Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 109 Lockhart's Evidence
In mid-air, Hermione and Harry were struggling desperately, but to no avail.

They tried to yell loudly, but the tape conjured out of thin air sealed their mouths tightly.

With a "bang", their two bodies collided, and they were quickly thrown into an empty classroom not far away, with the doors and windows shut tightly.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Hermione said anxiously.

Harry shook his head, "Mmmmmmmmmm."

Hermione followed closely: "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm)."

(The [-]-word dialogue of "Muuuu" is omitted below)
Although they didn't figure out what the other person's "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" doesn't prevent them from talking back and forth now.

Soon, a stack of yellowed parchment rushed out of Hermione's backpack.

Under the astonished gazes of the two, Hardy lifted the Disillusionment Curse and came out, shaking the things in his hands, "Is this what you stole from Professor Lockhart's office?"

The tape was torn from her mouth, and Hermione screamed, "Professor Ollivander, you..."

Waving his wand, the two of them fell from mid-air. Hardy said seriously, "Just now is a small punishment for you trespassing on the professor's office."

"If you can't explain clearly, there is still a month of confinement waiting for you."

Harry's face turned bitter, "Hermione, I have already said that this operation is not a good idea."

"That's not it!" Hermione said stubbornly, "We found evidence against Lockhart!"

She quickly told Professor Ollivander in front of her of her and others' guesses and discoveries, and at the same time was secretly surprised by the other party's method just now.

It was simply too powerful. I didn't even know the other party's shadow, so I was deprived of the ability to act and the possibility of calling for help.

Is this the strength of Professor Ollivander?
"Miss Granger, do you know that this is a very serious accusation for Professor Lockhart?" Hardy's expression was serious.

Hermione took a deep breath and said, "But it's true, Professor!"

"We found eight interview scripts in Lockhart's suitcase, each corresponding to his published novels, and even—"

Her voice became serious, "We also found his experiences and reflections on the use of the Oblivion Curse, which were written on 78 parchments."

"Lockhart is a master of the Oblivion Curse!" Harry added. "Who would have thought that..."

Hardy looked at the things in his hand solemnly. According to Hermione, she copied the interview script and then stole the original.

She was very good at imitating other people's handwriting, though Hardy didn't know why she had mastered this skill.

"Stealing other people's stories, illegally using the Amnesia Curse to erase the memories of many people," Hadi raised his head, "If this is true, I am afraid that Professor Lockhart will spend the rest of his life in Azkaban."

He put away the information in his hand, "I will report this matter to Professor McGonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore, and you are strictly prohibited from mentioning this matter until a firm conclusion is drawn."

"Okay, Professor." Hermione and Harry exchanged glances and said in unison.

"Also," Hardy thoughtfully, "during this time, stay away from Professor Lockhart as much as possible, and seek help from other professors in time if there is any situation."

The two little ones nodded quickly.

After Hardy left, Hermione and Harry walked out of the empty classroom, and then ran into Ron who came back to look for them.

"Ron! Where did you just go?" Hermione was a little angry at Ron's "leaving without authorization".

"Hey! You wronged me, don't mention how thrilling it was just now." Ron waved his arms, "I saved your life."

"And Professor Ollivander," he added quickly.

Knowing what happened outside, Hermione and Harry felt chills down their backs.

If it wasn't Professor Ollivander who caught them just now, but Lockhart, I'm afraid they would have been dealt with by the other party's Forgetting Curse long ago.

"I believe Lockhart will get the punishment he deserves."

After discussing a few words in a low voice, the three little ones left immediately.

night.

Lockhart walked back from the library wearily, "Hold on, these last damn days."

He cussed, and it was a real headache for him to teach while preparing his next novel.

Back in the office, Lockhart had just put down a lot of reference materials when his face suddenly turned pale.

He quickly rushed under the bed curtain, half-kneeled on the ground, and dragged out his suitcase, "Something is wrong, the positions of the curtain and the suitcase have changed."

"Someone has been here?!"

In an instant, Lockhart was trembling all over, breaking out in cold sweat.

The idea that someone wanted to harm him quickly rose and magnified in his heart.

With little hesitation, he took another empty suitcase from the closet and began hastily packing the rest.

After half an hour.

In Hogwarts after the curfew was imposed, the corridors were empty, only burning torches, and there were slight crackling sounds from time to time.

Holding the suitcase in both hands, Lockhart sneaked out of the room. He looked around, walked as lightly as possible, and walked quickly towards the hall.

When he was about to walk out of Hogwarts Castle, Professor Ollivander suddenly appeared, making his face extremely ugly.

"Professor Lockhart!" Hardy was stuck in the middle of the hall, he looked at the things in the other's hand with some surprise, "It's so late, where are you going?"

Putting the suitcase on the ground, Lockhart wiped the cold sweat from his palms with a handkerchief, "Ah, ha, I have something very urgent right now."

"Do you need me to notify Professor McGonagall? I see Professor Lockhart's appearance, as if he will never come back." Hardy put his hands behind his back.

Lockhart wiped his forehead with a handkerchief, "Oh, of course, I have to tell her..."

A bright smile appeared on his face again, but it looked extremely stiff.

"Professor McGonagall, it's great that you're here! I have something urgent to explain to you." Lockhart suddenly waved behind Hardy.

Just when Hardy turned his head, Lockhart's face showed a stern look. He suddenly pulled out the wand in the wizard's robe and swung it quickly, "Forget everything!"

In the corridor, dark green light suddenly bloomed and went straight to Hardy.

But in the next second, with a piercing bang, a bullet pierced the "Forgetting Curse" attack and hit one of Lockhart's suitcases.

With a bang, the suitcase exploded, gravel splashed, and a deep pit the size of a fist immediately appeared at his feet.

Hardy held the "English Flash" in his right hand, and slowly turned his head to look at the other party, "Lockhart, who would have thought that you would be a master of the Oblivion Curse."

With pale lips, Lockhart looked at the revolver in Hardy's hand in horror, "Then... what is that?"

"A piece of alchemy product, can't you see it?" Hardy smiled lightly, but his fingers tightly hooked the trigger.

"Let me go!" Lockhart's voice trembled. "Can we talk, Gallon? How much do you want?"

After quoting sky-high prices several times in a row, seeing that Hardy was unmoved, Lockhart's expression was stern, "Ollivander! So, you are the one who wants to plot against me in Hogwarts?"

"What did you do, Lockhart?" Hardy didn't answer the other's question.

"You won't know, soon you will even forget what happened today!"

As soon as the words fell, Lockhart suddenly raised his wand, and a light beam as thick as an arm shot out from the tip of the wand, "Forget everything!"

Just as Hardy pulled the trigger, the beam of light that was as thick as his arm immediately split into two, pinching towards Hardy's left and right sides.

"Casting spells at the same time?" Hardy's face showed a look of astonishment.

He didn't expect that Lockhart was so proficient in using the Oblivion Curse.

(End of this chapter)