Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

readx; "Oh... I am... I am willing..." Hermione searched her memory hard, she could almost hear her mind whirling, and after a few seconds, she remembered the sentence herself The lines have been designed a long time ago: "If you don't leave, I will depend on each other for life and death!"

Lockhart stood up, held the "pendant" in his hand, put his hands behind her neck, which was covered by thick brown hair, and tied his proposal necklace for her.

"Hermione, take good care of this thing, as long as it's there, I'll never leave you," Lockhart decided to tell her. "You protect it more than you protect me."

"Why?" Hermione's eyes widened, and she looked at the small golden ball hanging on her chest. It was an object with almost perfect defense magic. Lockhart did not arrange for Voldemort's mind-affecting evil magic on it, and no one could find it abnormal without careful observation.

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Lockhart thinks that Horcrux should be like this. Almost all of Voldemort's Horcruxes are extraordinary, and he can't wait to tell everyone who comes into contact with them "I am a Horcrux".

"You mean, it's a—" Hermione quickly understood what Lockhart had said. "When did you do it, my God..."

"You're not going to tell anyone, are you," Lockhart whispered in her ear, tickling Hermione. "You'll protect it too, won't you."

"Of course, this is a secret between us!" He actually made this kind of thing and gave it to himself for safekeeping! This intimacy and trust... "But, won't such evil magic affect your mind?"

"There's no evil magic, only evil people," Lockhart said. "As for whether I've become a bad person, you'll know right away. Come out and watch me in the middle of the night, Harry. I want to sleep first!"

"Oh, okay. Right now!" Harry wasn't asleep.

Following Hermione's exclamation, Lockhart hugged her and walked into another tent...

【…】

"Good morning." Hermione got up with weak legs to prepare breakfast.

"Morning, are we really going to rest here today?" Harry asked cheerfully. He now feels that victory is at hand, and it is acceptable to relax a little.

"Well, you can go around. It's on the edge of a large virgin forest, and the scenery is pretty good!" Lockhart said, "If the Floo network doesn't recover tomorrow, let's discuss where to go."

After breakfast, Harry proposed to go fishing in the nearby river.

The weather was fine, and it seemed that God was celebrating that they finally destroyed the Horcrux, but—

"What should I do if the river freezes?" Lockhart, who has no experience in winter fishing at all, asked Harry who suggested it.

"Break a hole, I thought the professor knew everything!" Harry grinned and took out his wand. "It's torn apart."

There was a crisp sound, and the ice on the river broke a big hole, and Harry sat by the river and started fishing.

"You can make some fishing rods with magic, too," said Harry. "Just bend the wire, I have the bait!"

"Then why don't you just use magic to fry the fish, what's the fun in fishing..." Hermione said disdainfully.

"Girls don't understand the joy of fishing... Fishing is better than fish, getting out of the hustle and bustle and enjoying the indifference and quietness of fishing. After a long wait, if you can get something small, then there will be more. A sense of accomplishment, and the joy of sharing the fruits after returning!" Black did not agree with Hermione's proposal, but after Hu Chuihai talked about it - he also felt itchy. "And now do we have anything urgent. Shouldn't we have to wait? Harry, give me a wire, and I'll make a hook and line too!"

"I've never fished in winter." Albert was also interested. "I am also participating."

"Gidro,

I'm going to pick some mushrooms, are you coming, I'm afraid..." Hermione pretended to be afraid.

"Okay, let's go." Lockhart hugged Hermione and walked deep into the forest.

Survival in the wild is part of Auror training. Lockhart is still fairly clear on what mushrooms can and cannot be eaten, but it's January.

"It's freezing and snowing, where can I find mushrooms, and watch me go get some game."

"Ah, I forgot that mushrooms don't grow in winter..." said Hermione, blushing. "What are you going to do?"

"You can fight whatever you see, and if you don't see anything, I'll eat you~" Lockhart said with a smile, "But forget it, winter is not a good season for field battles."

"I knew I wanted that." Hermione spat at him, but she was a little curious...what was that feeling?

There are not many animals that are active in winter. After walking around the edge of the forest for an hour, he saw a few wild deer. Lockhart was about to start, but was stopped by Hermione.

"You see there are deer in the group, don't let it lose its father or mother." Hermione said, pulling Lockhart's hand with his wand.

"Hey, then we come home empty-handed?" Lockhart put down his wand, "Harry also has relatives in the fish he caught, why don't you stop him."

"It doesn't feel the same," Hermione said with a pouted mouth, "Don't tell me that all things are equal, the big truth that humans are at the top of the food chain, just take a walk around to relax."

This is not a matter of principle, Hermione will follow her if she is soft-hearted, and the two of them follow their memory back to the edge of the tent. After sitting together and having a flirtation, Harry and the others also came back.

"Great harvest, the fish in winter are really good to catch!" Sirius said, holding up the basket in his hand.

"We'll have fish steak for lunch!" Harry announced happily.

"I don't know how to kill fish..." Hermione said embarrassedly. "My mother always did it."

"I will, I always did this sort of thing when I was at my uncle's house," Harry exclaimed, "I can actually cook anything, unless Hermione has to make it for the professor— —”

"Shut up, I just want to practice more, isn't I doing pretty well now!" Hermione interrupted Harry's sarcasm, "Then you can make fish steak, I'll prepare Main dish…”

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"It's delicious!" Lockhart's eyes widened. "Better than Hermione... as delicious as what Hermione makes!"

Hermione showed her disdain with her nose.

"Looks like Harry's aunt and uncle lost a good cook," Blake was slightly annoyed, obviously imagining Harry being abused by his aunt and uncle as a child. "Ah—it's my fault, I shouldn't be obediently going to Azkaban..."

"It tastes really good, it's the most fragrant fish steak I've ever eaten, and this is a place where the cooking conditions are so poor." Albert also praised, "Harry, you can become a chef after the war is over. If you get rich, just open a shop called 'Savior Restaurant'!"

"No no no, Harry should learn to write with me," Lockhart said with a smile, "and then write your own story into a book called The Legend of Harry Potter or The Self-Cultivation of a Savior. Guaranteed to earn enough money for a lifetime with one book."

"No, I want to be an Auror and destroy all the dark wizards in the world!" Harry repeated his ideal aloud: "You promised me, Professor!"

"Oh—yes, I almost forgot, well, I'll introduce you." Lockhart nodded approvingly, "If possible, I'll train you myself."

"I want to be an Auror too..." Hermione looked at him pitifully.

"Aurors are not for you, but you can be the brains behind the Auror department."

"Just stay with you~" Hermione whispered.

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"Hey, why does it feel cold... Has the Warming Charm expired?" After happily eating the fish steak, everyone touched their stomachs and started chatting... Harry asked strangely, "I suddenly have a feeling of deja vu— —”

"Oops!" Lockhart also noticed something was wrong. "It seems that the Dementors are coming."

"What, aren't they extinct?"

"How is that possible? It's only been surrounded and suppressed once, and it is absolutely impossible to kill them cleanly..." Lockhart stood up, took out his wand and walked out, and the others followed nervously.

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[I wish readers a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and should add more updates, but these two days I have been busy deleting all the words and sentences of kissing and hugging in the book. I am exhausted from self-castration, and I don’t write much. The manuscripts that have not been reviewed and polished have fallen. Break 30,000, so be it.

This is the rhythm of our country to build the most healthy country in the world~]

——(To be continued.)

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