Chapter 66: He’s got an owl in his head (please read~)

Is it such a serious matter?

If Voldemort hadn't made such a fuss, it would have been quite serious.

"I will let Minerva talk to him." Dumbledore was stunned for a moment and nodded, "This matter is indeed a bit excessive."

Harry's expression was serious: "My suggestion is to expel him, use this reason to pack up and leave, and then replace him with a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who is at least qualified."

"Harry, I also hope to have a better professor." Dumbledore looked embarrassed, "Hogwarts professor is indeed a very good position, but Defense Against the Dark Arts is not. He is the only one who applied this year."

It's not that he wants to use Lockhart, it's that he can only use Lockhart.

"And even if he leaves, that thing will still stay at Hogwarts."

Harry clicked his tongue.

Only one person applied for the job? Is it because of the curse?

That damn bald old Tom.

"It's not just that." He shook his head and did not continue the topic of expulsion. "Lockhart is a brainless troll, but Voldemort is not."

He paused and then continued: "Lockhart has at least a hundred owls' droppings poured into his head. He recently wants to set up a dueling club and bothers me every day."

It was just as empty as the first time I came back.

"From a magical perspective, he is normal." Dumbledore paused and said more appropriately, "There is nothing out of the ordinary."

"But he's so normal."

"Severus." Dumbledore called him affectionately as he walked out of the secret room.

"Thank you, he is just my professor." Thinking of that scene made Harry feel more sick than eating two pounds of evil spirits.

"Not normal at all." Harry retorted, "Sneaky and sneaky."

Harry shrugged: "If it has something to do with my mother, I don't think you should avoid me."

They can only squat in the common room every day, and the meals are delivered by elves on time. The advantage is that they can order food. In the past few days, Ron has eaten from Iceland to Cyprus.

Snape complained to Dumbledore more than once that he would rather believe that the Dark Lord would choose to possess a troll than such a stupid creature.

"Severus hadn't graduated yet, and he suffered along with us."

"I know." Snape said with great disgust, "I will keep an eye on Lockhart for you, but maybe it would be better for you to leave it to Professor Flitwick."

They can't come and go in the secret room at will like they can in Hogwarts.

Harry was a little confused. What was owl poop? A joke similar to bezoar?

"Is there a possibility of a confusion spell?" Harry looked at Dumbledore.

The elf reappeared in front of Dumbledore, with a fresh and sticky burn on his forehead: "Headmaster Dumbledore, we still can't find the book you want."

Little wizards are not very free.

St. Mungo's checked her inside and out, and found that the Forgetting Curse only made her slightly dazed. She just needed to rest for a month or two and had no other side effects.

"It seems that you have also been blind. I am actually very curious about your feelings. Is she beautiful?" Harry thought thoughtfully, "You are over a hundred years old and still refuse to get married."

"I have always suspected that he is a Squib." Snape shook his head and said with a sneer, "Since he doesn't have one, has he been to the Chamber of Secrets? Maybe he will return there."

"You came to me so late because you finally figured out that you want to treat your brain?"

Ginny came back the day before school started.

Dumbledore reacted with a sigh in his tone: "You mean that thing might be in someone else's hands?"

"I'm waiting for news from the elf." Dumbledore snapped his fingers, "If there is still no news from the students, I think I have to go and have a look with Harry."

Until the end of the holiday, there were no more attacks on students.

Dumbledore waved the wand in his hand: "Don't worry, I just arranged a magic. If he leaves, I will feel it."

It is one of the Unforgivable Curses, which cannot be detected by St. Mungo's and can only be physically isolated.

"Just like an ordinary person without magic." Harry added.

This topic was brought up so naturally.

"come in."

"No, this is Mr. Potter's suggestion." Dumbledore waved his hand, interrupted, and reassured him, "He suspected Lockhart, but I am the headmaster and I cannot just check one professor."

Dumbledore didn't seem to hear Harry's words, so he snapped his fingers, summoned the elves, and asked them to search the students' dormitories again.

The Chamber of Secrets is not open to house elves.

Snape sneered.

Dumbledore just took out his wand.

"On Valentine's Day, he got eight hundred owls from nowhere and sent himself love letters. It was a really bad breakfast."

Snape's face suddenly changed, as if two kilograms of feces had been roughly stuffed into his mouth. His facial features were distorted, his eyes were disgusting, and his body was shaking with anger. He took out his wand and said, "Albus, you are still questioning..."

"Has Professor Lockhart gone out?" Harry asked.

They went to the basement and knocked on Snape's office door.

More than half an hour later.

He even tactfully hinted whether Snape could put on a show with him and give him a hearty victory, but Snape took out his wand and gritted his teeth and refused.

"Lockhart was a nuisance when he was a child." Dumbledore continued with a smile. "That is the thing that I remember most after becoming the headmaster."

That means……

"What's the situation now?" Snape sat down and waved his wand, causing two chairs to fly behind them. "Is it possible that nothing was found?"

Dumbledore said: "Please forgive me, Severus, I believe you, I believe you very much, but after all, I am still the Headmaster of Hogwarts."

"What do you know!" Snape lowered his voice and spoke to Dumbledore, but his eyes fell on Harry.

Dumbledore seemed to remember something interesting and chuckled: "There are only a hundred of them, right? Filius can't do it. He wants to use the age-reducing spell on Lockhart and let him read Hogwart again.

Let’s re-educate him properly, of course, by sending him to another college for education.”

Snape grunted through gritted teeth.

How to design the stage and what cool way to appear.

Snape relented slightly: "Mr. Potter really made a clever suggestion."

He did not, as Harry and Dumbledore suspected, take advantage of the opportunity to inspect other professors, openly build the plank road, secretly build the warehouse, and give the thing to others.

Lockhart was safe and sound - of course, this was not the case for Snape, who was very noisy and would come to his door every day to discuss matters about the dueling club.

As for the Imperius Curse...

There are no basilisks, no books, not even new traces.

Dumbledore nodded: "Harry and I are very suspicious of Lockhart."

They enter the house.

Snape flicked his sleeves without even looking at him.

Lockhart's suspicion diminished?

The three of them got up and hurried to the secret room.

The elf shook his head: "No, the door to Professor Lockhart's office has always been locked. He did not come out, nor did he come out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom."

Harry was surprised, but he didn't ask.

"Is it time to feel relieved now?" Snape sneered.

Dumbledore waved his wand and carefully inspected everything in the office. After listening to Snape's words, a single drawer flew out, covered with a thick layer of white mist. Only he could see the contents inside.

After a while, Snape, with long greasy hair and a black robe that never changes, came out: "Dumbledore, and Potter."

"Perhaps the little witch trapped in the swamp of love will risk her own life for him."

"Oh, yes, love makes you blind."

Wait for everything to return to its original position.

Dumbledore shook his head and said softly: "Severus, I'm here to check your office. I don't know where Voldemort's dark magic items are now."

the holiday is over.

The little wizards who just returned to the castle received an extremely exciting New Year's gift - Hogwarts became even more unsafe, and another person was attacked during the Christmas vacation.

This made the little wizards regret getting on the train.

Isn’t it good to be at home?

Hermione listened to Ron's dazzling description, blinked blankly, and grabbed Harry's hand: "So, haven't you caught that... mysterious man's dark magic item yet?"

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