[HP] The Elegance of the Night

"I remember everything about the Room of Requirement, Harry." Lockhart lowered his head, his hot breath sprayed on his face, Harry's green eyes widened in fear, and he found himself unable to move .

"It's a good look, Harry, are you afraid?" Lockhart's tone was as frivolous and flamboyant as usual, with the hand that was clamped around his neck withdrawn immediately.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, this is just a small revenge..."

In the hospital wing, the blond man chuckled maliciously at the astonished expression of the green-eyed little wizard. After enjoying Harry's fear, Gilderoy Lockhart cast a silent spell on him with his wand.

Harry felt like he could talk again, but he still couldn't use his body.He snorted coldly, but didn't say a word.

He believed this evil looking Professor Lockhart really remembered, but he was wearing an invisibility cloak and Lockhart shouldn't have seen him even if he remembered, so Harry preferred the blond man just guessing , trying to get words out of his mouth.

"Harry—Harry—Harry," Gilderoy Lockhart waved his fingers at him, and smiled knowingly, "Why don't you talk, are you thinking, I'm testing you? No no no - don't try to doubt the amazing Lockhart, I know everything -"

Harry's eyes went blank, and he sealed his brain so that no one could detect his thoughts.

"Occlumency! How impatient, you're better than I thought," Lockhart said happily, "I didn't use Legilimency on you, Harry—that's good, our conversation will be much easier— — just keep it that way so the guy in your head doesn't know."

Gilderoy Lockhart's words made Harry almost fail. For the first time, he felt so scared. Lockhart seemed to know everything about him, but he knew nothing about him.

"Who the hell are you, are you really Professor Lockhart?"

"Of course I am your Professor Lockhart, no one can replace you." Gilderoy Lockhart blinked his forget-me-not blue eyes, showing six bright teeth, "You don't have to doubt this, Harry."

"You almost killed me, Professor Lockhart!" Harry emphasized this point word by word. He didn't believe that Dumbledore would find such a dangerous teacher after what happened to Quirrell. Maybe this man Just drinking Polyjuice Potion, just like the Gryffindor foursome's ongoing plan-just get each other's hair, and you can become that person.

"You disfigured me, Harry. The damage caused by black magic is very difficult to remove. Fortunately, it was me. If it were someone else, it would leave an ugly scar on my face for the rest of my life." Gilderoy Lockhart's fingers once again It crossed Harry's face, stroked the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, and smiled maliciously, "Just like you, Harry..."

If he hadn't been lucky enough to follow the great master, he would have spent the rest of his life with that disfigured face.

"It's just a little revenge, Harry, and if I disfigure you, you'll be swallowed up by my ardent admirers."

Harry shuddered, not expecting Gilderoy Lockhart to take his looks so seriously that a small revenge had removed the bones from his entire arm.

And then Harry heard a loud pop, like the house-elf apparating noise that Dobby made when he left him during the summer holidays.

Gilderoy Lockhart left his bed, Harry turned to see if it was Dobby, the elf had warned him to be careful, but he couldn't move.

"Sir, this is what you asked for - what a pleasure to serve my master's friend" the elf said excitedly, Harry couldn't catch its name, probably Gilderoy Lockhart warned it , it was very careful not to say its name like other elves.

It wasn't Dobby's voice, and Harry felt a little glad that, though he didn't trust Dobby, he hoped the elf was being sincere to him.What he didn't know was that, because of his disbelief, poor Dobby was suffering in Malfoy Manor at this time, and Draco sent a letter back on the Hogwarts Express as soon as he learned of Dobby's betrayal. Home.Lucius warned Dobby that if he stepped outside Malfoy Manor, he would cut off his head.

If Igil was here at this time, he would have found that Lockhart was summoning Dole—the elf that only belonged to the Black family.

With a bang, the elf left, and now there were only the two of them left.

"Harry, look what I got - now you can't deny it, it was found in your room." Lockhart's tone was full of joy, and he walked back to Harry's bed , so that Harry could see what he was holding in his hand - a rusted and darkened diadem that belonged to Ravenclaw.

"I'm not using it to prove your crimes, Harry, its original owner left it in the Room of Requirement, and now he's taking it back because of your greed." Gilderoy Lockhart contemptuously The tone finally made Harry unable to hold his tongue.

"That's not what I saw, Professor Lockhart. I only saw you stuffing the things in the Room of Requirement with the sack that cast the Untraceable Stretching Charm. Don't they all belong to you?"

"They belong to my master, everything in Hogwarts castle belongs to my master, he gave them to me, and you, Harry Potter—are a smart robber and thief!"

"You're lying, Hogwarts belongs to the Big Four! Your master—" Harry's words caught in his throat, and Gilderoy Lockhart's wand tapped him, "Hush, Harry— Smart little Harry—do you want to call everyone here? But unfortunately—I have put a soundproof spell on the room, no one will hear you even if you scream—of course, for my sake For the sake of your ears, you should keep your voice down."

Harry's eyes rolled around to show that he knew, his eyes were still empty, and he had maintained a state of Occlumency. Gilderoy Lockhart had talked to him so much before, so that Harry understood that the blond The man is no threat to his life.If you want to kill him who has no resistance, you only need to flick your wand lightly.

Lockhart also knew that there was a spirit in his head, a man who didn't want Tom to hear their conversation, and Harry didn't want to show such an embarrassing, vulnerable side to Tom...

"I think you guessed it, Harry——Hogwarts castle belongs to Slytherin. It is also written in "A Piece of Hogwarts School History" that the Big Four wanted to build a school, and it was Slytherin who provided this a castle."

Harry's eyes were wide open, like two pure emeralds, "Did you open the Chamber of Secrets?" He asked, Lockhart's master was a man of Slytherin blood?

"No no no—that's why I came to you. The heir of Slytherin opened the Chamber of Secrets, but it's not my master." At this moment, Harry couldn't hide his surprise even with empty eyes.Lockhart was very satisfied with his current expression, and proudly introduced, "My master is of the orthodox blood of Slytherin, a pure-blood wizard with a truly noble existence. He was very angry after knowing this, so let me come to you .”

"Find me? Why doesn't he figure it out himself—"

"Because you are the savior, Harry Potter." Gilderoy Lockhart released all the spells on him, and Harry felt that he could move again, "My master has a last resort, because that He has to think about his own safety. The man who can't even say his name—you know, the man who keeps calling himself the only descendant of Slytherin..."

Now that things were largely explained except for a few details, Harry accepted his reasoning for the time being.

But he doesn't like the Snake House, and he doesn't like the Slytherin. He will definitely find out the "heir", but this is only for himself, not for being used.

Lockhart seemed to have seen what he was thinking, and of course it might be an equivalent transaction tactic used by the wizards of the Snake Court. He took out a wooden box from his robe and opened it in front of Harry.

"This is a thank you gift from my master, and you should need it very much now," Lockhart knew that Harry was puzzled, so he explained calmly, "My master has seen you before, of course— ——You don’t know him, he has a lot of research on souls, so I brought you this bottle of potion, the soul residing on your head is polluted, probably from last semester, he must Touched something bad—the magic in Ravenclaw's diadem is evil too, I hope you haven't—"

Harry's face turned pale. He remembered what Tom had said in the Room of Requirement. The blond man in front of him didn't know that he almost went to see Merlin.

"What is the specific function of this bottle of potion?" Harry asked, and Lockhart answered him happily, "Purify--to drive out the evil power, of course, if you want to let the soul attached to you If you want to leave, you still have to meet my master face to face. This is not a problem that can be solved with a bottle of potion. Of course, as a condition of mutual secrecy, you can't tell about my master..."

"How can I trust you, Professor Lockhart. This is hardly your way to clear yourself of suspicion." Harry has believed most of his words now, but this is not enough...

Lockhart smiled confidently, the wand in his hand suddenly moved twice as he was about to speak.

"Someone's coming—" he said, and his circle of forbidden spells was touched, casting an Invisibility Charm on himself, and Lockhart disappeared in front of Harry.

After a while, Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Madam Pomfrey entered the ward one after another.

"what happened?"

"Another attack, McGonagall found him on the stairs."

"He's got a bunch of grapes by his side. We guess he's trying to sneak up here to see Potter."

Harry's stomach twitched violently, and he slowly and carefully lifted himself up a few inches so he could see clearly who was being attacked.

A ray of moonlight shone on the stunned, statue-like face of the victim.

Colin Creevey, the bitch wizard who pestered him to take pictures all day, was petrified...

In the Slytherin lounge, a platinum-blonde boy was standing in front of the black-haired boy's bed with a large fluffy pillow in his arms. His gorgeous voice was not the usual aria, but trembling with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Igil, can I talk to you?" the boy said aggrievedly, "I'm in a terrible mood today, and you don't even care about me." His hand touched the green curtain on the bedpost and slowly lifted it. Fuck, the dark-haired boy didn't answer his words and seemed to be asleep, but Draco knew he was still awake.Just now, the black-haired boy turned his back on him.

Now that Igil acquiesced, Draco got into the warm quilt unceremoniously.He moved under the quilt and leaned his body over.

"Igil, why ignore me, are you angry about the game?" Draco adjusted the position of the pillow, found a comfortable position and lay down.

Igil did not speak, he was not angry about the game, Gryffindor's training was harder than theirs, and it was no surprise to lose, what he was angry about was that Draco paid attention to Harry Potter, why did he do that? care.

After thinking about it all day, Igil attributed this inexplicable anger to the strong possessiveness in the Slytherin family...

"Igil, after training for such a long time, I lost to Porter. I'm—very unwilling. I always thought he was weak—" the platinum-haired boy said disappointedly.

When he first met Harry, the blue-eyed boy was so thin that Draco offered him friendship, but was rejected.

Was it because the boy had already seen it, and it was just sympathy?

Before meeting Igil, Draco always thought that friends were just like Crabbe and Goyle.

"But——I suddenly realized that I was the weak one. I didn't score as high as him in the exam, and I couldn't work as hard as him in Quidditch... Am I being self-righteous?"

Igil turned his body back, "During the game, why did you look at Potter in a daze?" He thought he would not say this question.

"I just suddenly found that Potter is very strange, it seems that I have never understood him before." Draco put his arms around Igil, as if he was afraid that he would run away. "At that moment, I was very scared. If Igil became a stranger one day, I would not be able to bear it. Igil is my best friend."

"Sleep, Draco, wake up your head, are you a fool? You think so much about Quidditch, no wonder you can't win!" Igil suddenly felt better, no matter how many friends Draco had, As long as he is the most important one.

Somewhere in Hogwarts Castle, a small silver-green snake was swimming out of the bathroom pipe, and it took out a two-way mirror from a pink bow-knot pocket tied around its neck, and gave a cold look to the mirror. hiss.If Igil was here, he would recognize this little girl with no sense of direction—Nagini.

【Hiss...Master Tom, I want to report to you... That man abused me and refused to feed me... He also hit the scar head with a Bludger on his own initiative... Hiss...】