Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

After passing a door and a short corridor, Lockhart soon entered a hall.

The hall had obviously been cast under a traceless expansion spell, making it much larger than it looked from the outside.

In the center of the hall is a high platform - to be honest, it's a little too high, like a pillar.Countless projected characters from the Hogwarts Magic Cards surround this pillar, fighting to the death in mid-air, and occasionally letting out passionate roars.

Lockhart saw many characters inside that he had never seen before, and they must be the characters in the new card pack released this time.

What is particularly eye-catching among them is a girl with blond hair and blue eyes. She is wearing a blue battle dress and white armor. On the hilt of her sword raised high, a beam of light shoots straight into the sky!

Opposite her was a giant white dragon. Different from the fire dragons that wizards knew, this white dragon was as big as a hill lying there, and with its spread wings it could cover the sky and the sun!

In front of this giant dragon, the girl looked so small, but her aura was particularly powerful.

"Ex...calibur!" As the girl shouted angrily, the sword slashed down, and the white dragon turned to ashes in the endless light.

Lockhart was dazzled by what he saw. The girl's majestic posture and invincible grace were deeply imprinted in his heart...

"and many more!"

Suddenly, Lockhart realized something was wrong.

That girl just now shouted "Excalibur", right?

As a writer, Lockhart has a very in-depth study of the history of magic and myths and legends of various countries. Naturally, he will know that Excalibur is the legendary holy sword that King Arthur of Britain obtained from the Fairy of the Lake.

This sword was made by the elves in Avalon. The sword was made of gold and the hilt was inlaid with precious stones. Its sharp edge cut iron like mud, so the Lady of the Lake named it "Excalibur" (that is, Ancient Kai (meaning "broken steel" in Erte)).King Arthur, who held this sword, won twelve important battles in ten years.

Since the girl called out this name, does it mean... that she is King Arthur?

"Apostasy! The world is in decline!"

Lockhart really wanted to criticize it so loudly. You must know that King Arthur's status in Britain is just like the status of the Yellow Emperor in Chinese civilization. He is called the "Eternal King" by the British.

His gender has also been determined for a long time, and he is definitely a pure-blooded man.

In the game, she is shaped like a cute girl, which is... weirdly exciting.

You know, it is not 30 years later. It has become commonplace for historical figures to be transformed into girls. Even airplanes and tanks are eager to be painted to look like cute girls.

When he came into contact with the concept of sissification for the first time, Lockhart's talented writer's brain suddenly burst with ideas, and inspiration came to him...

After killing the white dragon, the girl put on a handsome POSS and read out loud the classic line: I followed the call, are you my master?

After that, the surrounding lights went out instantly, and the hall fell into darkness.But before anyone could scream, various figures projected in mid-air emitted a faint white light, dispelling the darkness and fear.

On the high platform, a short and fat figure suddenly appeared behind the curtain.

Ivan raised his arms high: "Dear card friends, and our special guests, I, Ivan Greengrass, am here to announce the new card of [Hogwarts Magic Cards] The first package - [Celtic Mythology] release ceremony has officially begun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience burst into deafening cheers and applause.

Those who are willing to queue up all day to attend the press conference are all enthusiastic fans of [Hogwarts Magic Cards] around the world.

When it was first released, there were only two themes: "Legendary Wizard" and "Magical Creatures".

After the deck construction is mature, you can know the next direction just by looking at the opponent's starting hand.

The competitiveness has improved, but the fun of simply playing cards has become less.

That's why they get so excited when they hear about the release of new card packs.

But there was one person who was incompatible with the fanatical atmosphere around him.

Lockhart looked gloomily as countless flashlights shone on the fat man in the center of the high platform.

The dark surroundings frustrated his desire to show his face in front of the world.

"Damn it! My time is precious."

Lockhart complained secretly in his heart, watching Ivan first introduce King Arthur, Cu Chulainn and other familiar Celtic heroes - as expected, King Arthur was the girl, which naturally aroused a lot of discussion.

But in the eyes of Lockhart, who had already guessed it, it was a bit boring.

After a series of links such as the introduction of new gameplay and audience interactive lottery, the press conference is finally coming to an end.

Accompanied by a tsunami of cheers, the curtain closed, the lights came on, and the press conference ended perfectly!

The audience left the venue in an orderly manner, while the staff maintained order at the door. Soon, there were not many people in the hall.Lockhart cheered up and prepared to talk to Ivan.

Arriving under the high platform, Lockhart was about to say hello loudly when he heard Ivan's voice coming from above.

"Stop looking there and come over and help me sort out all these things."

He was answered by a deeper voice: "You set the stage too high - haven't you seen the Broomstick press conference?"

"Damn, I'm not interested in that stuff."

The high platform was being dismantled little by little and became shorter. Lockhart thought for a while and simply stood there and waited for them to come down.

At this time, he heard Ivan's voice again.

"Did you hear about that? The idiots at the Ministry of Magic sent that lord a warning letter!"

That adult?To be called that by Ivan, he must be a very powerful man, right?Even the Ministry of Magic only dared to protest in writing.

Lockhart's ears perked up.

"When?" There was unconcealable shock in the voice of the man who spoke, as if he heard a three-year-old child provoking a fire dragon.

"It was just a few days ago." Ivan said indignantly, "It is said that it was because of the adult's illegal use of magic."

There are many people who use magic illegally, such as transforming themselves or others without permission, playing pranks on Muggles, disembodiing without a license, etc.

Generally speaking, as long as no one is harmed, the Ministry of Magic will not care about this kind of nonsense - it will not be able to control it.

Once someone is harmed, it is time for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to be dispatched. The murderer will be punished with a penalty ranging from a fine to Azkaban depending on the spell used and the severity of the offense.

Lockhart didn't think much and heard the man say: "The Ministry of Magic must have made a mistake!"

"I have witnessed that lord's magic with my own eyes - it is mysterious and powerful, cruel and cold beyond the imagination of mortals."

He sneered: "If someone from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement sees it, I'm afraid it won't just be a small warning letter."

Ivan joked: "Perhaps I will send that adult to Azkaban to stay there for the rest of his life."

"The dementors can't stand that gentleman. They can't possibly ask Dumbledore to be the jailer, right?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The two people above were laughing happily, but Lockhart felt chills all over his body.

The image of the devil sketched in his mind is ready to emerge.

Eight feet tall, with horns on his head, and scarlet eyes...

What's even more frightening is that Ivan actually colluded with such a being and became his lackey!

Lockhart has always known that he is not a good person. He relies on his exquisite forgetting spell to travel around the world and take the experiences of countless people as his own. He uses these experiences to gain honor and wealth.

He thought he had hidden it well enough, but he didn't expect that Ivan, an inconspicuous guy, was actually nothing compared to him!

From what they said, "that lord" was obviously an extremely evil dark wizard, even comparable to Dumbledore.

There have only been two such dark wizards in the past century, one is dead and the other is imprisoned.

Now a third one actually appears?

And hidden in the British wizarding world?

Lockhart suddenly felt that his decision to accept Dumbledore's invitation to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts was too hasty.

But it's not time to regret it yet. The top priority is how he can leave here quietly without attracting attention.

Lockhart backed away cautiously, not daring to make a sound.

Suddenly, his heel stepped on something and made a "click" sound.

It is particularly obvious in the empty hall.

Lockhart quickly looked down and saw that it was a half-drunk bottle of ice-cold pumpkin juice.

"What an incompetent thing!" Lockhart cursed crazily in his mind, and saw the curtain on the high platform was pulled open, and a head poked out, staring at him with a half-smile.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Lockhart? If I had known you were coming, I would have given you a VIP ticket."

"Haha, this is too troublesome for you. You know, I have never wanted to appear too different, even though most people think so."

"Of course, there is no doubt that you are a kind man." Ivan said, "Then the amiable Mr. Lockhart, why did you leave in a hurry without saying hello? Aren't we friends? Or, you never treated me As friends?"

"Ha, you are really good at joking." Lockhart tried to sound sincere. "Of course we are good friends! In the past few years, we have had several pleasant cooperation experiences-"

"It's great that you think so! Because of your new book, I heard a lot of rumors saying that we have fallen out-"

"In the name of Merlin, the new book will definitely be launched at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, and I will personally hold a signing party. There is no doubt that-" Lockhart shouted, "The friendship between us cannot be destroyed by some ridiculous rumors. of."

"Then I'm relieved. My dear friend, is there anything you need my help with?"

Lockhart kept shaking his head: "No, no, I still have a meeting with fans, so I'm leaving now."

Lockhart ran away in a hurry. It was not until the sun outside shone on him that he couldn't help but feel a sense of the aftermath of the disaster. When he touched his back, it was already soaked with sweat.

In the hall, Benson suddenly said: "He definitely heard something he shouldn't have heard."

"Obviously, it is."

Benson looked ugly: "Why should we let him go?"

Ivan said: "After all, he is somewhat famous. If he disappears suddenly, it will cause us a lot of trouble."

"If he talks nonsense outside, it will cause more trouble."

"He won't." Ivan said firmly.

"why?"

"We all know that he is actually a big idiot, but there are many people who don't think so -"

"They regarded Lockhart as a warrior who single-handedly defeated werewolves and vampires, expelled banshees, and foiled the plots of many dark wizards..."

"Such a magic master who hates evil and hates evil. When he encounters a conspiracy, shouldn't he use his rich experience to face it and solve it? What's the point of making a lot of noise and talking bad about people behind their backs?"

Benson understood immediately: "Idol baggage?"

"Yes, people are used to the witty, brave and omnipotent Lockhart. Once he does something inconsistent with this image, people will wonder if his previous adventures are also fake - This was a fatal blow to him."

Benson lamented: "Why live so tiringly... He has already earned money that many people will never make in their lifetime, and won honors that many people will never get in their lifetime."

Ivan smiled: "He doesn't feel tired, and maybe he even enjoys it. This is his advantage and his disadvantage... The adult once said that every roll of toilet paper has its purpose, and neither does Lockhart. It cannot be used by us..."

……

Brussels, Belgium.

On the tower of Brussels City Hall, a woman wearing a red and white witch costume stands on the spire.

The streets below were full of people, but they all seemed unable to see her.

Lingmeng looked at the little beast in front of him and said calmly: "Containment No. 101, this is also a stand-in, right? Ever since I entered this country, you have sent more than ten stand-ins to stop me every day. It seems that I am far away from you. The real body is not far away.”

"Don't call me Containment Object No. 101!" the little beast said resentfully, "My name is Kyubey!"

"Oh, Containment No. 101, come back with me honestly and save your life. Otherwise, once things get to the point of no return, they will definitely kill you. You know, they have this method. "

"Listen to what they are saying!" Kyubey shouted, "I would rather die than go back to that place where I never see the light of day!"

"Really? I have food and accommodation, I think it's pretty good!"

"Because you are just a poor miko with no pursuits!"

"...Do you want to die?"

"Sorry……"

Lingmeng frowned and said: "Every time you clone, it will consume a lot of your strength, right? What are you planning?"

Kyubey was silent for a moment: "We have no intention of going against humans, but this matter is of great importance... I'm sorry..."

Kyubey's whole body began to emit a faint white light, and then he suddenly galloped away into the distance.

"Damn!" Lingmeng gritted his teeth, hesitated, and finally decided to follow the figure.

"I want to see how much power you still have to waste!"