Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

"Why don't you resist? Do you really think you can run away from me?" Lockhart kicked him and said viciously, "Gouged out!"

Little Barty rolled on the ground again, but he didn't beg for mercy.

At this time, the battle here attracted the attention of the audience, a group of adult wizards flew over, and Lockhart could only stop the revenge torture.

"Gidro, what's the matter, what's wrong with Filch?" Dumbledore was the first to arrive and asked.

"You don't need to talk, I know everything, Barty Jr." Lockhart didn't answer Dumbledore directly, and kicked Barty Jr again triumphantly. , "From now on, every word you say will become evidence in court!"

"Is he Barty Jr?" Everyone present was shocked.

At this time, Barty Jr.'s face twisted and gradually returned to its original shape—young, crazy, and Lockhart had to admit that he was second only to his handsomeness, but Barty Jr. didn't show a desperate expression.

"You think you won?" Barty Jr glared at Lockhart hideously.

"Still stubborn." Lockhart raised his foot and wanted to continue kicking, but Dumbledore stopped him: "Gildrow, pay attention to your behavior, there are people from the Ministry of Magic present, just leave it to them."

"Okay, let him enjoy the Dementor's kiss." Lockhart didn't care, he won anyway.

Several Aurors from the Ministry of Magic came to hold Barty down. Barty didn't resist, but a frantic smile gradually appeared on his face—a few minutes later, he successfully led the Auror and the teacher away!

"Hahahahaha," Barty Jr. had never felt so happy, he even deliberately imitated Lockhart's laughter and lines, "Gilderoy Lockhart! There is no denying that you are an excellent and powerful wizard, and at the same time Smart too, worthy of being re-elected as a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, but—I won!"

Lockhart suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he was horrified: "What are you talking about, you have failed."

Lockhart turned and asked the Aurors, "How's the game going?"

"It's not over yet. We saw the situation here, so we came over first." Scrimgeour replied.

Barty Jr continued to chuckle: "I sent Potter's blood to the master! The master's plan will succeed, he will restore his strength, and I will become his most important wizard!"

"Didn't you see, did I immobilize Harry?" Not to mention the others, Lockhart was also at a loss, "Your plan has failed!"

"Thank you for controlling Harry! Even a Squib can easily deal with the Savior! Hahahaha..." Little Barty thanked Lockhart loudly, his sarcasm evident.

Lockhart's face changed greatly. He knew what was wrong. He subconsciously aimed his wand at Barty Jr. "Avada!"

"Stop it! Gilderoy," Scrimgeour blocked the death curse, "Leave it to us."

Lockhart didn't have time to talk nonsense with them, he turned and flew to the maze, his heart was sinking to the bottom now, but there was still a glimmer of hope, and Dumbledore followed.

"Gidro, what's the matter with you?" Dumbledore asked Lockhart in the air.

"I'm afraid that person succeeded, it was all my fault..." Lockhart said through gritted teeth.

Seeing the scene, Lockhart's heart froze—the trophy was gone, Harry and Cedric fell to the ground, and Harry was still bleeding.

Dumbledore waved the spell off Harry's body, and Harry jumped up.

"Headmaster, Professor, Filch—" Harry's eyes were full of fear, "he suddenly appeared, cut me with a knife, took my blood, grabbed the trophy, and disappeared!"

"The trophy was Confused and turned into a door key to Voldemort's place, and Barty Jr. led me away, and Filch, who was under the Imperius Curse, took Harry's blood." Lockhart was now explaining to Dumbledore like a walking dead.

Since he was born, he has never been defeated like this. He was toyed with by Barty from beginning to end. Even if he easily grabbed Barty, it was only because he wanted to distract Filch who was under the Imperius Curse.

- Barty Jr.'s arrest can only make his performance more like a hymn of loyalty to Voldemort, an epic performance - a loyal servant of Voldemort who sacrificed himself to bring victory to his master! And he, Lockhart, is the supporting role in this show, or a clown!

He once thought he was the smartest wizard in the world, because he used the memory spell to play with the applause of dozens of powerful wizards. Is the center of this world, is the protagonist. He thinks that with a smart head and the ability to see prophets, he can become a wizard as great as Dumbledore and as famous as Voldemort.

Now, he knew he was wrong, this incident was not under his control from beginning to end, he thought he changed the plot, but UU reading www.uukanshu.com made Barty's plan more exciting, thrilling and seamless than the original Suffocating—if Barty Jr.'s arrest was only part of the plan.

Lockhart's performance is just a decoration to make the enemy's victory shine.

For a wizard as proud and intelligent as Lockhart, there is no more powerful damage to his self-confidence. He now felt that the whole world was floating, and his glory, fame, and even the girl he fell in love with, were just a mirror image, part of the enemy's plan.

"Guidero!" Dumbledore saw that something was wrong, and added the Ning God spell to his voice, "It's not your fault. Anyone who comes here will not be able to see through this plan."

"No, if I had just destroyed the trophy, it would have ruined the plan; if I had not gone after Barty Jr., but had stayed to protect Harry..."

Dumbledore was helpless, regardless of Lockhart looking at Professor McGonagall.

"Meg, what's going on over there," Dumbledore asked, feeling the commotion over the podium.

"Felch was handed back by that trophy, screaming frantically 'His Master, You-Know-Who is back!' I've knocked him out. Looks like he's hit the Imperius Curse." McGonagall explained.

"Well, you handled it very well, now you take Harry and Gildero back to their room to rest, by the way, remember to call Gildero's little girlfriend to watch him, the little girl from the Fudge family. ."

"What happened to Gilderoy, is he also cursed?"

"He was too proud to accept this failure."

"Voldemort," Harry asked weakly beside him, "is he really back?"

"Harry," Dumbledore turned back, a pair of wise eyes met Harry's, "I'm afraid it's true."

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