Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

It’s hard to have a plan in life, but I did it.

The reason why I have been able to go from being an "ordinary" wizard to where I am today and achieve achievements far beyond ordinary people is through planning.

I remember someone asked me: "Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, what did you rely on to achieve your status and honor today?"

I hid the answer and told him, "On my own merits."

Yes, everything I have achieved now, apart from relying on my super planning ability, the rest is all hard work.

As for my shameful methods...

The guilt in my heart is just because I suppressed those people with my strong strength, which really makes me feel pity for those people.

I'm still too kind.

But I've been having a rough time lately.

In other words, there is a small problem with life planning.

When I received Dumbledore's invitation, I was very surprised, followed by hesitation.

It is difficult for me to decide whether to go or not.

Not that I was worried about what to teach those kids.

In my opinion, the content in my books is enough to benefit those children for a lifetime.

The main reason for my hesitation is what I can get out of this job.

Unparalleled glory?

A position that everyone looks up to?

Or, a great adventure story?

In short, I never make a choice blindly.

After much hesitation, I settled on the golden name of Hogwarts.

Perhaps, going to Hogwarts to be encrusted with gold will be a happy journey.

Of course, in my heart, this is the glory of Hogwarts.

Without me, what would it be like even though it has a history of thousands of years and thousands of outstanding people?

With this thought in mind, I, Gilderoy Lockhart, came to Hogwarts.

I had a happy holiday for this, everyone was congratulating me, and countless fans wrote to me saying:

Hogwarts' best decision.

There are a lot of articles about me in the newspapers.

I had to frame those things for posterity to see.

However, the days after entering Hogwarts were not as happy as imagined:

Harry is a brainless hapless guy who wanders around every day.

Draco is an impolite aristocratic dandy, and he dared to laugh at me in public.

Even more hateful is the know-it-all lady.

Damn it, she actually asked me what I was teaching. Hadn't she even read my book?

Fortunately, there is Ginny, a smart, cute and thoughtful child.

She admires me and is said to be influenced by her mother.

This doesn't surprise me. My handsome appearance always brings me troubles that I can't avoid.

But when I really got to know her mother, I felt that we would not have anything in common - it was so pitiful that she gave birth to seven children, so I thought it would be better for us not to meet.

But Ginny also left me very quickly. I felt that this was all Gadget's trouble, because Ginny stayed with her in the later period.

In addition to Ginny, I also lost many other loyal students because people thought my courses were not good.

Today's children are too short-sighted.

In fact, as long as they read the books I wrote carefully in class, they can learn enough amazing skills.

It's a pity that they are too impetuous, and many of them have become trolls who can only wave their magic wands.

Supposedly my predecessor was the fault of this.

What is the courage to take action and combat skills to win?

Bullshit, clueless.

The children can no longer absorb nutrition from books, and I think it’s time for me to leave.

Perhaps, this is the so-called Curse of the Dark Lord.

But what the heck, the holidays are coming and I’m leaving.

I hope I won’t have any interactions with these damn brats in the future.

After writing this, Lockhart put down his quill with satisfaction, and then looked at his wardrobe.

"Wow~~"

The wardrobe automatically pops open, revealing the colorful clothes inside.

The originally bad mood immediately became happy.

Lockhart stood up and went to the wardrobe, running his fingers over the clothes:

Forget-me-not blue, lavender, turquoise, fuchsia, blood-red pink…

Lockhart ended up choosing an emerald green robe, thinking it would bring him good luck.

"Fortunately, Lockhart."

He said this to himself, and then turned around and walked out of the office.

Although he disliked teaching those children very much, he decided to persist until the end of the school year.

There are many reasons, but the main one is reputation.

No matter what, Lockhart would not allow his life to be flawed.

"It's been a waste of time. If I use this time to find stories, my life will definitely be more honorable."

He thought this as he walked along the stairs and prepared to go down to the second floor and go to the Dark Lord's classroom.

And just when he took the first step down the stairs, his head suddenly became dizzy.

His feet softened and he almost fell, but fortunately a senior student next to him helped him.

"Professor, are you okay?"

The student asked, but Lockhart pushed him away rudely.

Then, under the puzzled gaze of the student, Lockhart turned and walked upstairs.

"Damn, I wasted a whole year here."

"Lockhart has to make amends and I have to find a better story."

"Dumbledore, yes, he must have a good enough story, I just need to secretly give him a magic spell."

Lockhart thought as he strode towards the headmaster's office.

But when he reached the seventh floor, the only sanity left in his mind suddenly woke him up.

"Dumbledore is too powerful, I should make another choice."

"Yes, I was a little impulsive just now."

With this thought in mind, he turned around and walked back, but after taking a few steps, he felt dizzy again.

"He is already old. How can a man over a hundred years old defeat a young and strong wizard like me?"

"What's more, I'm so powerful. Trolls, female ghosts, and XZ snowmen, which one can't be solved by me?"

With this thought in mind, Lockhart turned around again, pulled out his wand and walked towards the eighth floor.

If Voldemort sees all this, he can guarantee 100% that this is not just the power of a curse.

Curses may make people temporarily lose their minds, but they will not make people do things far beyond their own knowledge.

Just like Quirrell last year, although he was cursed several times, he did what he could.

Challenge Dumbledore?

Don't make trouble, even Voldemort has no such idea.

But Mr. Lockhart is different. In his perception, he is great and powerful enough.

This self-brainwashing has penetrated deep into his bones.

When he decided to give Dumbledore a try, reason once defeated the curse.

But Lockhart, who has a strong heart, quickly used his ambition to overcome this timidity.

It has to be said that some people are born with courage.

There are also some people who gain their courage through self-hypnosis.

Lockhart clearly falls into the latter category.