days at Hogwarts

Chapter 170 Who Is The Liar?
"Amnesticizer?"

The young wizards present whispered, some of them were hearing about this position for the first time.

There are also several students whose family members work in the Ministry of Magic and understand the nature of the job. For example, Percy, he explained to Penello and the people around him in a low voice: "It is responsible for maintaining the secrecy law and erasing Muggle memories."

Penello opened his mouth slightly, and said in surprise: "Eliminate memory? This job is really interesting."

Hermione knew what was going on when she heard about memory erasure. Loren had learned all three memory spells, Legilimency and Occlumency, and only the last one was left - the Forgetting Curse.

Harry and Ron pricked up their ears and listened carefully. They were seen by Muggles driving a flying car, which was the effect of the Amnestic Specialist's processing.

"Why isn't Professor Lockhart talking anymore?" Ron muttered suspiciously.

On stage, at a certain moment, Gilderoy Lockhart suspected that Loren already knew his true face, and tested him with an amnestic.

He looked at the audience, and Loren frowned slightly, expecting the teacher to explain his doubts, a typical expression of a good student.Lockhart was amused by his own suspicion. When he came to the unfamiliar environment of Hogwarts, his nerves were too tense. He was suspicious of the professor, but even the students.

His method of stealing other people's adventures is flawless, countless readers can't find any loopholes, even the difficult reporter of the "Daily Prophet" can't find any loopholes, what can a low-grade student know.

He shook his head to get the absurd idea out of his head, either to expose his true colors, or to be genuinely interested in oblivionists.Lockhart was secretly happy, and his voice became excited again: "Oh! Amnesticist, no one knows this position better than me!"

"I once led six amnestics to wipe out the memories of tens of thousands of Muggles in just one night."

"Arguably," Lockhart said, holding his palms in front of him, and pushing forward.

"Nobody," he said, flexing four fingers and holding the index fingers of only two hands out at the sides for emphasis.

"I know more about memory write-off than I do." Lockhart smiled brightly at the place where the crowd was densest, with good teeth.

Loren, who was facing the mental attack, fell silent, and so did the young wizards. To be honest, Lockhart's award-winning smile is really not ugly, but his series of actions are really embarrassing.

Loren originally planned to increase his favorability slowly, and after getting acquainted with Lockhart better, he would find a suitable time to make a request to learn the Forgetting Curse without being so abrupt.

But now, the professional club lectures brought the opportunity to his eyes.

Loren picked up the words that fell on the ground, and asked in the innocent and simple voice of a good student: "Professor, is there a lot of work for the amnestics? Is it very busy?"

"It's very leisurely, and the main job is not to clear the memory, but to work on some paperwork and reports. Only in some special periods, and when there is a case of violation of the secrecy law, will it be responsible for clearing the memory," Lockhart paused, and turned to the other side A group of students showed smiles, "Even a little bored."

The little wizards in the audience cheered up. Different from the meaningless showing off before, the specific content, intensity and busyness of the work are what they are more concerned about.The senior little wizards changed their numb expressions of falling asleep just now, sat up straight and listened carefully to Lockhart's introduction.

Lockhart was in a very happy mood. Not long after he came to Hogwarts, these students didn't respect him so much because of some accidents.Although talking about himself and singing a one-man show can also please himself, but it can really reveal his knowledge in front of the crowd, which makes him experience another wonderful feeling.

Loren's question was just within the scope of his poor knowledge, which gave Lockhart a real sense of refreshment as a professor answering students' questions.

As a master of the Oblivion Curse, he had considered this job more than once.But stability, rightness also means bondage, boring.His desire for the attention of the crowd, his desire to be talked about, doomed him to no chance of being an amnesticist.

"Professor, what spells do amnestics need to learn? Do they need a qualification certificate?" Loren asked again.

Lockhart's eyes lit up as the question tickled his itch.This time it's true, no one, better than him, understands the Forgetting Curse.

"The Forgetting Curse!" Lockhart's voice was a little excited, he couldn't wait to show his talent in front of the little wizard, "The most important thing to erase memory is the Forgetting Curse!"

"The spell is [Forget Nothing], which is usually used to erase a specific memory." Lockhart walked back and forth in front of the stage with a confident smile on his face, "This requires a deep understanding of the human soul and brain. Understand, because the slightest mistake can cause irreparable damage to the brain."

"Professor, do you know this spell? Can you teach me?"

Loren's naive and doubtful voice sounded at the right time, and it sounded so pleasant to Lockhart, he must be the angel sent by Merlin to help him.

"Oh, you know, this is a very difficult and dangerous spell."

The smugness on Lockhart's face turned into a reserved gesture, but the uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth betrayed him, "However, I'm really good at the Oblivion Curse. If you really want to learn, you can join my club, We will discuss the specific teaching methods in private.”

"No problem, professor!" Loren was as happy as a good student praised by the professor.

Hermione looked at the innocent smile he put on, and then at Professor Lockhart who was also smiling brightly on the stage, she fell silent.

Although Lockhart was a liar, he somehow felt that he was a bit miserable, and he couldn't tell who was the liar for a while.Thinking about what Lockhart said just now, it may cause irreparable damage to the brain...

Forget it, I hope Professor Lockhart is in good health.

Influenced by Loren, other little wizards also raised their hands to ask questions.Although Lockhart is a fake and shoddy explorer, his social experience is real, and the Order of Merlin is also real. He can count the pros and cons of each profession and the inside information. How much can he give to the young wizards who are about to graduate? Some references and help.

The careers that little wizards yearn for are all kinds of strange. There are unscrupulous ones like tasters in Honeydukes candy store, and serious ones include interns and assistants in various departments of the Ministry of Magic.Percy listened especially carefully to the latter message.

Amidst the uproar and unfinished business, the lecture ended, and Professor Lockhart left the stage amidst applause and praise.

The content of the first lecture of the professional club set off a wave of discussions on campus. Even on weekends, the little wizards took time out of their precious play time to discuss the lectures, especially the senior little wizards who were about to graduate. There are new expectations.

Although the bragging in the first half of the lecture was not brilliant, the Q&A and Lockhart's social experience sharing in the second half are worth discussing.

The upsurge of this discussion greatly satisfied the vanity of a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

In fact, the starting point of the professional club is not just to show off and show off his experience and status. Lockhart also has another purpose. He hopes to use this as an excuse to delay the establishment of the club with Defense Against the Dark Arts as the main content.

Club activities are different from lectures, they can’t just be empty talk, he can’t fool around with storytelling, stage plays and data assignments, he has to show his true skills.

There are some things that you can have, but this is really not there.Lockhart could foresee that at first he could use gimmicks to bring in the little wizard, and then he could only let his popularity slowly drain away.Worst of all, it might arouse Dumbledore's suspicions.

But with the current buzz, he has good reason to hold off on starting a course club.

Lockhart walked out of the auditorium after breakfast, and the young wizards along the way greeted him warmly, and occasionally asked the professor about the advantages and disadvantages of a certain profession.

At the long table in Gryffindor, Ron swallowed the ham sandwich and muttered, "Call him a liar, he seems to understand, but say he's not—"

The surrounding Navisimo frowned.

Harry gulped down a whole cup of hot milk, wiped his lips casually with his hand, and said happily: "Whether he is a liar or not, we spent another weekend safely, I think Professor McGonagall forgot to hit someone It's about Liu and the flying car."

So Ron laughed happily too.

On the other hand, George and Fred watched as Loren swallowed the last mouthful of mushroom soup and graciously passed the tissue over.He said to him with a serious expression:
"Our letter of recommendation is up to you!"

"George and Fred will always remember you."

"Hiss—" Loren looked at the twins with a toothache on his face, why did he feel that it was not a good thing to say.

He waved his hand helplessly: "It depends on the situation. I don't make a guarantee. If there is no recommendation letter, I can lend you money."

……

Returning to the office with a perfect smile all the way, Lockhart took off the carefully selected top hat and hung it on the wall, and closed the door. Lockhart rubbed the stiff apple muscles on his face, feeling that he was a little bit tired after the lecture. Sub-professor experience.

"I've got to write this down for my next book." Lockhart smiled again, satisfied with his thoughts.

"The manuscript of "Wandering with Werewolves 2" has not been finished yet, and after the signing of "I Can Magically", thousands of letters from readers have not been answered, and there are still materials for professor materials to be prepared," Lockhart said. Looking at the pile of papers on the desk, he sighed and complained happily, "This is the trouble that fame brings."

Boom boom boom!
There was a knock on the door.

"Professor, it's me, Loren Morgan." Loren's kind voice came from outside the door.

Lockhart looked at the pile of letters, his eyes lit up, and he greeted warmly: "Oh, of course, come in quickly!"

Loren murmured in his heart, is the favorability already so high... I always feel a little too enthusiastic.

The Forgetting Curse cannot be learned in a short period of time. This time I came here mainly to discuss with Lockhart how to teach, and to determine the teaching time according to Lockhart's teaching plan.

There was an astronomy class on Monday night, and Snape was going to do experiments on Friday night. Except for these two days, he could choose any other time.

Hoping to discuss the results as soon as possible, he asked Hermione to go to the Forbidden Forest to find Hagrid later, and he was in a hurry.It was only yesterday that I thought of asking Snape for the insect repellent that I promised to bring to Hagrid before school started. I wonder if Hagrid has eaten all the vegetables he grew...

Pushing open the door, the first thing I saw were more than a dozen of Lockhart's hanging paintings in the office. The largest life-length painting was placed in front of the bookshelf, and the smallest was also a half-length painting hanging on the wall.

In the portraits, Lockhart is wearing different styles of dresses, his hat is inlaid with different patterns of gold rims, and he wears the Merlin badge, but he uniformly shows good teeth and a dazzling smile.

Well, it fits his impression of Lockhart very well.

Loren said politely: "Professor, good morning."

"Hey! Loren, good morning!" Lockhart said in a full and passionate voice, he came over and put his hands on Loren's shoulders, leading him to sit down at the desk.

"I know you want to learn the Oblivion Curse, and think that being an amnestic is a good job." He persuaded Loren patiently, "You are still young, so you shouldn't be limited to working as an amnestic. I have people from all over the world working in various industries here. Letters from readers, you can help me write the reply envelope, and by the way, I can take a good look at it, increase my knowledge, and then decide what I want to do.”

With a soft voice and a warm smile, every word is for Loren's sake.

Loren's scalp felt numb as he watched the envelopes wrapped together with string and piled up into a thick stack.If you really want to help Lockhart answer the letter, it will be dark after writing, what will Hermione and Hagrid do?
He racked his brains, thinking about how to refuse Lockhart and get him to continue teaching the Oblivion Charm.

Loren persuaded calmly: "Professor, you can find Harry, the Boy Who Lived, and ask him to reply to readers' letters with you."

He silently apologized to Harry in his heart, and promised to make it up to Harry in the future, but for now, he just asked Harry to help.

Lockhart's eyes lit up, and the two celebrities replied together, which would definitely attract more readers to buy books and write to him.This will make his popularity more popular, greatly increase his popularity, and even increase the royalties and remuneration of the next book.

In addition, it seems that Harry's ancestors made a fortune in shampoo, maybe the shampoo business that has not improved before can also be started...

"I remember, at the beginning of school, Harry still had a punishment that hadn't been handed down—" Lockhart thought about it, and it was better and more meaningful to help him answer the letter than to do manual labor, and Harry had no reason to refuse no matter what he thought.

As soon as the idea of ​​the two celebrities replying to the letter arose, Lockhart was eager to make it a reality. His breathing became short unconsciously, but he still controlled himself and smiled at Loren: "Loren, young people should recognize A goal, and unremitting efforts for it, I believe you have your own judgment on your future career."

He patted Loren on the shoulder encouragingly: "From now on, come to my office every Wednesday night. As a professor, I should help every student who pursues their dreams."

"Go back, see you in class."

While speaking, Loren was taken outside the door unknowingly, and he didn't even have time to speak about the letter of recommendation.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Harry, I'm sorry.

He could only apologize to Harry again in his heart.

(End of this chapter)