Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

The place where the Aurors were hiding had been enchanted with protection, and Lockhart almost didn't find the place. More than 40 wizards, at this time under Moody's guidance, destroyed the Auror certificates and erased any signs on their wands that might have been used by the Ministry of Magic. Tracking magic. In order to carry out the mission safely and secretly, there are not many tracking enchantments on the wands of the Aurors, and Black and Lupin of the Order of the Phoenix will have to toss for a while.

"Remus, what are you going to do?"

"Send Tonks back to her parents' house, don't show dissatisfaction with the Ministry of Magic now, she shouldn't be in any danger." Lupin glanced at Tonks: "Then I'll follow you."

"It's no secret that you and Tonks are married!" Lockhart asked uneasily.

"If I don't go back, I can help," Tonks said angrily. "I'm an Auror too!"

"Don't talk about it, Tonks, you're already five months pregnant." Lockhart glared at her. "Go back, find another place, set up some protective magic, and give birth to the child first. As for you, Lu Ping, it's not appropriate to follow us now, I'll help Tonks first after giving birth to the child."

Black also supported Lockhart's idea: "Gildrow is right, it's not convenient for us to encounter things like Tonks, you two should hide first."

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The notes of the Order of the Phoenix can only be used for communication between producers and members of the Order of the Phoenix, and all the magic power consumed is provided by the person who made the notes. Only a wizard with enough magic power and strong enough strength can do this. One point, now that Dumbledore is dead, the Order of the Phoenix has no means of contact for a while. Fortunately, Moody stood up at this moment and used magic to make a bunch of contact notes again.

"Take it, don't use it, all the magic power consumed is from me!" Moody handed the note to everyone.

"What are we going to do next... Rufus?" Lockhart looked at Scrimgeour, everyone hoped that he could lead everyone to a comeback.

"I originally had a bunch of feasible plans, but Dumbledore is dead, and those plans are all nonsense!" Scrimgeour sat down in front of a fire, "Let me think about it first."

Lockhart nodded understandingly: "Then I'll send Hermione home first, then come back and we'll destroy the next Horcrux."

"fair enough."

Hermione was talking to Harry, Harry's tone was fierce, as if he had suspected Snape for a long time, but no one believed him. Lockhart walked over and pulled Hermione away, ready to take her home.

"Are wizards from Muggle families really persecuted?"

asked Hermione uneasily.

"That's right, you need the whole family to move out. Your family is on the Ministry of Magic records..." Lockhart said patiently. "Listen to me, defeat Voldemort and you can come back."

"The headmaster is dead, how to beat him, rely on Harry?" Hermione said excitedly. "He is not prepared for this at all, nor does he have the ability!"

"What do you want to express? No matter whether he has the ability to save the world or not, in short, you certainly don't have it. Your strength can't help you, so just obediently go abroad and trust us professional fighters."

"I can help you with ideas! And I'm also an adult wizard, don't always think of me as that 12- or 13-year-old kid who was too scared to move by the basilisk!" Hermione flushed anxiously. , "I even did it with you."

"Hmph, are your wings hardened, adult wizard? You can't even stop a Disarming Charm from me!" Lockhart said in a disdainful tone.

Hermione pulled out her wand angrily and walked a few steps away: "Then try it out, I'll block you with a Disarming Charm, and let me stay and help you."

Lockhart shrugged and took out his wand too—Harry could have done a few tricks with himself, Hermione...

"Fuck your weapons."

"Fuck your weapons!"

The two red lights collided in the air, and Hermione blocked one of his attacks.

"I won," said Hermione proudly. "You are not allowed to drive me away!"

Lockhart shook his head, not attacking at all. Putting away his wand, Lockhart grabbed Hermione's hand, and the two apparated to Hermione's house.

"The reaction speed of the disarming spell just now was very good. It seems that your H.A.'s actual combat training was successful." Lockhart let go of Hermione's hand, but she was still grabbed by her backhand, "But you must go, otherwise I'm worried."

"You fool! I'm an Order of the Phoenix and an excellent witch, I can help!"

"I didn't agree to your bet just now! Although you are an Order of the Phoenix, you are also my woman. Are you listening to me or not?" Lockhart said angrily: "You can't be like Pandora, hiding obediently. Get up, or I will fight to protect you!"

"Don't compare me to her, I'm yours, but I'm not a pet!" Hermione knew that Lockhart likes little girls who are not too strong, so she has been trying to be as docile and well-behaved as Pandora in front of him. , but now I am in a hurry, and my stubborn temper has flared up: "I don't want to listen to you, I will decide this matter myself!"

"You have to decide for yourself, I don't want you anymore!" Lockhart threatened again.

"Don't, don't, it's better than you being born and dying here, and I worry about you somewhere I don't know!" Hermione didn't buy it, and contradicted him without hesitation.

"Hmph, that's fine... the female warrior of the Order of the Phoenix—don't grab my hand." Lockhart shook her hand away angrily.

"Macho..." Hermione deliberately whispered in a voice that Lockhart could hear: "Who cares."

Hermione began to worry about gain and loss. What if Lockhart really didn't want him... But no matter what, he had to stay and help him, and Pandora was gone. How could such an opportunity be possible? miss!

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Standing at the door of the Grangers' house, Lockhart cast himself a Disillusionment Charm and a Muggle Confusion Charm because he didn't know how to explain to the Grangers to bring Hermione back the next day of school.

"Dad, I forgot something at home," Hermione said to Mr. Granger, who opened the door.

"Why don't you write to us, we can send it to you," said Mr. Granger gently, sideways to let Hermione in, and Lockhart hurried in, but he was completely ignored.

"It's okay, someone gave it to me." Hermione smiled at her father pretending to be relaxed, "I'll go upstairs to get something."

"Hermione is back," said Mrs. Granger, also at home. "Have lunch at home, or are you leaving soon?"

"No, I'll be leaving in a minute, Mom."

Lockhart followed Hermione upstairs and visited Hermione's bedroom for the first time. Hermione's room layout is very simple, a single bed, a desk and chair, a small sofa, a wardrobe and a bookshelf... In addition, there are some paintings hanging on the wall, some of Hermione's childhood. , look closely, and among them is a picture of Lockhart.

Lockhart walked over to the bookshelf and looked at the various encyclopedias, as well as some of his own writings. He looked back at Hermione, who took a few things, put them in his beaded bag, and sat down on his bed, staring blankly.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to revise my parents' memories...to convince them that their names are actually Wendell and Monica Wilkins, their greatest wish in life is to move to Australia, and they're going to leave right away. It's not going to be easy for You-Know-Who Find them and question me—or your whereabouts, because unfortunately, I've talked to them a lot about you, and they read your books..."

Lockhart sat down next to her. Hermione's bed was soft, and he sat down into a deep depression, sinking Hermione next to him and leaning on him. In the past few years since Hermione was thirteen years old, the little girl did not know how many times she lay on this bed, but she imagined the plot of being in close contact with Lockhart. But now Lockhart was really sitting on her bed, but under the circumstances that he couldn't stay longer and was about to flee immediately.

Hermione rested her head on Lockhart's shoulder and couldn't help crying.

"If I'm still alive after we defeat Fu-your-know, I'll find Mom and Dad and unenchant them. If I'm gone -- well, I'll cast them good magic and keep them safe and happy for the rest of their lives. . Don't know they ever had a daughter... What do you think of the idea."

"This idea sucks. If a girl of yours insists on participating in this war, there is a good chance that poor Wendell and Monica Wilkins will spend their whole lives in Australia." Lockhart put his arms around her, "Listen to me and go with them, okay?"

"No!" Hermione sat up straight, stood up and walked straight to the door of the room, ready to go downstairs. "I'm going to modify their memory now, although I'm not very skilled, but I already know..."

Lockhart reluctantly pulled out his wand: "Passed out."

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Even if it only affects one reader, it doesn't bother you anymore... It's normal for subscriptions to go up, but why does the collection also go up a bit, how many people have deleted the book to see the pirated version? (To be continued.)