All things are three at Hogwarts

Even if it is not summer, the sun is scorching in Africa today, and the temperature is over 20 degrees. Gilderoy Lockhart, who is carrying Patricia on his back, is panting and walking forward slowly.

The well-tended golden wig on Lockhart's head and his usual handsome posture had disappeared in the desperate flight. Sweat beads covered his bald head, and his eyes were dull and numb. His body moved mechanically, and little Patricia behind her lay on Lockhart's back as if she had lost all her strength, staring blankly at the ground.

The clothes on Lockhart and Patricia had already been torn by bushes and hooks during the previous fights and escapes. The sleeves of Lockhart's jacket had been torn off by him. He used the tattered sleeves to pull Pat. Lisha was fixed on her back.

After a long hike, Lockhart was finally able to see a scene that was different from the unchanging scenery of the grassland. Peaks stood in the distance, mountain passes were everywhere, canyons were interspersed with dense forests, and the mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist. This was a mountain with a scorching equatorial sun above its head. The equatorial snow-capped mountains are extremely rare in the equatorial region.

This was the first time for Lockhart to walk such a long distance in one breath without resting in the middle. What’s more, Patricia was lying on his shoulders all the way. He was exhausted. The physical fatigue combined with the mental fatigue The trauma on his body made him exhausted, and he finally walked into the dense forest of the mountains. His trembling arms put down Patricia on his back, and Lockhart collapsed to the ground.

"Will anyone catch up?" Patricia asked, opening her chapped lips.

Lockhart took a breath, and a smile appeared on his face that was scratched with thin blood stains by the leaves: "Yes, so we have to continue walking now, don't be afraid, have you seen the snowy mountaintop in the distance? Wait. We will be safe when we climb up there, there are many wizards there who will help us, and then we can go back to England to find your mother."

Lockhart did not resist the temptation and allowed himself the luxury of resting for a few more minutes. He used his wand to use the spring water to drink a few sips of water for himself and the little girl. Then he dragged his legs and carried Patricia on his back with great difficulty to continue. On the way, he was not far from the wasteland he had just escaped from. Thinking of the Death Eaters who appeared from time to time and were searching for them, he had no confidence in escaping from the search team again.

The sweat-soaked clothes stuck to Lockhart's body. He felt that his legs were getting heavier and heavier, and the weather seemed to be getting hotter and hotter. What was even more tragic was that Lockhart heard the sounds of his and Patricia's belly. A roaring sound inside.

"When we see mother, ask her to make chowder for us to eat..." Hungry made Patricia miss her mother, her hands tightly clutching Lockhart's clothes. She wisely did not ask for food from the other party, but just looked at the bald man. The wizard sobbed quietly behind his back, and then the little girl twitched and shook a few times in Lockhart's arms. This was not because of emotions, but because of the fact that the little girl was subjected to Dolphin's heart-wrenching spell in the dark cave a few days ago. The curse left behind sequelae. She couldn't sleep well these days and was often awakened by nightmares.

"When we go back, I will fill your belly with scones..." Lockhart said longingly, "The classic sweet ones include cranberry, banana, lemon, chocolate, etc.; the salty ones mainly add ham and cheese. , a bit like Italian pie...and finally paired with a cup of jam black tea..."

Lockhart, who grew hungrier and hungrier as he talked, looked at the surrounding environment, trying to find a reliable source of food, until he heard the sound of fluttering wings above his head. He raised his head and found a few birds between the trees. Chirping and flying around.

This bird has a corolla-like feather crown on its head, which can be opened and closed like a folding fan. There are black and white orange patterns on its body and wings. The overall look is very beautiful, but Lockhart got a little closer and found that they exude a kind of Very smelly and weird smell.

Even though the smell reminded Lockhart of the smell of graves, rotten tree holes and bird droppings, hunger also made him feel itchy after seeing these birds. The bald wizard carefully pulled out his wand and pointed at the bird closest to him. : "Fainted."

But unfortunately, although he cast the magic accurately this time, it was difficult for him to aim at such a small target. The bird flew away in fright and disappeared. All other birds flew away due to this sudden fright. It rose up, emitted a cry that was almost like a trumpet, and quickly flew to other places in the sky.

Lockhart was anxious and kept shooting magic spells at them with his wand, but as the distance between the birds became wider and wider, the last one was not shot down. He looked downcast and said to Patricia with regret. : "I'm so sorry, Patricia. As I told you yesterday, I'm actually not proficient in magic..."

When Lockhart talked about his true level of magic at this time, his eyes were calm. He no longer used the pretense and glibness when he spoke. He actually told the little girl about his shortcomings on the way to escape. He had confessed to Patricia frankly that he was useless except for the Forgetting Curse. He used the Forgetting Curse to obtain other people's experiences, and then made up a story with himself as the protagonist to deceive readers in exchange for fame and wealth. He even touched it. His bald head told Patricia that his biggest dream was to sell his own line of hair lotion.

"This is a hoopoe. Mom took me to the park to see it." Little Patri placed her chin on Lockhart's shoulder. Although she had swallowed when Lockhart was casting the spell, she deliberately spoke to her at this time. The wizard said, "They are sloppy birds. They never clean up the bird droppings in their nests. I don't eat them."

"When I arrived in Wagadu, I heard that the local wizards would serve guests a kind of banana rice called "Matoki". It is said to be made from a non-sweet banana variety, peeled and mashed into a puree, and then steamed. Mixed with red bean juice, peanut butter, braised chicken nuggets, and beef curry. It is the main dish of the Ugandan state banquet." Lockhart touched Patricia's hair, "These birds are definitely not as delicious as matoki, and we won't eat them. It, let’s go.”

"Yeah! We don't eat big smelly birds." Patricia wiped the sweat from Lockhart's forehead with her own hands, "Lockhart, you are the best, you defeated another bad guy today!"

This compliment made Lockhart smile, and he raised his eyebrows proudly. He took Patricia along the way to escape, and indeed used the Forgetting Charm and the Healing Charm to defeat several Death Eaters who came to hunt them down. Disciple, he felt that he was on the run for his life. Through the training at the critical moment of life and death, his level of magic spells had indeed improved a bit.

Then hunger and sleepiness made the two people, one big and one small, walking in silence, until Lockhart suddenly strode forward with an excited tone, "Ah ha, little Patricia, there are fruits growing on the cactus! Look, How prosperous it grows!”

Not far from them, there is a large pile of cacti, with some oval to pear-shaped berries on the top.

Although Lockhart trotted closer, Patricia behind him couldn't help but stretched out her little hand to pick it off, but Lockhart quickly pulled her back, "Don't move, let me use my wand. Speaking of which, there is a one-year forbidden forest." When the wild boar overrun the area, Professor Sprout used something like this as a natural fence."

In order to avoid making mistakes with his spell, Lockhart carefully put down Patricia and took a few steps away from her. He then cast a flying spell on the small fruits, then screamed and ran away to the side along with the fruits. The cactus with thick thorns also flew towards where he was standing just now.

Lockhart, who nimbly escaped death, returned to the distance. There were several piles of cracked cacti and prickly pear-shaped fruits on the ground. He leaned over and pierced one with his own branch, and then carefully pierced it with his wand. The thick outer skin looks like small grape-like fruits inside, which look full of moisture and attractive in color.

"Looks a bit like a kiwi fruit?" Lockhart, urged by his growling stomach, picked up a small piece of pulp with his wand and put it into his mouth. A bitter taste followed the juice. The rich juice that exploded in his mouth made him feel like he was alive again in an instant.

Patricia looked at Lockhart and swallowed unconsciously, but it seemed that Lockhart had no intention of sharing it with Patricia. Seeing that, he dug out another piece of pulp and put it in his own. In his mouth, he swallowed in big mouthfuls.

The little girl was hungry, and she couldn't help but stretched out her little hand to touch the fruit on the side. Lockhart was the first to string her target onto the wand without even touching the burrs.

Gilderoy said vaguely: "Little Patricia, wait until I finish eating. You can eat on the way after we are on the road."

Patricia had tears in her eyes, but she nodded obediently when she heard this. She thought Lockhart thought she was eating slowly, so she just watched from the side as Lockhart swallowed in big gulps. I ate the whole fruit which was not that big.

Lockhart was not as fussy as before, he just wiped his mouth casually with the back of his hand. He also put the remaining fruits into his pocket, leaned over and carried little Patricia on his back, and continued on his way.

Little Patricia, who was hungry and aggrieved, lay on Lockhart's back. Seeing that Lockhart had no intention of giving it to him, she couldn't help but whimper softly. She covered her belly that was aching with hunger with her little hands, but Gilderoy He walked non-stop in the forest as if he hadn't heard anything. Hungry in her belly and affected by the Cruciatus Curse, Patricia's little body was shaking even more violently.

After walking for a long time, when little Patricia began to fall asleep on Gilderoy's back, Gilderoy shook her awake, broke open the remaining fruits and let her carry them: " Little Patricia, eat it quickly. It's all yours. It's a little bitter but it doesn't seem to be a big problem. After eating, I'll turn it into water and give it to you to rinse your mouth." Gilderoy Lockhart's grades in herbal medicine class were not good. He couldn't rely on knowledge to judge whether the pear cactus fruit he just ate was poisonous, so he could only try it using a stupid method. After finding that there was no problem, he felt free to let the little girl use it.