Spring goes and autumn comes, and a year passes quickly.
The little wizards at Hogwarts are also about to face their annual final exams.
On the first day after exams, professors also start assigning holiday homework.
Don’t think that Hogwarts doesn’t have final homework, and don’t think that little wizards can have fun without casting spells at home. The professors at Hogwarts have more than just homework, but a lot of homework (for details, see Harry Potter and Harry Potter "Prisoners of Zikaban", professors have a lot of homework), which are basically in the form of papers.
If you don't read well during the holidays, you will definitely not be able to complete it. Harry complained about this more than once during the first year holidays.
Of course, that's not entirely true. At least one professor didn't plan on giving vacation homework.
"Although I'm sorry, I also wanted to teach you for a few more years. Unfortunately, I have to leave. Your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will be replaced again next year."
Lockhart wore an aqua blue dress and stood on the podium pretending to be sad. He said with an exaggerated body movement that he thought was charming: "Don't miss me. If you miss me, you can send me a letter, but don't forget If you want to buy my new work, I will definitely reply to you.”
Anyway, he doesn't plan to continue teaching here next year, so homework is completely meaningless.
He is already thinking about his new book - "Hogwarts and Me".
The Duelist Club, the Basilisk, and the Chamber of Secrets. The various experiences he spent at Hogwarts were enough for Lockhart to complete his new book.
Although it has nothing to do with him except the Duelist Club, it does not prevent him from joining his own.
It's adapted from real events, but I'm not saying it should be exactly the same.
"If possible, I really want to stay with you for a while longer. You are all great."
"Miss Hannah, you are...I hope you can remember me"
"Mr. Justin, you are a"
"Mr. Seamus, you are..."
Lockhart began to call names in the classroom, and like many campus TV dramas, he said goodbye to everyone by commenting one by one.
"Harry Potter, you will become a rising star in the wizarding world"
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"Especially you Mr. Dursley, you are the smartest student I have ever taught. Come on, you will become an excellent wizard."
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Although cliché, the effect is very good.
Many young wizards whose names were called by him burst into tears on the spot.
Of course, there are also many young wizards who don't give him much good looks, such as...
"Then there's you Borscht, your hair as red as your name."
Ron: 'What's my name?'
"Finally it's you Napa."
Neville: "."
"Parting is for a better reunion. When we meet next time, I hope you can still call me professor."
"You are my students, the students I love."
After speaking, Lockhart pretended to be sad and wiped his eyes with a handkerchief, which just blocked the sight of other young wizards. It seemed that he didn't want others to see his sadness. He paused for a while, and when the handkerchief was removed, His eyes were red and red, as if he had cried.
It was onions, he put onions in the handkerchief.
The most primitive method is bound to be the most effective.
Those who didn’t know thought he was really reluctant to give up.
In fact, he has staged the same plot in several other grades, and he will perform it in the first grade soon. Don't doubt Lockhart's quality as an actor. He is very professional and excellent in this aspect. of.
His performance was undoubtedly successful and indeed aroused the emotions of many young wizards.
'Professor Lockhart may not have much ability, but he is a good teacher. '
Many sentimental little wizards thought this way and selectively ignored Lockhart's various tricks this year.
They are about to leave, why are you holding on to them?
Even if they don't actually like Lockhart that much, their feelings are already brewing here.
Just like during military training, I obviously hated the instructor very much, but some people still burst into tears when we parted.
Even though the other party's phone number is in your address book back then or maybe a few years later, you no longer recognize who it is.
Sadness permeated the classroom.
Many little wizards who had not cried just now began to secretly wipe away tears, among them Hufflepuff the most, these poor honest children.
This atmosphere continued until the classroom door was violently pushed open.
A middle-aged man with a solemn expression walked in.
"Sorry, Professor Lockhart, no. Mr. Lockhart, we need to interrupt your teaching."
After looking around, he said with a hint of yin and yang: "Oh, maybe it's not teaching. It seems that you are ready to say goodbye."
"Mr. Gadwin, I don't understand what you are talking about? Are you here to see me for something?"
Lockhart said to the other party with a slight dissatisfaction that the other party was from the Auror office and he had dealt with him several times, so he was considered acquaintance.
"If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I think I'll send Mr. Fudge a letter."
Lockhart is still a celebrity in the wizarding world, and the honors he usually shows off are not something ordinary people can achieve.
With a huge fan base and many honors, although he has no power, his words still carry 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 about Lockhart."
"Now we need you to go back with us and accept the investigation."
Gadwin looked at Lockhart with disdain. This guy, during his teaching at Hogwarts, used deception and other methods to have sex with female students more than once.
As a professor, he is simply worse than a beast, which is really disgusting and despicable.
It's a pity that if it can be proven that these female students are voluntary, it will not be able to cure him of any crime at all.
At most, let him go to the Ministry of Magic for a few days, and he will be released soon.
But even so, it cannot be forgotten easily.
"You can remain silent, but some of what you say will be presented as evidence."
After he finished speaking, several uniformed Aurors filed in.
'What happened to me? What's up? '
Lockhart stared blankly at the Auror, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he immediately thought of the time he used the Oblivion Curse to attack other wizards and steal their experiences.
Only this event can be called an event.
'How could they possibly know that? I've never told anyone. '
This is the biggest secret hidden in his heart.
He asked Gadwin in a trembling voice: "Where are we going?"
"Wizengamot!"
At the word Lockhart began to tremble all over.
The only thing that could get him on the Wizengamot was the things he had done.
'Damn, they really did! '
Lockhart began to think wildly.
(End of chapter)
