Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

Recently, 'Lockhart' has become popular in Hogwarts. This is a situation that many people can guess before the school starts.

But what these people who were waiting to see the joke didn't expect was that Lockhart was not famous for his own fame or for making a fool of himself;

Instead, he relied on his hard-core teaching methods to surpass Snape in one fell swoop and became the most terrifying professor at Hogwarts——

In the classroom, 'Lockhart' did teach the young wizards a lot of Defense Against the Dark Arts knowledge, and the teaching quality was recognized as the highest in history;

But the atmosphere in his classroom was too high-pressure, making many young wizards miserable.

And the higher the grade, the greater the mental and physical pressure they endure. The seventh-grade wizard has a say in this regard.

At the same time, there is another aspect of Lockhart that scares all little wizards - homework.

In less than a month, the Defense Against the Dark Arts course paper of a young wizard has reached an astonishing forty inches, which has doubled in size!

I heard that Professor McGonagall and several other deans specifically sought out 'Lockhart' for this reason, but in the end nothing came of it.

All in all, Hogwarts has been completely shrouded in the shadow of 'Lockhart'.

Now, even the little witch who once admired Lockhart would shudder subconsciously when she saw him;

Some timid little wizards will even use Lockhart's portrait as an amulet, thinking that it has the power to defend against dark magic.

……

Hermione passed by a group of young wizards who were telling mysterious horror stories and came to sit down next to Harry and Ron.

"Are all the rumors so exaggerated now?" she said in surprise.

"Yeah, you also think it's exaggerated that they think Lockhart is scarier than Snape?" Ron continued.

"No." Hermione glanced at Ron, "I mean, would anyone really be punished to the extent of having to write a forty-inch paper?"

"Oh, Hermione." Ron put on a mask of pain, "Please don't bring up this topic."

His thesis has also passed the [-] mark.

Hermione shook her head helplessly when she saw Ron's appearance. She didn't know why 'Lockhart' particularly liked asking questions about Ron. Therefore, even with her and Harry's help, Ron could not restore the thickness of Ron's papers.

At this moment, she suddenly noticed that Harry's eyes were dull and seemed to be distracted.

"Harry?"

Harry looked at Hermione with a confused look on his face.

Hermione said worriedly:

"Harry, are you okay?"

Harry regained his energy instantly and said excitedly:

"Tell me, when can we have dueling lessons?"

"Uh."

Harry's sudden excitement shocked both Hermione and Ron.

Ron directly reached out to touch Harry's forehead, but Harry blocked him.

Facing Harry's "What are you doing" expression on his face, Ron hesitated and said:

"Harry, if you feel uncomfortable, I can accompany you to Madam Pomfrey's."

Harry immediately understood what Ron meant, knocked his hand away, blushed angrily and whispered:

"I'm not sick!"

"How could you have such terrible thoughts when you're not sick?" Ron looked surprised.

"Didn't you see that the seventh-year seniors were almost gone after they finished Lockhart's dueling class?"

Hermione next to her also nodded. She also didn't understand Harry's idea of ​​​​taking dueling lessons. Wouldn't it be better to have a quiet class?

Harry hesitated and couldn't say anything, but he was indeed very interested in dueling, even as interested as Quidditch.

"But will Professor Lockhart resign this year?" Hermione suddenly thought thoughtfully.

Harry and Ron looked at each other in shock when they heard this, and then they remembered the special position of Professor Against Dark Arts.

Legend has it that decades ago, the Dark Lord, who failed to apply for this position, became so angry that he placed a curse on the position so that no one could stay in this position for a full year.

Although no one can confirm whether this curse really exists, it is true that no Dark Magic Defense professor has been able to work for a full year since then, and he often has to resign from the professorship due to various accidents in the middle.

"But..." Harry said hesitantly, "Isn't Voldemort dead?"

Moreover, he personally "crushed the bones and spread the ashes" to the point where not even the scum was left!

Hermione frowned slightly. Whether it was based on her admiration for Lockhart or the professionalism he now displayed, she thought Lockhart was the most suitable one. The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor did not want Lockhart to leave Hogwarts or even be harmed because of the possible curse.

"Whatever." Ron waved his hand nonchalantly, "I said you two won't forget about 'Lockhart', right?"

He spread his hands, shrugged and said:

"Wouldn't it be nice if 'Lockhart' left?"

Harry and Hermione were speechless——

Although they were overloaded with studies this semester due to the Dark Arts Defense course, they still did not give up investigating 'Lockhart'.

Based on observing the details of Lockhart's daily life, they did find a big problem.

What can allow a person to eliminate all traces of the past in just a few days and completely become another person who has nothing to do with himself?

If Hermione had been asked this question before she entered Hogwarts, she would have said firmly - no.

But after entering the magical world, the little witch deeply understood that there are many incredible things that can be achieved by magic.

As for the magic that could do the above-mentioned things, after searching a lot of information, she could only find one, and it was one of the three worst magics - the Imperius Curse of the three unforgivable curses!

They suspected that Lockhart was under the Imperius Curse, but they didn't understand what the man controlling Lockhart was trying to do.

Because in the past month, the only thing Lockhart has done is teach, and there is nothing suspicious about it.

The trio fell into silence, not knowing what they were thinking.

But the culprit who caused them so much trouble now arrived on the eighth floor of the castle.

……

'Lockhart' walked back and forth in front of the tapestry three times, thinking silently, "Amon Nott's Potion Making Room" in his mind, then opened the door that appeared out of thin air on the wall opposite the tapestry and walked in.

In the potion room, Amon has been waiting for a long time.

When 'Lockhart' came in, he was looking intently at a piece of parchment, with two words written on the top of the parchment - [Wizard Sequence].

On the table in front of Amon were two stacks of books and an open notebook. One word was repeatedly circled on the cover and in the notebook - Obscurus.

Amon put down the parchment in his hand, stood up and looked at Lockhart.

The two of them adjusted the position of their right monocles at the same time and raised the corners of their mouths.

Amon smiled and sighed:

"I thought that creating magic spells would be my future path, but I didn't expect that it was just the starting point."

"Destiny is really full of unknown surprises."

'Lockhart' chuckled and replied:

"But that also makes the future more challenging and more interesting, doesn't it?"

"Yes." Amon nodded in agreement.

"Then let's start!" he said excitedly.

After speaking, he closed his eyes.

Afterwards, he didn't make any unnecessary movements, and invisible magic slowly emitted from his body, which in turn formed an invisible wind.

Amon gradually felt as if his consciousness was integrated with the surrounding magical wind, and accompanied by this wind, it spread to every corner of the potion room.

And this is just the beginning——

As his consciousness actively integrated with the magic power, he felt as if he had entered some unknown and profound mysterious realm.

Until he seemed to have broken through a certain limit, and then his consciousness suddenly extended infinitely to a dimension beyond reality.

In this dimension, his perception was suddenly filled with infinite colors.

Everything is color, color that cannot be described in words.

These color blocks are gathering, intertwining, and compressing all the time, and finally merge into a rich ocean of color.

But Amon did not have the slightest curiosity or nostalgia for this wonderful world, and immediately drove his consciousness deeper.

In an instant, he came to another dark, deep and vast world, surrounded by abstract concepts and symbols that resembled the starry sky.

Amon's stay was shorter this time, as if he just flashed past a black curtain.

Then, his consciousness was scattered like a dandelion blown away, or like a meteor shower across the starry sky.

The next moment, Amon felt that he had become a part of the living things, a part of the planet, a part of the starry sky, and an inseparable part of everything in the universe...

Everything is divine!

Therefore, Amon is also in the past, present, and future, in the endless fog of history, and in the long river of destiny flowing with countless tributaries.

It is one, and it is also ten thousand.

Under this divine experience, his spirit and consciousness seemed to be assimilated by the absolute rationality of magic and truly integrated into all things.

At this moment, a glimmer of light flashed in Lockhart's eyes that had become empty.

The scenes in those dim lights were scenes of him giving lessons to the little wizards, which allowed him to regain a little bit of self-understanding, and he quickly passed on this knowledge to Amon, serving as Amon's "anchor".

Amon also quickly took advantage of the short-term stability of the "anchor" to recall his memories of creating new spells and making monocles, and gradually regained more self-understanding.

With these self-understandings as the core, he gathered his consciousness and spirit, controlled the burst of magic power to return, and gradually restored the distorted and blurred body that had begun to become magical.

I don't know how long it took, but when the last breath of wind in the potion room dissipated, Amon stood in the ruins of the room and slowly opened his eyes.

He raised his hand to straighten the monocle made of crystal on his right eye, and exhaled slowly.

……