[HP] Night Haze

"Did you forget something, Harry?" Not long after the two Gryffindor lion cubs left Angelo's room, the blond boy heard a few knocks on the door.He quickly jumped up from the bed and opened the door, and was surprised to find that the person standing at the door was not the friend he had imagined.

"It's you!" No words can describe Angelo's mood at this time.

"My dear Angelo..." The charming man with brilliant blond hair standing outside the door slightly raised his eyebrows, and then showed a signature smile. Following Gilderoy Lockhart's smile, the room The boy inside quickly pushed against the door as if frightened.

"You don't seem to welcome my arrival so much, my dear." How can a boy's strength compare to that of an adult wizard?So the handsome Baron Lockhart, a well-known writer in the magic world, squeezed in through the crack of the door with a charming smile, and closed the door smoothly.

"Nice to meet you, Gildero." Angelo's mouth twitched uncontrollably.Lockhart sat casually on the only armchair in the room, crossing his slender legs.

"Your expression tells me you don't think so, Angelo." Lockhart spread his palms. "Who was that Harry you were talking about? Harry Potter?"

"Yes," the chair was occupied, Angelo could only sit on the edge of the bed, "Harry and Ron just left, I thought they left something on me. Didn't you see them just now?"

"No." Lockhart raised his eyebrows again, and there was a hint of calculation in his eyes, "How is your relationship with the Savior?"

"Nor good or bad," Angelo said defensively. "I don't think you came to see me to say that, Dad." Angelo accentuated the pronunciation of "Daddy", even though it's been almost two years. The time has passed, but Baron Lockhart's character has not changed at all.

"The sales of "Traveling with the Vampire" last time were pretty good, Angelo." Lockhart subconsciously took out a cigar, and when he saw the immature boy in front of him, he put it back reluctantly.Nicotine is bad for your health, and he can't let this kid inhale second-hand smoke around him.On this point, Lord Lockhart is very self-conscious about being a father.

"You haven't provided me with fresh materials for a long time, Angelo. I heard that the last Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher lost his life because of stealing the Philosopher's Stone?" Lockhart's mouth raised a contemptuous arc, But still charming, "Can you tell me about that hapless fellow? Amelia wrote and told me you added fifty points to it,--Harry Potter only added ten more than you, I think it must be a very good story."

"It's not suitable to be adapted into your travelogue, Gildero, trust me!" Recalling Quirrell's last scream, Angelo's expression became uneasy.The last thing left by the stammering professor was a purple scarf with a strange smell.

"Don't be silly boy, if the savior reads my book, he will definitely see something. I certainly won't write this book in the form of my travels. I can write an autobiography for the savior. I think I will this year. I spent a lot of time with him." Looking forward to the future, Baron Lockhart finally had the time to glance back at his child when he noticed that the rosy cheeks of the blond boy were turning pale , Lockhart decisively stopped the great idea that was snowballing.

"It's just a joke, Angelo. If the 12-year-old savior publishes his autobiography, I don't think the sales will be as good as mine." Lockhart's perfect smile hides his concerns about the child.Did the death of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor named Quirrell leave a shadow in the hearts of his children?

"I saw you in the bookstore today, Angelo. Why didn't you come and say hello to me." Lockhart accused Angelo of being ruthless in a pitiful tone.

"You hide in the crowd and get farther and farther away from me again and again, as if I am not your father, but something that frightens you." Compared with the bright smile, this weak tone is also Loha He has a special killer weapon, but this trick is only used on the closest people, other times he prefers to interpret all of himself with a dazzling appearance.

"Dad..." Angelo's lips trembled silently a few times.At this time, Lockhart lowered his head so that his expression could not be seen clearly, only his shoulders were visibly shaking.

The weird relationship between their father and son is not his problem.Angelo said slowly: "If people knew that I was your son, they might not buy your book. This is what you once said to me, Gildero. ——I read the "Daily Prophet" "The reporter was at the scene, if he took pictures of us, maybe someone would guess our relationship from our appearance."

An overly lyrical atmosphere was not suitable for the flamboyant Baron Lockhart, so when he heard that the boy's avoidance was not due to his lack of charm, he immediately raised his white neck.

"You're right, Angelo." There were no tears on Lockhart's face, not even the slightest trace of sadness.His fingers even tapped rhythmically on the armrest a few times. "If you encounter this kind of situation in the future, you should stay as far away as you did today, Angelo. You did a very good job today, keep working hard."

"..." This time Angelo's lips also trembled silently a few times, but his sea-blue eyes moved together with his lips.This pair of beautiful eyes rolled up and rolled into big white eyes.He actually felt a little sad just now because of Baron Lockhart's fake cry, which was a waste of expression.

"Why did you come to be our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Gilderoy? Is this the surprise you prepared for me?" It was undeniable when he heard that his father had become the new teacher of the school.Angelo was a little frightened, but after the fright, what remained in his heart was joy.

"It's always tiring to wander around. During the journey, I suddenly remembered that I haven't seen you for a long time, my Angelo. Then I found the job advertisement in the Daily Prophet." Lockhart raised his wand. Lifting his beautiful little leather hat that was tilted to one side, he straightened his sitting posture, as if he really had the taste of being a teacher.But the sparkling eyes spoil the overall effect.Even if he wants to be a teacher who teaches and educates people, Baron Lockhart must strive to be the most attractive existence among them.

"I want to use this job to accompany you well, Angelo. We have been in a hurry every time we meet in the past few years." Sadness is not suitable for the beautiful Baron Lockhart, so these words came from his mouth Came out still heartless. "I wrote a letter to Dumbledore, originally with the intention of giving it a try. I thought that the assessment for entering Hogwarts teaching would be very strict, but who knew that he immediately sent me the letter of appointment, which made me feel helpless. Not coming."

Angelo raised his forehead, the truth is often so unacceptable.

"Everyone knows that the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts has always been a consumable, Dad! Especially this year with Quirrell! They all say that the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher in this school was killed by a mysterious person Cursed, you shouldn't have come."

"Really? Anyway, I made a lot of money this time, Angelo." Baron Lockhart waved his hand proudly. At the same time, Angelo felt the electric current from the ring on his middle finger stimulate his skin. ——This is Viddy's dissatisfaction. He said that this curse is definitely a slander against the Dark Lord.

"All the school wizards from the first to the seventh year have to buy my full set of hardcover books, because I am a professor invited by the school. Do you know what this means?" Lockhart looked at the clock hanging on the wall Well, he found an excuse to sneak out. The book signing activity of Lihen Bookstore has not yet ended, and there is still a long queue at the door of the bookstore at this time.

"Going away, Dad?"

"Yes, there are a group of lovely ladies waiting for me." Lockhart straightened his neat and exquisite wizard dress and stood up.

"I wish you a great sale of your new book, and I look forward to the coming of the new semester soon." Angelo opened the door for Lockhart, and his arm swung away the other's sight intentionally or unintentionally.After the electric shock, Angelo suddenly remembered the ring on his middle finger, which was something Lockhart could not see.

"Aren't you going to give me a hug before you leave, Angelo?" The blond man was not indifferent to his son's abnormality, so when the boy reluctantly hugged him, Baron Lockhart used all these years to deal with wild beasts in the wild. Angelo's arms were clamped with the witch's corrective hands.

"What is this!" His eyes widened when he saw the ring on Angelo's middle finger, "Who is it!" His voice raised an octave in an instant, which undoubtedly proved Baron Lockhart's hatred for puppy love.

"Give it to me, you're only in the second grade, Angelo!" Baron Lockhart grabbed the boy who was about to flee into the corridor and threw him back into the room.He kicked the door of the room with his feet violently, pressing towards the helpless boy who was curled up beside the bed.

"Who gave this to you, Angelo!" Baron Lockhart's pretty face twisted horribly, "Which damn brat made you fall in love so quickly!"

"You misunderstood!" Angelo shook his head, he couldn't tell the truth, the electric current from the ring once again warned him that he must keep the secret.

"I won't force you, just take off the ring and I'll pretend I didn't see anything." Lockhart took a deep breath, "Get away from that girl, don't tell me it's that brown-haired Bucktooth in the bookstore!"

"It's not her. I'm not with anyone. It's a misunderstanding." Angelo's guilty expression of hiding something was not convincing at all.

"Then take it off!" Lockhart grabbed Angelo's arm and pressed him on the bed. He knew that it would not be safe to leave his son in a vulgar place like Gryffindor. His admirer back then Among them, the men and women belonging to that college are the most annoying.If Angelo really dated people from that academy, he should have asked Amelia to transfer him to Durmstrang when he received Angelo's intention to transfer to another school.

The delicate silver ring was tightly clasped on Angelo's middle finger. While resisting Baron Lockhart's rough treatment of his finger, Angelo had to appease Viddy's emotions, lest he hurt his father.

"Let go of me, it hurts!"

"Take it off for me!"

"No, stop, I can't do it!"

"Be obedient, Angelo, don't resist me!"

"Help, I really can't take it off, don't do this!"

What neither of them noticed was that the conversation about snatching the ring had taken a more bizarre direction.The door kicked by Lockhart was not closed tightly, so their voices spread out of the corridor, and were heard by the following savior.

Harry Potter had planned to leave when Lockhart entered Angelo's room. Angelo was a loyal fan of the blond man. He didn't know it. In fact, Draco found out about it during Christmas at the scene.But the faint uneasiness in his heart caused him to stay by mistake.

So when Lockhart suddenly threw the farewell boy back into the room, the loud noise inside made Harry raise his wand and rush in without hesitation.

"Let go of Angelo, you pervert!" The addition of the blue-eyed boy caused Lockhart and his son to stop their movements at the same time.

"Pervert?" The charming blond man let go of his son, and climbed up from the bed in the room with a strange expression.

"Angelo..." The ravaged look on the blond boy made Harry almost cry.He pushed Lord Lockhart aside with his wand, and shielded his friend with his own body.

"Get out of here quickly, or I'll be rude to you!" The savior's eleven-inch long wand pointed at Baron Lockhart, and the tip of the wand gathered dense magic power.

"You're welcome? What identity did you use to tell me this?" Lockhart's eyes moved between the blue-eyed boy and his son.

"Harry, put down the wand, you can't hurt him!" Relieved, Angelo held the middle end of Harry's wand. He didn't know why his friend would leave and come back, but this kind of relationship between father and friend The confrontation between the two is really bad.

"This kind of person is not worthy of your admiration, Angelo." The blue-eyed boy took Angelo's finger and pulled it away from his wand. "Get out of here!" he said to Lockhart, his eyes determined.

"Is it him, Angelo?" Baron Lockhart glanced in Angelo's direction.But then Harry's wand took a step forward, nearly hitting Lockhart in the throat.

"Get out of here quickly, don't let me say it a third time!"

"Wait!" Angelo asked to stay.But Baron Lockhart didn't stay, he let out an emotionless laugh from his throat and turned away.

"Harry Potter!" Lockhart muttered, his firm tone made Angelo deeply disturbed.

"Angelo, it's okay, everything is over." Baron Lockhart's departure made the blue-eyed boy heave a sigh of relief.He imitated the plot on TV and hugged Angelo's body, clumsily comforting people who didn't need his comfort at all.

"Harry." Angelo broke free from the blue-eyed boy's arms, dumbfounded, and looked up at the sky speechlessly.

*****

While Angelo was flying around, Headmaster Dumbledore in Hogwarts Castle was also under pressure from Professor Snape.

"Can you tell me why this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is called Gilderoy Lockhart? Dear Headmaster Dumbledore!" The Potions professor pursed his lips tightly, his face terribly gloomy.

"Is there a problem with that, Severus?" The old man with a pink bow on his white beard stuffed a whole ice mouse into his mouth, his cool teeth chattering.The Sorting Hat saw Snape's old secrets, but he didn't, so the old man started to play deaf and dumb and laugh. (Ice Mouse - Honeydukes Candy Shop item)

"The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor you hired is an idiot who didn't even pass the magic retest." Snape told the generally accepted facts in this circle, but unfortunately, the former Death Eater circle is not the same now. A glorious organization, even if it was once extremely brilliant.

"He graduated from Hogwarts successfully, Severus, and his graduation grades are very good." Dumbledore dug out a copy of the year's transcript from the drawer, "What do you mean by the magic re-examination?" ?”

"You know." Snape clenched his fists with a livid face.

"I'm old, Severus." Dumbledore swallowed another ice mouse, chewing the ice with his healthy white teeth. "After Quirrell's murder, it became more and more difficult to find a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts. It took half a month after I sent out the recruitment notice to receive a letter of intent. He is Gilderoy Lockhart .”

"You know what I have always wanted, Dumbledore. I have the ability to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but you have never given me this opportunity."

"If you become the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, I have to find another Potions professor, Severus." Dumbledore said embarrassedly, "Until now I have been unable to find one who can replace you as the Potions professor." The job of Potions professor at Hogwarts is only for you."

"Horace Slughorn." Snape spat out the name coldly. The owner of this name belonged to the last Potions professor with extraordinary knowledge.

"It's hard, first you have to find him." Dumbledore shrugged with a smile. When the Dark Lord searched for Slughorn all over the world, he used a large number of Death Eaters, but he failed to find that cunning man. The whereabouts of the old bald man.

"The school's budget is overrun again this year, Severus." Dumbledore complained, "Even if we find him, we can't afford the exorbitant fees."

"The funds given by the school's shareholders are enough for you to hire four or five Slughorns, Dumbledore. As long as you can spend less Gallon on insignificant people, such as the red-haired family."

It was unchangeable to invite Gilderoy Lockhart to the school now, and Snape would quarrel with Dumbledore every year because of the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and this year was no exception.

Sure enough, this time Snape just left behind his sleeves after leaving an unsatisfactory sentence, but unlike countless times in the past, Dumbledore felt extremely relieved when he saw the tumbling back of the black robe left by the potions master. Cool.