Chapter 77: Small Talk

The loss of mana was very large, and it was estimated that no one could fly except Dumbledore and McGonagall, so everyone walked towards the castle.

"Horcruxes are easier to deal with than you think, Dumbledore. Moody's said.

"Alasto, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, that one was a Horcrux made by Voldemort when he was a student, and it took us a lot of effort to get rid of it. Dumbledore said helplessly.

"He's a genius wizard, and if he hadn't gone astray, I really doubt he could have become a god. McGonagall seemed to be recalling Voldemort's deeds.

"Hmph, there are many genius wizards, can't there be a breakthrough on the right path, Dumbledore, if there is really such a thing as becoming a god, you should be recently. Blake said dismissively.

"Unfortunately, I didn't feel any detachment or any sense of being close to a god, and I never heard of anyone really breaking the line between life and death. Dumbledore glanced at Lockhart, "You know, Nicol Lemay died a month after meeting Gildero, his body was simply buried in the dirt like a Muggle, and his apprentice is now dying. ”

Although he had guessed it a long time ago, Lockhart still felt a touch, the boundary between life and death, is it really so difficult to conquer, no matter what you do, which way you go, whether it is good or bad, death is waiting for you quietly in front of you.

Shaking his head slightly, Lockhart shook the meaningless thoughts out of his mind. "How will you explain what just happened?"

"We can't let Harry know about this, and there's a Ministry of Magic spy in the castle. Dumbledore thought for a moment, "Let's just say that a dragon came from the Forbidden Forest, and we drove it away." ”

"Will anyone believe that? McGonagall wondered, "A hundred dragons can't get out of that movement just now, not to mention that there are still such a big trace on the ground over there." ”

"Snort~" Moody seemed to be disdainful, "That Umbridge is just a rice bucket, she doesn't know anything, she doesn't understand anything, and she usually interrogates and tortures people who have committed crimes in the Ministry of Magic." ”

"She's a grown wizard. Lockhart was a little worried.

"Little Gildero, I heard that you quarreled with her? Don't fool her, get her, many people in the Ministry of Magic look down on her, do you think Fudge will put a talent - put in front of the strongest white wizard to spy on him? No one will stand up for her. ”

"Really?" Lockhart was a little moved.

"Of course, the best wizards are protecting Fudge, haha. Moody's made no secret of his disdain.

"Mad-Eye says so, you do it, and the sky falls on him. Blake patted Lockhart on the back.

"Don't go overboard, Gildero. Dumbledore seemed to acquiesce, "Just don't let her sue, Fudge is really annoying." ”

"Are you doing this well......" McGonagall and Lupin, the two good old men, were speechless.

Back at the castle, almost all of the students were looking in the direction where Lockhart had destroyed the Horcruxes, and there had been a huge wave of magic that had erupted over there, followed by soaring flames and visions, almost taller than the Astronomy Tower at Hogwarts - the place was still smoking, and the clouds above had been twisted into various shapes.

Umbridge stood in the doorway with his waist crossed, and when he saw the group, he immediately greeted him.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, what happened over there," she asked in an arrogant tone, "Are you doing new magic?"

"Madam Inspector, there was an evil dragon over there just now, and it has been driven away by me and the two professors. Dumbledore replied unhurriedly.

"Really?" Umbridge made no secret of her suspicions, "As far as I know, dragons won't move that much. ”

"That's because you haven't fought dragons, ma'am. Dumbledore didn't seem to want to talk to her more, and with that, he walked straight to the castle.

Umbridge was left hanging there, a little embarrassed, and stomped away after half a bang.

Lockhart looked at Moody, who was winking at him as if to say, "Look, she can't do anything to you."

After the inspector left, a bunch of students gathered around to ask questions, and Lockhart and the others prevaricated with the excuse of discussion.

After returning to the office, Lockhart received a message from the Order of the Phoenix that Hagrid had returned to Hogwarts after failing to form an alliance with the giants, suffering some injuries. Lockhart had already guessed, but he was still a little annoyed, he couldn't understand why Voldemort was still able to convince these races to join the Death Eaters after Azkaban had killed so many Death Eaters, and every plot that followed the original plot made him very uneasy.

He decided to visit Hagrid after class, and when he got to the door, he heard voices talking inside.

"Don't pretend," Ron's voice said, "You're not good at all!"

Lockhart stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Hagrid, open the door, it's me." ”

Hagrid immediately opened the door and hugged Lockhart, "Hey, Gildero, I almost thought I wouldn't see you." ”

Lockhart broke free of Hagrid and walked into the house.

The Savior Trio sat on a stool, Harry and Ron happily greeted Lockhart, and Hermione seemed to want to get up and leave when she saw Lockhart.

Hagrid grabbed Hermione and pushed her back.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" said Hagrid, wondering, "Ron and Harry are at odds, Hermione is at odds with Gildero, can't you be considerate of me as a wounded man?" ”

Hagrid's hair was stuck together with coagulated blood, and his left eye was so swollen that it was only a slit, surrounded by bruises. His face and hands were covered in wounds, some of which were still bleeding.

"Hagrid, what's the matter with you?" Lockhart asked angrily, "Also, Harry, what's wrong with you and Ron?"

"Harry kissed Ginny!" Ron shouted.

"What's the matter, what does it have to do with you," Lockhart was secretly happy, and it seemed that Ginny had figured it out, "Do you like your own sister? You can kiss Hermione too." ”

Hermione's face flushed at this time: "You don't have to worry about anyone kissing me!"

"Well, I don't care," Lockhart said, looking at Hagrid, "tell me what's going on." ”

Hagrid glanced at the Savior Trio, as if worried about something.

"Hagrid, they're all reserve members of the Order of the Phoenix, it's okay, let's talk. ”

"Okay. Hagrid walked over to the large wooden table in the middle of the room and jerked off a small towel that covered it. Underneath the towel was a bloody, pale greenish lump of flesh larger than a car tire.

"Hagrid, you're not going to eat this, are you?" said Ron, leaning over to take a closer look, "It looks like it's poisonous." ”

"It's dragon meat," said Hagrid, "and I didn't make it for food, it was for healing." ”

He picked up the piece of meat and slapped it on the left side of his face, and Lockhart looked uncomfortable. Green blood flowed down his face into his beard, and he groaned in satisfaction.