Hogwarts pet owl

Tom Riddle, controlling Lockhart, was going crazy.

Even if Poppy Pomfrey, this tigress's head is a little bit tired, she doesn't want to go back to her room to sleep!

Tom Riddle actually calls Madam Pomfrey "girl", which is not a big problem. Although he is always sixteen years old, he was born many years earlier than Madam Pomfrey.

The windows on the east side were wide open for ventilation. The spring breeze in the Scottish Highlands was not as warm as expected, and it was still chilly on people.

It wasn't until the hour hand of the clock on the wall reached twelve that Madam Pomfrey stood up, thumped her waist, and returned to the room calmly.

Lockhart listened in the shadows. It was not until there was no more movement in Pomfrey's bedroom that he emerged and walked towards the bed.

In her sleep, Errol probably felt uncomfortable sleeping on her back, so she switched to sleeping on her stomach.

Lockhart took out his wand and smiled.

What to do with her?

How about turning her into a book and taking her away - as a professor, it makes perfect sense to have a book in your hand.

So he waved his wand at the owl,

But the next moment, a strong blow hit his wrist, which bent at an incredible angle.

The wand came out of his hand and was hit against the wall.

"Who?"

Lockhart was startled and immediately looked around.

But seeing the house elves emerge from the void one after another - the house elves' phantom movement and invisibility skills are truly outstanding.

This is a superb skill that they have evolved through hundreds of years of continuous training and inheritance so that they can work silently without being discovered by their masters.

Lockhart took a look and saw that there were more than twenty house elves hiding here! And he didn't know anything!

"Hugh, don't even think about taking action against our boss!"

"Old, boss, you, you, we will protect you!"

In fact, the house elves have never been weak in combat power, but the idea of ​​"obeying wizards" has been engraved in their bones.

Being able to stand on the opposite side of a professor is already their limit, and to make them toughen up would probably be a embarrassment to them.

Therefore, although they are powerful in numbers, they give people the feeling that they are the weak ones.

"You dare to attack a professor? Aren't you afraid of being kicked out of Hogwarts?"

Lockhart waved his severed hand excitedly, as if the pain of the broken hand had nothing to do with him.

"Whoever hit me just now, stand up!"

Flabby, who was the foreman of the house elves after all, said loudly:

"If you want to hurt our boss, we won't let you succeed!"

A conversation that doesn't speak the same language as a horse's mouth.

But Lockhart had no intention of convincing the house elves with words.

With these two sentences, he had already reached Errol's side——

The appearance of the house elf means that he has been exposed. Maybe other professors and even Dumbledore will come here soon.

In this situation, he needs to buy time.

Because he had a backup plan from the beginning.

Sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle has a brain.

"It's hard for house elves to do something, but I can do it!"

The door to the infirmary was pushed open, and Snape and McGonagall came in hand in hand.

Lockhart's pupils shrank: "Why are you so..."

"Why so fast?"

Snape sneered,

"We have been targeting you for a long time. Even if the house elves don't come, you can't do anything!"

Madam Pomfrey's bedroom door opened. She was neatly dressed and it was obvious that she had not gone to bed just now.

But it turns out that the professors at Hogwarts have long been prepared to catch him!

Lockhart looked out the window of the infirmary.

To the east was Professor Flitwick, Lockhart's old senior in Ravenclaw, who was greeting him with a smile;

To the south is Professor Sprout. Next to the chubby witch, there is a large piece of devil's net, wriggling like the tentacles of an octopus.

He was surrounded and unable to fly.

"Where's Dumbledore? Why don't I see Dumbledore?"

Professor McGonagall took two steps forward.

"Do you really think you are someone? Gilderoy Lockhart! Our four deans are here for you, you should be satisfied!"

Madam Pomfrey standing aside twitched her lips.

"do not come!"

Lockhart used his good hand to grab Miss Owl by the neck and pulled her up.

"Put her down!"

Snape took a step forward and pointed his wand straight at Lockhart.

Lockhart had no doubt that if he did anything extraordinary, Snape's magic weapon would fall on him mercilessly.

But it doesn't matter, if Lockhart dies, he dies.

To put it another way, it would be better to die.

"Hey!"

Dumbledore appeared in the infirmary.

"Long time no see, Tom."

Dumbledore's first words made "Lockhart" break his guard.

"Well, you didn't bring the diary with you. If I'm not mistaken, it's a Horcrux."

"Horcrux?"

The four deans were all very knowledgeable. They didn't know about this extremely evil black magic, and all of them suddenly frowned.

"Headmaster Dumbledore,"

"Lockhart's" voice changed, it was that of a teenage boy,

"You are still so aggressive. But this time, can you save your beloved student? Even though she is just an owl."

At this time, Tom Riddle no longer expected to obtain powerful soul power from Errol. At this time, it was the best result for him to escape unscathed.

"Let me go! Or I'll kill this owl!"

"Let go boss!"

"Let go boss!"

The house elves were also excited at this moment,

When Dumbledore regarded "Lockhart" as the enemy of Hogwarts, the house elves lost their respect for the "professor".

The four deans all pointed their wands at "Lockhart".

The attitude of the professors was extremely resolute, and they seemed not to be affected by the threat of "Lockhart" at all.

"Lockhart" looked up to the sky and laughed,

"Okay, okay, if you want to force me like this, then don't let anyone take it easy!"

He exerted force with his palm and broke Errol's neck.

Just before "Lockhart" took action, the professors and elves had already taken action, and beams of various magics hit "Lockhart" and knocked him away.

Madam Pomfrey rushed forward immediately to provide first aid - a broken neck was not a fatal injury in the wizarding world as long as it was treated promptly.

"Boom!"

But the next moment, Errol, who had broken her neck, turned into a pillow.

"Lockhart" looked at the pillow in his hand in surprise, and closed his eyes unwillingly——