyant person like Lockhart, even though he seemed to have some real talent, Harry couldn't believe him.

What's more, when Harry tested Professor Lockhart personally, she found that he was really weak!

According to the information I learned from chatting with those girls last semester, such people are most likely to lose their homes in the Muggle world!

It must be the same in the wizarding world. They create a persona, but their own strength cannot maintain their persona. There will be ghosts only if the house does not collapse!

At that time, Harley's reputation is bound to be affected, further affecting her anchor.

But these are not the most important things. The most important thing is that Professor Lockhart actually wants to have an affair with her!

He is indeed a pervert! The kind who deserves to go to hell!

In the greenhouse, Professor Sprout is talking about mandrake.

Hermione stood in the last row, looking back at the greenhouse door from time to time.

After seeing Harley, she immediately raised her arm slightly and waved.

Harry also tried not to make a sound and slipped over.

"What does Professor Lockhart want from you?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

Several girls nearby who seemed to be listening to the class also immediately pricked up their ears and seemed to be very interested in this topic.

"It's nothing." Harley shook her head, "I'll talk about it when I have time."

After class, many girls wanted to gather around and find out what Professor Lockhart wanted from Harry.

However, Harry used the upcoming Transfiguration lesson as an excuse to escape easily.

Many other girls stayed where they were, talking among themselves, or wandering forward.

Obviously, they paid a price for this and were almost late for the Transfiguration class.

This made Professor McGonagall very angry.

The Gryffindors were still late, and the quality of their homework was average. They assigned themselves a simple task of turning beetles into buttons, but they still couldn't complete it!

The point is, the one I take the class with is Ravenclaw! Their success rate is extremely high!

This led Professor McGonagall to impose a heavy penalty on them all, requiring them to write a long paper.

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu for the tip!)

(End of chapter)