The next day, a short article was published in the long-awaited Daily Prophet.

It's called: "Gilderoy Lockhart, a Good Writer, a Good Professor, a Good Man."

（《Gilderoy Lockhart，Good author，Good professor，Good guy》）

It also comes with a black and white photo of Lockhart, in which Lockhart smiles with a mouth of white teeth, this time no one thinks he is greasy, even if he is not used to seeing him on weekdays, he will sigh "Alas" to his photo because of the death of people.

Of course, only they know what this sigh means.

To the effect that Lockhart's rich adventures and best-selling works were praised, and his excellent teaching skills were mentioned in passing.

And it was emphasized that the loss to Luis was not a problem with his level of posture.

This is of course what Luis meant, after all, to belittle an opponent is to belittle oneself.

Only by making the opponent's image tall can you highlight that it is not easy for you to win.

On the day of the funeral, the entire Hogwarts Great Hall was recolored, and the guest of honor in the Great Hall was removed in favor of Lockhart's coffin. At the back of the coffin hung a huge black-and-white photograph, which was static to prevent the students from laughing.

The students also "spontaneously" changed into black and white clothes and came to the auditorium to participate in the mourning of Professor Lockhart.

Naturally, Louis will not be absent, and he brings his girlfriend and aunt to the mourning ceremony.

The two girls were dressed in very plain, very traditional English dresses today. Catherine wore a black V-neck suit skirt and a black mesh hat with a large brim, and the white lace gloves she used to wear were now black.

Ye Ziyan was wearing a black dress, without a hat, but pinned a plain little yellow flower to her ear.

As the so-called woman is pretty, filial piety, Louis admits that he is a little ape now.

When I'm in the office, my hands are not very honest, and if I don't have to attend a funeral later, I must have a good time first.

Solemn and solemn, Hogwarts is a professional team after all, and has hosted various banquets for many important people, including but not limited to weddings, funerals, promotions, etc.

Since he was a substitute professor, he did not stand in the pile of students, but stood in the pile of professors with Catherine and Ye Ziyan.

Lockhart's popularity is really not very good, at least among the professors, except for Professor McGonagall, who is really sad, the other professors are expressionless.

Especially Professor Sprout, he hasn't forgotten the fact that he was beaten and broke his arm before, and Lockhart didn't block him after that, and it was enough for Lockhart to hang up, and it was enough that she didn't come to make a noise of gongs and drums and firecrackers.

The Ministry of Magic also had a lot of people coming, and Fudge even came to Hogwarts to mourn Lockhart himself—even if he didn't like Lockhart anymore, he had to make a show.

After all, as we all know, Lockhart is his man, and if he shows the meaning of being a person at this time, then he, the Minister of Magic, will not have to do it.

Who else would follow him with all his heart?

Louis stood beside Fudge, said a brief hello, and stood there with a solemn face.

In a few moments, the people arrived.

Catherine looked at Vitaly's black veil on her head and whispered pityingly, "I don't think you'll be able to take off your beret in your life, Vitaly." ”

"You have to take care of it." Vitaly retorted quietly and glared at her fiercely.

"The white flowers on your chest are not pretty." Catherine glanced at the little white flower pinned to Vitaly's chest.

"Huh? Why? "Vitaly cares a little about Catherine's evaluation, the white flowers are not good-looking? How so, this has been carefully selected for a long time......

"I think a little white flag is more in line with your nationality." Catherine almost didn't laugh when she said this, but fortunately she held back her laughter in time.

"You!" Vitaly stomped her foot: "We're allies!" How can you insult me like that......"

"In a way, France is our uncertain ally." Louis took over the conversation, this kind of thing must be sung by the woman and the husband, and the mixed doubles is interesting.

Vitaly was so angry that she gave him a blank look and didn't continue to speak.

Catherine chuckled and reached out to take Louis's hand.

After a while, the funeral ceremony officially began.

The first was Dumbledore's speech as Headmaster, but Dumbledore found the eulogy too difficult to utter, so he beckoned Louis to come up and mourn Lockhart in his place.

Louis is certainly fine, he has no moral baggage at all about opening his eyes and telling nonsense.

He brewed his emotions for a moment, and almost instantly put on a sad face.

"Ah, why did you change your face so quickly?" Ye Ziyan asked in a curious whisper.

"I put you in the shoes of you, imagining how you would feel when I abandoned you." Before Louis could finish speaking, he was pinched by Ye Ziyan.

"Wow, it's not serious!" Ye Ziyan was angry and smacked him in shame.

Louis smiled, and was pinched by Catherine again.

"What are you doing?" Louis rubbed his aching waist, this time it was really defenseless.

Catherine snorted: "Let's deal with the scumbag!" ”

"......" Louis looked complicated, his face became even more sad, and he finally didn't say anything and walked onto the rostrum.

In front of everyone's attention, he sighed and began to speak.

"Today, we have lost a great writer, a great adventurer, a good professor, and at the same time, a good friend.

Gilderoy Lockhart's life was always full of joy and vigor, which made it easy for him to forget the daunting dangers that he encountered during his adventurous life. His dedication to banishing the dark creatures, saving ordinary people persecuted by the dark creatures, and bringing joy to wizards in the wizarding world is a daunting and onerous task that takes a lot of risks. It takes a lot of strength to accomplish these things.

In the life of Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, there was an ideal, as Arnold Bennett once called 'the great theory that uplifts people's spirits'. His optimistic attitude and positive yearning for life have infected many of our latecomers; And his humor is often beyond the meaning of humor itself; And his bravery is like a torch that lights our guiding light forward.

Today, we share Tifa's sorrow and her pride. We can be sure that the great man in heaven will not forget those who remember him. The faithful pilgrim had come out of the night and set foot in the dawn of heaven, and in the words of Bunyan, 'on that side the trumpet of welcome had sounded.' ’

Now, we are still walking in the twilight, but there is a lighthouse guiding us, which Lockhart does not have, and he is becoming a lighthouse, guiding us on our way. Today, let us give thanks to this man who has given so much of his life to the wizarding world. ”

Louis's language was so contagious that he was completely immersed in his eulogy, the heartfelt sadness that made even his classmates, who didn't like Lockhart, cry quietly.

Not to mention those Lockhart fans, some beat their chests and burst into tears, and some have already knelt on the ground and wept silently.

The Hogwarts professors were the exception, with Professor McGonagall blankly faced, Professor Sprout glazed over, Professor Flitwick wandering the world, and our Professor Snape looking like he had used Potter shampoo.

Louis saw that the atmosphere was almost exaggerated, and sighed in a low voice: "In the end, let me mourn the poor professor with a little poem." ”

"Severn gave him back to the Ness—

His heart, which does not beat, has become gray;

People buried him on the banks of the beautiful river,

The sound of water waves could be heard there.

Two times a day the Severn River rises at high tide,

At this time the salty sea water flowed past,

Make the murmuring of the river Ness half-silent,

and silence in the mountains. ”

At the end, Louis sighed softly, and the amplification magic was gone.

“Alas。”

He's fully into the play.

Tifa's legs were as soft as noodles, and she was completely prostrated on Lockhart's coffin, unable to help herself for a long time.

Louis shook his head and waved his hand to signal that the band could play.

The suona sound that appeared suddenly frightened the sad crowd into a thrill, especially Tifa, who was lying on the coffin, and even gnawed out a hole in the coffin, exposing the yellow wood color below, which looked so disobedient.

Of course, this was not something that Louis cared about, and he walked to his original position, ready to stand for a while and touch Catherine to soothe his emotions.

But he heard Fudge talking to him.

"A very moving speech, Louis." Fudge spared no effort to praise: "I really didn't expect your writing to be so outstanding." ”

Louis thought to himself, this is my writing, this is the eulogy of the iron lady and the lady of the Mei Ling Sect who do not have this history......

Of course, he couldn't say this, and he could only say haha: "I'm sorry, Minister Fudge, for a while, I made you smile." ”

"How so?" Fudge smiled like Maitreya Buddha: "Your Highness treats people with sincerity, this kind of virtue is just lacking in winning people now." ”

"You've won a prize." Louis said, the orchestra's suona sound became louder, it was really sad for the listeners, and the listeners were crying.

also completely covered up the conversation between the two people.

In short, what the two of them talked about, even Vitali, who was close at hand, didn't hear it, but the atmosphere between the two of them was always very harmonious.

Anyway, everyone is very happy, hello, hello, everyone.

Only Tifa alone is injured in a world that has been reached.

After Lockhart's funeral, there was also a tense and exciting final exam.

Since the basilisk didn't make waves for half a year, the course didn't fall behind.

Louis's exam was special, and he specially prepared a new scene for the students to test.

Anyway, the learning pace and magic level are the same in each grade, and it doesn't seem to matter if the map is the same.

Of course, only Louis and a few deans were watching, and they scored the students who were conducting the trial in the mirror world.

New scenes, spoilers are impossible to spoil, there will be no spoilers in this life, you can only keep the mystery like this.

Of course, the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam came last.

Before the exam, Louis had business to do.

He first found Neville.

"Actually, you have always had unknown talents that have not been developed." Louis said straight to the point, both in tone and expression, like selling Amway.

"Huh?" Neville was a little flustered, Louis couldn't be kidding me, was he? He thought to himself.

He's been ridiculed for his lack of brains, not just Slytherin, but Gryffindor himself. Even his grandmother disliked him for being stupid and forgetful, so she bought him a memory ball.

Like Louis said about him, he was really the first.

"I'm not kidding you, and I don't really need to." Louis was a little earnest. In Neville's astonished gaze, he pulled the dark sword from his sleeve and handed it to Neville.

If it weren't for the fear of scaring Neville out of the box, he would have wanted to get it out of his pocket.

Neville looked at the black and long dark sword in front of him, and his heart was inexplicably filled with longing.

"Pick it up and try it." Louis's words are eloquent.

Neville nodded, solemnly picking up the large sword in front of him.

Oddly enough, Neville felt as familiar as if he had met a long-lost relative.

He tried to swing it twice, shaving a small piece of the back off one of the chairs in the Gryffindor lounge.

"Alright, alright Neville, put it down." With a look of 'the Great Sage has received his magical powers', Louis pressed down Neville, who was still unsatisfied, and took out a few pieces of paper.

It is some basic swordsmanship, as well as various combat skills, such as upward picking, arrow step, lion slash, great Kalia, frost stomping, savage roar and the like.

Neville is also a very magical kid, and he can see all kinds of swordsmanship and combat skills, which makes Louis a little ashamed.

This thing was just given to him, and he was already playing so slippery, it was really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and life was impermanent, and the large intestine and small intestine were impermanent......

Tested with an energy shield, Neville's swing of the sword was about between four and five levels of spells.

It's enough, but the combat skills can have a higher bonus.

By the way, Luis attaches a battle ash called the Force Feedback Shield to his sword, which consumes his own mana.

As a forgetful scumbag, Neville's mana is less than one-tenth of Ron's......

So it's enough for him to specialize in one spell, and then go to Azeroth one day and get him some warrior skills.

What is a good druid called for a mage who can't charge?

The system is also prompting that the task is complete.

A fireproof girl was rewarded.

Louis, who was left alone in the Room of Requirement, was staring at the fireproof woman.

After a while, after all, it was the fireproof woman who couldn't help but ask first:

"Lord Ash, this ...... Is it the world after the fire is extinguished? ”

"Extinguishing the fire?" Louis was a little shocked, how did he put out the fire? You still look familiar with me?

No, we've only met for the first time, right?

Louis's EQ is definitely not so low, and he definitely can't ask directly.

He chose to ask what the hell was going on with the system.

The answer is that in front of him is the fireproof girl from his previous life in the game save.

It's hard to do, and it's really an acquaintance.

You say no, Louis has risen up hundreds of levels by touching her darkness.

You say yes, Louis really doesn't know her very well.

"Maybe it's a world where the fire hasn't been extinguished yet, and I feel the ......warmth I haven't felt for a long time," the firefighter muttered to herself.

Oh, Louis remembered, the firefighter came blind.

You said that this Miyazaki Hidetaka is also the three main female characters of the soul three and the magic ring, and they add up to just a pair of eyes......

Lani's eyes are still fake......

"Well, it's another world." Louis nodded in response.

"It's amazing, I feel like I'm full of new power." The fireproof female voice is very gentle, and she really deserves to be the dream lover of many players.

*System Prompt: The Fireproof Woman can open the professional inheritance, anyone can consume a certain amount of mental energy inheritance according to their own qualifications, and it is currently unlocked: Wizard.

* To be unlocked: Warrior, Hunter, Shaman, Warrior Monk, Paladin, Priest, Warlock, Demon Hunter, Stalker, Mage, Druid, Death Knight.

Note: Heart Energy can be obtained through the world in the Mirror Trials by units other than the host, and currently has obtained Heart Energy: 2000.

Luis glanced at the fire girl and sent a message to Christasza, asking her to come and pick him up.

Curious, Louis whispers to the Fire Girl and asks her how much mental energy it would cost to open the Wizarding Legacy for Filch.

It turned out to surprise him, Filch ...... Only 100 Hearts are required.

He wiped his sweat, thinking that the system would open his mouth widely, and that was what he needed......

It's time to get some benefits for the workers of the Moonberry Workshop, and it should be said that only the workers of the Moonberry Workshop are the most loyal to him at the moment.

Welfare must be given first to those who are faithful, which is Luis's consistent rule, but it cannot be given in vain, and he is not a philanthropist, he is...... The biggest reactionary feudal imperialist leader in the wizarding world.

At the end of the eighteenth century, it must have been the kind of detached set of detached people.

Of course, Filch didn't know all this, he just looked at Louis, the savior of the Squibs, with reverence.

Back in the office, the first thing Catherine said when she saw the fire girl was, "It looks like you're going to have to find me ten sisters this year before you give up......"

"How so?" Louis hurriedly walked over and rubbed Catherine's hair: "Don't worry, the leaf is just an accident...... I'll have you two......"

"Hmph, I just had an accident, right?" Ye Ziyan happened to hear this sentence when she walked in from outside the door, she hugged her arms and snorted, turned around and left, she simply had to go smoothly and not take a cabbage with her.

This little bastard is really angry, Ye Ziyan gritted his teeth in his heart, eager to bite him hard, so that he could increase his memory.

"No, hey, the leaves ......" Louis noticed that it was time to press the gourd to float the scoop, and he really didn't expect this to happen.

(End of chapter)