The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

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Kassandra looked at the blindfolded behemoth, and then remembered Kukulkan's original size... Good guy, he is indeed a little guy.

"This isn't the only thing I found at Hogwarts..."

"No, you don't need to tell me, my little princess," the black-haired woman stretched out her hand, a faint line hovering on her fingertips, "This is your life, I won't interfere with whatever you want to do. Neither would your father."

"The so-called glory of the Woley family... I only came up with this thing when I was too busy. Just listen to the gossips of those old guys. What about the blessing of Quetzalcoatl, what about returning to Europe... What do you want me to say? , it’s not more important than the safety of my little princess. If you hadn’t asked to go to Hogwarts, I would have taken you to play in China.”

Kassandra pursed her lips and finally said softly: "I have this ambition."

"Really?" The black-haired woman retracted her right hand and looked at Cassandra with a smile, "My little daughter, how could your mother not be able to see clearly whether it is ambition or confusion? Since you got Kukulkan, you have I just don’t know what to do in the future.”

"I don't think I will be lost," Cassandra's tone turned cold without realizing it, "I have a goal."

"The strength of my soul is even beyond the reach of your father," the black-haired woman still smiled, "Let me see, um, sealing magic, time magic, weather magic, black magic, um... can you tell me what school it is? Do you need to use so much mysterious magic? Azkaban or Nurmengard?"

"I……"

"Sealing magic to deal with this guy should be a big help to the family, that is, for the family - with Kukulkan protecting you, you should have no worries; using weather magic and black wizards, you should have encountered If you encounter a crisis in school or when Kukulkan is around, you should try it yourself; as for time magic, for what purpose... Anyway, it’s just different from the previous ones."

She mumbled and skipped the last one.

"So, you want to strengthen your family, you want to become stronger yourself, and you have various goals. Are you confused, or what?"

"..."

Cassandra said nothing and clenched her fists.

"Okay, my little princess," the black-haired woman gently hugged her tense daughter, "Don't think so much. It's a matter of revitalizing the family and being strong. Your father and I have never put this into perspective. Take honor seriously. As long as you are happy."

"...I think I should go."

Cassandra said something hastily, struggled out of the black-haired woman's arms, and left with erratic steps.

"Are you learning time magic...to correct our mistakes?"

The black-haired woman hesitated for a long time before asking this question.

Kassandra's steps obviously stopped for a moment.

"Then give us that thing to study, Cassandra," said the woman. "It is our fault, and it is our fault. The cost of fooling time must be great, child. We have lost our little wits before. Now, Cassandra, we don’t want to lose our little beauty again.”

The name "Cassandra" usually means positive beauty, which is why her mother called her the little beauty goddess.

Then Cassandra finally spoke, her voice trembling.

"Don't even think about it."

……

"Um...Hello Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart."

"Hello, Mr. Silva."

Ricardo and Lockhart, wearing sunglasses and a mask, were sitting face to face by the window of the ice cream shop. Even though they were separated by such a long distance, one could feel the awkwardness between them.

As if she had discovered a new world, Babuling looked left and right, and finally asked curiously: "Do you have any stories that you have to tell?"

"how is this possible!"

"Nothing!"

The two provoked each other like cats with their tails blown off, and quickly retorted.

"Okay, you guys have such a tacit understanding, it seems like I'm redundant," Babuling sighed falsely, "I'm going to go out for a walk first, and I'll meet you at the Leaky Cauldron later."

After Barbling left, Ricardo and Lockhart looked at each other and laughed in unison.

"Thank you." Lockhart said, relieved.

Ricardo knew what he meant.The simultaneous silence just now was to hint Barbling to leave and prevent Lockhart from being embarrassed.

"Actually..." Lockhart said carefully, his eyes a little dim.

"I picked on the senior class of a school in my sixth grade, so there's no need to feel bad about myself." Ricardo looked at Lockhart's fearful look with amusement.

Are you still competing with me?

There are many people who are weaker than me.

"Like this……"

Lockhart nodded thoughtfully, and when he raised his head again, the light in his eyes returned.

"Then let me introduce myself again!"

"I," he pointed to his photo and winked, "Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, honorary member of the League Against Dark Arts, five-time winner of the Wizarding Weekly Most Charming Smile Award ——But I don’t talk about that, I don’t drive away all the female ghosts by smiling!”

"..."

Ricardo turned his head and looked at the sky. Sure enough, it was sunny. No wonder this guy felt he could do it again.

"I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me," Ricardo said playfully, "That Wan Lun female ghost... I didn't catch her that day, right?"

"..."

Lockhart's eyes flickered from side to side, and finally he made up his mind: "But you gave it to me! We made a deal!"

"You used unequal information to intercept my trophies. How dare you show off in front of me?"

Ricardo threw his wand, causing invisible pressure on Lockhart.

In fact, it stands to reason that Lockhart had already paid the money and they had written it off long ago, but Ricardo wanted to test Lockhart's background, so he made a false threat.

As for the enemies you defeated in the past few years...would you go find out the details of the enemies you defeated casually?But now that the other party has walked in front of him, he naturally needs to know something.

"I..." Lockhart showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "How about I transfer [-]% of the profits from this book to you as hush money?"

What? ? ? ? ?

"Isn't this book valuable?"

"How is that possible!" Lockhart suddenly forgot about the power gap and jumped up, "My books are best-sellers! You don't know how much entertainment wizards have!"

"They have been playing Quidditch for hundreds of years, which is full of inequality! My books are much more interesting than that! So it's not surprising that I'm famous!"

Ricardo was convinced of this.Quidditch, an activity where one seeker decides everything, has been popular for hundreds of years. This is also a very magical thing in his eyes.

"What does this have to do with the bestseller of your book?"

"It's fascinating!" Lockhart said proudly, "I read those memories again and again before I could write them like that. It has the naturalness of No. 1 and the objectivity of third person. I am the greatest writing genius. !”

"I think I discovered something..."

"what?"

"Repeated viewing of memories...rather than repeated recalling...Are all your books stolen?"

"..."