On their way back to Hogwarts Castle from Hagrid, Al and the others saw Professor McGonagall in the foyer, apparently waiting for them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Aaron, Potter, and Weasley. Professor McGonagall said with a straight face, "You guys are going to stay at night because you have violated the school rules, and you will be sentenced to confinement." ”

Al secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the incident of their fight on the court was big or small, as long as Gryffindor was not deducted points, he could accept any punishment.

"What are we going to do, Professor McGonagall?" Al asked.

"At eight o'clock tonight, you and Potter are going to report to Professor Lockhart and help him reply to his admirers. Professor McGonagall paused, then continued, "He called for you by name. ”

"What about me?" Ron asked, apprehensively.

"You go and help Mr. Filch polish the silverware in the prize showroom. Professor McGonagall said, "No magic, all with your hands." ”

When Professor McGonagall left, the Al looked at each other, especially Harry and Ron, both of whom had unhappy expressions.

"Not bad. Hermione said, "The punishment is much simpler than I thought, so keep up your good work." ”

"I don't think so. Ron said with a sad face, "I dare say, Filch will definitely kill me, there are hundreds of trophies in the showroom, if you don't let me use magic, when will I finish wiping it!"

"I'm willing to swap with you at any time. Harry said listlessly, "I don't do much of this kind of work at the Dursleys, but I write back to Lockhart's admirers...... It's going to be like a nightmare......"

Time passed before I knew it, and it was eight o'clock in the evening in a blink of an eye. Al led a reluctant Harry down the third-floor hallway towards Lockhart's office, and then knocked on the office door.

The door opened almost immediately, and Lockhart looked at them with a smile on his face.

"Aha, the little villains are here! ”

On the wall of Lockhart's office hung an uncountable number of framed photographs, brightly lit by many candles, and even a few with his own name on them.

Now Al can be completely sure that Lockhart is a very narcissistic man, because Al has never seen anyone who can hang his pictures all over the house with such fanfare.

"Sit down, you can write me a reply. Lockhart pointed to his desk, which was filled with letters from admirers, "Fame, I can't get out, and I have to reply to a lot of fan letters every day." ”

Although Lockhart's tone was complaining, Al could tell from his expression that he was completely immersed in this vanity.

Helping Lockhart reply to fans' letters is an extremely boring and boring thing, and time passes like a snail crawling again, and it can't be slower anymore.

At his desk, Al and Harry sit on a small stool, bowing their heads to reply to fans. However, after only writing two replies to the letter, Al was already a little unbearable, and he glanced at the time, and only a few minutes had passed.

It's just a waste of time, a waste of time!" Al's eyes rolled, and he suddenly came up with a solution.

"Professor Lockhart, may I ask you a few questions?" Al looked at Lockhart in an open-minded tone.

"Absolutely. Lockhart put down his pen and asked with a smile, "Just ask any questions." ”

"It's about your book "Breaking with a Female Ghost". Al said, "There are several different defenses mentioned in your book, and I've been working on how to fight ghosts lately, can you tell me more about it?" ”

"Oh?!" Lockhart said with a smile, nodding Al with his hand, "Honestly, the answer you wrote in the previous answer sheet made me suspect that you hadn't read my book at all, but since you mentioned ghosts now, it proves that you are still serious about reading it." ”

"Okay. Lockhart said with a smile on his face, "Since you want to know so much, I can tell you more about it...... How the hell did I get rid of them?"

Although Lockhart was very vain, he was a very good storyteller, he was very eloquent, and he talked endlessly, and in his communication with him, Al learned a lot of new knowledge that Al had never been exposed to before, as if opening a new door.

From discovering female ghosts, to approaching, to how to use various methods to eliminate and expel them, and protect people from harm.

It was Lockhart who made Al understand that in addition to powerful spells, it was necessary to have a smart head to defeat the enemy. The way he does things in his stories is very sleek and eclectic, which inspires Al a lot.

"Remember, no matter what method you use, as long as you can defeat your enemy, you will achieve the ultimate victory!" Lockhart said solemnly, "Don't let rigid thinking shackle your hands and feet. ”

Harry was also very attentive to the audience, although Harry had great doubts about Lockhart's true level, but he had to admit that Lockhart's stories were very exciting.

The candles in the office grew shorter and the light dimmermed, and it was only then that Al realized that they had been here for almost four hours.

It's a lot more interesting than a boring letter.

"Oops, it's so late. Lockhart patted his forehead and said, "I forgot the time when I was talking on a whim, you can already leave, and today's confinement is over." ”

"Thank you very much, Professor. Al said sincerely, "You have benefited me a lot, can I come to you often to ask questions in the future?"

"Absolutely. Lockhart was very satisfied with Al's attitude, and he said with a bright smile, "You are always welcome, and the door to my office will always be open to those students who are humble and eager to learn." ”

As he left Lockhart's office, Al was overjoyed with a great deal of gain, and he was so distracted that he nearly crashed into Harry in front of him.

"What's wrong?" asked Al, confused, "why don't you leave?" ”

"Did you hear anything?" said Harry, confused.

"Voices, no!" Al listened, and then nothing, and the hallway was eerily quiet.

Harry frowned, looked up at the ceiling of the hallway, and whispered, "There's a voice, right here, as if it's going to kill someone!"

Al listened carefully again, but he didn't hear anything.

"Okay, leave it alone, maybe you're having auditory hallucinations. ”