v2 Chapter 426： hard-hearted Lockhart

Grindelwald's fancy I went to Hogwarts Chapter 426 Cruel Lockhart

Hogwarts Castle, third floor.

At the door of the original girls' bathroom, the stone wall wriggled, and Sean pushed the door and walked out.

He glanced inside casually. It turned out to be the girls' bathroom where Weeping Myrtle was, but due to the basilisk accident in the second year, Dumbledore sealed it and it has not been opened until now.

A quarter of the power of Hogwarts Castle was hidden in Slytherin's chamber below, but Sean dared not go down, because Gormley Gaunt had said that Salazar Slytherin was returning.

Sean suspects that this has something to do with the returnees. Before he is sure, he is not going to go down and ask for trouble.

Not long after he stood still, Stephanie stepped out of the stone wall.

The petite silver-haired girl's eyes were calm, and she even held a book in her arms.

Without any unnecessary nonsense and opening remarks, Stephanie said, "After notifying the professors, I will monitor Professor Lockhart here. He does have a problem."

"Huh? He noticed something?" Sean asked.

"Yes," Stephanie nodded, "he's in a very different state than he used to be, very restless, very restless, and he was already packing his bags when I first got here."

"Sure enough, he also left a memory switch that can notify him..." Sean said thoughtfully, "but he is not sure whether he will be discovered, and Hogwarts is now very strict with access, he does not have that ability. run out…"

Who knows, Stephanie shook her head.

"Not necessarily. I thought the same as you at first, but slowly I felt something was wrong."

Sean "Oh?" "How do you say?"

"Professor Lockhart is too slow to organize things. You can say that he didn't decide whether to run away because of hesitation, but in such a long time, he only collected a few gorgeous robes and kept them handy. Stuffed a few letters from admirers - and most importantly, he's been looking at the door, looking at the windows, it's a small movement, but he's really looking."

"Gene Era"

"Look?" Sean was a little puzzled.

Stephanie nodded: "He's looking to see if there's a watcher - as soon as someone walks past in the corridor, Professor Lockhart will immediately speed up his packing and show an anxious expression."

Sean raised his brows, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved up.

"He's pretending, he's trying to stall for time..."

"Yes, Professor Lockhart should have realized that his identity has been exposed, but he is pretending - his disguise can't work, no matter who will know this, there is only one possibility, he is delaying time , stalling for someone else to accomplish something, like sending away that prophetic memory that you and the professors never found."

Sean smiled: "I didn't expect Mr. Lockhart to have this kind of consciousness, I really didn't expect..."

Stephanie's expression was still calm: "But you counted it all."

"Just getting used to making all the preparations..." Sean spread his hands, "Based on the time, Professor McGonagall should solve it, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, footsteps came from the stairs next to him.

Professor McGonagall led several people up, each with a wand in his hand.

They saw Sean and Stephanie, and Professor McGonagall trotted: "Have you arrived, Sean?"

"Here, I went to find some evidence - Professor, your office has been patronized again?" Sean said with a smile.

Professor McGonagall nodded: "When you asked Miss Ollivander to notify me, I took someone there. Sure enough, another controlled student was looking for something in my office."

"It seems that the thing they lost is really important." Sean hooked his lips. "However, it's time for our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to be laid off."

Speaking of this, Professor McGonagall's face darkened.

She had always hated Lockhart, who only talked big but couldn't teach the students knowledge. Now, the other party has become an insider, posing a threat to the safety of all the students.

"Let's go."

Professor McGonagall took the lead, and then without any greetings, directly opened the office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class with a spell.

The wooden door hit the wall with a "winter" sound, and the scene of the room inside was exposed to everyone's eyes.

Countless Lockhart frames hang on the wall, brightly lit by many candles, but the man smiling confidently and gracefully in the photo looks very flustered in reality.

Lockhart stood in the middle of the office, several large suitcases open, and he was anxiously stuffing various things inside.

"Oh, oh." Lockhart saw Professor McGonagall and the others who came in, he slowed down the movements in his hands, and very deliberately tucked a robe behind him.

"Anything with me? As you can see, I have to tidy up my room every once in a while, after all, so many admirers are giving me gifts—" Lockhart kept his stiff smile , speaking outrageously fast, "Professor McGonagall? You are bringing so many people, do you want to invite me to start the big class of Defense Against the Dark Arts? Oh - of course I do, but please give me a little time, I need to organize a bit…"

"Stupefy" A red light shot out, hitting Lockhart, who was trying to delay time, directly face to face.

Professor McGonagall took advantage of his face, not wanting to listen to Lockhart's nonsense at all.

Lockhart flew out and slammed heavily on the wall. The photo frames fell and smashed. The Lockharts showed their smiles that won the "Witcher Weekly" Most Charming Award in a mess.

It must have hurt... Sean and Stephanie looked at each other.

He took a step forward, and a few more spells were thrown on Lockhart, who had already passed out in a coma.

Since he has a relationship with the returnee, even if it is Lockhart, Sean will not let his guard down.

Professor McGonagall didn't feel any displeasure at Sean's various restraint spells and hypnosis spells, but instead stretched his brows.

"Practice, Mr. Wallup, plus points for Ravenclaw."

Lockhart was **** by Wu Hua Da, and the others began to quickly search his office.

However, even turning the ceiling over didn't find anything useful.

"That memory has been sent." Sean glanced at Lockhart, then said to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall's expression was not very good-looking, she sighed: "Wait for the news from Filius, I hope that is the last person to hide."

Sean said Nunu to Lockhart: "Open his mouth first."

Professor McGonagall nodded, and soon, Snape came to the scene.

After the old bat came in, he first glanced at Sean. Sean was shocked and subconsciously took a few steps away from Stephanie before the old bat looked away.

So annoying this old bat... Sean secretly slandered, not daring to have any expression on his face.

Snape went over to operate, and the drowsy Lockhart opened his eyes.

"Uh, uh..." He let out a painful moan, shook his head vigorously before regaining some lucid consciousness, and immediately turned pale.

"Merlin's beard... what are you, what are you going to do to me? God, how can you do anything to your colleagues, I know, my talent is always so dazzling, it's easy to overshadow your light - but that's also Can't blame me!"

Lockhart yelled in panic, but Snape's eyes darkened as the words came out.

"Don't think about procrastinating, Mr. Lockhart." Sean said sternly.

Lockhart's expression froze, and he forced a smile: "I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Wallup—and you have to call me professor, don't you? Professor Dumbledore hasn't fired me yet..."

"Do you think you don't get too many extra points from me? These are all small things. You are already very good. Of course, I don't mind sharing my successful experience with you at all..."

Lockhart was talking nonsense, trying to hold off a little longer.

Sean shook his head: "Lockhart, I'm curious, what price they offered, or how they threatened you, so that a timid person like you can do these things regardless of your own safety. ."

Lockhart was stunned for a while, with a clear look of pain in his eyes, and then reluctantly smiled and said: "I-I don't know what you're talking about... Oh, right! I have the Merlin Knights Tier 3 badge! You can't For me!"

He shouted like crazy: "Let me see Dumbledore! Let me see the Minister of Magic! You can't do this to me!"

Sean frowned, the pain in the other's eyes didn't seem to be fake... No, he was so cruel to himself?

The others didn't have time to listen to his nonsense, and Snape pressed Lockhart's chin directly and poured the Veritaserum into it.

Lockhart's chest trembled, and his eyes became dull and confused.

Sean asked directly, "Who do you work for?"

Lockhart shuddered, and the pain spread again.

"I-I don't know...I don't know..."

There was no pity on Sean's face: "Are you and Max Dawson together?"

It is still painful not to know.

Sure enough, it's really **** myself...

Sean looked at several professors: "He hit him hard, if I guessed right, Lockhart has revised most of his memories of these things, because of the conflict, so he is in such pain. ."

Professor McGonagall frowned, and she asked, "What is the task you are receiving now?"

Lockhart finally calmed down, took a deep, shaky breath, and replied in a dry, emotionless voice, "When I'm found, hold off your time so things can have a chance to be sent out. In addition, do your best to recover what you have seized, and if necessary, you can expose yourself and send it back."

Why is that black rhombus crystal so important?

There was a slightly surprised look in Sean's eyes.

Professor McGonagall continued: "Who is your contact person? How do you send it out?"

"I don't have a contact person, I just need someone to send the things out." Lockhart's mouth drooled, "I used the Imperius Curse to control Mrs. Padiff, and she will be responsible for sending the things out. ."

"How?" Professor McGonagall asked.

Lockhart showed a painful look again: "I, I don't know."

Sean took out a note and tossed it in front of him: "You modified all your previous memories? Only left something to remind yourself?"

Lockhart nodded absentmindedly: "Yes, this will guarantee my...my loyalty."

"Hey, loyalty..." Sean laughed sarcastically, "but your loyalty probably won't be given away, Mrs. Paddyff should have been controlled by now."

There was obvious shock in Lockhart's eyes, and even Professor McGonagall looked at Sean with a sigh.

"Sean, how did you know?"

Sean spread his hands: "Nick told me that he met Professor Trelawney when he was following Max Dawson, and I focused my attention on Dawson at the time. And when I found Lockhart When there are questions, I think of what Nick said at the time, 'Mr. Dawson is lucky not to go to the Madame Padiff Tea House, where Lockhart came from, and if you do, you will have to put up with that guy's bragging...' , After thinking about it, I know that I am afraid that Mrs. Perdiff is also under control, so I asked Stephanie to inform you that I will deal with Mrs. Perdiff first. I even suspected that Ms. Rosemerta was just a pretense, sending the prophetic memory to me. The person who went out should be Mrs. Padiff. UU Reading "

After finishing speaking, Sean glanced at Lockhart. At this time, the other party's eyes had completely lost their lustre.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the house, and Professor Flitwick ran over.

The voice of the magic spell professor was sharp and excited: "It's Mrs. Paddyff, she is also under control. Fortunately, you informed in time. When I arrived with someone, she was about to leave Hogsmeade!"

"How's it going?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"I didn't let her run away!" Professor Flitwick said sharply, and then showed some annoyance, "but she was controlled by the Imperius Curse, and we couldn't do it too hard. Although we finally caught her, Mrs Padiff apparently had orders to destroy things!"

With that said, Professor Flitwick took out a broken bottle, and only a trace of silver remained in it.

All kinds of situations are considered in place...

Sean frowned and loosened, and said, "At least they didn't get the prophecy memory. Although we don't know what prophecy they want to obtain, incomplete prophecies are not necessarily useful to them."

"It's a fortune of misfortune." Professor McGonagall sighed, then looked at Sean again, "Lockhart, do you want to ask any more questions?"

Sean shook his head: "Professor, just ask."

He also has a lot of experience with memory spells. He knows that there is a high probability that he can't ask anything. Lockhart can't do anything else. He is indeed a good player in playing with memory, but he doesn't know what this **** is for.

But fortunately, there was no big mess, just, the feeling of being infiltrated at Hogwarts is really bad...+Add bookmark+