Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

A few days passed in my busy schedule.

On this day, 'Lockhart' was blocked in the corridor by a trio of people just after class.

He adjusted the monocle on his right eye, looked at the three little wizards in front of him with interest and asked:

"Young gentlemen and young ladies, do you have any questions that you would like me to answer?"

"Nott, stop pretending, we know it's you." Hermione said seriously.

'Lockhart' tilted his head.

"...I think we can go to my office to talk about this."

After saying that, he walked directly past the trio and continued walking forward.

Hermione, Harry and Ron looked at each other and followed quickly.

But when entering the Dark Arts Professor's office, the three of them muttered a few words, and then only Hermione and Harry walked in, while Ron stayed outside.

'Lockhart' sat on a chair and looked at only two people coming in without saying anything, then asked:

"Is there anything you want to drink?"

"Do not."

Hermione replied, as if she would not let you change the subject again.

"We just want to know what you did to Lockhart, and for what purpose?"

'Lockhart' asked curiously:

"Before that, can I ask how you dare to make this conclusion?"

He adjusted the position of his monocle and added with a smile:

"After all, this statement is too appalling. A second-year wizard controls a professor or something."

"what?!"

Harry, who had always kept a straight face, finally couldn't stand it any longer. He looked at the smiling Lockhart in shock, and the image of Lockhart and Amon's image in his mind began to overlap.

"Are you really Nott?"

Harry said in disbelief:

"It's just insane."

"How could you use such evil black magic?"

Lockhart, who was listening attentively, looked at Harry and chuckled:

"Mr. 'Savior', as your professor, I will give you a small stove now."

He raised the corners of his mouth and said something:

"Black magic is indeed extremely dangerous magic, but if you can master it, it will become the sharpest sword in your hand!"

"Bullshit!"

Hermione couldn't help but retort:

"Evil magic like black magic should not be used!"

"Anyone who uses dark magic should be imprisoned in Azkaban!"

'Lockhart' smiled and looked at Hermione, who was still very young, without any refutation of her statement.

And his look made Hermione feel like she had been punched on cotton, and she could only look at Lockhart angrily to show her dissatisfaction.

"Please treat your professor with some respect, Miss Granger."

'Lockhart' said softly, leaning back in his chair.

The little witch blushed instantly and clenched her fists tightly, wanting to punch him on the monocle.

Seeing this, the corners of Lockhart's mouth curled up even more.

He then reminded:

"You haven't answered my question yet, Miss Granger."

"You have never made any attempt to hide this, have you?" the little witch said viciously.

'Lockhart' nodded naturally and said:

"Of course, before I am anyone else, I am Amon."

Although he carries the name "Lockhart", it is just a layer of skin. Otherwise, simply pretending to be another person would be too boring;

Moreover, the requirement of the ceremony is to act as a "magical professor" that fits one's own image and positioning, otherwise it will be impossible to form a corresponding self-understanding.

even so……

"Isn't that reason enough?" 'Lockhart' asked further.

"Indeed, but the memory of Lockhart in your hands leaves you completely exposed."

Hermione raised her chin slightly, a hint of pride in her tone.

Obviously, the little witch feels very accomplished in being able to break through prejudice and see through Amon's conspiracy.

"In that case, why did you come to me so late?" The curve of Amon's mouth showed a bit of evil.

"Is it because you can't accept Lockhart's true identity?"

"It seems like 'my' little fans have a high degree of admiration for 'me'."

Hermione's expression suddenly changed. She felt very ashamed that she had once admired a hypocritical liar so much.

If there is a tree hole in front of her and there is no one else around, she will definitely get in!

'Lockhart' smiled silently.

In Hermione's eyes, this was naked ridicule.

The little witch's fist suddenly became hard again.

'Lockhart' raised the corners of his mouth in pleasure. He had deliberately left that part of Lockhart's memory just to see this scene -

What kind of expression would a die-hard fan have when he sees his idol's house collapsed?

What if this fan himself is a very strong person with a strong sense of justice?

I have to say, this is fun!

"Okay, it's your turn, Nott. It's time for you to explain why you did what you did."

Seeing Hermione's shameful expression about to explode, Harry subconsciously felt bad and quickly changed the subject.

"This..." Amon soothed his inner joy.

Then he asked with interest:

"Would you believe me if I said it was just an accident?"

Hermione frowned.

"What do you mean?" There was a strong doubt in his tone.

In response, 'Lockhart' leaned his right elbow on the armrest of the chair, pressed the second joint of his right index finger against his monocle, and said with a somewhat "helpless" expression:

"Actually, it was just because I discovered Lockhart's secret during the summer vacation, and then Lockhart tried to erase my memory, but triggered the magic item on my body that protected me from counterattack. In the end, he ended up like this. .”

"As for replacing Lockhart as professor, I just think it's interesting."

Hermione and Harry looked at each other.

After learning Lockhart's true identity, they were a little unsure about the credibility of Amon's words.

But Hermione still argued unconvinced:

"Who would carry such dangerous magic items with them."

"A friendly reminder, Miss Granger."

'Lockhart' said calmly:

"I am the heir of the Nott family, and the outside world is not as safe and stable as Hogwarts."

"So strong protective measures are necessary."

Hearing this, Hermione and Harry looked at each other.

They had no way of verifying the authenticity of Amon's words, but they also understood one truth:

"But that's not the reason why you manipulate Lockhart and replace him as the Hogwarts professor!"

Hermione said righteously.

"Your self-defense was not wrong in the beginning, but your behavior of manipulating other wizards is absolutely wrong!"

"Don't worry, once this year is over, 'Lockhart' will quietly disappear into the magical world without leaving any trace."

'Lockhart' smiled and reassured, while also ruthlessly pronouncing "his" ending.

This strange scene made Hermione and Harry feel an inexplicable shiver down their spines.

"Otherwise, what will happen to this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

Hearing Lockhart's rhetorical question, Hermione frowned, not knowing how to solve this problem.

To be honest, she was curious about how Amon managed to teach seven grades.

After all, what Lockhart teaches in class is not all theoretical knowledge, but also a lot of practical experience and skills.

But Amon is only a second-year wizard, where did he get that experience?

It couldn't be from Lockhart's memory - Hermione, who had seen Lockhart's memory, understood that Lockhart was just a liar, and even his magic was only a forgetting spell.

As if seeing Hermione's doubts, 'Lockhart' smiled and said:

"The heritage of a pure-blood family is beyond your imagination."

"In order to prepare for the course, I read a lot of books during the summer vacation and wrote letters to communicate with many professionals."

He adjusted his monocle and looked at Hermione and Harry with a smile.

"So...do you have any more questions?"

……

The sound of the door opening sounded, causing Ron, who was sitting bored in the corridor, to look at him.

Seeing Hermione and Harry coming out of the office safe and sound, his eyes lit up and he quickly walked up to them.

"I said, don't let me do this kind of gatekeeping thing next time. It's so boring."

Ron complained a little at first, and then asked curiously:

"How is your situation?"

"Ron, let's talk about it when we get back." Harry nodded to Ron and replied.

Ron showed a confused expression, but still followed Harry and Hermione out of the corridor on the third floor and out of Hogwarts Castle.

When he came to the courtyard outside, he finally couldn't help but said:

"Harry, why are you so mysterious and mysterious as if you were infected by Nott?"

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at Harry and Hermione who looked back at him with a horrified expression.

"Aren't you also being manipulated by Nott?"

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he muttered:

"Professor Dumbledore...yes, I have to find Professor Dumbledore."

With that said, Ron was about to turn around and run away.

But before the leg he took out first fell, a familiar slap fell on the back of his head, making him stagger.

What followed was Hermione's furious voice:

"Ron, did Scabbers eat your head?"

Ron covered the back of his head, lowered his head and turned back to his body, muttering slightly aggrievedly:

"Who told you to come out of Lockhart's office looking like you were possessed and not say anything? I thought you fell into Lockhart's trick..."

Harry stood aside with a helpless expression, and he didn't know what to say to Ron's occasional ideas.

Maybe this is the genetic talent of the Weasleys. For example, the Weasley twins are also full of imagination and have all kinds of weird ideas.

But Harry still had to explain:

"Ron, you misunderstood."

"Hermione and I just..." He hesitated to choose his words.

"...too surprised."

He shrugged and said:

"You may not be able to imagine how surprised I was when 'Lockhart' personally admitted that he was Nott."

After all, guessing is one thing, but verifying it in person is another.

"Yeah, of course I can't imagine it, because I was guarding the door at that time."

Ron said slightly resentfully.

"Ron, that's necessary, otherwise we can't guarantee that 'Lockhart' won't be so angry that he will wipe our memories after being exposed."

Hermione interrupted at the right time and explained again seriously.

"Yes, yes, I understand."

Ron spread his hands in an exaggerated manner.

"What I mean is that next time such a thing can be left to Hermione and you can leave it to me and Harry to face Lockhart."

As he spoke, Ron patted his puffed-up chest with a proud look on his face - this was his pride and persistence as a Weasley.

When Hermione heard this, she pursed her lips. She didn't know whether she was angry at Ron's statement that seemed to look down on her; or she was moved by Ron's statement that as a friend, he had to stand up to her bravely.

Harry on the side didn't have such complicated thoughts, and just said slightly apologetically:

"Okay, Ron, I'm going to tell you the contents of our conversation with... Nott."

……

After Harry and Hermione left, a figure suddenly appeared on the sofa in Lockhart's office——

Wearing a black classical robe, a pointed soft hat of the same color, black curly hair, black eyes, a wide forehead, a thin face, and a monocle made of crystal carvings in his right eye.

——It’s Amon!

In fact, when Harry and Hermione found Lockhart, Amon came to the office one step ahead.

While Harry and Hermione were talking to 'Lockhart', he had been sitting invisible, listening quietly, and controlling 'Lockhart' at the same time.

After all, how could he not witness such an interesting scene in person?

Amon chuckled and raised his hand to adjust his monocle, stood up slowly, walked to the door, opened the door with his hand and walked out.

The office, which was bustling just a few minutes ago, suddenly became deserted like an empty puppet theater.

The only 'Lockhart' left in the office was like a puppet that was randomly thrown on the stage, with its strings cut off, his head drooped and his limbs slumped on the chair.

……