Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

After the battle, the Aurors captured Wormtail Peter, the man responsible for resurrecting Voldemort, a few miles away. He attempts to escape by turning into a rat, but triggers an alarm spell covering the entire Snowdon Mountains and is located by a magical mark.

In that cave, Ministry of Magic personnel found four pots of strange medicinal soup that were still steaming, and found a large number of medicinal materials and magical items. These were actually inferior Horcruxes and Lockhart ordered them all to be destroyed, while the potions were sent to the Ministry of Magic's warehouse...

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Voldemort's last Horcrux was indeed not found, but so what. Lockhart was no longer nervous about doing this. Unlike eighteen years ago, this time, the Death Eaters had been uprooted. He even has a plan to eradicate the root cause. As long as he strictly controls the raw materials of unicorns and resurrection soup, and allows the wizarding world to slowly keep up with the rhythm of the Muggle world and enter a golden age of rapid development...

A dozen or even decades later, even if Voldemort could find a chance to resurrect after all the hardships, he would find that not only did the wizarding world lose his followers, but his blood theory also lost the soil to take root and sprout. Even the Ministry of Magic's law enforcement department is strong enough to deal with him. What will his expression be like?

At that time, even if he goes against heaven, what can he do?

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After coming back to his senses, Lockhart was still sitting on the doorstep resting. After feeling a little more conscious, he opened the door and held on to the wall, entered the house, and lay down on the sofa in the living room in the dark. The magic power in the body is rushing around rapidly, and it may take some time to cultivate... But there is no rush, Voldemort is dead, his body is tattered by spells, and the majesty of the former Dark Lord cannot be seen at all. All the Death Eaters were taken back to the Ministry of Magic and imprisoned in the dungeons. No one would threaten them anymore.

He has lent the magic stone to Dean Xueni, asking him to take it back and completely remove the curse on the family members. His injuries can be slowly recovered... and he no longer needs to sacrifice his total magic power to repair it.

But one thing was imminent and couldn't wait any longer - after sitting on the sofa for a while to stabilize the magic power raging in his body, Lockhart looked at the clock on the wall. It was 4 o'clock in the morning, and Hermione should still be sleeping. middle. In addition to imprisoning a group of Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic must still be under martial law. If you go there and "interrogate" mortals overnight... it seems a bit too suspicious. Voldemort is already dead. What else is there to review?

But I can no longer bear the desire for blood, and I will lose my mind if I wait for a while longer...

Go find a wizard on the street to suck blood? I don’t have the energy, and where can I find a lonely wizard so late...

Fortunately, there is a small blood bank in the house...

"Why is it always Ginny?" Lockhart himself was a little embarrassed, but he still couldn't control his steps and walked upstairs to Ginny's room...

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There was light coming from under the crack in the door. It seems that the girl is not asleep yet.

Lockhart gently opened the door. Ginny was sitting on the bed, looking at a small notebook in her hand attentively under the light of the bedside table lamp. When she found Lockhart coming in, the girl first showed an expression of surprise. Then I panicked again and quickly stuffed the things in my hands into the blanket.

"Professor, you are back. Your clothes are all torn... Is the mysterious man... dead?"

"Dead, so dead that nothing is left." Lockhart walked straight towards her. "Good girl, I'm injured, please let me suck the blood -"

"What - ah!" Before Ginny could react, she was pressed on the head of the bed by her shoulders. The experience of being sucked blood many times made her subconsciously tilt her head to the right, exposing her carotid artery to facilitate the opponent's next move.

The left side of her neck felt numb, Lockhart had already begun sucking her blood.

One mouthful, two mouthfuls, three mouthfuls... The vampire pressed on the girl, greedily enjoying the delicious food... The feeling of blood entering the mouth and sliding down the throat was so wonderful, I really wanted to suck her dry... until I could feel the warmth of the blood in my stomach. When it got hot, Lockhart realized he couldn't continue and raised his head. Healed her wounds...

I feel much better,

Lockhart licked his lips, feeling completely relaxed physically and mentally: "Good girl, it's time to go to bed. What are you reading so late?"

Before Ginny could stop him, Lockhart reached into the blanket and pulled out a pamphlet.

"What are you doing?" Ginny quickly reached out to grab it: "This is my diary!"

"Why is there an 'h' written on the cover of your diary?" Lockhart raised his hand, opened it and looked at it: "And the handwriting is Hermione's, so you peeked into my wife's diary?"

Lockhart graded students' homework for several years. Of course she recognized Hermione's handwriting.

"I peeked into Hermione's diary just to see what you like!" Ginny felt aggrieved: "You have kissed me, touched me, and even sucked a lot of people's blood. Don’t want me seriously!”

"I'm sorry, Ginny, I'll make it up to you later -"

Ginny lowered her head without saying a word, tears dripping from her chin to her arms, and her face was a little pale after being sucked out several hundred milliliters of blood.

"Don't cry, good girl..." Lockhart was flustered and apologetic for a moment: "Come, let me kiss you, okay--"

"Don't touch me!" Ginny swatted his hand away uncharacteristically, choked with sobs that she couldn't finish her sentence: "It's disgusting...calling people 'good girl' when you're sucking their blood...and calling them 'good girl' when you look back in the blink of an eye. She is an unreasonable crazy girl..." She sobbed: "Compensation, what kind of compensation should I give? It's all over now...do you...want me?"

The taste of the girl was still in his mouth, and the magical blood in his stomach made Lockhart feel extremely happy. When Ginny cried, he suddenly felt extremely guilty:

This girl has probably sucked more blood from him than Hermione. As a vampire, he should try his best to please and treat Ginny well, but now it's the other way around. Ginny always sucks his blood docilely, even He had drugged and hurt her... Such a girl begged and tempted her in every way, but he still always disliked her... Isn't she a little too heartless?

Ginny didn't disgust him, it was just that she was too familiar and close to him to do anything with her.

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The voice in his head came out again: You risked your life to protect the stability of the wizarding world. Now that everything is over, it's time to enjoy it. Just accept Ginny as your reward...

"You sucked so much of my blood tonight. Now I feel dizzy and uncomfortable. I don't know when I will recover..." Ginny shed more and more tears: "Tomorrow, I will have to endure the discomfort of losing a lot of blood and continue to think of ways to seduce her. You, and then you called it 'daily harassment' with a bored look on your face... It's really not interesting at all when you think about it..."

"Ginny, I'm sorry for you." Lockhart didn't know if he was out of his mind again at this moment. He grabbed Ginny's hand: "You don't have to think of ways to seduce me tomorrow. I will give you an explanation... I’ll think about how to handle this for one more night, okay?”

"That's okay... but you have to talk about it three years later. I will pretend that I have never met you. I will tell my mother everything about you sucking my blood. No, Rita, let her write to you too. A special report!" Ginny wiped away the tears from her eyes: "Then I will go and seduce every man I see, sleep with them, and do everything a bad girl should do, just like what she wrote in the report. Thing, ended up marrying a Muggle!"

"Sleep well and don't think too much."

Lockhart shook his head, helped Ginny lie down, covered her with a blanket, and then turned and returned to his bedroom.

The room was still dark, with only the moonlight outside the window shining into the room. Everything was the same as when he left a few hours ago. Lockhart took off his torn robe that barely covered his body and climbed into bed, lifted the ear-blocking spell on Hermione who was still sleeping peacefully and had no idea what was happening, and then hugged her tightly...

Is there anything happier than being able to come back alive, drink a big mouthful of delicious witch blood, and fall asleep with the woman I love most in my arms?

Hermione was woken up from her sleep. She turned over in a daze and hugged her husband. Smelling his reassuring scent, she closed her eyes and continued to have the sweet dream...

Tomorrow will be a sunny day.

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【Recommendation ticket】

——(To be continued.)

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