The girl half leaned on the sofa and nodded gracefully.
Lockhart took out a few pieces of parchment, folded it in half and cut it in the middle, and soon rows of fancy fonts appeared on it.
"As you wish, Miss Granger, you can keep these approval slips for the restricted book area for later use. If the agreement is fulfilled, I can provide you with all the conveniences within my authority."
Looking at the approval note handed over, Hermione gently shook her head and motioned for him to put it on the coffee table, without any intention of taking it.
"This is just the most insignificant part of the agreement, Professor. I will help you with your actions, but that's it. Don't expect more."
The little witch turned her neck, stared at Lockhart and said word by word: "I am just wandering at night. Even if it is inappropriate to appear in the professor's office in the middle of the night, Hogwarts will not expel students for this. And you...
…”
Hearing this, the man opposite looked a little ugly, but he still tried his best to maintain a standard smile, but when he continued to listen, Hermione suddenly shouted softly:
"Everything is petrified!"
A dark light suddenly burst out from the front end of the girl's wand. The next moment, a "respected" professor of Defense Against Dark Arts exerted all his strength at the same time. He jumped up from the sofa and stood up in an extremely standard military posture, and then bang
The sound was slapped on the coffee table.
The coffee table is made of solid wood, which is of good quality and very expensive.
Aini is rich in this life. Although he does not deliberately pursue material enjoyment, he will not wrong himself in life.
Now the office is full of his personal belongings, as is the sofa Lockhart was sitting on just now. It is of the same high quality, the same price, and the same - very heavy.
So Lockhart didn't smash it after slapping it on the coffee table, nor did he tip it aside - the pair of polished leather shoes and their owner were stuck on the sofa.
Let him lean there like a oak stick, folded at a funny angle.
The rigid muscles prevented him from moving, and even his habitual smile was gone.
And after hearing the girl's next words, I'm afraid he won't have a good look when he sees Hermione for a long time in the future.
"And you... I didn't expect that you are really a liar who is just trying to gain fame!"
If it hadn't been for the full-body binding spell, Lockhart's hair would have exploded. He could already imagine what the little witch was going to say next, and that was the second most feared secret in his heart.
"Professor Lockhart?"
The girl's voice became a little playful, "It's hard to believe that a liar like you can actually write so many wonderful and detailed books. Maybe there is some secret in it that allows you to keep all the wizards in the magical world in the dark." Hermione's pointed and beautiful chin was slightly raised, making her white neck appear longer and longer. She looked like a swan about to spread its wings, an angel dancing in the sky.
"Your detailed descriptions in the book make it difficult for people to believe that these stories are fabricated. Maybe there really is a village suffering from werewolves, and there really is a vampire traveling on the same boat as the wizard..."
The girl's voice became ethereal, and her soft words sounded like sweet notes, beating out from her red mouth one after another, but her body remained as motionless as the cursed Lockhart.
However, the perception between the two is very different. One is a clown thrust into the ground like a javelin, while the other is a sure winner, full of majesty in control of everything.
Those beautiful notes fell in Lockhart's ears, and seemed to turn into sharp arrows of evil, pricking his cowardly and dirty heart full of holes.
"I believe that touching stories have indeed happened in the world, but the protagonist is not you!"
The corners of the girl's mouth are slightly raised, and under the reflection of the magic light, she is like a walker whose glow is placed in the world, driving away the evil spirits around her.
In Lockhart's eyes, he clearly saw in front of him a terrifying demon that was still connected to the darkness with its tail and was about to completely destroy him.
Otherwise, how could a second-year student smile so evilly?
Fortunately, Hermione hasn't learned Legilimency yet, otherwise she would have to scare Lockhart for a while longer!
Why is she so evil and ferocious? Just now, when Aini was talking to her, her little ears were itchy due to the air she exhaled!
"Ten thousand."
Lockhart was in a trance when he heard the girl spit out a number decisively.
"..."
"I think the agreement just now should be revised. After all, you no longer seem to be the strong party."
Hermione lifted Lockhart's binding spell, but still held the wand firmly in her hand, reminding him not to act rashly.
"Mr. Lockhart, the rest of the conditions remain unchanged, but you have to pay me an additional ten thousand Galleons. Of course, you can also choose to refuse, in which case..."
The girl tilted her head slightly, as if she was listening to something. Just when Lockhart thought he had found an opportunity to counterattack while the opponent was distracted, he took out his wand and was knocked away by a red light.
"Expelliarmus!"
Hermione grabbed the flying wand and pretended to mutter the "Flashback Curse", and various lights began to appear on the short cherry wood wand - most of the images came from the Forgetting Curse.
"I know the danger is behind me, but I can't act rashly. Only by learning to be patient can I better seize the opportunity and subdue those powerful enemies that are difficult to defeat in a head-on battle."
The girl recited a long inner monologue as if she was performing a drama. Ironically, the words that fit the occasion were written by the man who was curled up on the ground.
"Remember? I loved "Traveling with the Vampire." It's an amazing achievement that you can give power to words. Like the real protagonists in those books, they obviously have wonderful experiences, but they are unknown, but you are
I can make a name for myself and write works that everyone likes."
Hermione sighed a little, wouldn't it be better to just write a book honestly? How many legendary stories in history are there for him to adapt? But he has to be a liar who is destined to be exposed.
"If you choose to refuse, I will send this wand to the Ministry of Magic. Remember that girl with blond braids sitting in the front row last class? Her aunt works in the Department of Legal Enforcement. I think Ms. Bones will
Interested."
Lockhart retracted his arms into his arms. The pain in his body could no longer shake his heart. At this moment, his entire spirit was shrouded in fear.
The threat of being ruined instantly broke through all his defenses.
"I'll give it, within a week, no, tomorrow, tomorrow you can get these ten thousand galleons, and..."
Lockhart's eyes rolled, he was willing to pay any price for his reputation.
"...I will pay you two thousand galleons every year from now on, as long as you can keep the secret."
When it comes to his own fundamentals, Lockhart's IQ immediately went online. Two thousand galleons a year is just a small number to him. Just the books purchased by Hogwarts students this year have made him a lot of money.<
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As long as he can maintain his personality, the money he can earn after being gilded at Hogwarts will only be more, and Lockhart is willing to use this as an additional guarantee for his secret.