The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(Happy National Day everyone~)

Professor Lockhart was sitting alone in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, turning his chair boredly.

The corners of his desk are stacked with his own books and his own photos. The window sill vases are filled with various flowers, some of which are gifts from book fans, but without exception, they are all lilacs. color.

The sorted envelopes were full of replies he was about to send, but the books about spells were dusty on the shelves.

"Ha! Today looks like a nice day." Lockhart opened the window to let in the cool spring breeze.

The professor turned his head, looked at himself in the mirror, and made a charming smile. Today is Saturday, and it is also the date of his appointment with Cyrus.

He couldn't wait to pull down his bow tie, and he showed great concern for the current influential figures on campus - Cyrus and Hermione.

"You are a smart person, a genius..." He kept smiling and muttering to himself.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he patted the back of his head, walked to the bookshelf and shook his head while picking out books, and finally picked out a not very thick book from the library area.

"call!!"

Professor Lockhart vigorously blew off the dust on it, wiped it, and barely read a few words clearly, and looked at the gilt font exposed on the cover with some nostalgia.

How long has he not read this book?I don't remember, since he learned the Oblivion Curse, he has become more able to deceive himself, and all his talents seem to have been wasted.

He was very disappointed and discouraged when he thought of the disgusted look of the professors and staff.

He didn't understand that he already had so much fame, but he still couldn't be looked up to by anyone, except those book fans.

Professor Lockhart became more and more annoyed as he thought about it, and failed to squeeze out a smile several times. Finally, he took out his wand and skillfully hooked it towards his temple.

Obliviate (forget everything)~

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and put the magic book back into the bookshelf again, with a smile on his face, looking around, Lockhart in the photo gave him thumbs up one after another to express his praise.

"Dong dong~" There was a crisp knock on the door.

"come in..."

Cyrus walked in with a few notebooks under his arm. Seeing the decorations inside, his eyelids trembled a few times.

"Sit down~ It seems that you are easy to learn...Of course, this is a good thing. It reminds me of when I was young..." Lockhart always misinterprets other people's reactions. Seeing Cyrus sit down, he immediately started up.

"Can the Oblivion Curse be repaired?" Cyrus went straight to the point.

"Repair? Hahaha... You can really tell a joke..." Lockhart laughed exaggeratedly like a comedy movie, "Well, I won't tease you, the Oblivion Curse can only selectively repair memory"

"What do you mean? Does it mean that only part of the blank can be repaired?" Cyrus combined the current human research on memory with the explanation of the Forgetting Curse.

"No, no, you misunderstood—"

Professor Lockhart scratched his wavy hair in distress. This was the first time he explained knowledge to others, and his speech faltered very intermittently.

"You know...the spells released by wizards vary according to individual abilities, and the Oblivion Curse is one of the most disparate. Generally speaking, the Oblivion Curse can only set a prerequisite, but no one will do it."

This has something to do with the thinking of wizards. The Oblivion Curse is mostly used in the memory cancellation positions of the Ministry of Magic, and the objects used are ordinary people, so no one will study 'how to restore memory'.

The wizards hope that ordinary people don't know their existence, and the birth of the spell is to erase the memory of ordinary people.

"Casting the spell incorrectly may cause irreversible brain damage to the other party, or...make the person forgetful." Lockhart shrugged, expressing some sympathy.

Cyrus nodded silently, but it didn't mean he would give up. Any spell would have corresponding countermeasures, like black magic and white magic.

"Professor..." He gave Lockhart a complicated look.

"Ok?"

"How many people in the wizarding world are good at forgetting charms?"

"Haha! Good questions, not many, only a handful of them." Lockhart clapped his hands excitedly, "But don't worry, I'm one of them."

Maybe it was because he was worried that the little wizard didn't trust him, or maybe Lockhart wanted to get back the attention that belonged to him, he said:

"Don't worry...I've been working on learning and perfecting the Oblivion Curse most of the time. Let's put it this way, no one in the entire wizarding world can surpass me except Principal Dumbledore..."

"The Forgetting Curse cannot restore memory, but it can be broken"

"Break... the corresponding mental stimulation?" Cyrus thought of some spiritual research.

"Bingo! The answer is correct~" the professor snapped his fingers, and the peacock brush stopped signing on the envelope, "but only torture with a clear purpose can break the spell of forgetting."

This is easy to understand, the imperfect amnesia will make people occasionally recall broken memory fragments, and painful stimulation can make people complete quickly.

But... some things just don't make sense.

"Then since it's already a blank memory, how can it be automatically completed?" Cyrus had some conjectures, but he was still not sure.

It has to be said that this Professor Lockhart still has some greasy stuff in his stomach, and he doesn't just know how to tell stories.

"The spell only suppresses a specific memory, not actually deletes it, but only I can make it have permanent memory loss..."

This is the fact~

The answer was revealed. The Forgetting Curse can be broken. You just need to find a way to lift the blank paper covering the memory. Cyrus thought of a way.

Although I don't really want to use it, but... it seems that this is the only way to go.

The most suitable method is to use the Force to violently invade other people's consciousness. Everything is good, but it is more violent, but if you want to "stimulate" to break the Forgetting Curse, the knowledge of the dark side is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Professor...why don't you publish an academic paper?"

Cyrus flipped through the notes on memory spells and shook his head. None of Lockhart's theories were recorded in those books.

"What... what?" Lockhart was a little surprised, and turned his ear, thinking he had heard wrong.

"Academic papers... The Oblivion Charm has never been documented to be broken, if serious research is done..."

"Hahaha...you...you seem to make sense..." Lockhart's smile gradually froze, and he stood up suddenly and paced back and forth in front of the window sill, muttering something:

"That's right...why didn't I think of it? I'm a master of the Oblivion Curse...maybe I can get a Medal of the Order of Merlin, and I can stand on the stage forever..."

Cyrus looked at Lockhart, smiling nervously, and he frowned.

This office, which is not unfamiliar to him, made Cyrus feel a little uncomfortable at this time, maybe it was the exaggerated color scheme, or maybe it was those smiling faces that remained unchanged throughout his life.

Seeing the professor immersed in his own world, Cyrus simply said and left, leaving only Lockhart talking to himself.

The door closed slowly again.

Gilderoy Lockhart turned around and looked at a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror. The medal on his chest was so dazzling, it was the third class of the Order of Merlin.

In order to express his contribution to the novel.

Cyrus' words awakened him, and he might be able to stand taller than he is now with the Oblivion Curse alone...

The stiff smile was suddenly distorted, as if Lockhart looked like a clown. He carefully picked up the third-class medal with cherry wood, and gently placed it on the table.

In the eyes of others, this medal may be issued because of the experience in his book.

But only he himself knows how much Gallen it took to get this third-class medal, and the white ribbon is so spotless.

The third-class medal is generally used to commend "contributions to knowledge reserves or entertainment careers". If... the research on the Oblivion Curse is published by him, will it be a purple ribbon?Perhaps more likely to be green.

But alas there is no 'how'.

Lockhart panicked and put all the replies in a small box, and hurried out of the office, he still had to go to the owl shack.

.........

Lockhart doesn't clean up, he has nothing to clean up, that's the kind of person, but the ending will be changed.

Lockhart's parents should be both dead, and several older sisters have also lost contact, because he was doted on since he was a child, and it may be because of this reason.

Cold knowledge: The Merlin Sir Order was originally an organization established by Merlin in the Middle Ages. Merlin believed that wizards should coexist peacefully with Muggles.

But the honors of Sir Merlin were issued by the Ministry of Magic, most of the pure-blood and upper-class nobles, as well as Fudge; and Black's previous patriarch was also awarded because he lent a large sum of gold to the Ministry of Magic.