Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 130 Professor Horn who 'runs away with money'

Late at night, deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Late at night in the Forbidden Forest, the sky is as pure as a piece of black velvet cloth, and a crescent moon shines in the sky above.

The chirping of animals, the rustling sound of Hefeng blowing leaves, add radiance to each other, as if playing a nocturne.

suddenly

A sparking circle suddenly appeared.

"Gold coins, leave it alone, hurry up"

Accompanied by a shout, a blond man wearing a tattered gray necromancer robe quickly ran out of the circle, and behind him, a house elf jumped out directly.

Lockhart looked at the large number of replicas of the Hufflepuff Gold Cups pouring out continuously, as well as the frenziedly burning Fiendfire through the portal, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Almost the moment the gold coins escaped, Lockhart quickly waved his hand to close the portal.

call!

Lockhart let out a deep breath.

Looking at the tattered gold coins whose clothes had been burned in front of him.

There was also the burnt smell coming from his body, and a large number of holes in his clothes, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

Voldemort is worthy of being the top Dark Lord in the necromancer world, but he still underestimated him.

In other words, the recent period has been too smooth, a little drifting, and Voldemort's magic trap taught him a lesson.

The trap that I thought could be easily cracked, in the process of cracking, may have touched some points that I didn't know.

All the traps exploded together, leaving Lockhart in a panic.

Fortunately, his teleportation magic still works, otherwise, in such a closed environment of the vault, it would have been wiped out long ago.

Even so, Bella's vault would have to be destroyed, and even the Dragon outside would have to be burned to death by Fiendfire.

Even if this Fierce Fire was not stopped in time, I'm afraid Gringotts will suffer this time.

You know, there is the treasury of the entire necromancer world.

but

Lockhart looked at the golden cup in his hand, with a hint of joy on his face.

Although the process was a bit tortuous, my goal was finally achieved.

However, thinking of the sudden trap just now, Lockhart thought deeply.

Waving the wand, a dark blue cabinet appeared in front of him.

Lockhart then placed the Hufflepuff Cup inside.

Click!

The cabinet door was closed, and dense dark blue magic patterns flashed on the cabinet.

Completely lock all the breath, all the power, all the fluctuations of the Hufflepuff Gold Cup.

snort!

Looking at the cabinet with multiple seals in front of him, Lockhart snorted coldly.

When the trap broke out, there was no time to think about it, so I ran away.

But now that I think about it carefully, I have to say that there is no guidance from Voldemort's Horcrux here.

Lockhart just ate his wand raw.

Thinking of this, he felt that the Hufflepuff gold cup he just got was a bit tricky, and this soul fragment might be restless.

Well, not as good as Young Voldemort in the Black Notebook.

He's also planning to get himself a No. 2 worker.

Turning his thoughts, Lockhart looked at the dim Forbidden Forest, and heard the roar of a large number of birds and beasts in the distance, and the rustling sound brought by the breeze.

Especially the ragged appearance of himself and gold coins.

Lockhart flicked the Sling Ring lightly, opening a portal again.

Take a light step and return to your own home.

The gold coins in the back jumped into the portal without saying hello.

At noon the next day, the Hogwarts cafeteria.

Lockhart sat in the professor's seat, holding a fork, tapping the plate lightly.

moment!

A pepper steak floated on the plate, with some broccoli, small tomatoes, etc. scattered around.

Lockhart sniffed the aroma and nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that the cookbook I gave to Hogwarts and the elves was not in vain.

This level is a level higher than before.

While thinking, he picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece, put it in his mouth, and slowly tasted the tenderness of the beef.

Well, the taste is not bad.

"Lockhart, your steak is pretty good, is it specially made for house elves?" Professor Flitwick next to him asked.

"Yes, Dean." Lockhart nodded slightly, and continued: "I gave a recipe, they studied it for a few days, and they knew how to make it."

Speaking of this, Lockhart also gave a little praise to the elf's learning ability.

Although it can't reach the level of a genius, it is at least better than the average person.

In other words, they are proud of their labor and ashamed of their laziness, which allows them to focus more on doing things and also improves their learning ability.

Whether it's a necromancer, a Muggle, or any other creature, as long as you focus, it's easier to achieve results than ordinary people.

Hearing Lockhart's reply, Professor Flitwick's eyes lit up, the thoughts in his mind continued, and the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he had received a lot of inspiration.

Afterwards, the two chatted while eating.

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"Lockhart, the students have spoken highly of your courses recently." Professor Flitwick praised.

"Where, where." Lockhart was very modest, and then made up a little: "It's because the previous black magic defense professor left a good foundation."

"Haha." Professor Flitwick understood what Lockhart meant, and laughed haha.

There was also a faint smile on Lockhart's face.

suddenly!

"Professor Lockhart, did you hear what happened at Gringotts last night?"

Hearing Professor Flitwick's question, Lockhart's smile faltered.

Then he asked curiously, "Professor Flitwick, have you heard any news?"

"I read the Daily Prophet said it was just a fire."

"Fire." A mocking smile appeared on Professor Flitwick's face, "What kind of fire can dispatch the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic."

Then, he revealed the secret in a low voice: "Lockhart, I heard from my friend that it is Fiendfyre."

"You don't need to think about it, you know, there was definitely another black necromancer who sneaked into Gringotts yesterday. It should be that the goblin found traces, set off Fiendfire to attract attention, and then fled."

"tsk tut"

After hearing Professor Flitwick's guess, Lockhart was a little weird, but he said with admiration: "It's still the professor's insight, it's completely logical, and it's probably true."

"It is their loss that the Daily Prophet does not invite you to be the editor-in-chief."

"Haha, no matter where, I just have a lot of friends and a lot of news." Professor Flitwick said with a smile on his face.

Lockhart nodded at this.

As a battle champion for many times, Flitwick has become friends with many people. In addition to his status as a Hogwarts professor, he has always kept in touch with each other.

Suddenly, Lockhart's heart moved, as if chatting, he asked Flitwick: "Professor Flitwick, recently I asked Professor Horne for something, but I haven't received a reply."

"Have you heard from him?"

Hearing Lockhart's question, Professor Flitwick also frowned slightly, and sighed softly: "Horn, there was news about him at the beginning of the year."

"As a result, until now, for some reason, there is no news. I sent him a letter before, but I didn't get a reply."

When Lockhart heard it, he kept thinking in his mind.

At the beginning of the year, if he guessed correctly, it should be the last semester.

And the only major event that happened last semester was that Voldemort possessed Quirrell to snatch the Sorcerer's Stone.

Thinking of this, all of Lockhart's confusion cleared up.

In the original plot, Professor Horne was constantly avoiding Voldemort because of the Horcrux.

And with the news of Voldemort's reappearance, running away is naturally the best choice.

No wonder he sold Fu Ling Potion, he wanted to 'run away with money'.

True—real in the world!

Now, I hope that what I left behind at the auction will be useful.

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