(Uh,Another one.,And you have to add more.,Suddenly it's so empty.,The rules for adding changes that I said before are maintained until the manuscript is used up!)

After dismissing the Ministry of Magic's "censorship" with complete incidents, Lockhart continued to patrol the field for the fifth- and seventh-year students. The candidates were tossed and turned, but for a patrol teacher - the exam was carried out smoothly, the students and the wizarding world were almost forgetting Umbridge as a person, maybe she hated Lockhart to death, but Lockhart was obviously not afraid of Umbridge's revenge - maybe the Death Eaters wanted to kill themselves, what could a Umbridge without a backstage and family do?

The fifth- and seventh-graders were busy, but the girls from other grades still ran to Lockhart from time to time, and it was a pleasure for them to be close to the handsome young professor. Fortunately, now the ** medicine has been forced off the shelves at Lockhart's request, and there are no more students to feed Lockhart......

On this day, Lockhart was explaining to Marietta Ekmo and Zhang Qiu how to keep the Echo Charm on the Patronus longer. Harry suddenly rushed into the office, "Professor, I saw Voldemort grab Siris! you go away, I don't want to go to the infirmary!" - the second half of the sentence was said to Hermione, who was following him.

"What Siris?" Lockhart was suddenly interrupted, a little dazed, and then immediately reacted: "Didn't I tell you not to look at the picture of the mysterious man, what about your Occlumency!"

"I know the professor is doing it for my good, but now my godfather is in danger!"

"That might be a fantasy that the mysterious man deliberately let you see!The professor has told you, why are you still disobedient!" Hermione looked very angry, "Go back and study for the next exam!

Harry pushed Hermione away and said impatiently, "It's not a vision! Voldemort knew I had learned Occlumency, how could he still have a vision to show me? And I used the fireplace to contact Syris, he's not here!

Lockhart was a little annoyed, he and Harry didn't get along like Ron and Hermione, and as far as he saw Harry, he thought Harry was barely quite mature and sensible. But as soon as he encountered this kind of thing, he still became naïve all of a sudden: "The moment you see the picture without using the Occlumency, it already shows that you are ready to believe it, so what else do I have to say? I will contact your godfather immediately, Hermione, take him back, don't let him run away!"

"Yes, Professor. Come back with me!" Hermione angrily grabbed Harry and dragged him out, dealing with Harry, who was a year younger than herself and disobedient, she was not as gentle and lovely as she was in front of Lockhart.

Lockhart raised his hand to summon the Patronus and told the fox to find Cyreth Black—this hand was for Harry to see. He stood up and walked to the principal's office.

Sure enough, Headmaster Dumbledore was not there, and it had been like this for the past two days, I don't know if any important clues were found. However, Lockhart didn't come to find Dumbledore, he accused the Patronus to find Moody and others, and he directly picked up the portkey on the table and teleported directly to the Order of the Phoenix headquarters.

"Syris, Syris!" Lockhart shouted as soon as he landed.

"Dirty hybrids, fox friends ......"

"Shut up, Creeche!" Lockhart wanted to kick him over, he hated this elf to the extreme, "Siris, are you there, come out quickly!"

"I'm here! upstairs!"

Lockhart walked upstairs, where Cyris Black was tending to an injured Buckbeak. Buckbeak whimpered aggrievedly when he saw Lockhart walking over, and then reached out to rub Lockhart. Lockhart reached out and comfortingly touched its head: "What's the matter, who got it?"

"It's Crecher's idiot! I don't know what the nerves are, I've ordered it not to touch Buckbeak again. Syrius looked furious, but he was gentle with his hands bandaging Buckbeak.

"Hmph! Cretche may have betrayed you, Siris. Lockhart snorted, "Today Harry saw in his mind that you were caught by a mysterious man, and you didn't even need me to teach him Occlumency, guess what he would do?"

"He's definitely going to find me with the fireplace. "But isn't Creech downstairs, isn't ......?"

"Harry told me that you weren't there, you could think for yourself. ”

Cyreth Black's face immediately showed a look of horror, "What about Harry, he's not going to 'save' me now, is he?"

"I told you he came to me first......" Lockhart shook his head, "I let him stay honest." ”

The expression on Cyrus's face immediately changed from horror to extreme anger: "This house-elf who eats inside and out! I'll kill it immediately!"

"Don't be so impulsive, it's not about this now, didn't I ask you to restrain it with orders so that he can't betray you and swear, did you do it?!" Lockhart was a little dissatisfied, "He just swore at me again." ”

"I'm sorry, Gildero, I forgot ......" Cyrus's expression became embarrassed, "I'll do it right away." ”

"Remember to add that it is not allowed to see any of its perceived 'masters' again, like Narcissa, Malfoys, etc., ......"

"You know Narcissa too?" Cyrith was a little surprised, but didn't think much of it, "Got it, just do it." ”

Lockhart was a little embarrassed to say Narcissa's name inattention, but it was all over......

"Cyreth, Gildero, where are you?" said Moody's voice downstairs.

"Let's go, let's go down and discuss what to do, by the way, let your Patronus go to Kingsley and come over for a meeting. ”

"Good. Cyris raised his hand to release the Patronus and ran out the window, and the two of them walked downstairs together, Moody standing impatiently at the bottom of the stairs watching them. "What are you doing upstairs, Gildero?Fu-ckingSirius?(Who remembers which chapter this joke first appeared in, who said it~)"

"Fu-ckyou!" Cyreth raised his middle finger at Moody.

"Alright, no kidding, Sirith you go get something to eat, we'll wait for them in the conference room. Lockhart led the way into the room, and Moody followed him into the room.

"What's going on?" Moody asked curiously, "and why didn't Albus tell me to come to the meeting, what's wrong with that old fellow?" ”

"Mr. Headmaster has been too busy to see anyone for the past two days, but Harry saw that the mysterious man had caught Syrith and was forcing him to let him take the prophecy ball......"

"Hahaha, he also believes this? Now that the Ministry of Magic hasn't gotten off work yet, Voldemort is going to die? ”