Take things as they come at Hogwarts

Although Lockhart's purpose for holding this tournament was obvious to everyone, except for a very few people, no one felt that anyone could win against Lockhart.

Although Lockhart's spirit has been getting worse and worse lately, his appeal to girls has greatly decreased;

Although Locke is about to enter the voice change period, the unique appearance of the mixed-race handsome guy is mixed with hormones;

Although Locke presented a magic show in the auditorium today that even the professors admired;

Although he is powerful, handsome, elegant, and mysterious, like a child of God who came out of a mythological story......

Well, maybe it's just luck, but the little witches sent love letters to Locke more than Lockhart, and this kind of thing, too, seems understandable.

After all, no matter how good Lockhart is, he is only a professor, and he should be out of the way next year. No one can be re-elected as a professor of dark arts, and he is lucky to be able to retire with an injury!

But Locke lives at Hogwarts, right next to them.

If it's a normal girl,

If you really want to express your affection, "813"

If there really is such a thing as a non-dividing thought,

So, what will they do with this precious opportunity today!

Because most people thought Lockhart would win, and the students were not allowed to appear in the auditorium at this time.

So, apart from Lockhart and the dwarfs, there was no one left in the auditorium, as well as Filch, who was in charge of supervising the dwarfs, and Peeves, who was watching the excitement.

Yes, there are still a few curious female ghosts.

Some of them ride horses, some read books, some play music, all kinds of times, all kinds of identities.

But that's enough, even if Lockhart wants to hide it, he can't do it.

The dwarfs couldn't help but snicker as they posted the results of the game;

The female ghosts also grinned and covered their mouths to discuss;

Filch turned his head away to keep Lockhart from seeing the expression on his face;

Peeves rolls in the sky laughing, and then he rushes into the hallway despite the darkness of the night, and begins to announce the funny thing to every ghost and portrait he encounters!

Don't think about it, tomorrow morning, everyone at Hogwarts, every corner, should be talking about it.

And Lockhart will be a laughing stock completely!

In fact, in the diary in Lockhart's arms, Tom is also laughing at Lockhart's inadequacy.

Of course, he wouldn't tell Lockhart about this.

After all, they're friends now.

Lockhart forced himself to smile, but for some reason, the expression on his face became uncontrollably hideous, so much so that it scared the female ghosts away.

Like a shadow sinking to the bottom of a lake, he exuded a gloomy air and walked all the way back to his office.

Then, without even a second of delay, he pulled the journal out of his bosom and called Tom's name.

"What's wrong, dear?" asked Tom's phantom projection on the paper, his face concerned about it.

"Tom, I want you to help me kill him, kill that little wizard named Locke!"

"Are you crazy, dear!!Do you know what you're talking about!!" Tom was genuinely shocked, even though Lockhart became more and more bottomless under his lure. But this time I can't help but overreact.

"Why, Tom!, why do you reject me, and do you want to abandon me, and think that I am inferior to him!!!" cried Lockhart hysterically.

His hideous appearance frightened the pictures of himself on the wall, and they all wailed and hid.

All of a sudden, the whole office was left with no photographs, and no one was visible.

Lockhart's shadow in the light of the flames at this time also looked more lonely and thin, like an old man who was about to die. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Be quiet, dear, don't worry, I'll never abandon you! But do you understand what you're doing, dear? You're a professor, but you're going to kill your own students...... You're in, sin!"

"I know, but I can't tolerate it anymore! As long as that man is around, as long as he's still in the wizarding world of England, I'll never be able to get ahead! He's younger, stronger, and more likable than I am!And most importantly, he's knowing my secrets...... He had already found out, so he didn't take me into account from the beginning, and when he looked at me, it was like looking at a clown!"

"Wait, your secret, that's ......"

"Do you want garlic, Tom Mavolo Riddle, or should I call you the heir of Slytherin?"

"How could you have guessed ......," Tom pretended to change his face. []

"Just as you already know my secrets, Tom, getting along is a two-way street, and when you get to know me, I'm getting to know you. "

"So, are you going to threaten me, Gilderoy Lockhart?" Tom seemed to hide no longer, and his tone became cold.

"No, how could it be, we are friends! And I am grateful to you for your selfless help to me!" Lockhart said quickly.

"But you've been trying to steal my memories!" Tom accused.

"But didn't I teach you that spell later? It's the only thing I've ever mastered, the only thing that belongs to me!"

"You can't stop me, Lockhart. I have no descendants, and I'm the last of the Slytherin bloodline. Before I can perish, the wishes of my ancestors must be fulfilled. If something happens to me, my plan won't be terminated. I've laid everything out!"

"No, Tom, dear, I have no intention of stopping you0 ....... But I think our plan should be revised slightly. Locke, isn't he a mudblood?"

"I told you a long time ago, Lockhart, Locke is from that country in the East, a nobleman of noble blood, and she and I have seen his kindred with our own eyes! Do you think that we, like you, can know everything in the world without leaving our homes?"

"No, no, Tom. We know about it, but no one else knows, the British Ministry of Magic doesn't. If he dies, then in vain, nothing will happen!"

"No way, you don't know the power of that race, and I won't let the whole of Hogwarts suffer that kind of anger because of your momentary ugly jealousy! I am the heir of Slytherin, and I have a duty to protect the school founded by my ancestors, not to mention, this is the ancestral home!"

"So you just petrified the basilisk instead of killing those two students, right? Because you're worried that random killings will shut Hogwarts down?"

"Hmph, Lockhart, don't try anything from me with the rhetoric you do best. Anyway, I won't agree to kill Locke!"

"Well, then, what if it was just to punish him, to petrify him like the two of them, and what if I agreed to your request?" Lockhart's tone was seductive.

"Have you figured it out, Lockhart?" Tom seemed to soften, "If, you accept that ritual, you'll have to share a body with me for a while!"

"But I can also gain unparalleled power, can't I?" Lockhart said, waving his wand, obsessively.

"Give me a moment and let me think about it. Tom seemed to be hesitating.

"Tom, I really don't understand, what the hell are you hesitating about?I've agreed to your excessive request, why are you hesitating!" Lockhart was annoyed.

"Lockhart, I'm just worried that we'll be consumed by the wrath of the Golden Crow before we can win together!" Tom really didn't want to go this far.

He was good at retrieving his minds, and he could have coaxed Lockhart into falling into a trap step by step.

But unexpectedly, now a Valentine's Day game will make Lockhart crazy.

No matter how Tom peeked into Lockhart's heart, he came to only one conclusion: Lockhart must take revenge on Locke, and this purpose took precedence over any other purpose, and had become his obstacle, his inner demon!

Tom understood what was going on.

This is the curse he placed on his position as a professor at Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts!

He didn't expect that this curse would be so powerful, and it would attack at this time!

In this case, Tom had to try to convince Lockhart with words to change his mind.