Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

"I told you not to eavesdrop on the meeting, how many times did you say it?" Jasmine rushed to pinch Fred and George's ears, but was dodged, "You guys are so curious, go and catch the mysterious man?!"

"Mom! We just want to help!" The two answered in unison.

"Mrs. Weasley, we are just curious and want to contribute," Hermione said embarrassedly.

"Oh, honey, it's for your own good to keep you from listening, okay?" Mrs. Weasley said softly, turning her head.

"Jasmine, I'll go first." Lockhart turned and walked towards the door, not ready to help the Weasleys train the children.

"Professor, wait!" Ginny yelled, "I'm going to protect Harry too!"

"Children, what are you doing," Lockhart said without turning his head, "you clean this room well."

Ginny ran over, grabbed Lockhart's shirt and acted coquettishly: "Professor~"

Lockhart turned his head helplessly, "Ginny, I'm not traveling, I can't even be found by Harry, what can you do in the past?"

"Protect Harry!" Ginny said firmly, "I would give everything to protect the Savior!"

"Hmph~" Lockhart breathed out, "Ginny, you can't even beat me without a wand in my class, how can you protect Harry?"

"I can hit a professor who doesn't have a wand," Hermione asked weakly beside him. "Can I go?"

"Nonsense!" Lockhart frowned, shook off Ginny's hand, and walked towards the door, but Ginny hugged Lockhart's waist: "Professor, take me there, I promise not to cause trouble~ "

"Forget it, Gilderoy, take Ginny with you. I guess you've been suffocated here for the past two days," Mrs. Weasley pleaded to help Ginny. "Anyway, I can rest assured that you are here."

"Since you say that," Lockhart said with a headache, "all right then."

"I'm going too!" Hermione called.

"Then let Hermione go too," Jasmine was always soft-hearted towards girls, "She'll be boring if she stays alone."

Lockhart: "..."

"We're going to protect Harry too!" the twins said neatly.

"I'm going too," said Ron in a sullen voice.

"Go back and clean the house!" Jasmine picked up a blanket of chicken feathers and chased the three boys upstairs.

"Professor, let's go~" Hermione happily ran over and grabbed Lockhart's arm. Ginny gave Hermione a strange look, as if thinking about whether she should hug Lockhart's other arm as well.

"Hermione, don't hold me like that," said Lockhart angrily, but to no avail.

In order not to attract Harry's attention, the three used the Muggle mode of transport - taxis. Hermione and Lockhart were normal, but Ginny asked the driver curiously all the way. Fortunately, Ginny was cute and the driver didn't bother her.

"No meeting with Harry, no spells allowed, and Mrs. Figg being polite. If you can't, I'll send you back, understand?"

"Understood."

Lockhart stepped forward, knocked on the door, and a grizzled woman opened it.

"Hello, Mrs Figg," said Lockhart politely.

"Ah, hello Mr. Lockhart, I already know, who are these two?" Mrs. Figg looked suspiciously at Ginny and Hermione.

"A prospective member of the Order of the Phoenix, Harry's friend."

"Oh? There are already reserve members. It's going to be a big news." Mrs. Figg smiled and let the door open. "Come in."

Lockhart came into the house, and the smell of cabbage came over him.

Hermione and Ginny also said hello to Mrs. Figg and walked in, and were immediately attracted to Mrs. Figg's cat.

"Where's Mundungus?" Lockhart asked angrily after looking around.

"He went out to wander,

Mrs. Figg explained. "He said no one was going to attack Harry at all, and that's true. There are so many spells here that the bad guys can't even find him." "

"You can't let your guard down. Those spells are not omnipotent, they can only block humans." Lockhart said dissatisfiedly, "Mundungus is really unreliable."

"It's right to be cautious, Mr. Lockhart." Mrs. Figg, as a Squib, was obviously a little nervous in front of a famous wizard like Lockhart, she said flatteringly: "I'm afraid you have to use the same one as Mundungus. There is a room, and the other one is for the two little girls."

"Excuse me." Lockhart nodded and went upstairs.

Pushing open the door, a messy room is presented in front of you, with messy gadgets everywhere, and a few adult magazines thrown on the bed.

Lockhart frowned, took out his staff and shook it a few times: "The air is fresh, the items are returned, and they are cleaned up." Then he walked to the window with satisfaction and looked out.

In front of him was the house where Harry had lived for more than ten years. At this time, it stood there quietly, unable to see the scene in the house. The house had been cast with a powerful protection spell and could not be probed with the spell.

Lockhart remembered something and cast a spell on the window so that it could only see from the inside.

After looking at it for a while, there was still no movement on the other side. Lockhart left the window. There is a spell here that can automatically call the police to him and Mrs. Figg when there is a magic power fluctuation. There is no need to keep staring. He is now next door.

The two little girls were busy cleaning the room, and when they saw Lockhart coming, Ginny looked at him pitifully: "Professor, we can't use magic—"

Lockhart nodded, took out his wand and cleaned the room for them.

"We're not here to play, don't run around, just stay in the room."

"Oh," Ginny and Hermione replied.

"Especially you Ginny," Lockhart looked at the red-haired girl. "We all know you like Harry, but don't stop looking for him, understand."

"Who said I liked Harry," Ginny blushed immediately, but saw Lockhart's serious eyes, "Got it."

"You should have brought books, just read them in your room, preview the next semester's courses, and ask me if you don't understand anything. The professor will provide services throughout the whole process. This is really a luxurious study trip." Lockhart With a sigh of relief, he turned and left.