Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

(I have been too busy recently, so the quality is not very good. I will fix it later)

"Anonymous package?" Claire raised an eyebrow. "Although I don't know who it is, I advise you to be careful. These stones may have been tampered with. Recently, students have been attacked. Danger is everywhere."

"So I'm going back to check these stones." Gray put the stones away. "Then, I'll take my leave now, Weisman."

"Okay - okay -" Claire looked a little unhappy, "Since you insist on calling me that, Mr. Morris. I also have something to give you, and I have to go to your office. I'm curious how you identify it. Crystal..."

"Give me something? Why do you have to deliver it to the office in person? Well...if you want to come and take a look, you can. I reluctantly agree to satisfy your curiosity. After all-"

"Ha! Look who I met? Hello!" Suddenly a voice interrupted him.

Lockhart walked over, his golden robes dazzling in the snow, and Gray pulled a long face.

"Good afternoon!" Lockhart grinned. "I didn't expect to meet you here. Hello, Miss Weisman, editor of "Herbology Today"! Ah - I forgot to introduce myself, but I think you should. I heard something, I am Gilderoy Lockhart!"

Gray suspected that Lockhart was now desperate for Colin Creevey to be around with a camera.

Claire looked up and down, forced a smile and nodded: "Hello, Mr. Lockhart."

"It's an honor to meet you! Gray, good afternoon! By the way - what are you doing here?" Lockhart just noticed the neglected Gray next to him.

"We just happened to bump into each other and along the way -" Gray didn't finish his sentence.

"By the way? Is that so?" Lockhart smiled and nodded. He put one hand on his waist and played with his curly hair with the other. "Does Miss Weisman have time now? I think we have a lot in common. It's about writing - and I heard that you also traveled around for a while, and so did I! So I know a little bit about herbalism, I have seen some strange and rare varieties, and I helped Spraw last time Specially repaired the Whomping Willow——"

"I make journals, not write autobiographies. I think there is a difference between the two aspects. And I think herbalism is more than just seeing it. What do you think? Mr. Lockhart." Claire put on a show An extremely unnatural smile.

Gray agreed very much with this statement.

Lockhart seemed to be choked, but then his trademark smile immediately appeared on his face: "Ah - maybe you are right! But this is also the reason why we can discuss more, looking at problems from different angles is often I will get unexpected rewards - such as the strange things I have seen or the plants I have never seen before - "

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lockhart, I'm really looking forward to sharing my so-called herbalism experience with you, but I have something to discuss with Gray right now." Claire interrupted him directly.

"Okay - then, we'll talk when we get a chance!" Lockhart still gritted his teeth, "Maybe I should go to the Great Hall for lunch now! I miss those marmalade puddings already -"

After speaking, Lockhart smiled at them and strode back to the castle.

"He just wanted me to publish his various deeds in "Herbology Today", such as accidentally discovering herbs, or using magical herbs to save long-ill patients in the village. The whole village is grateful to him. I already know what kind of person he is." Claire continued walking, "As far as I know, many of the things he wrote did not happen to him. He is suspected of plagiarizing and misappropriating other people's experiences. How could my journal allow this? Those hypocritical things?”

The two came to the corridor on the fourth floor. Emery Switch in the portrait raised his eyelids and glanced at them, then pretended to be asleep again.

"Is this your office?" Claire followed Gray and walked in, looking around, "Not bad. Although it's not big, it's well-organized and it's a decent office."

"I'll just assume you're complimenting me." Gray put the package on the table and spread it out, with the dark brown onyx rollers inside spread out.

He put the onyx stones on an iron plate as usual, and then took out a glass jar.

"Powder from the needles of thistle?" Claire said from the sidelines.

"Yes. You should know that it has the ability to break most evil curses, and everything that comes into contact with it will emit white smoke if there is a curse -" Gray sprinkled a handful of stones on those stones, but did not There was no response, "The curse stops immediately!"

Still nothing.

"It seems that it doesn't have a curse." Claire turned sideways and admired the crystal stones on the shelf, "Maybe it was given by your fans?"

"Fan? I'm not Lockhart!"

"I heard that some students admire you very much." Claire raised her eyebrows.

"Stop joking, okay... I'll look for anything else in stock to identify the spell..."

"It would be nice if there was a Senecio," Claire said. "It can feel the presence of some black magic, but I don't think anyone would add black magic to the stone, right?"

Gray climbed up the ladder and looked to the top shelf to see what other ingredients he had. He couldn't remember if he had Senecio.

Did he think wrong?Is this from Lucius?Are there no jinxes on these onyx stones?

"What are you going to give me?" Gray climbed to the top floor, and his head was almost touching the ceiling.

"Spanish moss." Claire took out a bag. She placed it flat in the palm of her hand and opened it gently. Inside was a ball of fluffy grass-like stuff.

"Spanish moss? Although, uh... thank you for giving it to me, but... do you want me to plant it in the office... it will make the place look like a tropical rain forest, with many vines hanging down around it. thing……"

"This is what I modified. It only grows to a limited extent in nooks and crannies. There have been recent attacks on schools and Spanish moss in the home would be protective."

"Really...is it limited in growth?" Gray looked at Claire doubtfully, "You know, many people don't want to plant it in their houses because it will grow wildly and block all sunlight, but...in that case, why don't you just give it to the school? Want some?"

"Forget it. I don't know whether the attacker is inside or outside the school, and the number of improved ones is limited and very precious-" Claire deliberately raised her voice with the last few words.

"Tell me what you want to do if you give me such a 'precious' thing... Anyway, you won't give it to me for no reason... Let me guess, you want to get some information about Hogwart from me in the future. News about Ci?”

"Very smart." Claire said with a smile, "I like communicating with smart people, it can save a lot of time."

"That's too cheap for you." Gray found a bottle of Senecio juice that he had almost forgotten about from the top shelf.

"I will recommend some good stones and herbs to you in the future, and I will help you find out about Gringotts... Although I don't know what you want to do, and you will not be charged for any information you ask me for in the future, how about it? ?Of course, I will also keep asking you about Elixir Yeast and "The Secret"."

Gray thought about it, and it seemed that there was nothing to lose to him. He understood everything about Hogwarts and what could and could not be said.

"Okay, I agree."

"Well, happy cooperation." Claire smiled, "Do you need me to help you plant it? It seems that it is not convenient for you now."

"It's up to you." Gray was still a little worried about the crazy growth of moss. He had seen those growing on oak trees in clumps, hanging down from the branches as long as an old man's beard. "It can be a little less... Don’t plant them all!”

Claire waved her wand, and the moss spread across the cracks and corners of the office.

"Done." Claire put the remaining half on his table, "Then, the purpose of my trip has been achieved. See you next time, Maurice——"

Before she could finish speaking, there was the sound of bricks cracking from the corner.

Gray watched in amazement as the Spanish moss in the corner grew at breakneck speed and swarmed toward his table.

"Are you crazy? Doesn't it mean limited growth?!" Gray immediately jumped down from the ladder.

Claire tried to stop the moss with a spell.

The things on his desk were overturned by moss, then covered the entire tabletop, then stopped growing, but then began to shrink again, tightly wrapping the pieces of onyx.