The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Professor Lockhart?" Jon couldn't help blurting out.

"Professor...you know him?" Judy froze for a moment, and then realized: "Wait, no way...that Lockhart...is he a wizard?"

"Yes." Jon nodded.

"This is ridiculous, he could be a wizard?" Judy screamed with disbelief on her face, "Why would there be such a wizard, wearing slippers and shorts, whistling at bikini girls on the beach every day... …Shouldn’t you be holding broom magic books and staying in the castle all day doing some weird research?”

"This... There must be many kinds of wizards!" Jon stammered.

"Then he is definitely the worst kind!" Judy snorted coldly: "I have to tell your father to be careful!"

"Could it be that Eric also wears slippers and shorts on the beach every day..." Jon asked tentatively.

"He dares!" Judy's voice changed abruptly at first, but soon became gentle again: "Your father is mainly reading books recently, and he is going to apply for a J.D. from Stanford or Yale!"

"What about you?" Jon asked curiously.

"I'm busy with big things too!" Mrs. Hart said mysteriously, "Come with me!"

Jon hurriedly followed behind his mother and came to a room with a large glass window.

There are colorful paints on the table, and various oil paintings hang on the wall beside it... Although the oil paintings look bad, even a little horrible.

"Are you learning to draw?" Jon asked.

"Yeah..." Judy nodded triumphantly, and pointed to a picture of a seascape on the side: "Look at this one, how is it drawn?"

"The painting is very good." Jon said against his will.

"It seems that both you and your father's aesthetics are okay!" She nodded in satisfaction.

...

His mother helped Jon tidy up a cottage, and he quickly settled in his "new home" in Corsica.

I have to say that the climate in the central Mediterranean is very good. Even if you put on two clothes and go out on the night of the Christmas holiday, you will not feel the chill at all.

After walking out of his parents' small building, Jon came to the residence of Gilderoy Lockhart next door.

Lockhart's courtyard door was unlocked, and Jon walked through easily and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Gilderoy Lockhart's lazy voice came from inside: "Is it Anne... Sophie... or Alizee?"

Jon knocked on the door a few more times.

"Tell me who it is first...otherwise I won't open the door for you!" Lockhart seemed to have reached the gate, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Or you are now outside the door and take off your clothes ..."

"Alohomora!" Jon simply pulled out his bamboo wand and shouted.

With a bang, the door slammed down... Gilderoy Lockhart, who was only wearing a pair of shorts, stood there dumbfounded.

"Good evening, Professor." Jon said calmly.

"Oh, Merlin's beard..." Poor Lockhart seemed to be frightened, and it took him a while to realize: "I thought it was an Auror...It turned out to be you, Jon."

"I think Fudge has concentrated all the Aurors in the UK now, in order to deal with Dumbledore!" Jon said with a smile: "Long time no see, Professor."

"It's been a long time... But I'm not a professor now. Although I was a professor for a while, it was a pretty bad experience." Lockhart shrugged, but there was a gratified expression on his face: "Please Come in!"

Jon walked into Lockhart's small building, pointed the bamboo wand at the collapsed door, and muttered softly:

"Reparo!"

The fallen gate rose again and closed.

...

"What do you want to drink, whiskey, brandy or Lafite?" Lockhart waved his wand, and several wine bottles floated to his and Jon's table.

"Is there no love potion in it?" Jon asked jokingly.

"Oh, Merlin's beard..." Lockhart looked hurt, "Jon, do I still need a love potion?"

"Theoretically, it doesn't seem necessary." Jon nodded, and asked again: "Professor Dumbledore asked you to protect my parents?"

"Of course!" Lockhart replied: "Principal Dumbledore also told me that you are not dead yet... Hey, I think I saw the news of your death in the newspaper, but I shed a few tears for you .”

"Then I'm here to apologize to you!" Jon stood up and raised his glass.

"I'm honored!" Lockhart also stood up and bowed gracefully.

The two chatted while sipping wine.

"It should be safe here!" Jon asked with some concern.

"Absolutely safe..." Lockhart replied without thinking: "The influence of the mysterious people has not spread here at all, and they will not notice this small island in the Mediterranean Sea with few wizards."

"And what about my parents, they didn't give you any trouble, did they?" Jon continued to ask.

"How is it possible... your father, Eric, he is a great guy, although I always end up losing when I argue with him."

"As for your mother... Although she is not young, she is still very charming..."

Seeing the slight change in Jon's face, Lockhart quickly added: "It's just a compliment, a compliment... I've hooked up with enough girls recently, and my body can't take it anymore... I even have to start using the Forgetting Curse to get rid of it." Part of the memory makes them forget me..."

"Hey, professor... you have to be careful when you get old... you have nothing to cry!" Jon said with a smile.

"We'll talk about the future!" Lockhart said indifferently.

...

The two continued to chat like this sentence by sentence, just like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

"A year and a half ago, Principal Dumbledore told me that you easily erased the memories of Potter and Granger without any problems!" Lockhart seemed to have remembered something, and raised his eyebrows at Jon. Thumb: "Nice job!"

"However, I still have some doubts about the Oblivion Curse; I always feel that I can't use it handily." Jon asked softly.

"It's normal!" Lockhart said lightly: "Because you only learned to invade memory, but not to read memory."

"Read memory?" Jon couldn't help frowning.

"It's a very complicated but also very useful spell!" Lockhart drank the red wine in the glass in one breath: "For example, there is a girl who ignores you...you can read her memory secretly to understand her. hobbies and weaknesses... In this way, you will have the upper hand on the next date!"

Recommend Ji Cha's "Fairy Please Respect Yourself":

Qin Yi once believed that people who cultivated immortals should first be indifferent and peaceful, have no desires or desires, be able to endure their temper, and withstand temptation.

But in the end, it was discovered that Xian first had the character next to it.

The fairy road is bitter and cold, you and I embrace each other to keep warm.