Chapter 221 Photo, Crab
When Monday came again, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts took an unprecedented two days off and even refused students to visit him.
Professor Lockhart's admirers gathered outside his office door, worriedly asking about the situation, and also presented him with various medicines and homemade desserts.
Hermione is one of them. She was also rejected by the professor and brought everyone the latest news——
"Professor Lockhart blew himself up while studying the werewolf curse."
The girl frowned and said worriedly: "That's amazing! I mean - how many people can care about minority groups like him and sacrifice their own health for their happiness?"
She borrowed several books on pharmacy, hoping to find ways to help the professor recover as soon as possible. .
Harry's mouth moved silently, as if he wanted to say something, but held back.
Harry had already decided that Lockhart was just a fool, but Hermione had a different opinion.
Michael raised his eyebrows at Wade.
Privately, he said in disbelief: "Lockhart didn't report to Dumbledore?"
"I guess - he doesn't want people to know that he can't even compete with second-year students?" Wade said casually.
Michael nodded and added, "It was really smart of you to take that photo in the end. Professor Lockhart, a person who cares about image so much, certainly doesn't want that photo to appear in the newspaper, right?"
Although he said that, Michael was actually a little nervous after offending the professor.
When Lockhart reappeared after he recovered, Michael was always observing silently, and he was worried about getting into trouble during class.
Although if that kind of scene happens, Vader will definitely ask the professor to "point out magic" again, but if he beats the professor into that miserable state in public, he will definitely be in trouble.
Surprisingly, Lockhart seemed to have no intention of retaliating. On the contrary, he always avoids looking directly at the two of them, but sometimes, he appears to be hesitant to speak.
Michael was on high alert.
This is a guy who can use the Forgetting Curse on students behind his back. Even if the level of the spell is not that good, it is still very dangerous.
"Why did Dumbledore recruit him as professor?"
Michael couldn't help complaining to Wade: "Our Defense Against the Dark Arts basically relies on self-study. It's better not to have such a professor!"
"You don't have to endure it for too long." Vader said, "He will leave school soon and may even enter Azkaban."
Michael's eyes lit up: "What did you do?"
"I'm at school, what can I do?"
Vader said speechlessly: "It's Sirius... Do you remember the time when Lockhart took out the bone in Harry's arm? Sirius was so angry at the time that he kept thinking about causing trouble for him!"
This is what Lupine told Vader two days ago.
As expected, the joint operation to capture the dark wizard had no effect, and Sirius was depressed again because of Regulus.
In order to cheer up his friend, Lupine brought up the past. Speaking of Lockhart, Sirius was indeed furious——
"If he can even get a simple healing spell wrong, there must be something fishy with that guy's reputation! When I catch him, I'll let him have a taste of Azkaban!"
Sirius rushed to investigate Lockhart, and Lupine also temporarily withdrew from the joint operation to accompany Sirius in the investigation.
"Won't it delay the business?" Michael couldn't help but ask.
"No." Vader shook his head: "I haven't gotten any useful clues for more than ten days. Luping said that the elites gathered from various countries have almost dispersed, and those still participating in the operation are basically rookies. And the guy who was dawdling.”
Of course, there are also those politicians who want to take advantage of the opportunity to gain some political achievements.
Almost every day when you open the Daily Prophet, you will see one or two familiar faces standing together with officials from foreign Ministry of Magic, smiling formulaically at the readers.
Vader began to sympathize with Dumbledore - dealing with this kind of person all day long would definitely feel like a year, right?
Compared with the increasingly bloated and protracted "joint operations" over there, the investigation by the wolf-dog duo was extremely smooth.
Most of the clues are in Lockhart's own book, Dumbledore seemed to have inadvertently provided some useful information, and Vader even approved a large "investigation fund" for Lupine.
"I beat the shit out of Lockhart."
He said to Lupine:
"For some reason, Lockhart has to endure this now, but he will definitely find a way to retaliate in the future. I don't want to wait until I suffer a loss before fighting back, so it's best to let him leave the school before he comes up with any bad ideas."
Lu Ping agreed with his idea of "strike first to gain the upper hand" and tactfully criticized his bad behavior towards the professor.
In any case, they quickly obtained a lot of evidence, enough to prove that Lockhart did not fight dangerous creatures such as werewolves, snow monsters, banshees, and ghouls as he boasted in the book. Pass.
He simply stole their stories from aging heroes and erased their memories with powerful amnesia spells.
Lockhart knew nothing about the secret trend. He asked his pet dolphin to help guard him for several days, and finally found an opportunity to block Vader who came out of the library alone.
"professor?"
Vader said politely, looking up at the other person.
When he met those eyes, Lockhart immediately felt sore all over his body and his scalp was numb, as if he had returned to the moment when he saw the other party casting the Silent Wandless Curse.
Such a powerful spell was cast out of thin air...
Lockhart had only seen himself perform this scene in his dreams.
His heart trembled, and when he wanted to speak out, he became a little more humble——
"Mr. Grey, I... uh... I think I should apologize... for my reckless behavior before..."
Lockhart stammered: "I thought you wouldn't mind a group photo... Of course, I should have asked for your opinion beforehand... I, I'm sorry..."
He probably rarely apologized to anyone. Before he could finish a few words, his face was already turning red.
Vader sighed.
"Okay, I accept your apology. Is there anything else you can do, Professor?"
As soon as he heard him speak so politely, Lockhart had the urge to run away.
That day, Vader also shouted "Professor, Professor" while hitting him against the wall again and again like a ball.
But as soon as his toes moved, Lockhart remembered his purpose, forced himself to stand still, and said:
"That...the photo you took that day..."
"It's just a joke, I thought I wouldn't mind a photo..."
Vader's words sounded damn familiar.
"Of course -"
The boy said slowly: "If you have any objections, I can give it back."
Lockhart saw hope and raised his voice slightly: "Really? I mean - do you need anything in exchange? Gold galleons? Or I will arrange a heavyweight role for you in the next book..."
"Thank you, no need. Just continue to ignore me."
Vader took out the envelope he had prepared in advance and handed it to Lockhart.
The blond professor seemed unable to believe that this matter could be so simple. He opened the envelope and looked at it, feeling relaxed.
"Great, I thought you wanted to blackmail something...ahem..."
Lockhart coughed twice and almost choked on his own saliva.
"Professor Lockhart."
A sinister voice came from behind the blond professor. He was startled. He turned around and saw Filch standing in the shadows with his back hunched over, saying with a stern face:
"There are several girls looking for you everywhere..."
Filch still spoke in a dead voice, but Lockhart was delighted.
"Is that so? Thank you for your message, Mr. Filch. Alas... celebrities just tend to get as busy as me..."
He seemed to complain in annoyance, took the envelope and hurriedly said goodbye and left. After walking out for a long time, I still felt a chill behind me.
"Weird students, weird administrators... After so many years, Hogwarts is still so unpleasant, and they can't understand my greatness at all..."
Lockhart muttered, rubbing the goosebumps on his arms.
When he touched the envelope in his arms, he felt much relieved. He felt that he had endured the humiliation and solved a major crisis in his life.
"Sigh...I've been too low-key recently, and these days have become boring...I need applause, attention, and the adoring eyes of little girls...wait, isn't it almost Valentine's Day?"
Lockhart suddenly had some brilliant "good ideas" in his mind, and his steps became brisk.
…
In the corridor, Wade looked at Filch in front of him.
Filch spent the whole day battling wits with the Gryffindors and Peeves, and had very little interaction with Ravenclaw.
But every day, students can see him standing somewhere like a vulture, staring at everyone with dangerous and disgusting eyes.
He seemed to hate all students equally and was hated by them.
But at this time, Filch unexpectedly tidied himself up a little, looking a little embarrassed, and holding a worn lizard skin bag tightly in his hand.
"Did you deliberately help me out, Mr. Filch?" Wade asked.
"Ah, yes!" Filch rubbed his cane and said, "Professor Lockhart seems to be always inquiring about your whereabouts these days... I just saw him blocking you, so I came... um ...come to help..."
He seemed embarrassed to show kindness, and Filch almost finished the sentence with his eyes closed.
"Thank you for your help." Wade answered understandingly.
"Yeah, it's nothing."
Filch quickly glanced at Vader, relaxed a little because of his friendly attitude, and said:
"I heard some students say... They said you invented a kind of crab that can help with cleaning... I went to Diagon Alley, but there was nothing for sale... I mean, if possible, could you... sell it? How many do I have? Of course, if there is only one...one will do..."
The lizard skin bag in his hand was raised slightly, and the sound of metal colliding could be heard from inside.
The old man looked at Wade with longing eyes.
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