Chapter 201 The Relationship Between Lockhart And Tom, The Pure Blood Being Attacked

Chapter 201 The Relationship Between Lockhart And Tom, The Pure Blood Being Attacked

Yes, why must the murderer be a student?

Isn’t Lockhart one of the ‘newcomers’?

And the most important thing is that he is also a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

It is not surprising that any kind of person appears in this position with a full criminal record.

It's just that no one has ever thought about it.

Lockhart is just a little useless and makes a lot of jokes, but he doesn't look like a bad guy.

After thinking about it today, they realized something was wrong.

"I'm going back first." The girl who first thought of Lockhart said, picked up the book and walked out of the library.

Others also stood up and said goodbye, eager to go back and share their amazing discoveries with others.

In the end, only Grace was left.

"Done." The senior sister raised her seductive red lips and continued to look at the book in her hand.

""How to Seduce a Married Wizard" really makes sense..."

"So fast?"

In the Hufflepuff lounge, Wayne looked at Grace with surprise.

"How long do you think it will take?" The senior sister rolled her eyes: "As long as you tell the most gossipy people, everyone else will know."

"Well done." Wayne gave a thumbs up and praised, "You are perfect for working in a newspaper."

"By the way, senior, what are you going to fill in for employment orientation?"

“I plan to travel around the world first, go to work, etc. I’ll talk about it later.

Grace will graduate from school at the end of this semester.

Seventh-grade students will fill out an employment questionnaire, or volunteer, around Easter, and the school will be responsible for helping contact them.

However, there is no guarantee of admission, just an opportunity for an interview.

Wayne knew that Grace had good grades, so he thought she would say popular choices like the Ministry of Magic or Gringotts, but he didn't expect to get a very different answer.

"Are you surprised?" Grace leaned on the sofa and said lazily: "Going to school is tiring enough, and going to work as soon as you graduate will leave you with no free time.

“You can earn your youth back anytime you want, it only takes a few years.

"If you don't play now, you won't be able to play anymore when you get old."

"So free and easy." Wayne could only give a thumbs up, admiring her mentality.

"Isn't there you too?" Grace suddenly came over, leaning her delicate body against Wayne's body, and said pitifully:

"If senior sister can't afford to eat in the future, you have to help me."

"Don't worry, Senior." Wayne nodded vigorously: "When the time comes, I will use the money the rich woman gave me to support you."

After hearing this, Grace was slightly stunned, and then burst out laughing.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

The power of girls’ gossip is endless.

Grace's routine was so effective that Lockhart became the first suspect that night.

In everyone's mind, an adult wizard is much more reliable in committing evil than a first-year student.

Not to mention the toxic position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

The little wizards aligned their granularity, expanded the incremental market, focused on core values, gave full play to their subjective initiative, and decided to take the initiative.

They will complain directly to Dumbledore like last time.

The little badgers found Wayne and asked him to take the lead, but Wayne refused.

"I won't go, it's not my idea, and I also suggest you not to go together."

Wayne reminded: "If Lockhart is not the murderer, slandering the professor will be severely punished.

"It's best to submit an anonymous letter, and you will refuse to admit it if you are discovered.

The little wizard nodded repeatedly.

With the experience taught by Wayne, when they went to deliver the message to the gargoyles on the eighth floor, the little badgers all covered their faces and replaced the Hufflepuff badges on their clothes with those of other colleges.

It wasn't Slytherin who took most of the blame, but Gryffindor.

At first glance, it seems that a little lion can do this kind of thing.

When Lockhart reappeared in school with a look of exhaustion, all the little wizards who encountered him stayed away, as if he was some ferocious monster.

Just when Lockhart was confused, Snape appeared in front of him.

This time it was Lockhart's turn to back away, his face turning pale.

"Severus, I really didn't instigate those dwarfs. I was wrongly accused too!"

On the night of Valentine's Day, Snape suddenly broke into his office and subdued him with an angry look on his face, claiming that the card was from him.

Before he could refute, a whole bottle of water of life and death was poured into his mouth.

I didn't wake up until today, and I almost didn't starve to death.

"Whether it's you or not, it doesn't matter anymore." Snape sneered, "Follow me, Professor Dumbledore is looking for you."

Lockhart didn't know why, but followed him anyway.

An hour later, Lockhart walked out of the principal's office with a smile on his face and walked briskly back to his office.

But the moment the door closed, the false smile disappeared and was replaced by solemnity.

Sitting at his desk, Lockhart took out his diary from the bottom of the drawer and wrote quickly.

"Tom, what should I do? The gangsters in the school have already suspected me.

The ink was absorbed, and after a moment, a line of writing reappeared.

[Mr. Lockhart, don't worry, I don't know the situation yet. Please describe it in detail. 】

Lockhart wrote everything Dumbledore told him in his diary.

This time, Tom's response was slower. It took a full two minutes before he replied:

[It’s really a simple and crude way of reasoning, but it’s still a fair way to find the right person. 】

[Tell me, are we too unlucky? 】

"Tom, now is not the time to make sarcastic remarks. The most important thing is how to prove my innocence.

"No, it's to get rid of suspicion."

Lockhart wrote irritably, his font becoming lily.

If Wayne were here, he would be surprised by the relationship between the two and Lockhart's attitude.

In his imagination, an idiot like Lockhart would slowly be eroded by Tom's mind and body, and then Tom would do whatever he wanted.

But that is not the case now.

Lockhart obviously knew what he had done, and he knew it was related to Tom.

[Don't be nervous, they have no evidence, and these people cannot find the secret room, otherwise I would have been imprisoned in Azkaban fifty years ago. 】

[If you want to get rid of suspicion, it is actually very simple, just launch another attack. 】

Lockhart couldn't believe his eyes. He was stunned for a while before writing:

"Are you crazy? I'm already under suspicion. If you attack again, Dumbledore will be even more wary of me."

[As long as you have an alibi, don’t you have that thing? You can probably use it a few more times, right?]

Lockhart's eyes narrowed.

"Harry Potter was here last time, but those little wizards didn't care at all."

[One person's testimony is always pale, so you need more testimony areas. 】

Tom slowly wrote down his plan. After Lockhart read it, he decisively agreed.

[I no longer have the strength to open the secret room. Mr. Lockhart, I need your help. 】

"What do you want?" Lockhart was extremely wary.

[It's just some simple creatures and materials, please don't worry, I'm just a memory, serving you wholeheartedly. 】

[I was the one who attacked the students, and I was the one who opened the secret room. And then you destroy me and make it public. You are the hero who saves the school. 】

[When the time comes, you will not only be able to obtain the first-level Order of Merlin, but also gain huge reputation. Becoming the Minister of Magic is no longer a fantasy. 】

Lockhart's breathing became rapid, but he was still not completely convinced.

"I still don't understand what you're getting out of this, Tom."

"Why do I feel like you care more about me than me?"

After two seconds of silence, Tom gave the answer.

[My purpose is to take revenge on Dumbledore, who destroyed me in the first place. I didn't mean to kill that student, but he insisted on thinking that I was the murderer, which made me die depressed. 】

[Before I died, I integrated all my thoughts, magic power, and memories into the diary, just to take revenge on him. 】

[Mr. Lockhart, you don't have to worry about me posing any threat to you. I'm just a memory. 】

Lockhart's expression softened slightly.

Yes, this is just a memory, an item.

And what he is best at is dealing with memory.

Eventually, Lockhart made up his mind.

He knew what he was doing, but the benefits were so great that he couldn't resist the temptation.

By launching an attack in the secret room, and then acting as a savior to eliminate the basilisk and destroy the diary, he will gain unparalleled reputation.

As long as he is not discovered, he is not in any danger.

What kind of disturbance could a mere diary create without his help?

Thinking of this, Lockhart couldn't help but smile.

The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish will be.

Since it's all an attack, let's make things completely messy.

Two days later, a new duel club activity notice was posted on the bulletin board.

If it were in the past, the little wizards would definitely be very happy.

But thinking about Lockhart's recent reputation, many young wizards are wary and don't want to participate.

Just like that, at night, the number of young wizards in the auditorium was 20 to 30% less than in the past.

Wayne stood next to Qiu, and the two of them talked about going to Hogsmeade on the weekend.

The girl was worried, "I don't know if there will be an open day in this situation."

Last month's open day was before the attack, so it wasn't affected, but in this situation, it's hard to tell.

"Even if there is no open day, we can still go there secretly." Wayne held the girl's hand: "I know a passage that can go directly to the Pig's Head Bar.

"It just so happens that I haven't eaten the roasted pork knuckle made by Aberforth for a long time."

Hearing what Wayne said, Qiu swallowed unconsciously. Aberforth's craftsmanship was indeed very good.

"Where is the secret passage?"

"Right in the Room of Requirement."

While the two were talking, Lockhart and Snape walked in, and the originally noisy auditorium immediately fell silent.

Lockhart walked to the high platform calmly and said loudly:

"Before the Duel Club begins, I have something to say."

"I don't know why, but there have been many rumors in the castle recently, saying that I am the murderer who opened the secret room.

"I won't care about the origin of the rumors, nor will I punish anyone for it, but I want to make one point.

Lockhart suddenly raised his voice and became impassioned:

"Those who can come to Hogwarts to study are all smart people. Please keep your eyes open and don't be fooled by people with ulterior motives!"

The auditorium was still quiet, no one dared to say anything openly.

Lockhart didn't care and continued: "You all know my resume. Throughout my life, I have been fighting against evil.

Fight against evil. "

"I have defused vampire attacks, subdued crazy werewolves, persuaded female ghosts to be good, and danced with snowmen."

The murderer hiding in the dark was afraid of me, so he deliberately pointed the finger at me. "

"But what he doesn't know is that I, Gerald Lockhart, hold the Order of Merlin, Level 3, and have won the Wizarding Weekly Most Charming Smile Award five times. "The thing I am least afraid of is slander!"

Lockhart waved his arms vigorously: "Now that I'm here, I will definitely catch the murderer and return Hogwarts Castle to a safe learning environment!"

"Okay, I'm done, thank you everyone!"

Lockhart bowed deeply, and the little wizards looked at each other, not knowing who had raised the head. Sparse applause erupted in the auditorium.

The Duel Club started normally.

Some students believed Lockhart's passionate speech, but most were still skeptical.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was a bit solemn. Wherever Lockhart went, the magic spells of the little wizards would be deflected, and some of them hit Lockhart, making him miserable.

This made everyone lose some confidence in him.

Snape took Malfoy's place and became Harry's opponent.

Euphemistically, he taught him to practice the Armor Charm.

Snape just flicked his wand casually, and various spells hit the shield in front of Harry, causing him to retreat repeatedly.

The old bat also mocked: "How do you expect such a fragile shield to be able to protect you? I'm already trying my best to hold back, for fear of knocking you down in one fell swoop."

Harry's eyes narrowed in anger, he clenched his wand and swung it out, casting a silent disarming spell.

A look of satisfaction flashed across Snape's eyes, and at the same time, his hand moved with dissatisfaction, and the red light flew away with a swipe of the wand.

"Is there anything else? Do you want to cast a spell and just watch the enemy dissolve it?"

"Keep attacking, Po Te!"

Bang!

The door to the auditorium was pushed open, and Professor McGonagall strode in.

"Stop for a moment, get off!"

The students put down their wands and looked at her doubtfully.

At this time, Professor McGonagall's facial muscles were twitching, and his breathing became rapid because of the rush.

"Prefects, please register all the students present, hand the list to me, then return to the dormitory immediately and do not come out again.

"If anyone violates it, I will personally send him home!"

Snape felt something bad instinctively and walked quickly to McGonagall, "Professor McGonagall, is there another attack?"

Professor McGonagall closed his eyes and nodded, "Snape, come with me. The students who were attacked this time were Crabbe and Goyle from your college, as well as the bloody cripples.

"What?!"

Malfoy shouted in disbelief: "You mean Crabbe and Goyle?"

"How is this possible? Are you kidding me? It's not April Fool's Day yet."

McGonagall immediately looked over with sharp eyes like an eagle, "Malfoy, do you think I would joke with you about this kind of thing?"

"But, but, they are all pure blood!" Malfoy no longer wanted to believe it.

"Yes, pureblood." McGonagall glanced around. The expressions of the Slytherin snakes were similar to Malfoy's, with deep shock.

"This fully proves that everyone is in danger now. No matter which college you are a student in, don't take chances!"

After McGonagall finished speaking, he pulled Snape out of the auditorium. Lockhart shouted loudly behind him:

"I'll go too, this is my area of ​​expertise."

Following McGonagall's instructions, the prefects wrote down the names of everyone present, and then returned to the lounge with their respective students.

As soon as we came back, everyone gathered together to discuss what was going on.

Wayne returned to the dormitory and got into his suitcase.

"Gardevoir."

Snap!

Gardevoir apparated and came to him.

"Did you just see who opened the secret room?"

"Sana!"

A blue light flashed in Gardevoir's eyes and he used telepathy to transmit his memories into Wayne's mind.

In the picture, a tall figure wearing a hood entered the girls' bathroom on the second floor, stood in front of the faucet for a while, and then opened a secret passage.

The moment the hooded man jumped down, the hat fell off his head.

It's Lockhart!

Wayne's eyes were subtle.

Things are getting more and more interesting...

At this time, Tuhart was in the auditorium.

Polyjuice Potion? Or... some other way to buy it?