Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

readx; The forest is peaceful, with only a few chirping of autumn insects and the rustling of leaves blowing in the wind. Hermione leaned on Lockhart, wishing time would stop at this moment forever: if it weren't for the war, it was just Lockhart taking her out for an autumn outing and camping, how wonderful it would be!

Lockhart took out a thick notebook left by Dumbledore from his bag. Of course, it was so thick because there were a lot of letters in it. He took out all the letters, and Hermione next to him suddenly came up. Kissed him on the cheek.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't help it, I just want to kiss you!" Hermione said happily, not for any reason, this feeling of being able to kiss him without any scruples is really good...

"Hey... Really, I'll let you kiss enough tonight." Lockhart felt amused, and handed her a large stack of letters, "If you have nothing to do, just read these letters and look for anything valuable in them. clue."

"I'll see later, I'll see you now." Hermione shoved a pile of letters into a beaded bag and leaned against him.

Lockhart had no choice but to kiss Hermione's forehead and open Dumbledore's notebook.

There are a lot of small magics created by Dumbledore, most of which are of little practical value, and they are too complicated to be useful. In this way, a large amount of magic power can be gathered together in an instant, and then the Horcrux can be destroyed.

The book also wrote some of Dumbledore's insights on the nature of magic over the years, but these things are good to look at. Dumbledore's conjecture is not necessarily correct, and this perception cannot be improved immediately. combat power.

There is no ready-made magic array, but there are many related magics around. Maybe you can find a way to create a magic array?

In terms of knowledge, Lockhart felt like he had read so many books. It should be enough, but I don't have much practical experience in creating complex magic by myself. Take your time.

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The sun is slowly going down. Hermione volunteered to make dinner, and she really became more and more virtuous. Lockhart had decided that Hermione would be difficult to make a good wife. Because she is too smart and strong, it is difficult for a man to restrain her, which is the truth.

What Lockhart didn't know was that he had succeeded in killing her himself - Hermione had been watching him since she was nine years old book and fell in love with him, they met her for the first time when she was thirteen, until now at eighteen.

Lockhart actually had ten years in Hermione's short eighteen years of growth, in the process of her entire worldview being formed and her mind becoming mature. They were all objects of her admiration and liking, and after the beginning of love at the age of thirteen or fourteen, the admiration evolved into a secret love - plus she couldn't remember anything before the age of five or six, the length and extent of Lockhart's influence on her was no less than her parents!

In the process of this long and humble crush, Lockhart appeared in front of her almost all the time as a professor like a strong elder. He was older than her, had more experience and knowledge, and was stronger than her. He has always been Teaching protects her. Everywhere she was proud, Lockhart pressed her on the head - in Hermione's heart. Lockhart is a gentle and powerful man who is perfect to the point of mystery - although the mystery in him gradually fades after the two have an intimate relationship, his image is still extremely tall...

The power of habit is powerful, even when Hermione is grown up now. She is more witty and careful than Lockhart, and can help him occasionally... But in front of him, she still did not dare to show, in fact, did not show a trace of arrogance, and she willingly surrendered, showed weakness, and played small.

To put it simply: by accident, Lockhart has already completely conquered this excellent and arrogant little witch physically and mentally.

Once a girl like Hermione was completely conquered and didn't need to be suppressed at all, she would obediently bow down.

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Because this time I didn't run away in a hurry, but made full preparations, so the dinner was quite rich. Hermione's craftsmanship also improved slightly, and the four of them chatted about future plans. Discussing where the last Horcrux might be, eating and drinking with satisfaction.

night. Inside the tent - Hermione was still submissive under Lockhart. Holding the girl in his arms, Lockhart was once again thankful that Hermione stayed by his side, otherwise how would he have lived the long days of escape and resistance.

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The next morning, after they had put away their tents, they apparated to a breezy hillside and saw the beautiful scenery of the village of Autry-San Cachipol. From a high perspective, the village looks like a small toy house scattered in the huge beams of light slanting towards the ground between the clouds. They stood there with the awning in hand and looked at the Burrow for a while, and saw only the high hedges and orchards that hid the crooked little house from the Muggles.

"Don't look, Ginny and Ron are at school right now," Black said. "Where's Mr. Lovegood's house?"

"I know, I just don't know how Mr and Mrs Weasley are doing..." Hermione said sadly. "And the newlyweds Bill and Fleur..."

"Stop being sentimental here, the Weasleys are probably being watched," Lockhart urged, taking the lead up the hill. "You say it's over there, Hermione?"

"Well, it's written here on the back cover."

"You look at the back cover of the magazine, I admire..." Blake teased, "Then let's go!"

It was already the end of November, and the wind on the hillside made Lockhart, who was wearing only a robe, a little cold. He took out a sweater from his bag, put it under the robe, took out another coat, and threw it to He. sensitive.

"Thank you..." A little unconscious concern made the little girl feel warm and sweet.

Blake also realized that the wind was getting a little cooler, and brought Harry a coat too. A few people climbed up the hillside, and over the hill, it was a low mountain, and there seemed to be only one small wooden house in the middle, and it looked like it was no longer inhabited.

"Mr. Lovegood, here we are." Blake said softly, "I saw him at the wedding last time, and I really didn't see that he was the editor-in-chief of a magazine. He doesn't look like a cultural person..."

"To be precise, he's not a literate person, you haven't read it at all," Lockhart joked, "He made a magazine a bit like a cult propaganda booklet, and there were always strange things. s things."

"Hook," Hermione said.

www 嬑呑qiuxiao 褤褈m "harassing horseflies." Harry also gave an example.

"What the hell?" Blake asked.

"You don't know what the hell it is," Lockhart said with a smile.

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After walking for a few minutes, they approached the cabin.

"I think Harry should wear the Invisibility Cloak," said Hermione.

"No, it doesn't make sense," said Lockhart. "All three of you are wanted, and I'm the only one who is decent in public opinion... Maybe it's me who should wear the Invisibility Cloak so as not to scare Mr. Lovegood. ."

"Forget it, you'll scare people by getting out of the invisibility cloak, okay?" Blake shook his head, "Who knocked on the door?"

"Let's see first, it's only written around here, I haven't been there." Hermione peered through the window into a neat little kitchen with geraniums on the windowsill.

"You're two, Hermione, the number says Neviolo's house, unless Luna's mother's last name is Neviolo."

"Oh, well..." Hermione said embarrassedly.

So they Apparated a few more miles north.

"Look over there, the style looks a bit like..." Harry cried, the wind blowing their hair and clothes. He pointed to the top, a strange house standing under the blue sky, like a huge black stump, with a lot of plants growing on it, and a string of strangely shaped kites on the roof, I don't know if it is for blessing or not. lightning rod. "That must be Luna's house, who else would live in a place like that?"

"Looks like a tattered castle," Black said.

"It's a very high mountain, ride a broom up?"

"Forget it, there are a lot of wizards in this area, keep a low profile."

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