I wield a sword at Hogwarts

He pulled out the unicorn hair core inside, and John handed the aspen wood to Ron.

"It will take about a week. During this time, you can use this one."

Taking out his spare wand, John smiled and said, "It just so happens that this wand also has a unicorn hair core."

After Ron took it, although it was much shorter in length, it could still be used.

"Then I'll leave first. Neville, you just happen to be leaving with me."

Pulling Neville away, John said goodbye to the three little ones.

…

Neville endured John's brutal training, and by the time he left, he couldn't even lift his hands.

John cut a good branch from the Whomping Willow and used it as wand wood. The sensitivity on it might make the wand even better.

On the way back, he met Lockhart.

The liar teacher smiled at John.

"Mr. Wick, I think we can go to the office and chat for a while."

Lockhart extended an invitation to John, and John wondered what he had in mind.

But he wasn't worried. Lockhart wouldn't be Voldemort's subordinates just like Quirrell, right?

Nodding in agreement, John followed Lockhart to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office on the second floor.

It is filled with photos of Lockhart. It is not difficult to see that Lockhart is a narcissistic and vain person.

After sitting down, Lockhart asked: "I heard that you defeated a troll in your first year? You are really a talented wizard. Of course, this is not as good as the five consecutive "Wizard Weekly" most charming smile awards. ."

As he spoke, he did not forget to boast. John looked at him expressionlessly, which made Lockhart feel a little embarrassed after talking for a while.

"Ahem, I want to ask, what do you think of me, uh... I mean what do you think of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Lockhart came to Hogwarts for fame and fortune. Although he was a best-selling author, his abilities and stories were controversial.

In order to silence the outside world, he volunteered to teach at Hogwarts.

It's just that he forgot that the mysterious man left a curse on the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

He made a joke in the first class of school, and today's class also made him realize that his tall image in the minds of students has disappeared.

He found that whether it was Slytherin or Gryffindor, they all maintained a kind of respect for John in front of them.

This made Lockhart have other thoughts. He said sincerely: "It's not that I can't help it, but you also know that as a celebrity, you have to be busy with too many things, so I want to hire an assistant, preferably someone who can do it for me." Fix some things.”

"You mean your teaching skills are not good enough, so you want to quit?"

John glanced at Lockhart and said bluntly: "With all due respect, you must have heard the legend about the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, right? This position is not a good one."

Lockhart couldn't help but feel a little angry when his true feelings were told. He didn't expect that when he came to talk, he would make the students look down on him.

He argued: "How is it possible? I am Gilderoy Lockhart, the holder of the Order of Merlin, Level 3, continuously..."

"Okay, it's not impossible if you want my help, but I can only help you when you are in second grade. I can't help you at other times."

John interrupted, increasingly doubting whether the contents of Lockhart's story had been written by a gunman.

Lockhart's face darkened. John was indeed talking about a problem. He couldn't hire an assistant for every grade, right?

Seeing John's lack of respect for him, Lockhart knew that the other man had already doubted him.

In order to maintain his image as a powerful wizard, Lockhart had to abandon this plan.

In this case, don't blame yourself for taking the first step.

He pulled out his wand the moment John turned around, "Obliviate"

This was his best spell, and he used it to steal many wonderful stories from various wizards.

A smile appeared on his face. As long as John forgot about today's conversation, he could still continue to use bad teaching to become a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

The moment the spell was activated, the amulet on John's body gave a warning.

The Oblivion Curse was counteracted by the Iron Armor Curse.

John's face darkened, this guy actually dared to attack him in school.

He turned to look at the astonished Lockhart unkindly, and John said coldly: "It seems you are not a good person."

"Why are you okay?"

This was the first time Lockhart's all-powerful Oblivion Charm failed.

John drew his wand and pointed it at Lockhart.

The next second, white light exploded in the office, and cracks appeared on the walls.

All the photos of Lockhart in the room were destroyed, and Lockhart was leaning against the wall with a look of panic on his face.

"Wait, I'm leaving Hogwarts right now, please let me go."

Lockhart panicked. He didn't expect that this little wizard would actually dare to take action.

Moreover, the curse was aimed at his head. If it was touched, his head might explode like a balloon.

While begging for mercy, Lockhart's hand crookedly reached for the wand next to him.

Just when they were about to touch it, John's wand shot out white light and blasted a crater in Lockhart's hand.

Lockhart didn't dare move now, and John stared at him, thinking about what to do with him.

Chapter 62 Nimbus 2001 and Slugs

Since John determined that he wanted to become the next Dumbledore in the wizarding world, he began to accumulate his own power.

People such as Damo Alex, Mundungus, Tang Mi and others are all his connections outside.

Lockhart is so weak that he can't even deal with elves, but he has a huge group of book fans and many publisher friends outside.

This gave John something to think about.

"Gilderoy Lockhart, do you choose to tell me the truth, or do I treat you to a drink of Veritaserum?"

John randomly took out a bottle of potion from the small bag, which scared Lockhart to death.

He has no strength to speak of. Veritaserum is something that can damage your brain if you drink too much.

Hearing that John was going to give himself something to drink, he was so frightened that he backed away.

Unfortunately, there was a wall behind him and no way out, so he had no choice but to compromise.

As if his backbone had been ripped out, he collapsed on the ground and told the story of how he used the forgetting spell to cheat the story and turn it into his own.

John looked strange as he listened to his words.

"Are you saying that all your stories are copied from others?"

Staring at Lockhart's awkward smile, John was surprised.

With a flick of his wand, John conjured a chair.

Sitting on the chair, he said with a half-smile: "I didn't expect you to be a social expert, although your strength is a bit lacking, and you are full of lies."

Seeing that he had no intention of crushing him, Lockhart also stood up with a stern look on his face and said awkwardly: "I really wanted to be an adventurer at first, but my strength is too poor. The only thing I can do is Forgetting spell."

After graduating from Hogwarts, he tried to travel around the world as in the book, but he was beaten up and bruised all over.

One day he met an old wizard in a tavern. After he told the story of his adventure with the Tibetan Yeti, Lockhart got into trouble.

He succeeded, using a forgetting spell to make the wizard forget the experience.

He recorded the story and published it, and became everyone's favorite Gilderoy Lockhart, winner of the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award.

This made him even more uncontrollable, taking stories from others and polishing them to make them his own.

Selling through the ranks, he was the darling of publishers and had the most charming smile that young women loved.

Gradually, he was lost in Vanity Fair.

"You are quite a talent." After hearing this, John tapped the cup and filled it with tea.

After picking up the teacup and taking a sip, John said, "Don't worry, I won't drive you away from Hogwarts. On the contrary, you can stay here and continue to teach."

"real?"

The surprise came so suddenly, Lockhart hurriedly walked over and said: "What do you want, I mean, what do I have to give?"

He has made up his mind that as long as John does not expose himself, he will be satisfied no matter it is money or anything else.

John glanced at the eager Lockhart, pointed his finger at Lockhart, and said calmly: "I want you."

"ah?"

Lockhart was confused. Could it be that John liked him?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Can you change it? I'm afraid my fans will be sad, and you're still so young."

Lockhart's twitching posture almost made John spit out a mouthful of water. He put down the cup and said angrily: "I want you to help me work!"

Lockhart, knowing that he had misunderstood, was relieved but also puzzled. What would John, a second-year student, do on his own?

"Lockhart, you are a smart man. You should know that cleverness does not last long. I can keep your position as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts for you. Accordingly, you have to do something for me."

"As for what it is, it may be asking you to write a letter, or it may be asking you to go out and find some people."

There was a glint in John's eyes. Lockhart had accumulated quite a lot of connections over the years.

Especially the ladies of the ancient pure-blood families. Just a word from Lockhart, these people can be said to be crazy.

As long as Lockhart maintains his persona, these ladies will be a considerable force.

John stood up, stretched out his hand to the somewhat embarrassed Lockhart, smiled and said, "Let's have a good cooperation, Professor Lockhart."

Lockhart didn't know how John was going to help him, but it was his only choice, reaching out to complete the agreement with John.

…

Saturday.

John wanted to stay in the Gryffindor Chamber of Secrets, but Malfoy knocked on his dormitory door from outside.

"Watch, John, how those poor Gryffindors will be humiliated by us."

Malfoy is holding Nimbus 2001, the latest broomstick in the Nimbus series.

In terms of performance, it is much higher than the Nimbus 2000.

The Slytherin Quidditch team has seven such broomsticks.

John shook his head helplessly, forgetting the money-making behavior.

They found Professor Snape and got the special approval note on the pretext that they needed to get familiar with the new equipment. They also deliberately chose a time when Gryffindor was practicing.

John didn't want to get involved. If it weren't for the fact that Goyle and Crabbe couldn't stand the two guys, they would keep knocking on the door. He wouldn't have wanted to come at all.

After arriving at the Quidditch pitch, John stepped aside and Malfoy had already stepped forward to provoke him.

Harry originally wanted to visit Hagrid, but Wood, a Quidditch fanatic, came up with new tactics and pulled them all over for training.

Ron and Hermione also came over to watch Harry train, and their little fanboy Colin also came over, never stopping with the camera in his hand.

This made Wood suspect for a time that he was a spy sent by Slytherin to find out information.

George reminded him: "Slytherin doesn't need spies, Oliver."

Once it came to Quidditch, Wood seemed to be a different person. He asked testily: "How do you know?"

George pointed below, where a large group of people in green robes and Quidditch uniforms came over, and said, "Because they came on their own."

Wood looked over and saw the Slytherins coming, and he immediately landed on the ground to stop them.

"Flint, it's our training time! Please get out!"

Marcus Flint, the Slytherin Quidditch captain, was a tall man. He showed a cunning look and said with a sneer: "This place is big, Wood."

When the Gryffindor players saw that they were coming with bad intentions, they also gathered around. Wood said sharply: "But I've reserved the stadium! I've reserved it!"

He repeatedly emphasized that Flint's arrival was well prepared.