Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

At night, Amon, who was resting in the dormitory, suddenly opened his eyes.

He put on his clothes and hat - always wearing his monocle - cast a concealment spell and went through the secret passage in Ravenclaw Tower to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office on the third floor of Hogwarts Castle.

After entering the office, he released the "secret" status and looked at Lockhart sitting behind the desk with an interesting curve on his lips.

'Lockhart' also looked at the "uninvited guest" in front of him with interest.

The expressions of the two of them were as if they were carved from the same mold, and they even touched the monocle of their right eyes at the same time.

"It's really amazing." Amon said in wonder.

This feeling is completely different from looking in the mirror, because he can also share Lockhart's vision, but in essence it is himself.

Amon smiled, adjusted the position of his monocle, and spoke a spell:

"Imperio! (Out of body)"

The monocle suddenly emitted a strong white light, shining into Lockhart's eyes.

'Lockhart' was like a puppet with no resistance at all, allowing Amon to use the Imperius Curse on him.

After the white light disappeared, 'Lockhart' felt himself and nodded with satisfaction.

There is no need to continue to sort out Lockhart's brain after this time, Lockhart has completely transformed into his shape——

This is a low-level use of the Imperius Curse, which directly turns a person into a mindless puppet that can be manipulated by the caster, but it requires strong magical support to do so.

With the initial integration of Amon and the monocle completed, and the improvement of the characteristics of the monocle, magic power is no longer a constraint for Amon, but has become his advantage.

Therefore, he can also use some powerful magic spells at will.

Amon controlled Lockhart to get up and give up his seat, and he sat in the seat symbolizing the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

At the same time, he was grateful to the Dark Lord, because thanks to the memory of the Dark Lord, he had a good experience of being a professor.

For a second-year professor, this is really interesting.

Amon felt that he had indirectly fulfilled his obsession of becoming a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for his cheap teacher.

But unfortunately, this loophole is a bit weak and cannot directly lift Voldemort's curse on the Dark Arts Professor.

Otherwise, he would just use Polyjuice Potion to experience it for himself, and there would be no need to continue to squeeze Lockhart's remaining value.

Of course, it’s not bad now.

As if he were back in his bedroom, Amon skillfully opened the drawer, took out a notebook, and began to prepare lessons seriously - since he had decided to act like a professor, he had to look like a professor.

However, in the future, he will no longer need to come to the office in person to make lesson plans.

Today I just came to check the status of 'Lockhart' to prevent any accidents.

After that, you can completely control Lockhart remotely, just like you did in class today.

——Remembering class, Amon pinched his right eye socket.

To be honest, it was not easy.

The courses for seven grades basically fill the week;

And he also has to do two things, taking classes as a little wizard and participating in clubs.

Therefore, he can only choose to reduce the pressure on himself in the lesson plan - for example, not assigning daily homework, only increasing the amount of coursework; turning all the classes in the fifth, sixth, and seventh grades into practical classes, etc. This can Effectively reduce his workload after class.

After writing until late at night, Amon raised his head again.

He put his right wrist against his monocle, put down his quill, put away his notebook, stood up, cast a secret spell on himself, and went back to the dormitory to sleep.

That night, just as sleepless as Amon was the trio.

Wearing an invisibility cloak, they waited outside Lockhart's office for most of the night, but they didn't see the lights inside go out.

It was almost early in the morning before they had to go back to sleep, which directly caused them all to have panda eyes the next day.

……

"How can anyone stay up so late?!" Ron had panda eyes, but his expression didn't fade at all.

He sharpened the knife and fork in his hand viciously and said through gritted teeth:

"He must be thinking of something bad. We can't let him go so easily."

Hermione pursed her lips, looking like she was about to retort, but gave up and just prayed in her heart that she wouldn't fall asleep in class today.

As for Harry, his eyes were bleary and he looked a little confused.

As the object of the trio's resentment, 'Lockhart' didn't know anything about it yet. He was on his way to teach the fifth-year wizard.

As soon as he entered the classroom, 'Lockhart' instantly attracted the attention of all the little wizards.

If this situation might have been caused by Lockhart's fame before, now the young wizards all reacted after hearing about Lockhart's deeds in the second grade class.

Before, no one who could see Lockhart clearly could have guessed that he could reach this point like the Joker.

So they are all looking forward to what kind of "surprises" Lockhart will bring.

'Lockhart' adjusted his monocle, looked around the classroom and said with a smile:

"It seems that you are looking forward to this Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but before that I still have to give you coursework - the same as the second grade, twenty inches, due at the end of the semester."

Then he ignored the miserable expressions of the little wizards below and continued:

"It is also worth mentioning that you will take the OWL exam (Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination) next June. At that time, you will prove how much knowledge you have learned about Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"But as far as I know, the teaching quality of this course in the past few years has been quite worrying, so this semester may be your only chance."

"Therefore, as your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year, I will have very strict requirements on you, and I hope you are mentally prepared."

"Now……"

'Lockhart' waved his wand and pointed at the door.

"Let's go to a place I've prepared for you."

……

"I think as fifth graders, you don't need me to spread classroom discipline for you, right?"

The voice of 'Lockhart' made the little wizards who slowed down because they looked around the room subconsciously look at him.

I saw 'Lockhart' with a faint smile on his face, staring at them quietly with his eyes that turned dark for no apparent reason.

The little wizards all trembled, quickly entered the room, lined up, and lowered their heads.

Silence gradually surrounded this dilapidated and empty classroom, and no little wizard dared to raise his head.

I don't know how long it took before Lockhart's playful voice sounded again:

"Maybe you have misunderstood what I just said. It seems that I need to leave a deep enough memory for you."

He stopped playing with his wand and raised it.

"Copy "Dark Magic: A Guide to Self-Defense" and it will be due in the first class next month!"

"Also, prepare "Magical Defense Theory" for next class. That is what you need to start studying this semester."

'Lockhart' took in the changing expressions of all the little wizards and chuckled:

"Hogwarts advocates happy learning, but I want to tell you that Defense Against the Dark Arts has nothing to do with happiness!"

"If you can't put in more diligence and sweat now, let alone pass the OWL exam, you may pay a bloody price in the future."

"I'm not being alarmist. Maybe facing the danger can help you better understand the meaning of this course."

After saying that, he suddenly came to an old cabinet and opened the door.

This action attracted the attention of the little wizards, and they naturally saw the contents of the cabinet, and then——

what--!

The little wizards suddenly became confused. They all seemed to see the thing they feared the most rushing toward them, so they subconsciously yelled and began to flee in panic. The scene was instantly chaotic.

At this time, Lockhart's voice clearly reached the ears of every little wizard, and he could only be heard saying leisurely:

"A Boggart is a shape-shifter that lives in dark, cramped places, transforming into the things that those who encounter it fear most."

"It feeds on human fear without actually being aggressive."

"So, think carefully about the knowledge you have learned in your heads on how to deal with this strange dark creature."

While speaking, 'Lockhart' observed each of the little wizards with great interest, wanting to see how far they could do it.

It's a pity that although the little wizard was able to calm down a little, he was unable to accurately cast the simple spell that could expel the Boggart.

In the end, 'Lockhart' could only shake his head and wave his wand:

"Riddikulus! (Funny Funny)"

The Boggart suddenly transforms into a circus clown performing antics.

This made the little wizards burst into laughter, and the classroom was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Boggart seemed to be stimulated by these laughter, and the sound turned into scattered smoke.

Seeing this scene, the little wizards finally breathed a sigh of relief, with relaxed smiles on their faces.

Lockhart adjusted the monocle on his right eye and also raised the corner of his mouth.

"Happy?" he asked.

The little wizards all nodded subconsciously.

"Yeah..." The smile on Lockhart's lips gradually became meaningful.

"Because the look of you running away in embarrassment finally 'impressed' me and asked me to take action to drive away the Boggart, so you find it exciting?"

The smile on the little wizard's face gradually solidified, and they seemed to realize something bad was developing.

"Are there any Ravenclaws present?" 'Lockhart' suddenly turned to ask.

Some of the young wizards nodded hesitantly.

He asked curiously:

"Do you also find it exciting?"

They shook their heads and lowered their heads.

Seeing their looks, 'Lockhart' nodded as if he was satisfied.

"Although I don't see your wisdom, but only a bunch of pheasant idiots who only run away with their heads in their hands when in danger, your shame makes me very satisfied."

Now all the little wizards lowered their heads.

"Even if you are fifth-year students who are about to face OWL and can't even deal with a Boggart, I believe everything can start from this lesson, right?"

The little wizards nodded wildly.

"I also believe that after this 'adventure' you will understand the true meaning of Defense Against the Dark Arts, right?"

The little wizards continued to nod.

"Very well, then as a reward for the 'adventurous' spirit you have shown in this class, all of you will receive a five-foot bonus on your course paper."

"I don't think anyone would have a problem with that, right?"

The little wizards nodded with tears in their eyes.

"Very well, get out of class is over!"

……