All the gifts of fate have already been secretly marked with a price.

Malfoy thought to the phrase he had read. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now Lockhart on the stage is proud, obviously everything is because of him, but now he looks like a savior, which seems to be very unfair.

But in fact, it's quite fair.

He has already paid a heavy price for this.

Because now Merlin is probably the only one who knows how long Lockhart has to live.

Even in magical worlds, there are some laws to follow, such as Gamp's Basic Transfiguration Laws, which are vaguely similar to some of the theorems discovered by physicists in Muggle societies.

That's conservation.

The original Ginny can escape because the diary was destroyed, which can be explained by the fact that the vitality deprived by the diary was returned to her.

Lockhart? Maybe he wasn't so lucky, because he might have exhausted his future long ago.

There should be no dispute that the people at the top of the pyramid in the wizarding world are Dumbledore, Voldemort, and Grindelwald, both in terms of mana and spell-casting skills.

As for the second echelon, some of the professors in Hogwarts who are proficient in combat should be able to be counted, and even so, Snape can be regarded as the best among them, in the original story, he can have a slight upper hand in the battle with Professor McGonagall, and Flitwick can also escape after joining the battle, and his strength should not be underestimated.

The question then becomes, how much does Lockhart have to pay to defeat Snape in a proper duel, even if Snape may be a little lighter.

This question may have to be left to Merlin.

As far as Voldemort, a cult leader, even if he is only a young man, it should be very common to master some dark magic that overdraws his life to improve his strength.

Lockhart may have to thank him for his talent to be considered mid-to-upper, otherwise he would not be able to continue to stand on the stage and brag about his exploits that did not belong to him.

Rewind to a recent past.

"Professor, I suggest you pay attention to Lockhart. Some hoarse and low voices came from Snape's mouth, a first-class wizard would not be arrogant, nor infinitely arrogant, Snape, who had a clear understanding of his own strength, did not care as much about victory or defeat as his students seemed to be, even if Ron and Harry felt that his face was frighteningly white after the defeat. He cares more about someone's abnormality and someone's safety than about winning or losing.

So after the end of the Dueling Club, Snape proposed this to Dumbledore.

The office was still cloudy, the silverware was puffing smoke, and Dumbledore was tearing the wrapper of a piece of candy at his desk, as if he hadn't noticed Snape's suggestion.

"Severus, please help an old man who is no longer very good at his hands and feet, such as tearing open the candy package for him. Dumbledore didn't lift his eyelids, and casually threw a piece of candy in front of him to Snape.

It's a clumsy way to change the subject.

With a "click", the sugar fell to the ground. There was a slight slamming sound on the floor, as if announcing Snape's protest.

Obviously, he didn't go next.

"Oh, well, Severus. Dumbledore felt the anger rising from the man in front of him, even though he remained silent.

"You're too suspicious. Dumbledore slowly spat out these words, and the old man's deep voice seemed to have the magic of calming his mind.

"We don't have the energy to care about the strength of a professor, as far as I know, Lockhart was also a man of the year in school, isn't it normal for a good student to grow into a good teacher?" Dumbledore said to Snape with a smile.

"But—" Snape clenched his wand.

"I know what you're trying to say, no matter how good a teacher is, I can't avoid accidents in the classroom, after all, it's his first time in class, and nervousness is inevitable. Dumbledore glanced at Snape and continued, "I guess you can't guarantee that Neville Longbottom won't make a mistake in class, can you?"

"But—" Snape was about to continue, but was interrupted by Dumbledore again.

"Professor Snape, my advice is that you'd better take care of your potions, and it's up to you to make potions when the mandrakes are ripe. Dumbledore's tone became more serious and lower, as if he was thinking of his petrified students.

"Very well, Mr. Headmaster, I think you will be satisfied. ”

Snape didn't hold on, lifted his wide robe back, and strode out the door, but when he was about to step out with his last foot, there was still a palpitating anger hidden in his cold tone.

"It's just that I hope that the next time you look for the potion I configured, there is no word resurrection as a prefix in it. ”

After saying that, the door of the office closed quietly and automatically, but under this calm, perhaps there was an undercurrent.

"Waste is not a behavior to be promoted. ”

Dumbledore sighed softly as he fumbled to pick up the candy that had just fallen and dusted it off. Then I started looking for a place where I could easily tear open the package.

"Sting. "The package was torn open.

Unlike the nerve-wracking situation just now, Dumbledore now seems to be at ease.

Whether he was pretending to be crazy and stupid just now, or whether he is using magic now, maybe only this old man knows.