After the winter break ended, Lockhart began to secretly observe who might be Barty Jr., although he knew that there was little hope. I don't want to admit it, but this time Barty Jr. really got Lockhart over - he couldn't be found.

Don't fall into my hands, little Barty, I'll let you enjoy the Diamond Curse, and then make you beg me to kill you, Lockhart thought fiercely.

Unlike when he first crossed over, Lockhart now felt that the Savior Trio had relied on and trusted him a little too much - Hermione had brought Harry and Ron back to ask for advice on how to deal with the second game.

"Well, have you unlocked the secret of the golden egg?" said Lockhart, "well done." ”

"Professor, do you have any good ways to get people moving in the water? Harry asked.

"There are many ways to do it, but you should think for yourself. Lockhart felt that he should be seduced by good intentions, and that he should not tell him everything.

"Maybe there are spells that will solve the problem, but we haven't learned anything like that. Hermione said.

"Neville says he has a cheek grass that allows people to breathe underwater," Harry said hesitantly, "but we don't know where to get it. ”

"Maybe we should go to Professor Snape and steal," Ron thought, "he's got everything." ”

"My God, at a time like this, if you want to ask for a prop, or learn a magic on the fly, as long as you bring it up, even if it's Professor Snape, I think I'll let go of my hand and won't deliberately make things difficult...... Don't always try to steal and hurt others!" Lockhart warned the three lions cubs with wide eyes.

Suddenly, something flashed through Lockhart's mind, and he grabbed Harry, "Harry, who gave you the idea of the cheek grass?"

"It's Neville, what's wrong with Professor?"

"Take me to him," Lockhart suspected Barty Jr. had reminded Neville, "quick!"

Neville was reading a book in the herbalist classroom, "Neville, who told you about the gills?"

"Ah, Professor..." Neville looked up and saw Lockhart a little nervous, "It's mentioned in the book, and Harry happened to come to ask me, so I'll tell him." ”

Lockhart snatched the book, it was a normal book, there was no dark magic, the only thing that was abnormal was that it appeared so coincidentally-"Neville! Who gave it to you?"

"It was sent to me anonymously, I don't know who..."

Lockhart stroked his forehead in disappointment: yes, how could little Barty show such obvious horse feet, he took it for granted.

He turned to leave, leaving Neville with an inexplicable look on his face and asking Harry, "Professor, what's wrong?"

The little beauty Pandora, who tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, maintained a feverish curiosity and enthusiasm for the kind of "sport" that she had not done in the past 14 years. She didn't see her lover during the winter vacation, she ran to Lockhart's office every day during the day, and secretly ran to Lockhart's dormitory at night, her enthusiasm and youthful vitality made Lockhart herself feel like she was eighteen years old - now Lockhart really fell in love with a girl for the first time.

February 24, the second game.

When Harry shoved a small lump into the water under Lockhart's watchful eyes, and Snape next to him was expressionless, Lockhart knew that Harry must have asked Snape for it, and Snape gave it.

As if sensing Lockhart's gaze, Snape looked back at Lockhart fiercely.

"I wouldn't have given it to him if Potter hadn't told him to ask me what I wanted. Severus couldn't help but want to explain...

"Hmph, Severus, why are you always having trouble with Jaime's son, he's been dead for so many years," Lockhart completely ignored Snape's eye attack, "you should live your life now, like me, find a lovely and beautiful girl, and enjoy life." Are you right?baby~"—the last sentence was addressed to Pandora, who was sitting next to him, and after kissing her, the little girl was so shy in front of her dean that she wanted to shrink into Lockhart's pocket.

"It's none of your business, Gildero. Snape said dryly, his mouth full of venom that seemed to have nowhere to spray.

"Severus, in fact, your coldness and sternness are quite acceptable among girls," Lockhart continued to tease Snape, "they just take a bite, and in the eyes of many rotten girls, you are simply cool with a blank face." ”

Snape seemed to struggle to hold back from standing up and punching Lockhart, staring into the arena and squeezing a phrase between his teeth: "Shut up, Gildero." ”

"Alas, Severus, you always speak ill of those who really care about you, like a child. ”

Snape's face flushed.

Pandora also seemed to find Snape amusing, and couldn't help but laugh coquettishly, and then held back in fear, Lockhart ignored Snape, turned his head and exchanged love words with Pandora.

At this point, in the arena - Potter had just come out of the water, he rescued two, Filch was bringing blankets and covering the contestants and the rescued people with warmth, the judges were scoring, and Fleur walked up to Harry and bent down and kissed Harry on the cheek, then turned to Ron and kissed him again.

Lockhart had no interest in this - he already had a plan in mind, and the previous game would go with it, anyway, in the end, just preventing Harry from touching the trophy would make all of Barty Jr.'s previous efforts go to waste, and Lockhart was looking forward to Barty Jr.'s look when he saw this qiē. I can't find you, but I can deal with you!