Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 108

Ron's heart almost jumped in his throat when he saw Lockhart walking back.

He looked at the door to Lockhart's office, imagining Hermione and Harry inside, busy rummaging through Lockhart's suitcase.

"They've only just gone in, and probably haven't even figured out where the suitcase is."

Ron muttered a few words, then bit the bullet and ran towards Lockhart.

"Professor Lockhart!" He forcefully forced a smile on his face, which made Lockhart immediately vigilant.

Ron's appearance seemed to be holding a dagger behind his back, and he was about to hit his abdomen a few times with "chi chi chi chi" while he was not paying attention.

Lockhart was subconsciously ignoring Ron, but the latter shook his body and stopped him directly.

"Mr Weasley," Lockhart frowned, "what are you doing?"

"Ah!" Ron shouted deliberately, "Professor Lockhart! Great, I just have a question to ask you!"

In the office, Hermione, who just found the suitcase from under the curtain, was startled, "Harry, did you hear anything just now?"

"Where is that sound coming from?" Harry dragged the suitcase out with difficulty. "My God, this thing is heavy. What did Lockhart put in it?"

He pushed Hermione, "Don't be dazed, open the box quickly, time is tight."

Hermione looked back at the door in surprise, then took out her wand, and said softly, "Alahoo hole is open!"

With a "snap", one side of the suitcase was violently bounced off, and a large pile of parchment rushed out with a "crash".

Outside the office, Loja was stopped by Ron, "Mr. Weasley, I don't have much time now, I left something in the office."

He planned to bypass Ron, but was stopped by the other party, "Please——"

Ron had an aggrieved expression on his face, "Just a few questions, it won't take much of your time, it's the content of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"My God, I think, only a professor as good as you and a best-selling author with rich experience can answer it easily."

He almost gritted his teeth, and praised Lockhart, which was also a torment for him.

Lockhart looked at Ron in surprise, "You are right, hurry up, I still have class."

Overjoyed, Ron quickly recalled Hermione's explanation, and said, "Uh...what's the problem, oh, yes, Boggart!"

"Professor Lockhart, can you tell me what a Boggart is?"

Lockhart was a little impatient, "That's it? It's really like a question that can only be asked by your head."

"It's a shape-shifting thing," he said, "that becomes whatever it thinks scares people the most."

Ron tried to put a look of relief on his face, but it seemed strange to Lockhart.

"Are you ill, Mr. Weasley?" he asked.

"No, Professor."

"Then why are your facial features running around on your face?"

Ron showed a embarrassed expression, and asked quickly: "Oh, and what should we do if we meet a Boggart? Unlike you, we are an experienced and excellent adventurer."

"When you're dealing with a Boggart, it's best to go in groups, so you can confuse it: is it a headless skeleton, or is it a flesh-eating slug? Remember, it can only scare someone."

"I once saw a boggart do this mistake - it tried to scare two people at the same time, and ended up turning itself into a half-slug, which was hilarious."

Hearing the class bell ringing in the corridor, Lockhart pushed Ron away, "Okay, I don't have time anymore."

Seeing Lockhart go around him, Ron immediately grabbed his robe like a bobcat, "Red Cap! And Kabbah! I don't know much about these two monsters either!"

"Enough! Enough!" Lockhart shook Ron away forcefully. "What's wrong with you today? Weasley."

He patted his wizard robes, "I already missed my third year, damn it."

Muttering in his mouth, Lockhart quickened his pace and walked towards his office.

Seeing that the opponent's palm was already pressed against the door, Ron's forehead was already covered in cold sweat.

"Hermione! Harry, please hide it!" He prayed silently in his heart, "Don't be found out..."

In the office, Hermione and Harry were looking at the contents of the suitcase in disbelief.

"We finally found it, conclusive evidence!" Hermione looked at several complete interview drafts, took out a blank parchment from her bosom, and quickly began to transcribe.

"Professor Lockhart."

The moment Lockhart was about to push the door, Hardy who suddenly appeared stopped him.

"If I remember correctly, you should be in the third-year Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom."

Lockhart turned his head to look at the other party, his tense face relaxed slightly, "Oh, Professor Ollivander, today are you... in charge of teaching discipline inspection?"

"Yes, although you have planned to leave Hogwarts, but I hope that you should be responsible to the little wizards until the last second when you leave school."

Hardy glanced at Ron in surprise, and continued to look at him, "I don't want to report today's incident to Professor McGonagall, which will have a negative impact on your final evaluation of teaching."

"Of course, thanks." Lockhart turned around, pursing his upper lip.

He suppressed his displeasure, and left the office under Ron's nervous gaze.

"Mr. Weasley, now, you can ask Professor Ollivander about your endless questions!"

Seeing Lockhart leave, Ron went limp.

"Thank goodness—"

He took a long breath, but soon noticed that Professor Ollivander was staring at him.

"Mr. Weasley, what are you doing here?" Hardy looked at Lockhart's office calmly.

Hogwarts' troublesome trio, has there been any new actions recently?
"Uh...no, I was asking Professor Lockhart a question..."

Ron swallowed, "Boggarts, Red Caps, and Kabbah, it's just too scary..."

The muscles on his face moved stiffly, and after a few words of fooling around, he quickly ran away.

Looking at Lockhart's office, Hardy thought for a while.

After confirming that no one was around, he drew out his wand and cast the Disillusionment Charm on himself, completely hiding his figure.

Two 10 minutes later.

Lockhart's office was opened from the inside.

Hermione and Harry tiptoed out of the Invisibility Cloak.

"Let's go, I don't want to stay here for a second."

Harry followed Hermione, muttering under his breath.

"Strange, where is the Ron man? Where did he go..." Hermione gently closed the office door and looked around.

Sudden.

With a "swish", the invisibility cloak that was draped over the two of them was tightly grasped by a white and powerful palm, and suddenly opened.

Under the exclamation of Hermione and Harry, they appeared outside Lockhart's office, but the invisibility cloak was missing.

"what happened?"

Harry swallowed nervously. He twisted his neck and looked around. The corridor outside the office was empty.

Hermione was also terrified.

At one point she thought it was Lockhart who had seen through their ploy and captured Ron.

Hermione and Harry took out their wands from their wizard robes, but in the next second, their wands flew out of their hands and landed more than ten feet away.

"Who? Who's where?"

Seeing this scene, Hermione's and Harry's hearts were beating rapidly.

"We have to get out of here..."

Harry's body couldn't help trembling, and when he was about to run away, he found that his feet had left the ground and were kicking around in mid-air.

Not far away, Hermione is in the same situation.

"We're fucked…"

Hermione and Harry looked at each other, and they both saw fear in each other's eyes.

(End of this chapter)