A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

　　 "It's so exciting! I never dreamed that there would be such a plot." Fred and George murmured, they took a detour and hid in the grass, spying on the movement through the cracks.

　　 Dumbledore held Fudge's hand: "Don't worry, Fudge, you will be fine."

　　 "You promise? Dumbledore?" Half of his face became pitch black.

　　 "I assure you, Fudge."

　　 Fudge's expression became calm, and he fell asleep.

　　 Dumbledore retracted his glowing fingers and turned to look at Kingsley: "We need to take him to the school hospital."

　　 "But, Minister Fudge said..."

　　 "The poison of the basilisk needs to be resolved as soon as possible," Dumbledore said.

　　 The man named Kingsley quickly compromised, "Everything is up to you."

　　 Dumbledore turned to Flitwick and McGonagall and said, "Filius, Minerva, you stay here, maintain order, and get rid of the basilisk." The two professors nodded.

　　 Hagrid volunteered to pick up Fudge, and walked towards the school hospital with Dumbledore and Kingsley.

　　 Lucius took advantage of the chaos and left, and he found his son Draco Malfoy.

　　 "What's the truth about the secret room?" Lucius asked him.

　　 "It's Potter and the others! Dad, Potter is a snake-like voice. It's because of this that he discovered the secret room!" Draco said with an unhappy expression.

　　 "Snakeman voice!" Lucius was really surprised. He thought that the diary he threw to the Weasley family's little daughter was found.

　　 "Have you found out who opened the secret room?" Lucius asked vaguely.

　　 "No, not yet." Draco gave his father a fearful look and stammered. He didn't say what he had briefly been controlled by dark magic items.

　　 "Really?" Lucius didn't notice this little movement, and his expression became unpredictable.

　　...

　　 Rita Skeeter wanted to follow up to film the horror of the Minister of Magic, but she looked at Lockhart at the scene again, and after some weighing, she quickly determined the real goal.

　　 The fellow is an enemy, and he must be fucked!

　　 "Crack!"

　　 "Crack!"

　　 "Crack!"

　　 "Crack!"

　　 Lockhart was at a loss, covering his face: "Hey, stop! Stop it!"

　　 However, Rita Skeeter has been shooting more vigorously. Her current creative desire is simply overwhelming, but unfortunately, because of some scruples, she did not bring an automatic quill and parchment.

　　 She took a peek at Felix, and he watched it all silently.

　　 This relieved Rita Skeeter, it seemed that "this one" didn't care about other people. Next time you have a chance to come to Hogwarts, you must be fully prepared.

　　 "Oh my God, Professor McGonagall must be furious." said Hermione, hiding behind a huge courtyard pillar. Harry and Ron looked at their transformation class professor, her face was about to be distorted.

The situation has developed to a scene where Lockhart rushed over and Skeeter snatched the camera, but it seemed that Lockhart was not her opponent based solely on physical strength. Skeeter’s two-inch nails marked ten on his face. A few scars.

　　 "My handsome face!" Lockhart was going crazy.

　　Professor McGonagall had to step forward to separate the two, her lips trembled with anger, "Professor Lockhart, please leave here at once! As for you..." She looked at Rita Skeeter in disgust.

　　 "Oh, you don't have to worry about me, Professor McGonagall." Rita Skeeter said brazenly. "I just wandered around. I haven't been back to school for many years. I really miss it."

　　 "Let's do it with you." McGonagall ignored her for the time being. She cooperated with Professor Flitwick and dragged the basilisk away.

　　 Felix looked around, Lockhart looked like an angry bull, he didn't want to get involved. He turned and walked in the direction of the school hospital.

After a while, Lockhart calmed down completely. He suddenly realized that he was facing an unprecedented crisis. He straightened his messy hair and said to Rita Skeeter, "Skeeter, we need to talk. , One to one."

　　 The woman gave him a haughty look. She took the biggest gain this time-the magic camera, and handed it to her two assistants, "Look at it, you stay away."

　　 The two assistants left. At this moment, only Lockhart and Skeeter remained in the clearing.

　　 Secretly, the twins and the trio held their breath.

　　 Rita Skeeter glanced at Lockhart with disdain, and she grinned in a victorious gesture: "What are you going to talk to me? I think, there is no need for this—"

　　 "The famous best-selling author!"

Lockhart’s handsome face became distorted, but he looked around and said in a low voice, “We don’t have to make trouble to this point. I can give you Jin Jialong as compensation, as long as you don’t mention anything about it. ."

　　 Rita Skeeter glanced at him.

　　 "Two thousand gallons!" Lockhart said painfully.

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　　 "Four thousand!"

　　 "Ten thousand gold gallons! You greedy woman!"

Rita Skeeter smiled stiffly, but she still didn't let go. She leaned closer and said, "Lockhart, you can go back and think about it first, to understand a question, how much is the reputation of a great writer? ."

　　"—And," she fiddled with her nails, "think about how to clean up the charge of attacking the Minister of Magic."

　　 "It was just an accident!" Lockhart gritted her teeth and looked at her, but the woman had left with satisfaction.

　　 He held the wand in his hand, tried to do something several times, but finally gave up. He returned to his office decadently.

　　 The lively courtyard once again returned to calm.

　　 The twins looked at each other and quietly left. Behind a pillar, the three Harry looked at each other.

　　 "Dirty money deal!" Hermione was filled with indignation. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

　　 Ron shrugged: "This is normal. When my father went to check Malfoy Manor, he had heard the news in advance. What do you think it is because of?"

　　 Harry looked at the direction Lockhart was leaving, and couldn't help asking: "You said, will Lockhart be put in jail?"

　　 Ron said without hesitation: "That's not good, but if I were Fudge, I mean, as the Minister of Magic, I can't afford to lose that person."

　　 "Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

"what?"

"Everything that happened today is an accident, isn't it? You know that the basilisk has been solved, he could have been around for a whole year unharmed, and then write a book like "My Year at Hogwarts" Book, earn a lot of Jin Jialong."

　　 "You mean, the curse of the Dark Lord?" Ron reacted.

　　Hermione blinked her eyes and said with great interest: "Quite interesting idea, Harry, maybe the true face of the curse is to magnify the probability of various accidents. We can check."

Ron grimaced, "Hermione, don’t you think you’ve been too busy lately? I’ll do the calculations for you, go to class, do homework, weekend magic writing instructions, correct test papers, learn special transformations, and now you have to study curse…"

　　 Hermione snorted, and she asked, "Don't you think that solving the puzzles is a very fulfilling thing?"

　　...

　　 On the other side, Rita Skeeter, who was looking at the scenery slowly, suddenly turned back on the same road after turning the courtyard.

　　 Her eyes kept searching, Lockhart's speed was too fast, she had lost his shadow. But she quickly found a turning point—

　　 "Hey, you three! Little wizards, stop."