After class the next day, Lockhart honestly handed over 10,000 Galleons to Hermione, not daring to play tricks.

The main thing is that Luo's combat power is really pulling his hips, and the most important thing about the forgetting spell is to be surprised, when the other party is on guard, it is better to wash and sleep if you want to win with it, and you have everything in your dreams.

This magic itself is not meant to be used in combat, otherwise someone would use a spell to remove your weapon.

Isn't it fragrant to throw all of them at each other's forgetting spells? The Disarming Charm can only knock the opponent's weapon into the air, but the Oblivion Charm will directly make the enemy call you Daddy when it is activated.

In fact, it's really not fragrant, when the opponent is on guard, there is no need to defend the spell, just the magic in the body can make the forgetting spell invalid.

Therefore, Lockhart not only did not dare to be a demon, but also had to be accompanied by a smiling face when he handed over the money bag, and this feeling of having a future in the hands of others was really terrible.

The girl had the evidence that could send him to Azkaban at any time.

If the other party didn't have real evidence, Lockhart could still find a way to deny it, but yesterday Hermione directly took his wand off.

Lockhart, a guy running around the world, his wand is recorded in the Ministry of Magic of many countries, that is solid official evidence, plus the casting records that the flashback spell can trace, it is absolutely ironclad...

It also made him very haggard when he appeared in the auditorium, and his thoughts flew back and forth last night, hiring murderers, kidnapping, poisoning, and many "once and for all" thoughts tortured him enough.

Those "bewitching ***" scratching their heads and posing do look very attractive, but reason tells him that these are sinkholes. Among other things, Hogwarts would never sit idly by and watch her students disappear for no reason, not to mention that she was also friendly with the Scamanders.

Any of these actions could send him to Azkaban, and if the victim was an underage witch, he could get a kiss from the Dementors "once and for all".

So at noon that day, Lockhart, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, was in stark contrast to the energetic Transfiguration professor next door.

In fact, Ani didn't sleep all night yesterday, and dug a pit for half the night after saying goodbye to the little witch.

Well, it's literal, he really dug a big pit, I heard that bungee jumping is very exciting, I hope someone has some special feelings when jumping into the pit.

Thinking of his "unique" arrangement, even he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The picture is so beautiful that I can't think about eating now.

Unfortunately, the image that had been squeezed into his mind couldn't be driven away, so Aini took a few bites and took Jerry out to sweep up the rest of the food.

"Smack."

The little mouse sat on the table and patted his round belly, his round face full of satisfaction.

Under Lockhart's listless gaze, Jerry fumbled around for a moment, then pulled out a diary larger than it was like a lice.

Lockhart didn't think there was anything wrong, the wizarding world was much more outrageous than this, he had also seen the toilet bowl that had become fine when he was "collecting wind", and now when Mr. Professor goes to the toilet, he will subconsciously scratch the toilet first, and only after making sure that the other party is not abnormal can he sit on it with confidence.

But he didn't have time to think about anything else right now, and the longer he came into contact with the Horcrux, the more Lockhart longed for it, and when the diary appeared, there was no room for anything else in his eyes.

Be sure to get it, the sooner the better.

Lockhart was already on the verge of madness, and the same thing that made him feel like he was going crazy was the little Riddle's distraction in the diary.

During the time Jerry was in his hands, Tom felt like he was about to crack.

What the hell is he talking about outside! Shouldn't a young wizard of this age be easy to deceive?

[Oh, it's not right for them to do this, you should ......]

[Oh my God, your talent is amazing, I know a difficult magic ......]

[They can't understand you, I can, don't pay attention to those mediocre ......]

Riddle thought that he only needed a little trick, not even the confusing power of the Horcruxes, to make the young wizard die for him, and see him as a true friend who could share his secrets.

And when the other party completely opens his heart to him, he will be swallowed up completely.

But the guy who started writing and painting on him again is an out-and-out wonder.

Shouldn't a young wizard at this age make friends for later use? A cat doesn't have *** roots, you have a ghost relationship!

Before, he just mentioned that he likes sweets, so he rolled up the diary and threw it into the jam bucket, I really thank you.

And I don't have to put myself on the toilet every morning, I said I don't need to......

[You're doing the right thing, Jerry, but there's a better way to deal with this situation, I know a spell ......]

No matter how mad he was, when the new round of writing began, Mr. Riddle immediately got into the groove with dedication, trying to lead the conversation to his familiar routine.

It's strange, I fooled many of my classmates back then, but those words were useless to the strange outside.

And after being in contact for such a long time, the confusing power of the Horcrux has also had little effect, could it be said that the other party's thinking is distorted, so it can be completely unaffected?

If it weren't for the fact that a nearby consciousness was about to take on his own form, Tom would have suspected that the Horcrux's power of confusion had failed.

Lockhart stared at the diary and was addicted, when he was suddenly shocked out of his fascination by a "bang".

Aini slammed the cardboard box on the table, and when he caught the attention of the side, he took out a few pictures from it.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of milk was squirted out by Lockhart, and after coughing repeatedly, he looked surprisingly similar to the photo as he was dripping milk from his nostrils.

Nonsense, the same person in the same situation, it's strange if it's not like it.

"Professor Scamander, what are these?"

A certain professor wiped his face in embarrassment, feeling the golden light rising in front of him.

"A friend bought a picture of Hogwarts at a high price, and I heard that it was used to illustrate his manuscript, so I wanted to make some extra money."

The corners of Lockhart's eyes twitched wildly, look at how many photos you flipped, how can they all be your own embarrassment!

These things in the other party's hands are not as ruthless as the girls in their hands, but they can also help themselves get rid of many fans.

Can...... For the fans themselves, the more the merrier!

And that friend you're talking about, isn't he serious? Who would use so many ugly photos in their manuscripts? Lockhart glanced at the box, and there were probably hundreds of photos inside.

Spit and complain, Lockhart is not an unsophisticated person, but he is too purposeful to do things, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, and he will not spend any money on those things that he knows will not achieve his goal.

Did he really not know that his actions were disgusting?

No, the professors had put their disgust on their faces.

It's just that he understands that his home is not at Hogwarts, and the likes and dislikes of the professors don't matter, and in order to gain fans among his students and make his reputation further in England, those people are offended.

Anyway, with his true level, he can't play with them.

In terms of purpose alone, Lockhart's choice cannot be wrong, but his teaching ability is too stretched, and he expects the road to turn to powder, but in fact, the powder turns black, which can be regarded as jumping into a big hole.

And now, he saw another big pit, but he had to jump into it.