Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

Lockhart shrugged. "Hagrid, you can't force your kids to like magical creatures. Maybe when they grow up, they'll understand how interesting magical creatures are..."

"Yeah, but Hermione is much better. I think she's starting to like the conservation of magical creatures. She's always more mature than the other kids."

Lockhart Khan, he guessed that Hermione chose the magical creature protection class because she wanted to and promised to stagger from Pandora's class in order to come and meet him, but saying this kind of thing would make Hagrid angry.

"Yeah, Hermione is always more mature than other children." Lockhart said perfunctorily, "Hagrid, do you know all the unicorns in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Unicorns? What are you doing?" Hagrid glanced at Lockhart strangely. "Yeah, I know them all. They are very kind creatures, noble and beautiful... I really want them to help me in my class. , but they are too proud..."

"Ah, beautiful unicorn, I've never seen it before..." Lockhart sighed.

"It's easy for you to see them, and if you want their tail hairs I have plenty," Hagrid said nonchalantly, "but if you want their blood, don't. It's hard, and cursed. "

Before Lockhart said it, Hagrid brought it up, which saved Lockhart's effort: "Hagrid, when it comes to the curse in the blood of unicorns, how did it come about? How can it be obtained? Cursed unicorn blood?"

"God, Gilderoy, I guess no one in the world knows the questions you asked. Even if you ask the unicorn and assume the unicorn can talk, it will tell you that it doesn't know..."

"Ah..." Lockhart was a little disappointed, but fortunately he didn't expect too much: "Hagrid, have you asked about unicorns or taken their blood?"

"Of course, I have a good relationship with them. At first I thought that as long as people didn't hurt it on purpose, the blood I got was not cursed." Hagrid began to recall, "Then I met one the other day and accidentally injured myself. unicorn, I wound it and took some of the blood that came out."

"Is there still a curse?"

"Yes, I took it to St. Mungo's for identification..." Hagrid said regretfully: "There is still a curse."

"Then I was not convinced, and I discussed with a unicorn who is my best friend and let it give me some blood, and it agreed..."

"It agreed?" Lockhart asked in surprise. "Could it be..."

"Yes, there are still curses..." Hagrid shook his head. "From the book, someone has been friends with unicorns for a long time, but I just don't believe in evil."

Lockhart frowned in distress: "If you breed a unicorn and let it recognize me as the master, will there be no curse. Remember the basilisk, it won't petrify the master."

"A very reasonable idea," Hagrid shook his head, "but that's impossible, not to mention that unicorns are very powerful magical creatures, after all, they can't be stronger than wizards. But they are arrogant creatures, no It is possible that those who accept breeding would rather commit suicide. Some people have caught little unicorns, but they died when they were raised, and the blood they took was cursed.”

"Hehe, magical creatures always have weird tempers or habits..." Lockhart nodded helplessly.

"Speaking of basilisks, Gilderoy..." Hagrid said embarrassedly, "Dumbledore said to me, you said that basilisk venom can destroy Horcruxes, so he asked me to find a way to raise a basilisk, saying It may take a few years for the venom to be used."

"Mr. Headmaster is really whimsical... Or is he desperate?" Lockhart couldn't help laughing. "I said that the venom of the Millennium Basilisk can destroy Horcruxes. Are you going to fight the mysterious man for a long time?"

"I don't think it's possible either, but raising a basilisk is really an interesting idea, I've wanted to do it for a long time!" Hagrid said excitedly, "It's just illegal, but if Dumbledore asked me to do it, I would Just feel free to find a way!"

"how,

Did you raise it? "

"No, I'm working on it, it doesn't look complicated - it comes from the magic egg that the seven-year-old rooster laid in the sky of Sirius, and hatched by the toad, the toad is easy to handle, now we just have to let the seven-year-old rooster live in Sirius Just lay eggs when you're empty."

What the hell... Lockhart resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "Maybe we can call Sirius to help, doesn't his name mean Sirius."

"Good idea!" said Hagrid, surprised. "Perhaps this means, let Sirius keep a rooster for seven years, and then he can lay eggs?"

"Don't make trouble, Hagrid, it's definitely not like this, if you have time to look through the forbidden book, maybe there is a correct method." Lockhart said with a smile, "Even if we raise it, we will have to wait for at least a hundred years. The venom can destroy the Horcrux."

"That's right, but raising a basilisk sounds really tempting."

"Yeah, very tempting..." Lockhart said helplessly, "Then Hagrid, I'll go first, if anything happens to your Aragog, or if there's any news from the Unicorn, please Be sure to notify me."

"Oh... ok, Gilderoy." The mention of Aragog made Hagrid suddenly frustrated. "I'll let you know, maybe his funeral."

"Gidro..." Hermione knocked on the door and entered Lockhart's teacher's dormitory, threw herself into his arms, today was her birthday, she felt that she should enjoy Lockhart's preference anyway, "I have a birthday. A present?"

"I'm not the best birthday present." Lockhart saw that Hermione was wearing the ruby ​​necklace he brought back from China, which made the skin on her neck even whiter.

"I love this birthday present, Gilderoy." Hermione kissed Lockhart, clumsily entwining their tongues, as if that would make Lockhart love only himself.

After the passionate kiss, Lockhart put the flushed Hermione on the bed, and the two took off their wizard robes and hugged each other.

"How did you get here? Professor McGonagall won't find out." Lockhart asked with concern, stroking Hermione's skin.

"I borrowed Harry's invisibility cloak and piled it up and pretended I was in bed, no one would find out," Hermione told Lockhart smugly. Hart, looking forward to his moves.

"No hurry, let's chat, how was Harry's potions book last time?"

"In addition to the knowledge of potions, there are some spells in that book!" Hermione wondered why she asked these questions, "but they seem to be tricks."

"Well, what have you been up to lately?" Lockhart wanted to ask about the rumors.

"I followed your suggestion and was trying to find a way to promote L.L.E's plan to fight for the welfare of the elves," Hermione rested her head on Lockhart's chest, "Rita Skeeter also thought it was a good idea. What's the idea?"

Lockhart fiddled with Hermione's long soft brown hair, pretending to ask unintentionally, "Hermione, what's the matter with the recent rumors in the school, and how did it leak out?"

"Ah...what rumor?"

Lockhart heard the trembling in Hermione's words: "That's it, the rumor that Professor Lockhart likes Hermione Granger. Although I do like you, how can it be spread around?"

"Gidro, I..." Hermione felt a little guilty. "I'm so annoyed that there are boys chasing me. Tell him I like Professor Lockhart..."

"Which boy?" Lockhart asked slightly threateningly. "Don't lie, don't forget that I'm a Legilimency. Would you like me to practice Occlumency for you?"

"Professor, I was wrong!" Hermione panicked and hugged Lockhart tightly. "It's me... I couldn't help telling other girls that you like me... I didn't lie."

"Don't be afraid, little sweetheart, I like you, but don't forget, you promised to be my lover." Lockhart couldn't bear to see her so flustered, and kissed Hermione's forehead, "Don't go anywhere. Spread the word, okay, otherwise I might be kicked out of Hogwarts by Mr. Headmaster."

Hermione was a little relieved: "I'm sorry, Gilderoy, I'll pay attention later."

"If you know you're wrong, you can change to be a good girl, but this time I will punish you, otherwise you won't have a long memory."

"How to punish?" The little girl looked at him in panic.

Lockhart put his hand behind Hermione and patted her little butt hard, with a crisp "pop", causing Hermione to scream. After a few pretentious beatings, Hermione's face was so red that she begged for mercy again and again. Sweat and water caused her body to start exuding that intoxicating smell again, and Lockhart rolled over and pressed her under him.

"Okay, enough punishment." Lockhart gently helped Hermione take off her underwear, "Now it's your birthday."

【…】

Just licking, kissing, and fondling made this little witch very satisfied, and Lockhart was surprised that he could always be addicted to the smell of her bodily fluids without taking the last step. The power of Ecstasy is really long-lasting. And looking at Hermione's appearance, it seems that she has no idea that there are more things between men and women to do, but it is also very exciting.