Tom glanced at Lockhart and asked Peter: "Have your psychiatrist and priest solved it? If not, I have a good candidate here."
Peter looked at Lockhart, who was sitting quietly in the corner studying the pattern on the plate, and immediately replied: "No, there happens to be one person missing."
They are actually recruiting psychiatrists, and the pastors are also in contact, and they all have relatively specific goals. But the second boss has spoken, so of course they have to give him some face. Even if they find them, they still haven't found them.
Lockhart's face was stiff, "Actually, you can think about it more seriously-"
"I have decided that you will be the priest." Tom stared at Lockhart's eyes, and his right eye seemed to be turning into a snake pupil, "There is no second option."
In Peter's ears, this meant that Lockhart was the only candidate for the priest, but Lockhart knew very well that Tom was warning him that the only way he could choose was the prison priest.
Either stay in the prison and serve as a pastor who counsels prisoners psychologically, or...
Lockhart was so anxious that he almost shed tears: How could there be such an evil little wizard! Is this really Dumbledore's student? It looks white on the outside, but it's full of black hearts on the inside!
Lockhart raised his head pitifully and looked into Tom's eyes. Seeing that his expression was getting colder and his eyes were becoming more and more like snake eyes, Lockhart did not dare to talk nonsense anymore and quickly expressed his agreement.
"But I don't have professional skills..." He was still rambled on.
"The prisoners here don't need to pray to you, you just need to let them forget their painful memories." Tom blocked Lockhart's retreat.
He looked at Peter aside and said, "Go give our Reverend Lockhart a haircut. Men are not allowed to have long hair in prison. Just shave his head."
Lockhart:!
"Wait! You can't do this!" He almost jumped up from his chair, "I agree! You can't, can't touch my hair!"
Tom asked strangely: "Why can't I? I am the master of this prison."
He winked at Peter, who understood and immediately stood up, holding Lockhart firmly down.
"Change your hairstyle and start a new life from now on." After Tom said this to Lockhart, he waved his hand and motioned for Peter to take Lockhart down to have his head shaved.
Lockhart struggled and wailed, but could not break away from Peter's strong clutches. Tom listened to Lockhart's voice gradually fade away, and a smile appeared on his lips: Labor reform must be like labor reform! Forced to shave it off
The hair that Lockhart was proud of was a powerful enough force to let him know that Tom's will was absolute here.
Shaving your hair is a good choice. This trick is used in almost all prisons around the world. Tom has no reason not to learn from it.
Peter dragged Lockhart out of the restaurant, and then winked at the jailer on standby outside. Two men immediately followed and dragged Lockhart into the solitary room.
There was only one chair in the solitary room, and the jailer pressed Lockhart onto the chair and tied his hands and feet.
"Please," Lockhart struggled hard twice, but the jailer's technique was very professional and tied him tightly to the chair, unable to move at all, "No, don't shave my hair!"
Lockhart burst into tears: Without this charming blond hair, how would he be able to meet people? It would be ugly if he shaved it all off!
But the guards at White Dolphin Prison are hard-hearted people, and they will not pay attention to the prisoners' pleas.
Peter walked into the solitary room with a clipper and a pair of scissors, and handed the tools to the two jailers.
"Shave it clean." He ordered. When he heard his words, Lockhart showed a desperate expression. He had kept his long hair for a long time and had to trim it carefully. He would feel distressed for a long time if he shaved off even one more strand.
But today I have to be brutally and brutally shaved off.
It would be a real pity if he died. The jailer on the side reached out and stroked Lockhart's silky blond hair, thinking in his heart. However, he was not slow to start. He first cut a few cuts with scissors and compared the hair.
Cut off the long part. Then spray some water on the remaining hair, apply some body wash, and brush it with a hair clipper a few times, and the pieces of hair will fall to the ground.
"No!!!" Lockhart felt the cold blade and heard the sound of his hair falling to the ground, and wailed.
Tom was passing by the door of the solitary room carrying a food box. At this moment, Lockhart's moan for help came from inside the door: "Please spare me, I can't stand it anymore, don't shave it off...leave some for me..."
After a few minutes, the door of the solitary room opened, and the two jailers walked out. When they saw Tom and Peter, they immediately stood at attention and saluted.
"Bring him out." Tom wanted to see what Lockhart looked like after his head was shaved.
The two guards obeyed the order and took out the half-dead Lockhart. At this time, Lockhart's lips were white, his face was full of tears, and there were a few golden hair residues on his face. He was still mumbling.
Saying: "Spare me...I was wrong..."
Lockhart was still conscious, but after his hair was shaved, he no longer dared to look directly into other people's eyes. It seemed that more than just his hair had been shaved off. He now felt a chill on the top of his head, and a sense of shame came from his heart.
It was as if he had been stripped naked and presented in front of others. But... besides shame, there seemed to be something else? A strange emotion spread like weeds in Lockhart's heart.
Tom looked at his head and saw that his carefully tended curly hair had been shaved clean, leaving the top of his head smooth and barren, almost reflective.
Not to mention, after shaving his head, his head looked extremely smooth and clean.
"Look, he's so energetic." Tom took out a mirror and showed it to Lockhart. Looking at himself in the mirror, Lockhart let out a cry.
"If you behave well, I can also consider letting your hair grow back. You know what we are capable of." Tom leaned into Lockhart's ear and whispered to him.
This is a slap in the face and a sweet date. Tom doesn't want to push too hard. People need to have hope. Tom is now building a hope for Lockhart and giving him a little hope.
Lockhart suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining with hope.
"However, you have to perform really well to get rewards." Tom left the prison after leaving these words. Before leaving, he motioned to Peter to keep Lockhart under strict supervision.
As for whether Lockhart will escape? Tom is not afraid of this. Lockhart can only use the Oblivion Charm when holding a wand. Now that he has no wand, what else can he do? A wizard without a wand is like a poisonous snake with its teeth removed.