A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Rita Skeeter hurriedly stopped the three little wizards who probed, "Do you know where Professor Lockhart's office is? I have something to look for him." She gave them a stiff smile, but her mind was already Flew far away.

　　 Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at her in a daze. Why is this woman back?

　　 Hermione didn't answer, but looked at Rita Skeeter angrily. But when Ron saw her gaze turned to Harry, he quickly said, "Next to classroom 2 underground."

　　 Rita Skeeter left with satisfaction. When she was walking on the road, she was still a little weird in her heart. The girl's eyes were not friendly when she saw her.

　　 Don't care about her! Anyway, it's not a celebrity, otherwise I can write her in the article!

　　 "Ron!" Hermione looked sulky.

　　 "Listen to me, don't let Harry get on that woman, she will find out all the eighteenth generations of Harry's ancestors." Ron explained.

　　 The little witch was relieved, and Harry realized that he seemed to have just wandered through the whirlpool and was still fine.

　　……

　　 In a dark underground corridor, Rita Skeeter's figure disappeared for a few seconds, and then a beetle flew out of the darkness. It flapped its wings and flew skillfully to the underground No. 2 classroom.

　　 The beetle hovered in mid-air for a few seconds, anthropomorphically staring at the number plate of "Defense Against the Dark Arts-Guidro Lockhart", and silently sneaked in along the crack in the door.

　　 Lockhart was walking in circles in his office, his expression was a little frustrated. Even the row of portraits hanging on the wall became frowning.

　　 The beetle fell on the edge of a portrait, looking down at him condescendingly.

"damn it#%&……"

　　 Lockhart lost his former demeanor, and kept rubbing his hair with his hands, and the golden curls became more and more messy.

　　 "Maybe I can do something, just like I used to, I am very good at it, good enough..."

　　 Lockhart muttered to himself to a portrait of himself. Lockhart in the portrait gave him a thumbs up, showing his mouth full of white teeth.

　　 "But what should I do with the charge of assaulting the Minister of Magic? God, this is ridiculous, it was just an accident, an accident! I won't let others frame me casually, even if he is the Minister of Magic!"

　　 "I'm not easy to mess with, I have a huge readership, and they will support me."

　　 Lockhart thought carefully for a while, and he should not be imprisoned in Azkaban, which made him feel better.

　　 "But if my readers learn that I'm lying to them..." He couldn't help shivering.

　　 Everything seems to be back to the beginning, how can I solve Rita Skeeter's troubles with this woman?

　　 Lockhart became irritable again. He felt that he should not covet the sales of new books and agreed to Dumbledore as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

　　 "Old liar!"

　　 After a while, Lockhart sat in a chair and took out a piece of parchment and quickly wrote something.

　　 The beetle spread its wings and approached quietly from the other side. It landed near a stack of published books, crawled over a white velvet handkerchief, and hid behind a delicate slender cup.

　　 This position is just right to see the text written by Loha.

　　 "Ms. Rita Skeeter, I am in a calm mood..." After writing a few words, Lockhart suddenly crumpled the parchment and smashed it out.

　　 The paper ball knocked over the slender cup on the table, revealing the beetle hiding behind.

　　 For a second or two, Lockhart and the beetle's small eyes looked at each other, and there was a huge sense of absurdity in their hearts-the lines on its body were exactly the same as those of Rita Skeeter's jewelry glasses!

　　 "Why is there such a disgusting thing in my room?"

　　 Under his gaze, the beetle strayed quickly.

　　 But Lockhart didn't think much, he picked up a pile of student homework and patted it hard.

"Snapped!"

　　 But the beetle did nothing. Instead, it ran more happily. It climbed to the edge of the table, flapped its wings and took off, and quickly moved away from Lockhart.

　　 "Hey, I don't believe it anymore!" Lockhart chased after the annoying beetle.

　　 After the beetle evaded several times, Lockhart slapped him to the ground, and he stepped on it——

　　 was finally resolved, and his depressed mood was relieved a lot.

　　 Wait, this feeling of foot...

　　 Lockhart quickly discovered something was wrong, and the soles of his feet began to burst out with a dazzling light. His feet were involuntarily propped up and pushed away. A woman's head appeared, and soon her limbs were also stretched out.

　　 He was dumbfounded, and the beetle under his feet turned into a woman, a wicked woman named Rita Skeeter!

　　 "Rita Skeeter! You, you, you!" Lockhart was stunned, his feet were still on her shoulders. He backed away with a look of horror, and slammed into the table firmly.

　　 Rita Skeeter was lying on the ground with an embarrassed expression on her face. She had never expected things to develop to this point.

　　 Lockhart is a straw bag, there is no chance that he will meet him, what kind of luck is this!

　　 I have peeped into countless secrets for many years, but now I am going to be planted in the hands of an idiot?

　　 Does he discriminate against beetles? !

　　 On the other side, Lockhart's expression is suspicious, his hand is rubbing back, and there is his wand on the table...

He procrastinated: "Rita Skeeter! I didn't expect you to be Animagus, my God! You turned out to be an illegal Animagus, and you sneaked into my room to peep..." He Turn back and grab the wand!

　　The magic wand is in his hand, he is already holding the winning ticket.

　　 But when he turned his head, Rita Skeeter rushed up with his teeth.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Skeeter’s fat body slammed into Lockhart, causing him to let out a painful cry. The two scuffled together, and the portrait of Lockhart on the wall screamed in unison.

　　 "Go away!" Lockhart struggled desperately~www.readwn.com~ Huh Huh! "

　　 Rita Skeeter has the upper hand by virtue of her size. She suppressed Lockhart with one hand, and drew her wand from her pocket with the other hand, pressing the tip of the wand fiercely against his forehead, and she chanted the spell frantically.

　　 "Forget it all!"

　　 After a while, Lockhart's expression became blank.

When he recovered, Lockhart felt a little confused in his mind, "Well, what am I thinking? By the way, that woman Rita Skeeter, I want to write to her, I have to promise her Or my career and reputation will be ruined."

　　 "Merlin, trouble one by one, I shouldn't have come to Hogwarts!"

　　 Lockhart stood up, and the office had become tidy again, but the characters in the portrait on the wall were sick and obviously lacking energy.

　　……

On the other side, Felix chased Dumbledore to the school hospital. Dumbledore once again called Phoenix Fox. The little one looked at his master reluctantly and treated Fudge with tears reluctantly. .

"Finally, there are no sequelae. If the Minister of Magic was attacked at Hogwarts spreads..." Madam Pomfrey poured out a bottle of black concoction and poured it into Fudge, his cheeks turning rosy. stand up.

　　 "As far as I know the minister, he won't say anything." Kingsley said, "but that woman named Rita Skeeter, she is a hidden danger!"

　　 "Don't worry, I will communicate with her." Felix said calmly, and he looked at Fudge's face and quietly swallowed a bunch of his hair.

　　 It's not what he wants to do, it's because the position is too right and the opportunity is too rare.

　　Neither white nor white, in case there is a chance to use it in the future. .