Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 33

After reading Rita Skeeter's special report, Ron angrily patted the newspaper on the small table.

"What's wrong with you, Ron?" Hermione was taken aback by the excited Ron again, and she sank into the single sofa.

"This report covers up the truth!" Ron yelled, and told Hermione what had happened on platform nine and three quarters.

After hearing everything, Hermione spread her hands helplessly, "There's no way, the Ministry of Magic and the Auror Office always want to take every opportunity to hype their business capabilities, and the reports of the "Daily Prophet" are not as objective as before. Honestly."

Unlike Ron's excitement, Hermione seemed calmer, but she still pursed her lips, "I didn't expect that Professor Ollivander not only has outstanding teaching ability, but also has so much experience in actual combat."

Ron nodded in agreement, "That's right, although I think the professor alone can easily deal with Sister Levima, but he still chose to wake up Mr. Smith and tell me what to do."

Strong, wise, and cautious.

The image of Hardy Ollivander was immediately elevated in the hearts of Ron and Hermione.

"Hey! Ron, want to see what we've got?"

The Weasley twins mysteriously came to Ron's side and sandwiched him in the middle.

"What's hidden in your robes?" Ron noticed the slightly raised wizard robes of the twins.

"Aha! Your kid's observation skills are really good." George and Fred smiled at each other, and then lifted their wizard robes mysteriously.

Inside, there are all kinds of pamphlets, all made by the twins themselves.

"Have you written down all the stories Professor Ollivander told?" Hermione was surprised when she saw the covers of those booklets.

"King of Monsters: The Three-Year Covenant"

"King of Monsters 2: Dragon's Lair"

"Phantom Beast 3: Famous Kingdom"

"Phantom Beast 4: Academy of Phantom Beasts"

"Phantom Beast 5: The Greatest Phantom Beast Trainer - The Weasley Brothers" (created by the same person)
"How about it? Buy four copies and get one free. The whole set only costs two Galleons." George patted Ron, "You're my younger brother. At this price, no one else can get it."

Fred nodded, "That's right."

Listening to the yelling of the twins, Hermione cast a suspicious look.

"It's your story, Professor Ollivander's story, but you use it to earn pocket money." Hermione folded her hands on her chest, her mouth bulging.

"Oh, Hermione, please don't say that. Not all students can hear wonderful stories in the professor's class. We are helping everyone realize their dreams."

George leaned close to Hermione's ear and whispered, "Also, Professor Lockhart also bought a whole set, and he gave us a full six Galleons!"

"We were really taken aback at the time, and we thought we would be punished by Professor Lockhart." Fred added.

"You should go search for others, don't you know if I have Gallon on me?" Ron shook his head.

The Weasley twins sighed together, "Ron, you never surprise us."

After the twins left, Ron and Hermione went back to the boys' and girls' dormitories to wash up and get ready to rest.

At the same time, Hardy also returned to his lounge, and put the trouble stone he got in a secret and safe place.

After he showered, he changed into smooth light blue silk pajamas.

"The trouble stone and other materials have been collected. If you want to make the devil-gathering cup, you still need the mouth-opening wood in the Forbidden Forest."

Hardy turned over and lay on the bed, silently thinking about the production of the magic cup, "Perhaps I should take some time to visit Rubeus Hagrid, he is the gamekeeper of Hogwarts, and he is very concerned about the open-mouthed wood in the forbidden forest. , must have understood."

In the dark night, in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, Harry was writing quickly among piles of fan letters.

He's been replying to Lockhart's fans here for more than four hours, and his wrist looks like it's about to snap off.

"I shouldn't have deserted Defense Against the Dark Arts so I wouldn't be caught by Lockhart and come here to suffer."

Harry muttered under his breath that he was more uncomfortable reading the nasty love stories on postcards than writing with a quill for four hours straight.

"...Dear little Luoluo, my sweetheart, your talent makes my bones go soft and my skin burns. Reading your novels every night makes it hard for me to breathe. How many times have we dreamed Embracing the intense exploration and intense adventure together..."

Harry tried to read a passage in the postcard at hand, and then he felt goosebumps all over his body, "I... I can't hold on anymore..."

"Harry? What are you mumbling about?" Lockhart, who was sitting behind Harry, looked up from a pile of teaching reference books.

"No...it's nothing, Professor Lockhart." Harry hastened the reply to the letter in his hand, "I'm saying, it was too hard for you to reply to so many fans one by one before."

Lockhart smiled complacently, "That's right, maybe this is the trouble of becoming a celebrity. How do you say it? The greater the fame, the greater the responsibility."

Seeing that Harry had already done a lot of work for him, Lockhart nodded in satisfaction, then continued to lower his head.

In his hand, there was a whole set of "Phantom Beast King" booklets produced by the Weasley twins.

"Oh my god, this third volume of Mingdong Kingdom is my favorite part. Aiden went to the appointment as scheduled and had the most exciting duel with Juanna under the witness of the nobles in the whole king city. With an incredible victory, Defending the honor of the family!"

Closing the booklet in his hand, Lockhart was overwhelmed with emotion, "The fourth volume of Academy of Monsters is also great. What kind of wonderful adventures did you have to go through to write such a wonderful story?"

Lockhart fondled the covers of the four booklets as much as possible, and then paused for a moment on the fifth booklet.

""King of Phantasms 5: The Greatest Eudemons Trainer - The Weasley Brothers" (created by the same person), what kind of terrible thing is this written? It is simply a blasphemy and insult to the original work."

Lockhart scoffed at the continuation of the Weasley twins, "I can write better than this with my feet!"

With a cold snort, Lockhart folded the fifth booklet twice, then stuffed it under the table legs as a cushion.

"Why...why wasn't I the one who came up with this kind of story? Merlin, is this your punishment for me repeatedly stealing other people's stories?" Lockhart felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Stealing other people's stories for creation and publication, and using the Forgetting Curse to erase the relevant memories of the original owner, this is the deepest secret in Lockhart's heart.

Yes, that's right, Rita Skeeter's accusations against him in the papers are true, that Lockhart doesn't have the talent and talent to create.

"I just let other people's stories play a greater value in my hands." Lockhart suggested to himself in his heart, "Without me, those stories would just lie in a corner, not like It is the same today, and is well known by the entire British wizarding community!"

Hearing Lockhart muttering behind him, Harry shook his head remarkably.

At this moment, the low, gloomy, hoarse voice full of depravity and evil sounded again.

"The time has come..."

"Come here, come to me..."

Harry's body trembled violently.

Here it comes, this voice comes again!

He suppressed his rapid and disordered breathing, and while Lockhart behind him was not paying attention, he carefully took out the ear quill that Hardy had given him from his pocket.

(End of this chapter)