Chapter 151 The Mysterious Lockhart
Chapter 151 The Mysterious Lockhart
Chapter 151 The Mysterious Lockhart
Loila certainly wouldn't lay a hand on Mr. Lockhart, but she didn't want this strange scene to continue any longer.
So she flicked her wand gently.
"Buzz!"
With a flick of the staff, golden light shone, illuminating the entire auditorium and causing all the students to instinctively close their eyes.
When they opened their eyes again, the auditorium had returned to its previous state—all the fancy decorations had disappeared, and only Lockhart and the fairies he had invited were still wearing their white suits.
Professor Hamilton—has disappeared.
"————" Lockhart was silent for a few seconds, his body trembling slightly—then, he suddenly revealed that smile that everyone was familiar with but hated.
"Where are all my fans? Today I'll be drawing hearts on my autograph!"
The next day, another irresponsible rumor circulated at Hogwarts.
Professor Hamilton rejected Lockhart's advances.
"Hmm!"
Loila huddled in her office, clutching her head, her body trembling as she bit her lip.
I seem to have embarrassed Mr. Lockhart—but that's Mr. Lockhart's problem!
How could he—how could he use a spell on a student?
And he—why he—Mr. Lockhart is of course Mr. Lockhart. Roy observed Mr. Lockhart while using the Curse of All Ends.
He did not use compound decoctions—at least it appeared not to—but his performance was quite different from Mr. Lockhart's.
On the eve of Christmas, Mr. Lockhart, who had never used his wand before, even when he was so angry, suddenly used a Confusion Charm on a student.
And it was silent—
But that student didn't actually show any malice.
Loila slumped on the table, troubled and unsure of what to do—after all, she had apparently ruined Mr. Lockhart's "ball."
I'm really not a good fit for the group — I'm sure a lot of students dislike me — after all, there were quite a few people dancing back then —
Perhaps I'm being a bit too disappointing—I'm always like this, even back in Durmstrang—leaving the other students behind—leaving Müller behind—and it was the same when I went to Neumorgad.
The unpleasant memories of Lord Grindelwald—Lady Vida—and even the fact that she ultimately betrayed Lord Grindelwald's trust—surged back like a tidal wave, leaving Loira slumped on the table in dejection, speechless.
Those timid blue eyes looked somewhat lost; even looking at the knowledge about magic arrays before her, Loira couldn't recover.
"Alright, Loila————" At this moment, Loila suddenly felt a hand on her head. It was a hand that was cool but very gentle.
Miss Nagini gently cradled Loira's hair, deftly braiding it as she spoke softly, "This isn't your fault, is it?"
"Since he used a spell on the students, you should stop him." Nagini's voice was exceptionally gentle; she seemed to be such a gentle person.
"So, what did Royla do wrong?"
"But—but what about the other students—"
"They'll understand," Nagini said, then suddenly chuckled. "And I don't think anyone would like such an exaggerated scene."
"Except for people as flamboyant as him."
Nagini lowered her head slightly, her face pressed against Loila's long silver hair: "You did a very good job just now—just like a real professor."
"If Professor McGonagall were there, she might have done the same."
"Is that so?" Loila muttered softly. She had just acted on impulse or perhaps out of a fit of anger—but hearing Nagini say this made her feel a little happy.
Am I the kind of person who would be happy if I disappointed others?
"Alright, Loila." Nagini patted Loila's head. "I've done a nice haircut for you—aren't you going to see Luna later?"
"Hmm... Hmm?" Loila paused for a moment, then subconsciously turned her head to look at Nagini.
"Miss Nagini?"
"Hmm?" Nagini smiled slightly. "What's wrong?"
"Did you just call me—did you just call me—Loila?"
"Yes," Nagini nodded gently, "We're friends, isn't that right?"
"Or do you prefer me to call you Miss Hamilton?"
"No, no—no—that's not it!" Loila quickly shook her head. "I—I—"
"I want you to call me—call me Loila—"
Seeing Loira blush, Nagini chuckled, "Then you can just call me Nagini, just like you call Luna."
"Miss or something like that is not a term of address that should be used between friends."
"And also—you can tell me whatever's bothering you, after all, I said before—"
"I want to help you—" Nagini said softly, "and I will never forget what you said." Nagini's words made Loila bite her lip, and her pointed ears trembled slightly with excitement.
After a long silence, she whispered, "That—Nagini little—Nagini—"
"Did you—did you feel anything just now—?"
"Is Mr. Lockhart acting a bit strange?"
"Hmm—" Hearing Loila's question, Nagini nodded slightly, thought for a few seconds, and then said, "If Lockhart used to be an arrogant bastard—then just now he was more like a hypocritical bastard."
Bastard?!
Is this a bad choice of words? — But Nagini seems to share my opinion — Mr. Lockhart is indeed a bit — strange, isn't he?
"If you have any doubts, perhaps I can help you," Nagini said after thinking for a moment. "For example—follow him—"
"Let's see what he's really up to."
As she spoke, Nagini picked up the coffee on the table: "Don't you think it's a bit much that he's always so eager to invite you—"
"Is that strange?"
"So it's all thanks to Miss Hamilton that Lockhart didn't cause any bigger trouble."
In the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts, McGonagall glared at Dumbledore with displeasure: "Albus—"
I've said before that Lockhart isn't a qualified professor.
"The farce he caused today is not good for Hogwarts," McGonagall said, frowning. "He's been creating trouble all along."
"The Cornish elf, Harry's affair has caused trouble with Hagrid, and he's been harassing Miss Hamilton all along."
"Albus————"
"I know, Minerva," Dumbledore nodded slightly, saying thoughtfully, "but sometimes people are a mirror."
"He would tell others what kind of person they shouldn't be."
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Dumbledore slowly rose to his feet, saying, "Also, Minerva."
"Mr. Lockhart won't be staying at Hogwarts for much longer either," he said, winking.
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