A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 68: Lockhart’s Trouble

For the next two days, the campus was calm, but there was an undercurrent surging in the dark——

Rita Skeeter's firepower was all focused on Lockhart. After many years, the two fought again in the newspaper.

They are both well-known writers, and each has a huge readership, so their news is the most popular nowadays.

And in the leftovers of the newspaper, sporadic doubts about Dumbledore's inability to deal with the Chamber of Secrets attack began to appear sporadically, from which Felix smelled a conspiracy.

Reminiscent of the conversation between Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall in the Chamber of Secrets, he almost realized what was going on.

It was nothing more than some pure-blood families launched a public opinion offensive, hoping to bring down Dumbledore. But everything can only be in vain, the basilisk is dead, but it has not been revealed.

Dumbledore wanted to go fishing and settle the trouble once and for all, so let him do that, Felix wasn't interested.

In the last class before the holiday, he took the parchment given by Professor McGonagall and explained some precautions according to the script.

"Don't cast spells outside the school, and don't take teaching aids home, you know what I mean."

The little wizards below laughed.

At noon, when Felix walked into the auditorium, he was surprised to see Lockhart standing at the door. He was about to pretend he didn't see it, but was pulled back by Lockhart.

"Professor Lockhart?" He had to stop.

Lockhart said to him uneasily, "Professor Haip, we need to talk."

The two walked into the dark corner in front of the hall.

"Professor Haipu, since we are colleagues, you have to help me, that woman Skeeter is going to drive me crazy!"

Felix asked curiously: "What's going on?"

"That woman spread rumors like crazy in the newspaper and tried her best to ruin my reputation. She even slandered me and said that my adventures were all fake, my God! What absurd remarks!"

Felix looked at him strangely.

"Yeah, you also think it's outrageous, right? You can't doubt me just because I have an outstanding appearance. I didn't drive away Wanlun's female ghost with a smile!" He cleared his throat angrily.

"Professor Lockhart," Felix interrupted him, "please state your purpose directly."

"Oh, ah... Well, it's like this—" His tone became hesitant, "I don't think there is any need to occupy public resources for the quarrel between me and that woman. Maybe we can discuss it in private Communicate...negotiate and resolve..."

"But what does that have to do with me?"

"Come on, Professor Haip. I know that woman's personality, and she will not let you go lightly. In her mind, you are an excellent news material!" Lockhart said shrewdly, "If you want me to say, you greeted her through some big man..."

Felix thought to himself, you are really a talent, you can relate to all of this.

He declined and said, "I'm not familiar with her, but I overheard Principal Dumbledore mentioning that around the holidays, the school will announce a big news, and some reporters will be invited to participate, and maybe she will come too. .”

"Really?" Lockhart's eyes lit up, "I need to talk to Dumbledore... Thank you very much, Professor Haipu, if you need anything in the future, just come to me, I heard you I have research on ancient magic, and I happen to know some knowledge about it."

"Let's talk about it later." Felix said with disinterest.

Lockhart didn't pay attention to his attitude. He bid his farewell cheerfully, apparently intending to go directly to Dumbledore.

"By the way, Professor Lockhart, I heard that your wand..." He wanted to know if Dumbledore cleaned up the smell from the wand when he handed it over.

He was very curious about it.

"Oh, you know it too, right? It's really bad behavior. If you ask me, three weeks of confinement would be light...that reckless Wetherby."

On the other end, Ron stormed back to the common room.

"You shouldn't have stopped me, Harry—" said Ron, who had just had another fight with Percy.

Harry felt uncomfortable. They had dealt with the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets, but at Dumbledore's request, they had to endure for a few days and postpone the announcement until the new semester started.

As a result, his situation has not changed much, and even Ron is carrying a confinement.

But Harry still persuaded Ron, "Think about it, if everything goes well, after Christmas, we can let Malfoy get the punishment he deserves, and then all the troubles will be solved together!"

His words made Ron feel better, "That's right, I really hope Christmas comes sooner."

Immediately, he said happily, "Harry, that's a special contribution award. No one in our family has ever won it, not even Bill! When I get the trophy, I must smash it in Percy's face up."

On the other side of the table, Hermione had been writing and drawing on the parchment, not participating in their discussion.

"Hermione, what are you doing?"

Hermione raised her head from the parchment, and she sighed, "I'm planning the transformation of the beaded pouch, hey, it's too difficult."

Harry asked her very interestedly, "Is that the little bag that can release the devil's vine?"

"That's right, the basilisk caused some damage to it in the Chamber of Secrets, and I applied with Professor Haipu to allow me to complete the repair work independently. But it is much more troublesome than I imagined, even if I looked at it The professor made it from beginning to end..."

Harry couldn't help asking a few more questions, and the little witch enthusiastically explained the basic concepts of ancient runes to the two of them. Harry and Ron were dizzy after hearing this, and they changed the topic tacitly.

In the evening, Felix took out the diary and wrote and drew on it again.

"Hagrid was taken away, I don't know if I did it right ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Felix wrote, of course it was a bluff, he also cleaned up the prepared Christmas presents in the afternoon, including Hagrid's.

A string of flamboyant handwriting appeared on the diary, "You are doing the right thing, believe me, the attack will definitely stop, and you are the biggest contributor."

Felix said "unmoved", "I will not easily believe what you say, and I will always be vigilant!"

"Of course, if the attack happens again, you can hand me over." The diary wrote.

Felix changed his pen, "I'm curious, how were you made? You know, your carrier is just an ordinary book, but it carries a memory for half a century!"

Diary does not reject this question, on the contrary, he welcomes it very much. Let's talk, open your heart to me...

A string of fluent words quickly poured out on the page, "That involves very profound magic, if you are interested, I will tell you everything I know."

As a result, one person, one diary communicated in a harmonious and friendly atmosphere.

In the beginning, they were discussing relatively superficial areas, but after Felix pointed out his mistakes several times, the diary had to come up with more advanced content, but he was also quite cunning, and many key points were Pushed that "I did not inject this part of the information back then."

That night, Felix acquired some techniques for storing memories on regular objects, as well as some superficial knowledge of bloodline research.

At the end of the exchange, the diary strongly recommended to him a "soul-relaxing technique". He vowed that this technique has the effect of increasing magic power...

After Felix locked the diary, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, I believe you.