"Oh...... I'm ...... I'm willing to ......" Hermione searched her memories so hard that she could almost hear her mind whirring, and after a few seconds, she remembered the line she had already devoted: "If you don't give up, I will live and die!"

Lockhart stood up, took the "pendant" in his hand, reached behind her neck, which was covered by thick brown hair, and tied her with his proposal necklace.

"Hermione, take good care of this thing, and as long as it's there, I'll never leave you. Lockhart decided to tell her. "You have to protect it more carefully than you protect me. ”

"Why?" Hermione's eyes widened as she looked at the small golden ball hanging from her chest, with a faint and deep wave of magic coming from it, an object with near-perfect defensive magic. Lockhart didn't put Voldemort's evil magic on it, and no one could spot its anomalies without looking closely.

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Lockhart thinks that this is how Horcruxes should be, and almost all of Voldemort's Horcruxes are extraordinary, as if they want to tell everyone who comes into contact with them that "I am a Horcrux".

"You mean, it's a-" Hermione quickly understood something based on what Lockhart had said, "when did you do it, my god......"

"You're not going to tell anyone, are you. Lockhart whispered in her ear, tickling Hermione, "You're going to protect it, aren't you?" ”

"Of course, it's a secret between us!" he actually made this kind of thing, and gave it to himself for safekeeping! This intimacy and trust...... "But, such evil magic, won't it affect your mind?"

"There is no evil magic, only evil people. "As for whether I've become a bad person or not, you'll know right away." Harry, come out and keep watch for me in the middle of the night. I want to sleep first!"

"Oh, okay, right now!" Harry wasn't asleep yet.

With Hermione's exclamation, Lockhart picked her up and stepped into another tent......

【......】

"Good morning. Hermione got up with her legs limp to prepare breakfast.

"Morning, are we really resting here today?" asked Harry, cheerfully, feeling that victory was in sight now, and that it would be acceptable to relax a little.

"Well, you can go around, it's on the edge of a large primeval forest. The scenery is still good!" Lockhart said, "If the Floo network is not restored tomorrow, we will discuss where to go." ”

After breakfast, Harry offered to go fishing in the nearby river.

The weather was nice, and it seemed like God was celebrating that they had finally destroyed the Horcruxes, but—

"What should I do if the river freezes?" Lockhart, who had no experience with winter fishing, asked Harry, who had made the suggestion.

"Dig a hole, I thought the professor knew everything!" Harry grinned, pulling out his wand, "Split." ”

There was a crunch. The ice in the river had broken a big hole, and Harry sat down on the edge of the river and began fishing.

"You can also make a few fishing rods out of magic. Harry said, "Just bend the wire, I've got the bait!"

"Then you might as well just use magic to blow up the fish. What's so fun about fishing......" Hermione said dismissively.

"Girls don't know the fun of fishing...... Fishing is better than fishing, getting out of the mundane things, enjoying the indifference and tranquility when fishing, after a long wait. If you can get a small gain, you will have another sense of accomplishment and the joy of sharing the fruit when you go back!" Blake disagreed with Hermione's proposal. However, after talking nonsense, I also felt itchy hands. "And now we have something urgent, don't we have to wait? Harry, give me a wire, and I'll make a hook and a fishing line!"

"I've never fished in winter. Albert also became interested, "I'm participating, too." ”

"Gildero, I'm going to pick some mushrooms, are you coming, I'm afraid of ...... alone" Hermione put on a scared expression.

"Okay, let's go. Lockhart put his arm around Hermione and walked deeper into the woods.

The Aurors' training included survival in the wild, and Lockhart still had a good idea of what mushrooms he could eat and what he couldn't, but it was January.

"It's snowy, where to find mushrooms, watch me go hunt for some game. ”

"Ah, I forgot that mushrooms don't grow in winter...... "Hermione blushed, "what are you going to get?" ”

"If you see something, you will eat you if you can't see anything~" Lockhart said with a smile, "But forget it, winter is not a good season for field warfare." ”

"I know I want that. Hermione spat him, a little curious...... What does that feel like?

There are not many animals in winter, and after an hour at the edge of the forest, he saw a few wild deer, and Lockhart was about to do it, but was stopped by Hermione.

"You see there's a fawn in their herd, don't let it be without a father or a mother. Hermione said, taking Lockhart's hand with his wand.

"Hehe, then we'll go home empty-handed?" Lockhart put down his wand, "Harry's fish has relatives, why don't you stop him." ”

"It doesn't feel the same," Hermione pouted, "don't tell me that all things are equal, humans are at the top of the food chain or something, just go out and take a walk." ”

It wasn't a matter of principle, Hermione relented and followed her, and the two followed the memory back to the edge of the tent. After sitting together and flirting, Harry and the others returned.

"Great harvest, winter fish are really good to catch!" said Cyris holding up the basket in his hand.

"We're going to have fish cutlets at noon!" Harry announced happily.

"I don't kill fish...... Hermione said embarrassedly, "my mom always made it." ”

"I would, when I was at my uncle's house, I always did this kind of thing. Harry exclaimed, "Actually, I can cook anything, if Hermione hadn't had to cook her own for the professor—"

"Shut up, I just want to practice more, and I'm doing pretty well now, isn't it!" Hermione interrupted Harry's taunt, "Then you go make the fish cutlet, I'll prepare the main ......"

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"It's delicious!" Lockhart's eyes widened, "than Hermione...... Just as delicious as what Hermione makes!"

Hermione snorted her disdain.

"It looks like Harry's aunt and uncle have lost a good cook," Blake was slightly annoyed, apparently imagining Harry being abused by his aunt and uncle as a child. "Alas—it's my fault, I shouldn't have gone to Azkaban......"

"It tastes really good, it's the most fragrant fish cutlet I've ever tasted, and it's still in such poor cooking conditions. Albert was also full of praise, "Harry, you can make a fortune even if you become a chef after the war, so open a restaurant called 'Savior's Restaurant'!"

"No, no, no, Harry should learn to write with me. Lockhart said with a smile, "Then write your own story into a book, called "The Harry Potter Legend" or "The Self-cultivation of a Savior", and ensure that one book will earn enough to eat for a lifetime." ”

"No, I'm going to be an Auror and destroy all the dark wizards in the world!" Harry repeated his ideals loudly, "You promised me, Professor!"

"Oh-yes, I almost forgot, well, I'll introduce you in. Lockhart nodded approvingly, "If possible, I'll train you myself." ”

"I'm going to be an Auror too......" Hermione looked at him pitifully.

"The Aurors aren't for you, but you can be the brains of the Auror department. ”

"Just with you~" Hermione whispered.

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"Hey, why do you feel cold...... Has the Warmth Charm Failed?" After happily eating the fish cutlet, everyone touched their stomachs and began to chat...... Harry asked curiously, "I suddenly have a feeling of déjà vu—"

"Oops!" Lockhart sensed something was wrong, "it looks like the Dementors are coming." ”

"What, aren't they exterminated?"

"How is it possible, it is only encircled once, it is absolutely impossible to kill the ......" Lockhart stood up, drew his wand and walked out, and the others nervously followed.

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[I wish readers a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, I should add more, but in the past two days, I have been busy deleting all the words and sentences in the book that kiss and hug affection, and I am tired of self-castration, I haven't written much, and the unreviewed manuscript has fallen below 30,000, so be it.

This is the rhythm of our country to build the most sound atmosphere in the world~]

――(To be continued......)