Witcher at Hogwarts

"What a pity, Lockhart, I didn't want our relationship to come to this point." Ethan shrugged regretfully, "Torture Curse"

A light gray spell hit Lockhart's body. Lockhart's originally curved body was immediately stretched straight. There were lavender whip marks on his body, as well as various signs of torture. The knuckles of his fingers also quickly turned purple and swollen. The torture spell was taught to Ethan by Voldemort's diary. It was originally used by dark wizards to obtain information from other wizards.

Lockhart howled in pain and rolled on the ground, as if trying to avoid the invisible whip swinging at him. Ethan was kind-hearted and did not want to overly torture Lockhart, so he waved his staff and lifted the torture spell.

Lockhart had completely lost his previous elegance at this time. He collapsed on the ground like a dead fish. The exquisite robes he usually took care of were in a mess. His long, silky pale golden hair was messy and stuck to his forehead due to sweat. His body and face were now covered with dirt.

Lockhart looked at Ethan like he was looking at a demon. He jumped up from the ground with all his strength and ran towards the door, trying to escape outside to seek help, but the wooden door of his office had already been enchanted by Ethan. , Lockhart tried his best not to open it, and could only continue to look back at Ethan who was approaching him in fear.

If it were him in the past, he might have surrendered and cooperated with Ethan, but at this time, his heart kept thinking that he had been robbed of the spotlight by Ethan. Ethan was shining brightly in front, but he could only stand in front of him. The scene of no one paying attention behind him made him unable to relax no matter what.

Lockhart firmly believed that Ethan did not dare to kill him in Hogwarts. As long as he survived and waited for other professors to discover the abnormality and save him, then he would be the hero who exposed the Hogwarts Chamber of Secrets case and bring countless fame and fortune. The most important thing is that this is different from the stories he stole in the past. This is his own adventure!

"Lockhart, obediently hand that thing to me, don't force me to use this trick!" Ethan's face looked a little ferocious, and a red light shone on the top of the wand, which was the light of the Cruciatus Curse.

Lockhart's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and he shouted in horror: "This is the Unforgivable Curse, you don't dare to use it! You will be imprisoned in Azkaban for the rest of your life!"

"You're really right." Ethan regretfully extinguished the red light on the tip of the staff. Ethan had no intention of using the Cruciatus Curse to deal with Lockhart. It was a bit too far.

Before Lockhart could relax, a vicious smile appeared on Ethan's face. "Lockhart, what's the crime of casting a forgetting spell on others?"

Lockhart's face turned extremely pale for a moment. "I don't understand what you are talking about." He was still trying to resist.

"It's okay, I can help you recall your memories," Ethan said in a relaxed tone, "The old wizard who helped the entire village eliminate the werewolf curse, the witch who expelled the Wanlun female ghost, and a dozen brave and outstanding people You cast an oblivion spell on accomplished wizards, altered their memories, and then took their adventure stories as your own. Do you want me to continue, Lockhart?"

Lockhart's pale face showed a look of despair for the first time, and then he became unexpectedly angry. His face turned red quickly, and he even started yelling at Ethan, "Ethan, what are you doing?" Slander me! I want it."

Ethan frowned and punched Lockhart hard in the abdomen, making Lockhart's body arch up like a shrimp and knocking his next words back into his stomach.

"Think clearly about who you are talking to, Lockhart! Since I can understand your despicable deeds, I can naturally get evidence of what you have done! Think about the things you have done, enough to make Azkaban Imprisoned for life!”

At this time, the identities of the two people had inexplicably changed. Lockhart, who had been just and awe-inspiring just now, suddenly became the one being judged. As the "mastermind behind the secret room", Ethan's image became taller again.

Lockhart slowly straightened up, "I can give you that thing, but you can't reveal anything about me to outsiders." Lockhart finally relented, "I don't care about the dirty things you did. Where is the thing?" ?" Ethan kicked Lockhart impatiently.

Strangely, Lockhart calmed down when he saw Ethan's attitude. "It's in the secret compartment of the bookshelf." Lockhart stretched out his swollen finger and pointed out the location to Ethan.

Without much effort, Ethan got back Voldemort's diary. "If you had given it to me earlier, wouldn't you have had to suffer so much?" Ethan glanced at Lockhart complainingly.

Ethan's attitude made Lockhart grit his teeth, but considering the difference in strength, Lockhart still did not dare to get angry. "Please leave my office now." Lockhart found a chair and sat down shakily. Come down.

"Don't be so anxious." Ethan regained his playful smile after finding the diary. Ethan took the initiative to move a chair and sit opposite Lockhart, "We can talk about compensation now."

Lockhart glanced at Ethan in surprise and said, "I don't need any compensation. As long as you can keep the secret well, I won't report it."

"I said you compensate me!" Ethan glanced at Lockhart in surprise, and then Ethan told Lockhart how much precious magic Lockhart had damaged during his brutal search of his office. Materials, how many works of art were broken, how many precious herbs were destroyed, and how much damage was done to Ethan's fragile heart.

In short, Lockhart's behavior caused immeasurable losses to Ethan, and it would take 2,000 gold galleons to make up for it.

"Two thousand gold galleons?" Lockhart screamed, "Kill me! You can't get that much money even if you take me apart and sell me. You are blackmailing me!"

"Don't say that, Lockhart, I know you have made a fortune selling books, and 2,000 gold galleons must be a drop in the bucket to you." Ethan smiled like a poisonous snake.

As a professor, Lockhart shamelessly asked students to buy his own books as teaching materials. There were seven books in total, five Galleons each, which was undoubtedly an astronomical figure for poor students. Ethan thought he wanted 2,000 Galleons are completely reasonable and an act of justice.

It's okay not to say it. As soon as Ethan mentioned Lockhart, he started to cry in tears. At one time, he said that the bookstore and the publisher had to take a commission. At another time, he said that readers sent howler letters to urge updates. At another time, he said that he had spent all his money to write the article. When you become bald, you have to buy expensive hair tonics to maintain your appearance.

Lockhart especially cried to Ethan that there was a young Muggle-born wizard in the school who frantically used a Muggle printer to copy hundreds of his books and distribute them everywhere, causing inestimable losses to him.

Ethan almost cried when he heard how miserable it was. Ethan sympathetically patted the crying Lockhart on the shoulder to express comfort, and then said that 2,000 gold galleons, not a penny less.