Hogwarts Homecoming

At half past ten on the weekend morning, Amostar stood in front of Professor Lockhart's office.

To be honest, he didn't have much dislike for this not-so-famous professor. Judging from the brief contact with him last time, the professor's attitude when communicating with him was quite friendly. Of course, I have to say that he His speaking style is indeed a bit exaggerated.

In fact, Amosta felt a little guilty towards Lockhart, and as for the reasons, there were two reasons.

The first reason is obvious. When someone is a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, he takes half of other people's jobs without saying hello. To put it more seriously, this kind of behavior is called job grabbing, which is very immoral. of.

The second reason is a bit more complicated.

On that night a few days ago, Amosta used some method to forcibly transfer the curse of the Dark Lord for this position to the voodoo doll. The risk, and with it, the risk of Lockhart, who should have suffered the consequences of the curse, is much less.

At first glance, this might seem like the best of both worlds, but it's not.

For example, the curse of the Dark Lord is like a rushing river. The way Amostar resists the curse is to forcibly build a levee on the river to block the rushing water. As long as the levee is strong, stand behind the dam He is safe, but if one day the dam collapses, or if he takes the initiative to remove the dam, then the water stored at the high level will be far more cruel than before.

Of course, if Professor Lockhart resigns and runs away before Amosta, I'm afraid he will have to bear all the consequences.

"Come in!"

The voice behind the door was still so cheerful, and nothing unusual could be heard.

"Hope he's not too mad--"

Before opening the door, Amosta muttered softly.

The decoration style of Professor Lockhart's office is as exaggerated as that of himself. Several walls in the room are covered with his own portraits. Even in the sunny morning, there are still many bright candles in the room. The light reflected from the photo of White Fang on the wall hit Amosta, nearly blinding him.

Another point worth mentioning is that among the teaching staff at Hogwarts, probably only Professor Lockhart received a letter comparable to that of Headmaster Dumbledore, and the letters on his desk waiting for a reply About five feet high.

"Oh, Miss Granger, I didn't expect you to be here!"

He wasn't the only one in Lockhart's office. Opposite him, a little witch hurriedly stood up from her chair after seeing him coming in, and hid a golden card into her pocket with a red face.

"Good morning, Mr. Blaine!"

Amosta stood at the door without moving, he raised his eyebrows and smiled

"So, Madam Pomfrey has taken care of your beautiful black body."

Amosta saw the little witch lowered her head and blinked desperately, her body almost curled up into a ball nervously, so she immediately understood,

"Oh well, congratulations on your recovery, Miss Granger then,"

Amosta looked at Lockhart with questioning eyes, "I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, Professor Lockhart, if it's not convenient for you now"

"Oh, don't leave, I can't turn down a fan just because of another fan, Amosta, Miss Granger is here to thank me, we're done talking!"

Amosta saw Hermione looking at him with curiosity in her eyes, and knew that she must have misunderstood something, but he didn't bother to explain this harmless misunderstanding, and walked in with a wry smile.

Although curious why Mr. Brian came to visit Professor Lockhart, Hermione knew that they would not allow her to stay here to eavesdrop, so she could only leave reluctantly. A small episode, because Hermione was full of thoughts in her heart, she accidentally knocked over the stack of hundreds of letters waiting for a reply on Professor Lockhart's desk.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I'll help you now."

Seeing Hermione frantically looking for her wand, Amosta shook her head amusedly, why every time she sees this clever little witch, she always looks panic-stricken.

"No need to bother, Miss Granger, leave it to me to handle it!"

Watching the wheezing Hermione leave, Amosta walked forward with a smile. He glanced at the envelopes scattered on the floor and on the desk. Suddenly, a stack of old-looking sheepskins was pressed under the letter The words on the paper made his eyes freeze, but he quickly returned to normal, snapped his fingers crisply, and hundreds of letters in various envelopes automatically floated up and returned neatly. Put it in place.

"In my opinion, you are probably the most popular teacher in this school at the moment, Professor Lockhart."

Professor Lockhart, who was a little stiff because of Amosta's beautiful silent and wandless casting, immediately smiled brightly.

"In fact, it's more than that. When you fully integrate into the team of professors, you will find that Gilderoy Lockhart is also the one who attracts the most attention in the team of professors. After all,"

Lockhart winked playfully at Amosta, took a deep breath,

"How many people can win the "Wizard Weekly" award for the most charming smile five times in a row, and are also a recipient of the Order of Merlin and an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League? Of course, Amosta, you must be with Gran Miss Jie knows my past like the back of my hand, right!"

Lockhart didn't realize that Amosta, whose face was getting more and more restless, was completely intoxicated in his own world,

"Oh, hehe, Amosta, Amosta, I have to admit, you surprised me once again. You have worked hard to follow my footsteps into Hogwarts, and now you even have to talk to Deng to get close to me. Bullido applied to be my assistant, oh, I have to say, Amosta, you stand out among my most fanatical followers!"

Amosta's lips were tightly pursed, her expression was tense, and she understood a little bit why this well-known star writer would become a hated person in Hogwarts!

However, this also allowed Amosta to find out how to communicate with him,

"Ahem, that's true, Professor Lockhart, I am indeed your admirer."

"Aha!"

Lockhart laughed exaggeratedly, with such an expression on his face.

".It is true. I applied to be an assistant professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts to get close to you. I hope to improve myself in your class with little wizards.

However, Professor McGonagall does seem to think oh, what she means is that you have to deal with so many fan letters every day, and teach hundreds of little wizards to fight against evil black arts is too hard, and she wants me to share your burden The pressure, let me teach senior students alone, to be honest, this is not my original intention."

"Needless to say, Amosta, I know exactly what you mean--"

The confidence on Lockhart's face seemed to be shining, he interrupted Amostar's explanation,

"Want to teach with me, right, no problem, Amostar, Gilderoy Lockhart will never turn down a request from a fanatic!"

Well.

The goal was achieved so easily, but Amosta was at a loss!

At the end of this pleasant meeting, Amosta asked if he had to make some preparations so as not to be unable to cooperate with Professor Lockhart's progress during class, but was told by Lockhart that he did not need to make any preparations at all, just Just follow the instructions in class.

"By the way, Professor Lockhart—"

Before leaving the office, Amosta stood at the door and turned his head with a very delicate expression.

"Have you studied memory magic?"

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