curse the world at hogwarts

When everyone ran towards Harry, Rhine made a special observation and did not find Lockhart.

This guy has been staying in the hospital since Halloween, so much so that Professor McGonagall suspected that there was another salary thief coming this year.

This time, she was right.

But what was unexpected was that just as Professor McGonagall conjured up a stretcher and carried Harry to the school hospital, everyone saw Lockhart.

Moreover, he was lying down again.

I saw this guy slumped limply on the ground, and there was a poor fat monk in the distance. He looked like he was burned and smoking. It was obvious that he had encountered a basilisk...

The crowd exploded immediately, and Rhine quickly pretended to be surprised, almost laughing in her heart.

What kind of fate is this!

According to Madam Pomfrey, who hurried over, Lockhart was leaning against the window next to the hospital bed, looking at the game in the distance with an envious look on his face, and he kept bragging to her about his coquettish performance on the court.

Madam Pomfrey called back directly——

She was already working in the school hospital at that time, and she remembered that Lockhart slipped off the broomstick during his first flight and was rushed to the school hospital.

Lockhart was frustrated and hurriedly began to use his performance after graduation to make up for it, and he probably made up some nonsense.

Then, he saw Harry and Draco falling.

Lockhart was so excited at that time that he jumped out of the hospital bed. He didn't look like the scoundrel before who was sick and needed to be fed by fans in shifts.

"It's time for the heroic and resourceful Lockhart to make his grand appearance!"

As a result, he kicked off his slippers and ran out. Pomfrey, one of the "Fourth Iron-Blooded Madams", couldn't catch up. Only the enthusiastic fat monk who happened to be passing by did catch up...

You can see the temptation of fame and fortune.

It can also be seen that fame and fortune are harmful to people.

Tears are called for here.

Since the beginning of the school year, Rhine has been busy with school affairs and journaling about the Basilisk. He can only leave Lockhart aside for the time being and simply gather wool. He feels that it is time to start researching the curse of the curriculum.

Look at Lockhart's recent decline, almost catching up with Quirrell after last Christmas!

The basilisk was probably quite speechless. It originally came out to trample on the road and explore the terrain while the bosses and students were away from the castle, but it suddenly collided with Lockhart who was about to take off.

Madam Pomfrey was even more speechless after the inspection.

She suddenly raised her palm, and a big dick hit Lockhart's face.

Lockhart sat up with a "Ouch--" and looked around blankly: "What's wrong with me?"

"What did you see?" Professor McGonagall asked sharply, "What petrified the fat monk?"

Lockhart was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"I just felt a deep evil penetrated the fat monk's body, so I planned to fight and put an end to evil...but the evil sneakily attacked me!"

You can pull it down!

Rhine, Dumbledore and even Snape, who had already known the matter clearly, all rolled their eyes.

If the basilisk really attacks you, you'll be in trouble!

Judging from your slippers that were thrown more than ten meters away, you could tell that you started running away as soon as the fat monk fell down, so that the basilisk's gaze didn't even have time to catch up with your running pace.

As for how he fainted, Rhine remembered that he fell headfirst several times that night.

It can be seen how important wearing a good pair of shoes is to life.

Rhine suddenly felt that now was not the right time to start research...

Is Lockhart's horse bug operation considered bad luck or good luck?

It seems that in terms of the ending, Lockhart is considered good among most Defense Against the Dark Arts professors?

Without Voldemort's curse, the impact on fools would be slower and shallower than that on normal people, right?

In any case, the fat monk became the serious first victim.

Poor and soft Harry went from being admired by the stars to being abandoned in an instant. Only Draco, Ron and other real and fake gay friends probably cared about his leg.

The school was dragged into a state of emergency. Every little wizard kept secretive, but they rushed to express their opinions in small groups.

In particular, a bug that appeared on the scene cast doubt on all previous conclusive speculations about Rhine.

That is, before and after Lockhart's attack, Rhine was always in the public eye.

In the library, Justin Finch-Fletchley showed his hands to his friends.

"Is this reasonable?"

"I think it's very reasonable!" Tie Niu'er Hannah nodded immediately, "I didn't believe it was Rhine who did it from the beginning!"

Children's likes and dislikes are simple but persistent. She doesn't believe that Rhine, who smiles at her every day and deliberately plays tricks to ease the embarrassment even when he is embarrassed, is the heir of Slytherin.

Justin nodded immediately: "So, we must reconsider the black hand hidden behind the scenes who has time and space and will not be noticed by everyone!"

"Who?" Hannah and her friends all asked curiously.

"There is always only one truth!"

Detective Justin pointed his finger at everyone.

"It must be Mr. Filch!"

"puff--!"

Not far away, a pair of red-headed brothers who eavesdropped with their ears erect took a sip of their drinks and spit out their drinks.

If it were really Filch, they would probably be hanging from the top of the castle by now.

This is not the most outrageous thing. The most outrageous thing is the little wizards who insist on the "Rhine Murderer Theory". Like people everywhere in the world, they start to use their imaginations to prove that they are right.

"Perhaps the heir can kill people without being present at the scene?"

"Didn't he come out of the bathroom just after the incident on Halloween night? There is no evidence that Rhine needs to attack on the spot!"

Millicent Bursted, who has not yet jumped into the Rhine's sight and has not received an invitation from the research society, persists.

She had enough reason to put the blame on Rhine, because although her parents did not join the Death Eaters, a close uncle died under Rhine's wand.

At this time, Pansy Parkinson frowned.

"According to your logic, everyone in the school is suspect, and in terms of heir status, the people in our college are the most suspect."

Millicent was choked by her words and began to collect her logic again.

She firmly believed that she would be able to find another closed loop and put the blame on Rhine Lyle's head again!

Rhine was lucky that his efforts for more than a year were not in vain. Although Pansy did not dare to defend him directly, she spoke for him from the side.

It was one small step for him in Slytherin.

Rhine's misfortune was that in addition to students who kept calm for various reasons, he also knew two bratty kids who were extremely "reckless" and he had no reason to throw their good intentions into the trash can.

"If it is really possible to harm people remotely," Ron said to Harry, "I still think that the heir comes from Slytherin, and I won't go into details..."

He glanced at Hermione, who had been telling him to calm down recently, and Wednesday, who often threatened him with coffins, but he didn't dare to criticize them directly.

Understand and understand yourself!

understand?

Regarding the matter of hating Slytherin, Harry and Ron's radar was able to transmit without any obstacles, and he nodded immediately.

A new plan came into being, and they made the decision to sneak into Slytherin to collect information, and excluded Hermione, who always followed Rhine to persuade them to calm down.

As a result, their plan can no longer be seen.

Originally, with Hermione's guidance and help, the two of them would have at least set a specific target on Draco and launched targeted countermeasures.

Although he still went astray in the end, at least he gave Draco a good beating, which was not a loss after all.

But now, their superficial plan is——

Invisibility cloak, sneak in, listen.

But such a plan has at least one advantage, that is, no one can detect the clues in advance.

It wasn't until the action was over that Hermione realized that the two of them had done such a thing. She rolled her eyes and stared at the two little idiots speechlessly.

"Any gains?"

"Yes!" Ron stuck out his tongue and panted like an old dog, "Although there are only a few people in Slytherin, the lounge is really big!"

Thinking of the two of them huddled under the invisibility cloak, moving in small steps to follow every "suspicious" Slytherin, and finally exhausting themselves to the point of being as stupid as dead dogs, Hermione suddenly couldn't help but laugh.

"Rhine is absolutely right!"

"I can't play with you two fools!"