Hogwarts: Breaking off the engagement at the beginning and marrying Hermione instead

The shouting outside the door gradually faded away.

This made Ron and Hermione breathe a sigh of relief.

""What's going on? The effect of the Polyjuice Potion hasn't worn off yet, so why are you being chased here?"

Brown asked in confusion.

Hermione rolled her eyes:

"It's not Ron! I let it slip!"

"I didn't mean it."

Ron muttered quietly.

But he looked very guilty.

"Okay, enough of that. What was the result?"

"It's not Malfoy! We asked. It has nothing to do with him."

Ron added:

"And old Malfoy said that the heir must be able to speak Parseltongue."

Then he asked carefully:

"So Braun, you know snake language, right?"

"Yes, I don't know how I learned it either."

Brown did not hide this at all.

This made Ron look a little terrified.

Since ancient times, snake language has been associated with dark wizards.

"Don't be scared. I have no interest in turning you into a stitched beast or anything like that."

Braun interrupted Ron.���fantasy

"I'm just, just fanning out my thoughts."

Ron said a little embarrassedly.

Come to think of it, those dark wizards all caught Muggles. He was a pure blood and was related to Braun. Even if the other party became a dark wizard, why should he be afraid?

Maybe he could borrow Braun's name when he encountered danger.

Braun accompanied the two of them and waited for the effect of the Polyjuice Potion to end.

Then he kindly put Crabbe and Goyle's clothes on them.

Then he left.

As for the petrification spell, someone will come soon.

"Did you find it?"

"No professor!"

"Keep looking!"

Snape said to the young wizard with a sullen face.

He really didn't expect that a young wizard from another academy would use Polyjuice Potion to sneak into the Slytherin common room.

And he even injured Malfoy.

Not long after

""Professor! Found it! Found it!"

The two little wizards shouted happily.

People ran over quickly.

They saw the door of the girls' bathroom on the second floor was open.

Crabbe and Goyle were lying there, motionless because they were petrified.

"All the curses are over!"

The two returned to normal.

At this moment, they were looking at everyone with a puzzled look on their faces.

"Do you know who cast the petrification spell on you?"

The two big guys shook their heads in confusion.

"Tell me about your experience after dinner."

Snape said sullenly.

"We finished our meal and went back.

Then someone attacked us from behind and we knew nothing about it.

This made Snape's face darker.

"Marcus!"

"Yes, Professor!"

"Polyjuice Potion is a fifth-year course.

Even ordinary little wizards can't cast the petrification spell.

You have to pay special attention to the fifth-year students in Gryffindor, do you know?"

""Okay, Professor, I will."

Marcus nodded.

He also thought that it was done by a fifth-year Gryffindor student.

Although there was no evidence, it still could not dispel Snape's disgust for Gryffindor.

So he began to find reasons to deduct points from Gryffindor. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

The little lions complained one by one.

It was another Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

I don't know if the heir was scared or Dumbledore has stepped up the search of the school recently.

Hogwarts has become quiet for a while.

"That's it! I cast a petrification spell and then turned to avoid his claws.[]

Then I knocked him to the ground! I cast a werewolf recovery spell! He was painfully transformed back by me.……"

Lockhart described the scene vividly, patting Goyle on the head from time to time to remind him not to roar loudly.

"Brown! I have something to ask you later."

Lockhart said nervously on the podium.

"Oh? Okay, Professor."

Braun let Daphne and the others go first and stayed behind.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Professor?"

"Come back to my office and tell me."

Lockhart said with a smile.

After entering the office, Browne saw one photo after another.

Yes, all of them were Lockhart's.

When they saw Browne coming in, they showed their white teeth at the same time.

""What would you like to drink? How about hot tea?"

Lockhart asked politely.

Brown waved his hand:

"If you have anything to say, just tell me, professor. There is no need to keep beating around the bush like this."

Lockhart was stunned for a moment, then said dejectedly:

"You know everything, right?"

Braun was stunned for a moment:

"｀.Know what?"

"I... I'm not as powerful as the books say!

Don't pretend, your father must have told you."

Looking at Lockhart's eyes, which said,"I've seen through you and you've seen through me,"

Brown did not refute:

"Yes, I already knew it"

"really……"

Lockhart smiled dejectedly, and his hands unconsciously ran into his hair.

"So, Professor, you asked me to come here just to ask me to keep it a secret?"

Brown couldn't think of any other connection between him and Lockhart.

"Part of it, what difference does it make whether it's kept secret or not?

I've already lost face in your eyes."

"It seems that you are not as stupid as you look, at least you can recognize yourself."

Brawne said bluntly.

Lockhart wanted to get angry but finally sighed:

"I came to you so that you can pretend to be me"

"Impersonating you? What do you mean?"

"I will take advantage of the incident in the Chamber of Secrets to set up a dueling club! Then I can clear my name.

Otherwise, I feel that when this year's teaching is over, I might be finished early.

And you can help me. Although you are young, you have won the Order of Merlin and have the experience of killing adult wizards head-on.

Help me fight a game, so that I won't be questioned again."

Lockhart's tone could not hide the loss and decadence.

But his eyes looking at Brown became more and more fiery.

"What can I get?"

"Honor and..."

"Let's talk about something practical. Don't waste each other's time."

Brown waved his hand to interrupt Lockhart.

"Sigh... I can transfer some of my book shares to you."

Lockhart sighed.

He could see that Brown, like his father, was a man who would not show his hand until he saw the rabbit.