Spring goes to autumn, and the year passes quickly.

The young wizards of Hogwarts are also about to have their annual final exams.

On the first day of the exam, the professors also began to assign holiday homework.

Don't think that Hogwarts doesn't have final homework, don't think that young wizards can't cast spells at home and have a good time, the Hogwarts professors have more than just a lot of homework (see "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban", the professors have a lot of homework), and it basically exists in the form of essays.

If you don't read a good book during the holidays, you can't do it, and Harry complained about it more than once during the first-year holidays.

Of course, not all of them are true, and at least one professor doesn't plan to give vacation homework.

"Although I am sorry, I also want to teach you for a few more years, but unfortunately I am leaving, and next year the professor of your Defense Against the Dark Arts class will be changed again."

Lockhart stood on the podium in a water-blue dress and pretended to be sad, and said with a self-proclaimed charming and exaggerated body gesture: "Don't miss me, you can send me a letter if you want me, but don't forget to buy my new work, and I will definitely get back to you." ”

Anyway, he doesn't plan to continue teaching here next year, and homework or anything is completely pointless.

He is already working on his new book, Me and Hogwarts.

Duelist's Club, Basilisk, Chamber of Secrets. The experiences he spent at Hogwarts were enough for Lockhart to finish his new book.

Although everything else has nothing to do with him except for the Duelist Club, it doesn't prevent him from joining his own.

Based on real events, I didn't say it should be exactly the same.

"If I could, I would really like to spend a little more time with you, you are all good."

"Miss Hannah, you're a. . . I hope you remember me."

"Mr. Justin, you're a"

"Mr. Seamus, you're a."

Lockhart began to roll out names in the classroom, saying goodbye to everyone one by one, like many campus TV dramas.

"Harry Potter, you will be the star of tomorrow in the wizarding world"

“.”

"Especially you, Mr. Dursley, you are the smartest student I have ever taught, come on, you will make a good wizard."

“.”

It's cliché, but it works very well.

Many of the little wizards whose names he named cried on the spot.

Of course, there are also many little wizards who don't give him much good looks, such as .

"And then there's your borscht, and your hair is as bright red as your name."

Ron: 'My name is Tema.'

"Finally, you, Naba."

Neville: "."

"Parting is for a better reunion, and the next time we meet, I hope you can still call me a professor."

"You are my students, the students I love."

After Lockhart finished speaking, he pretended to be sad and wiped his eyes with a handkerchief, just to block the view of the other little wizards, as if he didn't want to be seen his sadness, and paused for a while, when the handkerchief was removed, his eyes were red, as if he had cried.

It's onions, and he adds them to his handkerchief.

The most primitive method is necessarily the most effective.

I don't know, I thought he was really reluctant.

In fact, he has already staged the same plot in several other grades, and he will go to the first grade to play it later, don't doubt Lockhart's quality as an actor, he is very professional and excellent in this regard.

His performance was undoubtedly a success, and it did arouse the emotions of many young wizards.

Professor Lockhart may not have much skill, but he is a good teacher. ’

Many sensual little wizards thought of it and chose to ignore Lockhart's various manipulations this year.

Everyone is leaving, why are you still holding on?

Even if they didn't actually like Lockhart very much, their feelings were already brewing here.

Just like during military training, I obviously began to hate the instructor so much, and some people still cried when they were separated.

Back then, maybe a few years later, the other party's phone was lying in your address book, and you no longer recognized who it was.

Sadness permeated the classroom.

Many young wizards who hadn't cried just now had begun to secretly wipe away their tears, and Hufflepuff was the most among them, poor honest children.

This atmosphere continued until the door of the classroom was violently pushed open.

A middle-aged man with a solemn expression walked in.

"I'm sorry, Professor Lockhart, no. Mr. Lockhart, we need to interrupt your teaching."

After looking around, he said with a slight yin and yang: "Oh, maybe it's not teaching, it seems that you are ready to say goodbye." ”

"Mr. Gardvin, I don't understand what you're talking about? You're here to find me? ”

Lockhart said to the other party with a little dissatisfaction that the other party was from the Auror office, and he had dealt with him a few times, so he knew each other.

"If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I think I'll send a letter to Mr. Fudge."

Lockhart is also a celebrity in the wizarding world, and the glory he usually flaunts is not something that ordinary people can get.

With a huge fan base, plus he himself has many honors, although he has no power, his words also have a certain weight.

Gadwin stared at him with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and said with a sneer: "We have received a report, Lockhart, your incident has happened. ”

"Now we need you to go back with us to be investigated."

Gadvin looked at Lockhart with disdain, just such a thing, during the teaching period at Hogwarts, he had sex with female students more than once by deception and other methods.

It's disgusting and disgusting.

Unfortunately, if it can be confirmed that these female students are voluntary, they will not cure him of any crime at all.

At most, let him go to the Ministry of Magic for a few days, and it won't be long before he is released.

But even that can't be easily calculated.

"You can remain silent, but what you say will be presented as evidence."

As he spoke, several uniformed Aurors swarmed in.

'What happened to me?' What's up? ’

Lockhart stared blankly at the Aurors, a myriad of thoughts flashing through his mind, and then he immediately thought of using the Oblivion Charm to attack the other wizards and steal what they had experienced.

Only this incident can be called an incident.

'How could they possibly know, I never told anyone. ’

This is the biggest secret hidden inside him.

He said to Gadwin in a trembling voice, "Where are we going?" ”

"Wizengamot!"

Hearing the word, Lockhart began to tremble all over.

The only thing that can go to Wizengamot is the things he has done.

'Damn, they really do! ’

Lockhart began to run his brain like crazy.

(End of chapter)