"Professor Lockhart. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Harry, who was walking at the front, greeted him, but it could be heard from his tone that he didn't like the professor in front of him who didn't really have any real skills. "Why did you come down too. ”

"As a good professor, a professor who cares about his students at all times, of course I'm going to come down to help you deal with that monster in that abominable secret room!"

Benjamin glanced at Lockhart, not thinking he was there to deal with the monster. Otherwise, how could he only show up now?

Lockhart's trouser legs were now covered in mud.

"But," Lockhart smiled ruefully, as if he had missed his own awards ceremony. "Judging by your performance, it looks like you've dealt with that monster. ”

Neville shuddered and leaned in Ron's direction.

Benjamin coughed lightly, "Professor, what a coincidence you've come! We did just escape from that monster's grasp." Of course, it's all Harry's work. I'm sure everyone will know the news when we're out, and we'll be commended, along with Harry. ”

Benjamin looked at the growing smile on Lockhart's face and his unconcealed lustful gaze, and continued, "Maybe you can get a medal that is even more powerful than your smile award when the time comes!"

"Oh, that sounds enviable!" Lockhart raised his voice, and then unconsciously drew his wand and aimed it at the four who were no longer combative. (Benjamin puts the phoenix in his robe, and surprisingly, it doesn't burn Benjamin's clothes.) ）

"Professor, you, what are you doing!" Ron subconsciously raised his voice, and then very bravely raised his crooked, almost unusable wand.

Neville looked at Lockhart in disbelief, and if Benjamin remembered correctly, the poor boy seemed to have admired Lockhart for a time.

"Professor, you, what are you doing! Aren't you a hero?"

"Hero?" Lockhart laughed suddenly, "yes, I'm a hero, so I need your deeds to maintain my fame! Oh, I've already figured out the name of my next book, which is Lockhart and the Chamber of Secrets!"

"Finally revealing your true colors, I'm afraid those books were just made up by yourself, right?" Benjamin looked at Lockhart coldly, and began to weigh the strength between them.

"My dear child," Lockhart frowned, looking at Benjamin, "I've made these stories known to the others! 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 banished the ghost of Wanlun, she's an open-mouthed! I mean, you think about it, readers only want to see what they want to see!"

"You, you're a liar!" Harry snapped into his senses, looking at his Defence Against the Dark Arts professor in amazement.

"Harry, Harry," Lockhart said, shaking his head impatiently, "it's not as simple as you say. I have a lot of work. I'm going to track these people. Ask them how they could be so proud of those things. Then I'm going to give them an Oblivion Charm so they can forget about it. If there's anything I'm proud of, it's my Oblivion Curse. You know, Harry, I'm going to have to work a lot, a lot. You know, it's not just book autographs and celebrity photos. If you want to be famous, you have to be prepared to work hard for a long time. ”

Lockhart shook the wand in his hand at this time, "Look at you, you look dirty now, and you are just a bunch of little children, who will believe that you have solved the monster in the secret room! But in the case of the omnipotent Lockhart, everyone will believe it! My next medal, no doubt, will definitely be the highest honor that the queen has given me! Children, you have to thank me, at least I am proficient in what kind of life require spell!"

"You know, Professor, you're just losing too much at your point. Benjamin shook his head pityingly, and then, under the astonished gazes of the others, he opened his robe.

A phoenix the size of a dove, wrapped in flames, rushed in front of Lockhart.

"W-what is this!" Even the average elf can make Lockhart feel scared and overwhelmed, let alone a phoenix.

He threw his wand directly to the ground.

Harry and Ron understood and threw Lockhart to the ground.

Benjamin walked up to Lockhart, looked at him condescendingly, and then cast a binding spell on Lockhart.

Soon, our poor Professor Lockhart was tied up with a long, stiff black rope.

Benjamin thought for a moment, took off a sweat- and blood-soaked sock, and shoved it directly into Lockhart's mouth.

He leaned into Lockhart's ear, looked at his pained and fearful expression, and added in a whisper, "You should be glad that I'm not alone here." ”

Neville glanced back at Benjamin, lowered his head, and said with some shyness and some adoration, "Benjamin, you're amazing!"

The young phoenix flew to Benjamin's side again, and then held its head high triumphantly.

Ron and Harry didn't want to admit it, but Benjamin was useful at some point.

"Alright, I think we should hurry up. Harry quickly changed the subject.

Neville leaned over to Benjamin and apologized to him for what had happened to Frank.

Benjamin finally got impatient, and said to the little fat man beside him, "If you really don't want to go, it's better to think that the Longbottom family owes me a favor." ”

Neville nodded immediately, at least with his brain capacity, he didn't think that the favor of the Longbottom family was a big deal.

Harry made his way to the bottom of the pipe, looked at the long, dark passageway, and said with some uncertainty, "I think we need to think about how to get there." ”

Benjamin looked at the passage, then at his wand, and suddenly said with some disdain, "Have you all forgotten that spell that can make people float?"