Calvin looked around, and Lockhart's room was very personal: the walls were plastered with pictures of him smiling at Calvin trademarkly, showing eight white teeth, and many of them were labeled with the smile that won the Most Charming Smile award that year.

In addition to the photos, there are also a lot of stationery pasted on the walls, exuding the body fragrance of women of different ages. Calvin had no interest in flipping through the letters written to Lockhart by avid female fans, but at a glance, he saw that many of them used the nickname "Gilderollo".

Calvin glanced at the bookshelf again. Ho, sure enough, in addition to a few books he wrote and some bottles and cans, the shelves were filled with his photos.

Calvin took a bottle that was on the bookshelf and looked at it. It reads "Lock in a bright shine, Lockhart Shampoo".

Shampoo? Calvin glanced at Lockhart lying on the bed, and saw that his wavy blonde curls were indeed brighter than normal.

Calvin opened the lid, put it under his nose and sniffed, good fellow, bird snake yolk.

Not to mention the high price of the egg yolk of the bird snake, the fact that it may explode alone dooms this to be a failed invention.

After roughly rummaging through Lockhart's personal belongings, Calvin sat down in a chair in front of Lockhart's desk, propped his head in one hand, and fell asleep beside Lockhart, a rare magic began to kick in.

The Dream Spell is a revert to a rare magical animal that is about to become extinct, the Dream Eater. Able to let one's own consciousness enter the subject's consciousness, so as to obtain the information one wants. Of course, you can also implant some ideas that do not belong to the other person's brain.

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What a delicious cup of coffee.

Calvin was sitting in a coffee shop in Diagon Alley, savoring a cup of coffee he had ordered, when a question suddenly came to mind: "Am I not attending class at Hogwarts?" Why did you suddenly end up in Diagon Alley? ”

Losing memories is a rare occurrence for a master of memory magic like Calvin. So he quickly realizes that he is in a dream, and then he smoothly remembers the purpose of his dream, to find out Lockhart's true identity.

So now, I'm in Lockhart's dream?

Calvin got up from his chair and prepared to leave the small shop.

As he approached the door, a smiling lady with coffee in her hand slammed into Calvin, spilling all the coffee on his wizarding robes.

It's normal, subconsciously defensive measures against outsiders.

Calvin didn't say anything about the accident, he briefly dealt with the stains on his body, and when he looked up, he found that the witch opposite had a strange smile on his face.

What a familiar smile.

"Sir, I know that I am very attractive, and I have no less than thirty suitors when I was in school, and there are many colleagues who are attentive to me after work, and I meet even more people when I go shopping every day."

"But I must say, you're too old-fashioned. But I know that my beauty has smeadized you, your brain is no longer working, and it's amazing to be able to come up with this method. ”

"Unfortunately, you didn't try hard enough. Well, if you invite me to a cup of coffee today, I'll agree to sit with you. ”

The eerie smile on the witch's face became even more pronounced.

Calvin didn't expect that he was still silent, and the other party said such a lot of nonsense, and he was a little overwhelmed.

"What are you waiting for? Don't you like me? ”

Calvin finally realized where he had seen the smile on the witch's face. This is Lockhart's five-time award for the most charming smile for his most iconic smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." Calvin wasn't going to get tangled up with Lockhart's subconscious NPCs.

However, as soon as these words came out, the café, which had just been noisy, suddenly fell silent, followed by the sound of coffee cups falling and newspapers being put down.

All of them looked back at Calvin.

The uneasiness of this weirdness caused Calvin to glance back, and then he felt his hairs stand on end.

Everyone, young and old, with Lockhart's signature smile on their faces, just looked at Calvin.

Calvin felt not fear, but disgust and weirdness.

Merlin's beard, Lockhart's subconscious is something.

Calvin didn't intend to stay any longer, he pushed away the witch who was in his way and walked straight outside.

It's not quite the Diagon Alley I know.

All the shops have Lockhart's name on them: Lockhart's Wand Shop, Lockhart's Bookstore, Lockhart's Tailor's Shop...... The landmark Gringotts in Diagon Alley, also renamed Lockhart Bank, has a giant statue of Lockhart erected on it, smiling eerily at Calvin.

The moment Calvin came out, all the pedestrians on the street stopped their movements at the same time and stopped to look at Calvin with the same smile on his face.

Hell yes.

Calvin didn't want to stay on the street, he rolled up the collar of his clothes, covered his face, and ran towards Lockhart Bank.

Lockhart's subconscious NPCs quickly noticed this and tried to stop the misfit.

Calvin didn't fight back with magic, and a rash attack on the subconscious could attract the conscious guards.

Fortunately, he was still able to use non-offensive magic, and with just a flying charm, he easily escaped the pursuers and arrived at the door of Lockhart's bank, pushing open the heavy iron door.

Then, a suction pulled Calvin in, and he felt himself falling rapidly.

When Calvin realized that he had stepped on solid ground again, there was a deep corridor in front of him, which stretched forward, flanked by maroon wooden doors, and behind it seemed to be a room, only a dark torch illuminated the dark path.

Is this a labyrinth? No, not that this is supposed to be a memory palace.

Calvin felt that something was wrong, from Lockhart's weird subconscious. This consciousness space is not like an incompetent liar, let alone a dark wizard who is proficient in black magic, but it is like a wizard who is proficient in memory magic like himself.

But having explored the memory palace, Calvin doesn't plan to go out, he is now more and more curious about Lockhart, and it is better to find out his true identity.

Calvin pushed open the first wooden door.

It's Lockhart.

Calvin was startled and almost left his sleep, but he immediately realized that it didn't seem to be Lockhart's self-awareness, it seemed to be a memory of his.

"I was in Armenia and met an elderly shaman, and he told me that he came across a miserable village on the way, and the villagers were constantly under the threat of werewolves, and the initial reason was that they killed a wolf cub who actively attacked cattle and sheep, which became the origin of all the tragedy."

"After that, the nightmare began, and the people of the village began to mysteriously disappear on the night of the full moon, and it took miles to find the scraps of their clothes, and a little blood."

"Since then, attacks have become more frequent, and people have gone missing even when it's not a full moon, but these missing people often have relatively intact bodies other than a few obvious wounds."

"Through these wounds, the villagers discovered the maker of the eucalyptus, a wolf."

"But these stupid Muggle villagers have been in ambush for nights, and not even a single wolf hair has been found, and the missing eucalyptus is still happening."

"More and more villagers are choosing to leave the village, and only a few elderly people are reluctant to leave their homeland, still clinging to the increasingly desolate village, waiting for the wolves to kill them."

"If it weren't for me, the old Armenian wizard, the village would have ended up disappearing silently. Either they died from the mysterious disappearance, or all the villagers left the place. ”

"I used to be kindly entertained by the villagers of this village, so I'm willing to solve this problem for them."

"I quickly recognized that the killer who caused the disappearance was not a wolf, but a werewolf, and a long battle of wits ensued, because you know that werewolves are cunning and cruel creatures......"

The more Calvin at the door listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, he was familiar with the story, he had seen it in Lockhart's book "Wandering with Werewolves".

If it weren't for the old Armenian wizard, it would have been pretty much the same story.

Could it be that the story in his book is not his own? It's someone else's deeds, but he replaced the hero with himself? So why didn't anyone come forward to expose him?

It's getting weirder and weirder.

Calvin continued to listen.

"I, the great adventurer Lockhart, ask the old wizard in the bar."

"Let's move on to that story about werewolves, you've been talking to me a lot in the bar for the past two days, I've had a lot of drinks with you, have you forgotten? But I still want to know a little bit more about it, you know, so that readers will love it. Yes, the more detailed the better, and readers need immersive stories. ”

Calvin silently exited the first room and came to the next room.

The same Lockhart, constantly talking to the air.

"In Bandung, a port city in Thailand, I met an elderly witch with a beard on her chin who told me the story of how she exorcised female ghosts in Bandung......"

"She was reading the newspaper in a small pub that day, and suddenly an old Muggle man looked panicked, stumbled in, and shouted, 'I see ghosts, I see ghosts.'" However, after a small commotion, the small bar returned to calm. People probably thought the old man was crazy, but the witch's years of experience and advanced magic told her that something strange must have happened! So, she walked towards the old man. ”

The old Muggle told the witch that he had seen three female ghosts in the Black Plum Forest, and that they were very charming. They have long black waist-length hair, long white dresses, and rose-colored eyes. ”

"Although the sky was clear, the forest was very gloomy, full of puddles. In a puddle, there was a corpse lying horizontally, and the witch walked in to see that the deceased was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, male, well dressed, without the slightest sign of a fight. But his expression was terrible, his face was distorted and distorted, his mouth was slightly open, and his eyes were wide in horror. It seems that he endured great pain before he died......"

“…… In the end, the witches did not destroy the ghosts, probably because they were moved by their miserable stories - I certainly didn't find them miserable - and made a pact with them not to harm ordinary Muggles. In this way, the problem of female ghosts that has plagued Wan Lun for a long time has been solved. ”

Or the story of stealing.

Calvin's face grew serious, and he went to the third and fourth rooms. It tells the story of the snowman and the vampire respectively, and of course, the protagonist is not him.

It seems that two more hapless wizards have fallen victim to him.

Calvin had figured out Lockhart's idea: he found a target in a tavern or a bar, and then spent a few days talking to them, or befriending the hapless guys; Then, either sneak attack or drugged, in short, he succeeded in controlling the target; Finally, use magic or potions such as truth potions to get the full details.

So the question is, why didn't the victim come forward and expose him?

There are several possibilities: one, all the victims have already been killed by him. Calvin shook his head, Lockhart shouldn't have the guts, he was still the narcissistic megalomaniac in his bones, and cheating his memory was already the biggest thing he dared to do.

In the second possibility, Lockhart is a potions master, capable of crafting difficult potions such as Truth Elixir and Forgetting Potion. Once again, Calvin dismissed the possibility, if Lockhart was a potions master, there was no way Snape would not have known and would not have disliked him as he did now.

Then there was only a third possibility, and Lockhart used some memory magic on them.

Although Lockhart usually acts like a clown to make people laugh, he is still an adult wizard. This means that he has received seven full years of magical instruction at Hogwarts, although it seems ridiculously weak in normal times.

However, it cannot be ruled out that he has delved into a certain branch of magic - and Lockhart's passing of Calvin's test already shows that he has some extremely proficient magic.

Calvin had thought that Lockhart was proficient in the dark arts, but now that he thought he was wrong, Lockhart should be a master of memory magic, so that he could so easily take their stories from the minds of old wizards everywhere and erase the associated memories.

This made Calvin's hair stand on end instantly, and he realized that he couldn't stay here. He was now in the consciousness of a master of memory magic, which was very dangerous.

Hell, I have to get out of here right now.

Calvin felt a pang of regret in his heart, he should investigate Lockhart a little more, and maybe he could find out his identity as a master magician; Or find someone else to help you so you can get out of here right away.

Now he must find the toilet in Lockhart's consciousness space before he can leave. However, in Lockhart's consciousness, will there really be a toilet?

Before he had time to think about it, Calvin returned to the dark corridor, where he had fallen at the beginning, and looked up, there was a glowing white spot, which seemed to be the exit.

Calvin used the Flying Charm to fly towards that bit of light, and then he noticed that the distance between himself and the exit had not decreased.

"Damn, that's a trap too."

Just then, the chestnut doors in the hallway all opened, and countless Lockharts came out of the room, looking at him with his trademark smile.

"Okay." Calvin tilted his head and pulled out his wand, "Dragon's Breath!" ”

A faint blue fire spewed from Calvin's wand, igniting the entire corridor, and countless Lockharts had no time to dodge and were reduced to ashes in the dragon fire. And the entire building continued to collapse under the scorching of the dragon fire, and the light at the exit seemed to be getting closer and closer.

Finally, Calvin made it to the final exit and flew out of the gates of Lockhart Bank, and the bank behind him was in flames.

"Catch him!" Calvin had barely stepped on solid ground when he heard commands coming from all around him.

A group of Aurors, wands in their hands, pointed at Calvin.

It's Lockhart's Consciousness Guard. It seems that the information sent back by the subconscious and the collapse of the memory palace have made him aware of the anomaly, and the consciousness guards have begun to drive away outsiders.

Calvin wasn't going to talk to them, and there was no point in talking to the Consciousness Guards.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not in the habit of being caught." Calvin muttered to himself, and then he exploded into a bolt of lightning at a weakly defended spot between the Consciousness Guards, instantly creating an open space. Taking advantage of the moment when the guards were empty, Calvin ran out of the gap and began to look for a toilet.

As a result, Calvin didn't run a few steps when he heard a shout from behind, "Hurry up and be imprisoned!" ”

If it were in reality, Lockhart would not have dodged a hundred of these spells against Calvin.

It's a pity that he is now in Lockhart's consciousness space, and he himself is a master of memory magic. With such a home advantage, it means that Lockhart and his Conscious Guard are now almost invincible.

So Calvin didn't dare to slack off, and quickly turned around and released a water arrow to block the Imprisonment Spell, and then blocked several other spells in the other two directions. In the end, Calvin raised a thick wall of ice directly in place, blocking the guards behind him and the spell that was fired.

"Boom!" Calvin glanced back, and the wall of ice, as tall as Lockhart's bank, collapsed.

"It seems that Lockhart's understanding of memory magic is deeper than I thought, and he is almost eighty percent of my level."

In fact, even if these guards have eighty percent of Calvin's level, Calvin will not be afraid of them. These guys have a lot of experience in the field, and it's not something that talent and home advantage can make up for.

But there were so many of them that they were constantly attacking Calvin from different directions.

By this time, Calvin had found the restroom in Diagon Alley. As expected, the toilet hung with the glittering name of Lockhart and a picture of him smiling with eight teeth.

What a person.

Calvin's wand flew out with a steady stream of lightning, water arrows, and vines, blasting a path to the toilet. At the same time, a thick wall of ice continued to rise around him, shielding himself from the attacks of the guards.

Toilets, close at hand!

Just as Calvin was about to enter the toilet, countless ropes broke through the ice wall and struck Calvin. While most of the attacks didn't have a real effect on Calvin, there were some ropes that interfered with Calvin's progress and his concentration.

It was a momentary distraction as a huge fireball fell from the sky and blew Lockhart's toilet to pieces.

"Well, actually, I don't want to do that either," Calvin took the initiative to lower the ice wall, and flashed his wand as he looked at the consciousness guards approaching from different directions, "you forced me." ”

Beams of flame flew out of the wand, enveloping Calvin entirely, forming an orange-red fire tornado.

The size of the fire tornado continues to grow, and with Calvin as the center, the nearby shops are gradually engulfed in flames, and its power is gradually increasing. But there are still countless consciousness guards who walk into the fire tornado without hesitation, there is no way, this is their responsibility.

Just when the height and area of the fire tornado were already about the same as the Lockhart Bank just now, there was a bang, and the entire fire tornado exploded directly, blowing all the guards present and the entire Diagon Alley to pieces.

Of course, Calvin himself.

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Calvin sat at Lockhart's desk and woke up with a sharp pain, as if he had been burned by dragon fire. He took two deep breaths and used a squeezy brain occlusion technique to keep the pain out of his mind.

He got up from his chair, grabbed the Glorious Hand and the lockpicking knife, and walked out of the house.

At the door, Calvin glanced at Lockhart. Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of this blonde megalomaniac, and it seemed that the big explosion he caused at the end had also caused a lot of damage to his consciousness.

He stared at Lockhart, as if trying to rip a piece of flesh out of him.

You were the first to give me the experience of death, and I remember you, Gilderoy Lockhart!

Calvin quickly left Lockhart's bedroom and his office, and Lockhart could wake up at any moment.

Although it is rare to steal information in dreams, it is difficult to guarantee that Lockhart has not read the book "Inception Notes" written by Onardo DiCaprio. Or he didn't have to read the book at all, and could guess the general story of what happened based on his understanding of memory magic alone.

Not long after leaving Lockhart's office, the eastern sky was white. When the morning sun was fully rising, Calvin pinched his way into the headmaster's office, just in time to meet Dumbledore in a silver-white dressing gown leaving his bedroom.

"Looks like you didn't sleep last night," Dumbledore asked with concern as he sat down in his chair.

Calvin glanced at his image in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and indeed, his face was pale, and the heavy dark circles under his eyes made him look like he was wearing an unseemly smoky makeup.

He took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, covering his dark circles, and sat down across from Dumbledore.

"Actually, I slept, but the experience in the dream consumed a lot of my experience." Calvin tried his best to hide his tiredness.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, placing the two plates in front of himself and Calvin, "Talk while you eat, I think you'll find something terrible." ”

Breakfast quickly popped up on their plates, and Calvin picked up a piece of pie and feasted on it.

"Thanks, to be honest, I'm really hungry too."

Dumbledore gracefully ate the pie with his knife and fork, waiting for Calvin to speak.

"Last night, I found some traces of dark magic in the magic paintings I left behind, so I suspected that Lockhart was a dark wizard who was manipulated by Voldemort to infiltrate the castle." Calvin took a glass of pumpkin juice and said, "Because it's not like nothing has happened before." ”

Calvin couldn't see any change in Dumbledore's face. Dumbledore quickly replied to Calvin: "I can guarantee that Lockhart is definitely not a dark wizard, and I can also give you a reasonable explanation for the dark magic that remains in your magic paintings." ”

Calvin tried to inquire about the origin of the dark arts, but Dumbledore interrupted him.

"Tell me about Lockhart, what happened to you?"

Calvin's face sank, "I sneaked into his dream last night, and I wanted to find evidence in his consciousness that he was a dark wizard, but unfortunately I miscalculated. ”

"He's not a dark wizard, but he's committed enough crimes to get into Azkaban."

Calvin and Dumbledore told the story he had heard in Lockhart's mind.

"Although I only entered four rooms, I'm sure that all his stories were scammed, or even directly robbed." Calvin said solemnly. He took off his sunglasses, and a pair of blood-red eyes looked at Dumbledore like two torches, and the meaning was obvious.

Dumbledore, how can you recruit a liar, a thief of memory, into the school as a teacher?

But Dumbledore ignored Calvin's gaze. His expression was calm, and he didn't seem to be at all shocked by this vicious and cruel thing.

"You mean, Lockhart pressed the deeds of other people on his own head?" Dumbledore said calmly, as if he was thinking about something, "Sure enough. ”

And so it was?

Calvin frowned, got up from his chair, propped his hands on the table, and leaned forward, straight to Dumbledore's crooked nose.

"Really?" There was a calm anger in Calvin's voice, "Meaning you already knew, didn't you, Dumbledore?"

"Just a little guess," Dumbledore bowed slightly, "I happen to know the two victims you mentioned—the old wizard of Armenia and the witch with the beard on her chin. ”

"I found out that they had lost some of their memories, and after tracking, I found the ...... on Lockhart's head"

"So you brought him to the school as a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, intending to accuse him with the sense of separation between his lame prowess and his glorious deeds, so that the children would expose him for what he really was. Is that what you're here for? Calvin said almost with a grin.

Dumbledore didn't speak, just nodded.

Calvin smiled suddenly, stood up straight, and clapped his hands softly.

"Wonderful, Dumbledore. Your plan is fantastic. ”

Dumbledore clearly noticed that Calvin was saying the opposite.

"Let the kids expose the crooks for what they really are, especially since many of them are big fans of Lockhart. Who wouldn't believe these children? No wonder you can be Headmaster, Dumbledore. Calvin said with a sneer.

"But have you ever wondered what would happen if a kid really found out who Lockhart really was?" Calvin snarled, "Like Harry, or Ron." Do you think they'll tell anyone else? Or told someone else, like Hermione, what if they didn't believe me? ”

"Do you think Harry and Ron will find a time and place where no one is around to confront Lockhart? Have you ever wondered what Lockhart would do to them? ”

"Oh, the great author Lockhart's little secret has been discovered by two little children, as long as I erase their memories with the Oblivion Charm, just make them idiots!" Calvin plays Lockhart exaggeratedly.

Dumbledore lowered his head, his gaze poking out from above the lenses of his glasses, and looked at the excited Calvin, "Don't worry, everything is under my control." ”

"Your mastery?" Calvin sneered, "I remember you said the same thing last year, and as a result, an innocent student was tortured by the Unforgivable Curse. ”

"It's really in my hands this time." Dumbledore's tone was equally tough.

Calvin shook his head, "I won't believe you. Even if everything is under your control, then he is not a qualified teacher. Are you going to sacrifice the grades of this year's fifth and seventh graders just to cooperate with you in catching a criminal? ”

"Put away your egos, Dumbledore," Calvin's tone began to soften, "now that I have the evidence to call for the Aurors to arrest him." ”

However, Dumbledore's performance surprised Calvin. He shook his head, "Not yet, Calvin. We don't have enough solid evidence for all of this. ”

"No solid evidence?" Calvin really wanted to bring Dumbledore up, "Isn't my confession strong enough?" Do you still agree that this dangerous liar and memory thief will continue to be a professor and scourge your students? ”

"We have to act within the rules, Calvin. What if Lockhart is innocent? Dumbledore said, "And to be honest, what you did last night wasn't very compliant." ”

"Hmph, I don't know if Lockhart is innocent, but I do know that the students are," Calvin put his hands on the table again, "Since you don't want to send Lockhart to Azkaban, then I'll have to do it, my way, of course." ”

With that, he straightened up and prepared to leave Dumbledore's office and go for trouble with Lockhart.

"Wait!" Dumbledore stopped Calvin in his helpless tone, "Don't be in such a hurry, don't you want to know where Lockhart's memory magic came from?" ”

Calvin paused. He was indeed curious about how Lockhart managed to master the difficult memory magic without even mastering the basic spells.

He looked back at Dumbledore and asked, "When are you going to catch this liar, Dumbledore?" ”

"When all the children have realized that he is a liar with no real talents, they can send him to Azkaban. I promise you that I will find a reliable teacher to teach them in the future. Dumbledore said with some pleading.

"What if some very stubborn students don't believe it?" Calvin asked rhetorically, stating his conditions, "I'll put up with him until Christmas." If he still comes to class after the holidays, I will send him to Azkaban myself. ”