Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Dumbledore nodded dully: "The elves searched every little wizard's bedroom, but they couldn't find the wordless book."

Harry was about to speak.

"Including yours, including Ginny's, including those who left school." Dumbledore added immediately.

"What about the professors?" Harry asked.

"Are you suspicious of Lockhart?" Dumbledore was surprised.

Harry nodded: "It can't disappear out of nowhere, lying in a stinking ditch is not like Vol... It's not like Tom would make a choice."

"But they are professors." Dumbledore shook his head, he still hesitated.

Harry glanced to the side, the empty seat: "You should be glad Professor Snape isn't here."

"Severus is different." Dumbledore said meaningfully, "I watched him grow up, from a little radish who was just eleven years old when he first entered school, to the age he is now."

"You should have watched Lockhart grow up." Harry said blankly, "He's not much older than Professor Snape, at most twenty years older."

"Lockhart is four years younger than Snape." Dumbledore corrected his mistake.

"He looks old." Harry waved his hand. "Age doesn't matter."

Dumbledore sighed: "I'll let the elf pay attention to him."

Harry shook his head vigorously and denied: "I hope you take action, the elf is unreliable."

"I will protect the students well..." Dumbledore looked serious.

Harry interrupted him: "How's your standing at Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore was taken aback.

Why did you ask such a question all of a sudden?

"Would anyone want to kick you out of Hogwarts, given the chance." Harry asked another way.

Dumbledore frowned.

"It seems that there is?" Harry thought deeply, "Then you should think about how to protect yourself, how can you stay in Hogwarts and settle this matter."

Dumbledore didn't speak, he understood what Harry meant.

Whatever happened to the castle, he, the Headmaster, bore the heaviest responsibility.

Three students have been attacked...

"Just investigating the professor's office, I think they will be very willing to cooperate with you." Harry struck while the iron was hot.

McGonagall immediately stated: "For the safety of the students, I am very willing."

Dumbledore remained silent.

"Did the magic power of the two who were attacked for the first time also run out?" Seeing that he was silent, Harry asked a new question.

Dumbledore nodded: "Yes, they're all - Tom is drawing their magic?"

"Obviously." Harry shrugged and nodded slightly. "He is very weak now. I guess there is a high probability that he will not kill people recently, or even avoid killing people."

"He wants to gather strength."

As he said that, Hali paused, took a heavy step, leaned forward slightly, and stabbed the old man's chest like a sword: "That's Tom, a man who is good at playing with fear, think about the word in his name." magic."

"He's going to create a bigger and bigger fear."

"Ordinary families, mixed-race families, pure-blood families..."

"When you accumulate enough power, kill another person!"

"Detonate this fear."

"Those who hate you will not sit idly by."

Harry raised his hand, pointed at his own eyes, turned around sharply, and poked Dumbledore's eyes fiercely from the air. Under the light of the candlelight, the cat's pupils shone with a chill: "Kick you out of the castle, Everything is convenient."

"You want to protect..."

"You're right, Harry." Dumbledore exhaled, nodded heavily, and stood up, "I should do it myself."

"Minerva, can I start with you?" He raised his head and looked at the serious lady standing next to the Weasleys.

Mag nodded: "Of course, I am willing to cooperate."

She was the last person to be suspicious, but since he had decided to do so, Dumbledore checked very carefully, and with a wave of his wand, everything in the office flew past his eyes, one by one, and returned to the original place intact after reviewing.

"It seems that I can rest assured." Professor McGonagall smiled knowingly.

"Minerva, you send the Weasleys back to the lounge, I'm afraid Harry will have to follow me for a while." Dumbledore nodded apologetically at her.

They then went to other people's offices.

Harry also met many professors he didn't know yet, Trelawney in Divination, Kettleburn in Care of Fantastic Beasts.

After checking the offices upstairs, it was Lockhart's turn on the second floor.

Dumbledore knocked on the door.

After a while, Lockhart came to open the door, wearing a gorgeous red robe, as if he just woke up, and hastily buttoned up: "Professor Dumbledore, why are you here?"

He tried to look surprised.

But there was no such emotion in his eyes, instead, he was beaming and exuberant - a bit higher than his usual posture.

"It was a dark magic item that opened the Chamber of Secrets." Dumbledore explained briefly, "but it disappeared from the little wizard's hands. We checked the students and it was not in their hands, so I wondered if it was someone The professor picked it up."

"Really?" Lockhart coughed twice.

It took half a beat before he realized: "Are you doubting me?"

"All the professors." Dumbledore smiled slightly, "Minerva, Felius, I have checked their offices."

"After you, there is Severus, and even Filch and Ruburt will not be left behind."

Lockhart took a half-step back and said with a long tail: "Okay then, Professor Dumbledore, please."

Harry squinted at him.

Dumbledore waved his wand.

Still very careful, everything in the office flew by before his eyes - bombastic biographies, letters in various pink backgrounds, and even a lace underwear.

All drawers open automatically.

Even Lockhart's clothes were lifted.

Harry froze.

There is no such thing as a book without words.

Dumbledore was also a little surprised. He waved his wand again, and every book, every note, and even every letter in the office stayed in front of his eyes, allowing him to quickly flip through the pages.

Biography, novel manuscripts, and even a bound volume of love letters.

All kinds of strange things appear, but there is no book that looks strange.

"How is it?" Lockhart couldn't hold back, and asked a little anxiously.

"No problem." Dumbledore shook his head and put everything back in place.

Lockhart heaved a sigh of relief and laughed dryly: "Professor Dumbledore, although I understand your feelings very well, I have to say that you suspect the wrong person!"

"I'm Lockhart, an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, and a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. If I found a Dark Arts item, I would have given it to you long ago!"

Harry narrowed his eyes, the expression in his pupils extremely serious.

"Of course I believe you, Gilderoy." Dumbledore smiled. "There are other professors' offices that have not been checked. I have to keep working."

"Of course, you are welcome." Lockhart walked around them earnestly, and opened the door enthusiastically.

Just walked out of the office.

There was a bang, and the door was slammed shut, and Harry could even hear the chair being dragged against the door.

"Harry, do you have a sense?" Dumbledore asked after walking away.

Harry shook his head and said hesitantly, "No, but something is wrong with Lockhart."

He struggled for a moment: "He's the kind... very pompous."

"Remember the previous few times?"

"Every time something happens, he can't wait to get involved, but not this time, he just wants us to leave."

"Maybe it's too late?" Dumbledore said softly, "At least I haven't found a single weird thing. I've checked everything carefully."

"I also tried it with magic power, and it's nothing more than ordinary."

"Voldemort at his peak may be able to hide it from me, but it...it's impossible to hide it from me in this state."

After speaking, the tone also became confused.

Like Harry, he was most suspicious of the new Professor Lockhart, who was becoming increasingly unreliable.

But the result was unexpected.

"By the way, Professor, there is one more serious matter you didn't tell him." Harry said suddenly when he was approaching the grand staircase.

Dumbledore was a little surprised, did he miss something?

"Three romances!" Harry raised his finger, "I saw in his notes that after coming to Hogwarts, he had at least three romances."

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