One person can't have only one side, just as Snape isn't a simple undercover agent!

It's just that the author of the original book gave Snape more pen and ink, arranged a more tragic past on him, and even biography him with the title of an entire book, which allowed readers to see a different Professor Snape, a more infatuated and sad person.

In the same way, we don't really know anything about Lockhart in the original book, except for the shortcomings shown by the author.

At least Clark didn't expect this person to be able to make up false memories.

Because Clarke, who has read the original book, knows that Lockhart's so-called adventures are nothing more than what he stole from others. But in the psychic messages he detected, it was found that Lockhart's emotions and memories were consistent with what he said.

This will happen, or Clark will lie to the point that he believes it and really thinks these things are his own; Either that, he has already reached Clark's psychic ability, and he has forged memories in a targeted manner to make Clark perceive it.

Clark naturally prefers the latter to the former.

It seems that the liar writer is not only a master of the Oblivion Charm, but also a master of Occlumency, Soul Capture, and is always vigilant, even with a small child.

Coupled with the enthusiastic scene now, Clark has every reason to suspect that Lockhart, the straw bag in the original book, is also a hidden master of mind magic.

Otherwise, it doesn't explain why he was able to sneak up on several wizards who provided him with story material. You must know that those wizards can complete the content described in his book, but they are all ruthless characters, and they can not miss a single attack in this situation, and the sneak attack is successful, even if the other party lowers his vigilance, Lockhart's strength should definitely not be underestimated.

Otherwise, what we should hear is the "famous author Lockhart was killed in a sneak attack" or "Lockhart's ultimate secret".

Of course, even though he felt he could learn something useful from Lockhart, Clark still had reservations about this guy's role at Hogwarts.

By this time the atmosphere on the first floor of the bookstore had been fully stirred up, and the crowd had added a few more books to support their idol in becoming a Hogwarts teacher, while Lockhart returned to his seat contentedly to continue his business signing.

Only Harry staggered out of the crowd with Gilderoy Lockhart's complete set of books and walked over to the Weasleys standing by the wall.

"You've just been in the limelight." Hermione made a joke when she saw Harry's embarrassed look, and then craned her neck to look around, "By the way, did you see Clark, he said we met here at the Blotted Bookstore today, why didn't you see him." ”

Mr. Granger stood behind, and his face was as ugly as constipation when he heard his daughter's words. Why is that rich kid coming today?

Harry shook his head, indicating that he hadn't seen Clark, and then poured all the books in his arms into Ginny's new cauldron and said to her vaguely, "I'll buy it myself......"

But before he could finish his sentence, a voice came that he hated and was familiar with, "You must like this, Potter?" ”

Harry straightened up, and then his enemy of destiny, Draco Malfoy, undoubtedly appeared in front of him with the usual mocking smile on his face.

Naturally, there is no need to say much about what will happen to these two people when they meet, not to mention that there is also a Ron who likes to join in the fun.

However, it was not just a few of them who came today, and the quarrel between the children soon developed into the corresponding elders behind them.

"Ron!"

Mr. Weasley squeezed over with the two brothers, George and Fred, "What are you doing?" It's too chaotic here, there's everyone, let's get out. ”

"Oops—Arthur Weasley."

It was Lucius Malfoy, still wearing the same robe that Clark had seen last time, with one hand on Draco's shoulder, and the same sneer on his face as his son.

"Lucius." Mr. Weasley said with a cold nod.

"I heard that my dude is very busy with official business," Lucius Malfoy's words sounded a little yin and yang, "so many plagiarisms...... I suppose they pay you a lot of overtime, right? ”

He reached into Ginny's cauldron, pulled a tattered copy of the Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration from between the new, shiny Lockhart books, and flipped through it.

It seemed like a normal move, but Clark stood in the shadows on the second floor, locked in his lock, like a top hunter, not letting go of Lucius Malfoy's every move.

He knew that the thing he had been waiting for for so long had now appeared.

"It doesn't seem to be, oh my God, if you can't even get a good pay, what's the benefit of being a scum among wizards?"

Mr. Weasley's face was redder than Ron and Ginny's.

"We have very different opinions about what the scum of wizards is, Malfoy."

"Of course."

Lucius Malfoy's pale eyes flickered, and his gaze fell on the Grangers, who were looking at them in fear, "Look at the friends you've made, Weasley...... I thought your family had fallen to the limit. ”

With a thud, Ginny's cauldron swirled towards Lucius Malfoy, and the books inside were scattered all over the floor.

But Malfoy lifted his cane and pointed at it, and the cauldron flew back at an even faster speed, along with seven or eight thick books with hard-shell covers, towards Mr. Weasley.

"Use your brains, We're wizards, not your fist-swinging Muggle friends."

Ginny and Hermione screamed in horror at the sight that flying cauldrons and brick-like books were about to crash into Mr. Weasley's head.

"Beware of ......"

Mr. Weasley didn't even have time to draw his wand to resist, he could only raise his arm to resist, but the next moment, the crucible and seven or eight thick books suddenly levitated in front of him, only a palm away from him.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that, Mr. Lucius." Clark walked down the steps of the wall from the second floor, his beech wand shaking lightly like a baton at a concert.

"Books are the ladder of human progress, not weapons for us to fight."

With his words, the books suspended in the air, like weary birds returning to their nests, flew back to where they were supposed to be on the shelves.

And the new cauldron also fell lightly into Ginny's hand.

Just an appearance, relying on a multi-target levitation charm without the smell of fireworks, Clark calmed everyone present.