A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 69 Lockhart's Trouble
For the next two days, the campus was calm and calm, but there was an undercurrent surging in the dark——

Rita Skeeter's firepower was all focused on Lockhart. After many years, the two had another verbal fight in the newspaper.

They are both well-known writers, and each has a huge readership, so their news is the most popular nowadays.

And in the leftovers of the newspaper, there began to be sporadic doubts about Dumbledore's inability to deal with the attack in the Chamber of Secrets, from which Felix smelled a conspiracy.

Reminiscent of the conversation between Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall in the Chamber of Secrets, he almost realized what was going on.

It was nothing more than some pure-blood families launched a public opinion offensive, hoping to bring down Dumbledore.But everything can only be in vain, the basilisk is dead, but it has not been revealed.

Dumbledore wanted to go fishing, to settle the trouble once and for all, so that was up to him, Felix wasn't interested in that.

In the last class before the holiday, he took the parchment given by Professor McGonagall and explained some precautions according to the script.

"Don't cast spells outside of school, and don't take teaching aids home, you know what I mean."

The little wizards below laughed.

At noon, when Felix walked into the auditorium, he was surprised to see Lockhart standing at the door.He was about to pretend he didn't see it, but Lockhart grabbed him.

"Professor Lockhart?" He had to stop.

Lockhart said to him uneasily, "Professor Hype, we need to talk."

The two walked into the dark corner in front of the hall.

"Professor Haipu, since we are colleagues, you have to help me, that woman Skeeter is going to drive me crazy!"

Felix asked curiously, "What's going on?"

"That woman is spreading rumors like crazy in the newspapers, trying to discredit me. She smeared me and said that my adventures are all fake, my God! What a ridiculous statement!"

Felix looked at him strangely.

"Yeah, you also think it's outrageous, right? You can't doubt me just because I have an outstanding appearance. I didn't drive away Wan Lun's female ghost with a smile!" He cleared his throat angrily.

"Professor Lockhart," interrupted Felix, "please state why you are here."

"Oh, ah... Well, it's like this—" His tone became hesitant, "I don't think there is any need to occupy public resources for the quarrel between me and that woman. Maybe we can communicate in private... Negotiate to resolve..."

"But what does that have to do with me?"

"Come on, Professor Haip. I know what that woman is, and she won't let you go lightly. In her mind, you are an excellent news material!" Lockhart said shrewdly, "If I Say, you greeted her through some important person..."

Felix thought to himself, you are really a talent, you can relate to all of this.

He declined and said, "I'm not familiar with her. However, I overheard Principal Dumbledore mentioning that around the holidays, the school will announce a big news. At that time, some reporters will be invited to participate, and maybe she will come too."

"Really?" Lockhart's eyes lit up. "I need to talk to Dumbledore... Thank you very much, Professor Hap. If you need anything in the future, just come to me. I heard that you are interested in ancient magic. There is research, and I happen to know some knowledge about it.”

"Let's talk about it," said Felix wearily.

Lockhart didn't pay attention to his attitude, and he took his leave cheerfully, apparently intending to go straight to Dumbledore.

"By the way, Professor Lockhart, I heard that your wand..." He wanted to know if Dumbledore cleaned the smell off the wand when he handed it over.

He was very curious about it.

"Oh, you know it too, don't you? It's really bad behavior. If you ask me, a month's confinement would be light...that reckless Wetherby."

On the other end, Ron stormed back to the common room.

"You shouldn't have stopped me, Harry—" said Ron, who had just had another fight with Percy.

Harry was not feeling well. They had dealt with the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets, but at Dumbledore's request, they had to endure for a few days and postpone the announcement until the beginning of the new semester.

As a result, his situation has not changed much, and even Ron is carrying a confinement.

But Harry still persuaded Ron, "Think about it, if everything goes well, after Christmas, we can get Malfoy to be punished as he should, and then all the troubles will be solved together!"

His words made Ron feel better, "That's right, I really hope Christmas comes sooner."

Immediately, he said happily, "Harry, that's a special contribution award. No one in our family has ever won it, not even Bill! When I get the trophy, I'm going to smash it in Percy's face."

On the other side of the table, Hermione had been writing and drawing on the parchment, not participating in their discussion.

"Hermione, what are you doing?"

Hermione looked up from the parchment, and she sighed, "I'm planning a makeover for the beaded pouch, and it's so difficult."

Harry asked her with great interest, "The little bag that releases the devil's vine?"

"That's right, the basilisk caused some damage to it in the Chamber of Secrets. Professor Haipu and I applied to allow me to complete the restoration work independently. But it is much more troublesome than I imagined, even if I watched the professor from head to toe made at the end..."

Harry couldn't help asking a few more questions, and the little witch enthusiastically explained the basic concepts of ancient runes to the two of them. Harry and Ron were dizzy after hearing this, and they changed the topic tacitly.

In the evening, Felix took out the diary and wrote and drew in it again.

"Hagrid was taken away, I don't know if I did the right thing." Felix wrote, of course it was a bluff, and he also cleaned up the prepared Christmas presents in the afternoon, including Hagrid's.

A string of flamboyant handwriting appeared on the diary, "You are doing the right thing, believe me, the attack will definitely stop, and you are the biggest contributor."

"Unmoved," Felix said, "I won't believe what you say easily, and I will always be vigilant!"

"Of course, if the attack happens again, you can hand me over," the diary wrote.

Felix changed his pen, "I'm curious, how were you made? You know, your carrier is just an ordinary notebook, but it carries a memory for half a century!"

Diary does not reject this question, on the contrary, he welcomes it very much.Talk, open your heart to me...

A string of fluent words quickly poured out on the page, "That involves very profound magic, if you are interested, I will tell you everything I know."

As a result, one-person-one-diary communication started in a harmonious and friendly atmosphere.

In the beginning, they were discussing a relatively superficial category, but after Felix pointed out his mistakes several times, the diary had to come up with more advanced content, but he was also quite cunning, and many key points pushed " I did not inject this part of the information back then."

That night, Felix acquired some techniques for storing memories on regular objects, and some superficial knowledge of bloodline research.

At the end of the exchange, the diary strongly recommended to him a "psychological relaxation technique". He vowed that this technique has the effect of increasing magic power...

After Felix locked the diary, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, I believe you a ghost.

(End of this chapter)