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"Yes, Gildero," Professor Sprout interjected, "didn't you say last night that you knew exactly where the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets was?" ”

"I-this, this, I-" Lockhart stammered.

"Didn't you tell me you knew with certainty what the monster was inside?" Professor Flitwick also chimed in.

"I—Did I say that? I don't remember ......"

"Of course I remember what you said, and you said that you were sorry that you didn't get to fight the monster before Hagrid was captured." "Didn't you say that the whole thing was a mess and that you should have been left to deal with it from the start?" ”

Lockhart stared dumbfoundedly at his co-workers with straight faces.

"I ...... I really never ...... You're probably mistaken......"

"Well, then, Gildero, we'll let you deal with it," Professor McGonagall said, "and tonight is your perfect opportunity to show what you can do." We promise that no one will get in your way. You can deal with that monster on your own. Now it's finally up to you to do it. ”

Lockhart looked left and right in despair, but no one came out to help him. He doesn't look handsome at all now. His lips trembled, and his face was devoid of his usual smile with sparkling teeth, and his jaw was shriveled and he looked thin and haggard.

"Well—well," he said, "I- I'll go to my office, get ready—get ready." With that, he left the room.

"Alright," Professor McGonagall said, her nostrils flapping and snorting, "finally out of his way. Now, the deans of the colleges go and inform the students of what has happened. Tell them that the Hogwarts Express will take them home early tomorrow morning. Other teachers make sure that no student is left outside the dormitory. The teachers stood up and left one by one.

"Harry, Ron." At this time, the three of them were in the corridor of the school, Xingzhe said steadily. “

Harry and Ron both looked at Sei-che, the amazing first-year.

"Prepare well, and in the evening, we'll go find Lockhart."

"What are you looking for him to do?" Ron asked sadly, apparently now he was very worried about his sister.

"He should know what we know, isn't he preparing to enter the secret room! We can tell him where we think the Chamber of Secrets is, and tell him that it's a basilisk in it. ”

Harry couldn't think of any other way, and he wanted to do something, so he agreed to Xingzhe's proposal.

Ron also felt that this was a feasible plan, so the three of them agreed on a specific time to meet again.

Xingzhe returned to the dormitory, everyone was tidying up, everyone looked tired, Xingzhe didn't pack anything at all, he found the giant sword directly.

"Senior, there may be an important battle tonight, there is a basilisk, the basilisk of the Western world, it is a little difficult, I need your help."

"Heh, boy, now you finally think of me? Got it! ”

Xingzhe's mouth was shattered, and the effect of the sword technique was manifested, and the long sword was shortened to a ten-sized size, and Xingzhe put him on his back.

"Owen, what are you doing here?" Joe looked at Owen in confusion.

"It's quicker to pack things that way." Dropping a sentence, Xingzhe left again, coming in a hurry but also in a hurry.

By the time the three of them met secretly and walked downstairs to Lockhart's office, night had fallen. There seems to be a lot of movement in the office. They could hear the sound of rubbing, crashing, and hurried footsteps.

Harry knocked on the door, and there was a sudden silence inside. Then the door opened a very thin slit, and they saw one of Lockhart's eyes peeping out.

"Oh...... Mr. Porter...... Mr. Weasley...... And Mr. Paul......" he said, opening the door a little wider. "I'm busy right now. I hope you have something to say......"

"Professor, we have something to tell you," said Harry, "and we think it will be of some help to you. ”

"Well-that's right--not really-" They could see that Lockhart's face was nervous. "I mean--well-well."

He opened the door and let them in.

His office was almost completely emptied. Two large suitcases were placed on the floor open. Clothes of various colors, emerald green, lilac, and dark blue, were haphazardly stacked in one of the suitcases. Books of all kinds were piled up in a mess in another suitcase. It turned out that the pictures hanging on the wall were stuffed into a cardboard box on the table.

"Are you going somewhere?" Harry asked.

"Well, yes, yes," Lockhart said, ripping a life-size poster of himself from behind the door and rolling it up, "I've got an urgent notice...... Can't hide from ...... Had to go ......."

Really.... This waste is getting ready to run! Xingzhe thought to himself.

"And what about my sister?" Ron asked impulsively.

"Ah, as for that thing - how unfortunate it was." Lockhart said, avoiding their gaze and pulling open a drawer and packing the contents into a large bag, "No one feels more sorry than I do—"

"You're the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher!" Harry said, "You can't go now!" There's so much evil stuff going on here! ”

"This, this, how do you say it...... When I took the job...... Lockhart muttered indistinctly, piling his socks on top of the suitcase, "the work regulations didn't include ...... I didn't expect ......"

"You're saying you're running away?" Harry said incredulously, "But you've written so many amazing books?" ”

"Books can deceive people." Lockhart said slyly.

"You wrote it!" Harry shouted.

"My dear child," Lockhart straightened up, frowning at Harry, "think about it with your common sense. If I didn't make people think that I did all of that, the book wouldn't sell well. Readers won't want to read about an ugly old American wizard who saved a village from the scourge of werewolves. Put his picture on the cover, and it won't be hard to look at. He has no taste at all in his clothes. And the witch who expelled the female ghost of Wanlun, she is an open-mouthed! I mean, you think about it......"

"So you're just putting all the stuff that other people do on your own account?" Harry asked incredulously.