(The rookie author has always naively thought that the shelf time could be set by himself, but the editor looked up to me - he directly caught up with the book on the shelf, and the first place in fantasy click was always lost, and he was driven down after sitting overnight...... Although I want readers to continue to watch it for free, I have to shamefully ask for the first monthly pass...... ）

The Ministry of Magic exterminated the Dementors on the night of December 14, and the Order of the Phoenix destroyed the fragments of Voldemort's soul left in the Slytherin locket in the early morning of December 15......

Snowflakes swirl outside the window again, beating the frozen lattice, and Christmas is just around the corner. Hagrid had brought the twelve Christmas trees that were indispensable in the auditorium each year, the railings of the stairs were wrapped in holly and metal foil, and the helmets of his armor were flickering with bright candles.

After the Dementors were wiped out in large numbers, the temperature began to rise, and the air was filled with joy - and none was happier than Hermione, because Pandora's parents thought their family's Loyalty Charm was safer than Hogwarts, and took her home! Life had been so smooth for Hermione lately that Lockhart had no reason not to take her to Slughorn's prom.

Hermione excitedly wore a beautiful dress and snuggled up to Lockhart's arm, and the two of them made their way to Slughorn's office, laughter, music, and loud speech increasing with their footsteps.

Because of the magic, Slughorn's office is now huge. The ceiling and walls are covered with emerald green, crimson and gold draperies, which look like in a large tent. The room was crowded and stuffy, illuminated red by a golden lamp hanging in the center of the ceiling. There are real elves flickering in the lights, and each elf is a bright point of light. In the distance, a loud song sounded like a mandolin, a few talkative old wizards with a mist of pipes on their heads, and house-elves creaked through the jungle of calves, holding heavy silver platters that covered their bodies like roaming little tables.

"Gildero, ah, and Granger!" Lockhart and Hermione shouted as soon as they squeezed through the door, Slughorn cried out in a loud voice, as if afraid that no one else would know, "Come in, come in, there are so many people who want you to meet!"

Slughorn wears a velvet hat with tassels that matches his smoking shirt. Without saying a word, he pulled Lockhart to let him meet a few people, and Lockhart grabbed Hermione's hand and dragged her along.

"Elder Wolple, the Gilderoy Lockhart you'd like to see is here, you're all former students of mine!" Slughorn excitedly introduced the two to each other, "the author of Blood Brothers: I Live Among Vampires—and, of course, his friend Bloodny. ”

"Hello, Mr. Lockhart!" Wolple, a small man with glasses, grabbed Harry's hand and held it eagerly. "I've always felt that your book is much better than what I have written......!

"Ah, of course, ......it's an honor," Lockhart said perfunctorily.

"The other day, the Ministry of Magic exterminated the Dementors! Is it true that the newspaper says that the Ministry of Magic achieved this victory with your help?"

"Ah, sort of......" Lockhart acknowledged as he glanced at Hermione and gritted his teeth, "I'm just having an idea. ”

"I heard that you are about to become the youngest recipient of the Merlin Order of the First Class in the wizarding world, congratulations in advance!"

Lockhart doesn't even know about it, who applied for him - but it's normal, if the Ministry of Magic gives itself all the credit for this matter, it would be enough to get a few Merlin first-class medals for almost destroying the Dementors.

"Good evening, Gildero. Scrimgeour also showed up.

"Rufus, you're here too?"

Slughorn was a little surprised: "That's right, Rufus turned out to be my student too, and you two have known each other for a long time?"

Rufus greeted Slughorn gently, and then explained, "Professor, you forgot that Gildelow used to be the Auror, and I was the director of the Auror's office at the time. ”

"Ah, yes, I remembered. Slughorn patted his head, "Gildero, you need me an autographed photo, Harry!"

"What's the matter, Professor?" said Harry, squeezing out of the crowd, behind her dancing partner Ginny.

"The one over there, please take a picture of us. Slughorn stopped a photographer over there, then put his arms around Harry and Lockhart, with Scrimgeour, Vorpool, Ginny, and Hermione standing next to them, and after a flash of light, the picture was taken.

Under the influence of magic, the picture soon came out, and Slughorn held it up to the light with satisfaction: in the center of the photo was himself, surrounded by Harry Potter the "Savior", Gilderoy Lockhart, "the man who is best at dealing with dark magic", Rufus Scrimgeur, the "most powerful magic executive", Elder Wolple, the "famous writer", and of course two girls - Ginny Weasley, the Savior's girlfriend, and Hermione Granger, Lockhart's "lover".

Slughorn was very satisfied: this photo is so perfect, there are many big names, gimmicks and scandals in one, and it must be placed in the most conspicuous place on his shelf!

"Ah, now please sign the photo. He excitedly took out the quill and handed it to the person in the photo, and Lockhart reluctantly took the pen and signed it, he liked to be in the limelight - but now he had a lot of trouble to deal with, and he couldn't be happy, and the most troublesome thing was that Hermione was still holding herself affectionately in the photo, smiling......

"Ah...... Thank you, Granger......" After the last Hermione had signed, Slughorn put away the photo with satisfaction, "Now, have fun at the party!"

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"Gildero, you know what, Harry picked two goalies this year!" Hermione pulled Lohatra into the corner, put her arms around his neck affectionately, and said excitedly, "Ron and Cowmike McLagan, the boys who pursued me, both saved all the balls in the tryout!"

"Oh, yes, that's good. Lorhat nodded, of course he could see that Hermione was trying to tell him that he wanted to cherish her good and popular her, and girls like to use this kind of little brain, "What do you think of him." ”

"Oh, Gildero, he's no match for you!" Hermione explained nervously, "Cowmike didn't even ask a question about me, and as soon as we met, he kept telling me about Cow McLagan's 100 thrill saves - you see, he's coming!"

Cowmike had been looking for Hermione in the crowd until he saw him with the Defense Professor and had to turn away in a huff.

"Maybe I should challenge him and declare that you're mine?" Lockhart said jokingly as he watched the boy leave, turning his head to look at Hermione.

"Oh, no, Gildero, you're the best, I only like you......" Hermione was a little distracted, and quickly put her arms around Lockhart's neck and leaned in to kiss Lockhart. At this moment, the Dementors were destroyed, Hermione joined the Order of the Phoenix, the Horcruxes were destroyed, everyone was relaxed, and it was a private banquet again.

Hermione's lips were thin and soft, with a sweetness that only Lockhart would experience, and she couldn't help but kiss them a few more times. For the first time, she kissed Lockhart in such an almost public place, her face flushed with excitement, her eyes were watery, and she leaned softly into Lockhart's arms, and her body exuded a characteristic fragrance.

Just as Hermione was about to continue talking to Lockhart and solidify their relationship, there was a small commotion: Draco Malfoy was pulled by Filch's ears and walked this way.

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