Chapter Seventy-Six: The Miserable Lockhart
Headmaster, I just want to make a joke on everyone, relax your mood, and cultivate your sentiments. ”
At the dinner, Lockhart sat at the guest of honor and explained loudly.
But although he was soft-tongued, he was quite proud in his heart.
Since the last time the dueling club was held, most of the students knew that he was a liar, and not many people were willing to believe him.
For example, this greeting card...... It's an intuitive number, most female students don't send greeting cards anymore!
It shouldn't be like this!
So, Lockhart came up with this trick and successfully attracted the attention of most people.
It worked so well that everyone was still discussing it until dinner.
"Is that a joke? Many students were scared! Professor McGonagall said angrily.
The Dark Mark was a terrible thing in those days!
Professor McGonagall knew of a friend: once, when she came home from shopping, she noticed a dark mark floating in the distance, and she thought about going to watch it...... Finally, it was found that the mark was over her house!
McGonagall still remembered the look on her face.
"It's not the same thing as the Dark Mark mark, it's just my profile picture." Lockhart insisted.
Dumbledore was silent, squinting at Lockhart.
"Don't be nervous, but I think it's good." Snape smiled uncharacteristically, "Here, drink some whiskey!" ”
Snape offered Lockhart a glass of wine.
"Ha, how do you know I like Bushmill whiskey?"
Professor Lockhart sniffed his glass and excitedly said, "Snape, are you also a fan of my books?" ”
He grabbed Snape's hand.
Snape endured his nausea and said, "Of course I am, come, drink this glass of wine first!" ”
"Okay, but with some red wine, it should taste better!"
Lockhart poured the red wine in front of him into the whiskey and drank it down.
"Yes, yo! Euphoria was also added. Loja commented.
"Headmaster, you can't let Lockhart do that!" Professor McGonagall's voice was high-pitched.
"It doesn't matter." Dumbledore said softly.
He closed his eyes and began to think about something.
"Laissez-faire...... Let me go for what? Lockhart looked confused, and he turned to stare at McGonagall with a strange expression on his face.
"You have to apologize to the whole school for scaring them." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said solemnly.
"That's right, I have to apologize." Lockhart suddenly had a sad expression.
"Professor McGonagall, you're right, I'm sure I've scared my Britney."
"Huh?" Professor McGonagall was stunned. "Britney?"
"yes, the one I love the most." Lockhart bared his shiny teeth again.
"What does the person you love have to do with what we just talked about?" Professor McGonagall said impatiently.
"Of course, the person I love is at school." Lockhart looked at Gryffindor's table.
"Professor Lockhart, are you in a relationship with a student?" Professor McGonagall overturned the gold cup in front of her.
"How dare you?!"
"That's not the case," Lockhart sighed, "you...... You don't understand. ”
"No, today is Valentine's Day, I'm going to confess." Lockhart staggered to his feet.
"What are you going to do?" Professor McGonagall stood up.
Lockhart's gaze was always in the direction of Gryffindor, who were all her students.
Lockhart's incompetence doesn't matter at all, she can't tolerate this liar and attack her schoolgirls!
"McGonagall, don't stop me!" Lockhart said angrily.
"I can't stand it anymore, I have to confess! I can't miss him. Lockhart said hoarsely.
"...... him?!"
Professor McGonagall was dumbfounded, and subconsciously glanced at Lockhart's glass.
All the professors sensed something wrong with Lockhart's glass.
Everyone looked at Snape, but the professor pretended to be fine.
He smiled, "Go ahead, the person you're looking for is at the Gryffindor table."
You see...... The dead dwarf next to Ron Weasley, that's him! ”
"Oh, Severus, you're such a nice man." Lockhart fumbled in his pocket and quickly signed a name with a quill.
"Here, here's my autograph."
Snape took it with nausea.
"How do I look?" Lockhart straightened his hairstyle.
"Very ...... Handsome! ”
"It's amazing." Lockhart couldn't wait to walk towards the Gryffindor table.
Lockhart's blonde hair shimmered in the light of the candles, and he had a characteristic smile.
Harry's heart pounded, and he felt like Lockhart was coming towards him.
You can't go wrong with that gut!
Damn it!
Wouldn't it be a reply to his readers again?
"Help me Ron, don't let Lockhart come over." Harry urged, "I don't want to go with him to write fan letters!" ”
Harry stood up, ready to run.
Ron let out an oh and hurriedly stopped.
"Professor, I don't understand the content of your book, I want to talk to you alone, how about going to your office?" Ron said this in shame.
But Lockhart kicked Ron away with a kick that didn't give him the slightest chance to use the unspoken rules.
Before Harry could take two steps, he was grabbed by a pair of hands.
"Hey, you! Harry Potter! A dwarf with a particularly gloomy face exclaimed, "This is your love letter, you must listen to it!" ”
It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight!
"Don't be here." Harry whispered, pleading. "Go to my dorm!"
"Stop, don't move!" The dwarf grunted, and with great strength, dragged Harry back.
"Here's your Valentine's Day gift with a singing voice:
His eyes are as green as a freshly pickled toad, he is as black and dashing as a blackboard, I hope he is mine, he is really handsome, a warrior who conquers the Dark Lord. ”
There was laughter from the crowd, and Harry's face flushed.
Crucially, Lockhart is here.
The last time he served Lockhart overnight, Harry's right hand couldn't lift for a week, and he was in a trance.
Harry closed his eyes in despair as he watched Lockhart approach.
Lockhart rushed over and grabbed Harry's messy hair.
"Stay away from him, Potter, you're going to grab a man with me?" Lockhart said angrily.
Harry: "?? ”
Lockhart knocked Harry down with a punch, hugged the dwarf, gently raised his chin, and smiled wickedly.
Dwarf: "?? ”
The two looked at each other for nearly a minute, and Lockhart said softly, "Let's go, go to my office, and let's have a good chat about the process of 'subduing' the trolls...... You can cooperate with me and put on a show! ”
"But...... Potter's love letter ...... "The dwarfs are still very dedicated.
"Jean Potter ...... To hell with it! Lockhart pulled out his wand and said to Harry, "Pass out!" ”
"Alright, no one bothering us now."
Lockhart put his arm around the dwarf and walked towards his office.
Only the unconscious Harry and the bewildered Ron were left behind.
"Headmaster...... This...... What to do? Professor McGonagall panicked.
Snape laughed, "Take it easy, Professor McGonagall. Obviously, we can't stop Gilderot from finding love? Isn't it? ”
Dumbledore opened his eyes and glanced sternly at Snape.
Snape muttered, "We all know he's a liar, think of the wizards he cast the Oblivion Charm."
There is also the Mark of the Dark Magic...... It would be nice not to send him to Azkaban! ”
"Go give Lockhart the antidote." Dumbledore said softly.
"Okay, I'll go!" Snape pouted.
He added another sentence in his heart: "I'll go in a while." ”
At the end of the dinner,
All the students, crowded in the hallway, were heading towards the common room.
Everyone stopped suddenly.
Because in Lockhart's office, there was a heart-rending scream!
Ahh......hh
Appeared!
Everyone turned their heads to each other, and the next person who was attacked finally appeared!
Innocent Professor Lockhart.
It's pathetic.
Murderer?
It must be the "duo of Bo and Wei"...... At dinner, everyone saw Lockhart beat them up!
That's a good reason.
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(Thanks to the "Deep Sea Turtle" boss for the tip.) )