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

Chapter 158

"Brown, what does Professor Lockhart want to see you about?"

"For the sake of the seeds of alienation."

Daphne added

"Yes. That's why.

But I can't make the decision so I told him to go to my father."

"To be honest, I really didn't expect Lockhart's fighting ability to be so strong.

By the way, Braun, did you know about Lockhart's hidden strength a long time ago?"

Braun's face was full of black question marks, thinking that it might be Lockhart's fault.

So he didn't deny it.

"By the way, haven’t the other professors come yet?"

"No. We have been here since Lockhart asked you to leave, and no professor has come.

It seems that the investigation is not yet complete."

On the other side, in the infirmary

"How is it?"

Dumbledore looked at Madam Pomfrey and asked

"The vitality is overdrawn very seriously. Even if it recovers, it will be affected and reduce the life span by more than ten years.

And I don't know why, this girl's consciousness seems to be controlled by something."

Madam Pomfrey looked worried.��Put down the towel to wipe the girl's cheek

"According to your description... it should be a very powerful dark magic."

Dumbledore walked forward and flipped the girl's eyelids.

"This is different from the situation with Miss Weasley. So in addition to the basilisk, there are other dangers in the school."

""Headmaster!"

Professor McGonagall and others rushed in.

"How's it going Minerva?"

"There aren't many young wizards who didn't attend the dueling club. There are only a dozen or so. We checked them one by one."

"What's the result?"

"I found that there was another girl whose vitality was seriously depleted and she was already in a semi-comatose state.

Snape behind her carried the girl over.

"So there is another scary thing besides the basilisk in our school. Maybe it is another heir of Slytherin."

Dumbledore said with a gloomy face.

The difficulty of the matter now made him a little irritated.

"Are all the students present?"

"There is no principal. 01

We conducted a survey of all the students"

"Let the students rest in the auditorium today.

I will explore the school with you again."

At night, the little wizards were led to the auditorium in an orderly manner.

"Students, you may need to bear with it today!"

Dumbledore waved his wand and rows of sleeping bags appeared in the hall.

Then the lights in the hall went out.

This meant that everyone should go to sleep as soon as possible.

"Braun, what the hell is going on? We have to sleep in the auditorium?"

"I don't know, but maybe something unexpected happened."

Braun replied in a low voice.

"Weasley!

I think you should rest well during bedtime, instead of talking to your friend Harry and disturbing others' rest!"

Snape's roar came from not far from Brown.

Zabini was frightened and shrank his head.

""Okay, let's go to bed! Stop talking! The professors will take care of it."

Braun took the opportunity to say to Zabini.

But even though he said this, he still felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He seemed to have caught something but didn't seem to have caught it.

This made him a little restless.

One night passed.

Braun was sitting at the table eating breakfast.

Listening to the news that the little snakes heard from somewhere,

"Did you hear that?

The principal searched all night yesterday but couldn't find the monster."

"Hogwarts is becoming less and less safe!

There is a new monster"

"I have already written a letter to my father.

I want to transfer to Armstrong as soon as possible. Although they study black magic there, it is much safer than here.

But the food there is all salted fish or salted meat, and I am afraid I will not be used to it."

Several little snakes were talking in a low voice.

It seems that the attacks in recent times have indeed left a great shadow on them.

Otherwise, they would not have discussed transferring schools.

Generally speaking, children from pure-blood families in England rarely transfer schools.

This is not only because Armstrong is too far away from England, but also because Armstrong's students are usually not accepted by the mainstream upper class in England.

Unless they plan to develop in places like Scandida in the north in the future, people will not send their children there.

"Braun, what about you? My dad said if Hogwarts continues like this, I will transfer to another school.

Daphne whispered to Braun

"Maybe.

But I believe that Headmaster Dumbledore will solve this problem."

""Amulet! Amulet! Protect your safety!"

Marcus and other senior students shouted while holding some low-quality badges.

However, few young wizards bought them.

"Where are you going?"

Daphne Braun asked as she stood up to leave.

"Buy an amulet"

"Don't be silly!"

Braun pulled her back.

Then he took off a men's bracelet from his wrist and put it on Daphne's hand.

He said seriously:

"This is more useful!

At least it can release the Armor Spell once when you are in danger.

It will buy you time to escape."

"Um……"

Daphne agreed in a low voice, as subtle as the buzz of a mosquito.

"Well, let's go to class! The first class is Defense Against the Dark Arts! What bad luck!"

Braun wiped his mouth with a napkin and said

"Hello, classmates!"

Lockhart, who was so proud yesterday, walked into the classroom with his head held high.

"You all admired my figure yesterday!

How was it? I didn't lie to you!

In my adventure life, there are many things that are more terrifying than this.……"

Then Lockhart began to brag about himself.

He seemed to be in high spirits and waved his wand to turn the table into a roaring lion.

The young wizards were amazed.

But he soon canceled the spell and continued to brag about himself.

The bell rang and Lockhart left the classroom reluctantly.

The young wizards also held their books and prepared to go to the Transfiguration class.

"Braun, I didn't expect that Lockhart is a liar but still has some skills!"

Daphne couldn't help but say as she watched Braun in a trance

"Oh? Why?"

Braun suddenly came back to his senses and asked

"I really don't know what you were thinking about during class!

Didn't you notice that Lockhart turned the table into a lion? (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

This move is comparable to Professor McGonagall's!"

"Transfiguration? Lockhart?"

Brawne seemed to have figured something out. His eyes lit up.

He handed the book in his arms to Daphne.

Then he turned and ran towards where Lockhart left.[]

Daphne staggered under the weight of her textbooks:

"What are you going to do Braun?"

"Something's up! It's very important, Daphne!

Ask Professor McGonagall for leave for me!"

Brown waved his hand and hurried upstairs.

Finally he caught up with Lockhart.

"No trace at all!"

Brawne followed Lockhart carefully on tiptoe to prevent any movement from alerting him.

Lockhart went up to the fourth floor cautiously.

Standing in front of the portrait of the troll fighting Shabonabo, he kept muttering :

"Lockhart did ask��"

Brown cast a silencing spell on himself and moved closer.

As long as someone was inside the Room of Requirement, outsiders could not enter.

He didn't want to be locked out. He followed Lockhart in.

He took out a notebook from the cabinet and began to write.

This also made Brown completely know who took the notebook.

""Die!"

The spell hit the ground and splashed a cloud of dust.

Lockhart rolled over to avoid the attack.

This surprised Browne a little.

"Brown?"

Lockhart looked a little surprised, but then his face darkened again.

"I really didn't expect you to be the one who took the notebook.

The two girls from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw also suffered damage to their vitality because of you."

Braun pointed his wand at Lockhart.

Lockhart slowly opened his hands to show that he was harmless.

He admitted it straightforwardly:

"Yes, I did it.

But how come you suspect me?

I think my disguise is pretty good."

Seemingly confident of victory, Brown didn't mind talking to Lockhart:

"I never doubted you at first, and I always thought you were a clown who only knew how to steal and like to attract attention.

But when I saw your magic wand, I realized I was wrong."

"Oh? What's wrong?"

Lockhart asked as he allowed himself to be tied up by the ropes that Braun transformed without any resistance.

"Cherry wands usually only follow wizards with strong self-control and excellent minds.

From the moment I saw your wand, I realized that you might not be as simple as you look."

Lockhart was silent for a long time:

"Maybe it was right once, but I think it went wrong later. Want to hear a story?"

Picking up the notebook Horcrux that fell on the ground, Browne used the spell to seal it again and again.

After he breathed a sigh of relief, he spoke:

"OK, I'm also curious about how the owner of the cherry wood became a liar."

"I come from a mixed race family. My dad is a Muggle and my mom is a witch.……"

"So your Muggle father was an alcoholic and beat you?"

Lockhart seemed a little dissatisfied with the interruption of his memories and glared at Brown fiercely:

"No! I am very happy! My father loves me very much! So do my two Muggle sisters."

"So your mother……"

This time Lockhart was too lazy to answer Browne and said to himself:

"Because I was the only boy in the family and the one who showed magical talent very early, my mother favored me very much.

With my mother's praise and my sister's envy, my pride and arrogance grew like an unrestrained flower of evil until it filled my heart.

I expected that when I went to Hogwarts, I would be known and praised by everyone like Harry!"

"But you are disappointed, aren't you?

All the little wizards who come to this school have the same magical talent as you.

This is not surprising."

Lockhart sighed with emotion:

"Yes, it's not unusual.

But I wasn't sure at that time.

It was after I joined Ravenclaw that

I studied hard, because it would allow me to enjoy the envy of everyone and various awards.

I lobbied the headmaster to publish a newspaper, boasted in public, and even said that I would carve my name in the audience seats of the Quidditch game.

Because I was sure that I was so different."

"So that's why you're so eager to be famous in the future?"

Braun asked with a hint of doubt.

"No, of course not.

Later, I actually began to realize myself. Maybe I would become an employee of the Ministry of Magic.

This is actually what my mother has always hoped for.

Then I would work from 9 to 5 and find a good wife and have a pair of lovely children.……"

Brown interrupted Lockhart's fond memories. He was not in the mood to listen to his beautiful fantasies.

"Then, why did you become a liar?"

Lockhart sneered:

"Do you think it's easy to be an employee of the Ministry of Magic?"

He couldn't help but become indifferent: