Hogwarts Archmage

"Mr. Lockhart is truly a brave and versatile gentleman. He will definitely become a legendary adventurer."

Margery held the book "Breaking with the Female Ghost" that had been turned to the last page in her hand, feeling a little unfinished.

The book is written by celebrity con artist Gilderoy Lockhart.

Of course, Lockhart is still just a star writer, not a well-known liar. What Marn is holding is another of his books, "Holidays with a Dominatrix", which is based on "personal experience".

These books were bought by Walder for his two children to read in their spare time.

One thing I have to mention is that although Lockhart's behavior is despicable and his advertisements feel greasy, his writing ability is really very strong.

All the works are of great literary talent, and the plot arrangements are ups and downs and interlocking. They are the kind of wonderful novels that can make people forget to eat.

Of course Ma En knew what was going on with him, but this did not conflict with the various experiences he had read in the book and the methods of dealing with dangers. After all, although the protagonist in the book had some problems, these experiences were indeed true. And if you read it as a storybook, the writing is indeed quite good.

"Perhaps you will see him in school one day in the future?" Ma En picked up a book page with his fingers and turned it over, and said to Margaery casually.

"How is it possible? Mr. Lockhart is so busy. The Daily Prophet said that he is preparing to leave for Africa and start a new adventure."

Margaery sorted the books a little and put them on the bookshelf, and said with some longing: "If, I mean, if he really comes to Hogwarts to teach, I must take a photo with him."

"...I suggest you not to have high expectations. What if he looks ugly?" Ma En put the book aside. Reading large text books for a long time is not good for children's eyes. Pay attention to rest.

Margaery took her notebook and opened the first page. There was a photo cut out from the Daily Prophet. Lockhart was baring his white teeth and holding his new book in his hand. Gestures.

"You see, Mr. Lockhart is very sunny and handsome."

Ma En, who slowly rubbed the acupuncture points around his eyes, shook his head and said, "Dear Margery, maybe in a few years you will know that a person's beauty or ugliness is not simply determined by his appearance."

"Hey~~Marn, can you stop using that preachy tone? I am the sister, and you are just like an old-fashioned person!" Margery curled her lips and shouted in a low voice.

"But you have to admit that what I said makes sense, don't you?"

"I...you...anyway, you have to call me sister."

"Okay, okay, no problem, my lovely and beautiful sister~" The perfunctory tone of coaxing the child made Margery roll her eyes in dissatisfaction.

But after thinking about it, I couldn't figure out how to refute it. Finally, I got angry and decided to ignore Ma En for the time being. I took another book "Walking with Ghouls" from the bookshelf and read it.

Ma En sighed, "Margery, don't read for too long, it will hurt your eyes..."

"I want you to take care of it!"

"Perhaps Margery is right, Marne." Walder poked his head in from the door of the study and said:

"You are only nine years old. This kind of old-fashioned preaching is really inconsistent when it comes from your mouth. It may be that your study schedule has been arranged for too long in the past few years and suppressed your nature. Why can't you be like Draco? How about happily playing with your friends in your free time?"

Marn slumped down on the single sofa, which was very large for a child: "Spare me, Mr. Walder. I finally have some free time. I just want to have a good rest, not like a husky." Have fun,' and don't want to have those special friends."

The little friends here specifically refer to Crabbe and Goyle.

"Marn, we cannot discriminate against others because of their lack of intelligence, especially when they are our compatriots."

"But...Mr. Walder, you have said more than once that they are hopeless idiots."

Walder thought for a moment, "I'm just stating a fact, not being discriminatory like you."

"Well, you're right, I really shouldn't be like this. After all, they are just a pair of hopeless idiots."

"Yes, that's right."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Walder nodded with satisfaction, expressing his recognition of his disciple's reformation. Then he turned to Margery and said, "Margery, your age is indeed not suitable for reading for a long time. Now If it affects your vision, you can go out and play for a while, Godric's Hollow is still very beautiful in the summer."

Margery looked at Walder in confusion, "Grandpa Walder, why are you like this..."

Walder blinked: "Well - maybe it's because these words are more appropriate to say from the mouth of a person of my age?"

"God..."

……

Godric's Hollow is really beautiful in summer. The two siblings who were driven out of the study by Old Walder held hands and walked slowly.

On the gently undulating hillsides, unknown white and yellow flowers bloomed everywhere, swaying in the cool and pleasant breeze, like a group of dancing elves.

Ma En took a deep breath of fresh air with a little moisture. The fresh oxygen entered the lungs and was pumped throughout the body with the beating of the heart.He felt that his brain had relaxed, and the fatigue caused by reading for days was swept away.

A breeze passed by, blowing up a lock of fine hair hanging on the side of his eyes, and a thin mist drifted in this direction along the wind.

"Margery, you said it would be great if you could live like this comfortably and happily without any messy things to disturb you."

Margaery was a little confused and asked strangely: "Why not? When we graduate, if you want to come back and live there, you can always."

"Yes, when we graduate and leave school, we can come back at any time and continue this life without being disturbed."

"Then what's bothering you, Marne?"

"Life has always been unsatisfactory, Margery." Girls develop earlier, and coupled with the age difference, Margery is a full head taller than Ma En. He raised his head and looked at Margery's face. The soft lines said: "What we have to do is to turn all the unsatisfactory things into satisfactory ones."

"Well, as long as we work hard, we will always change those inappropriate things."

"Yes, but these efforts do not include compromise."

"Of course it is."

Another gust of wind blew away, driving away the mist that was about to invade them. The two people stood on the top of a mountain that was not too high, forming an oil painting.