The slacker professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 140 Gilderoy, you deserve to die!

Chapter 140 Gilderoy, you deserve to die!

The clamor eventually subsided. When Lockhart returned to his office at Hogwarts, surrounded by no longer the frantically shouting crowd, his heart slowly calmed down.

He was not fascinated by the topics Fudge discussed, nor was he affected by his complete integration into the wizarding upper class.

He is still the same person.

He always knew exactly what he wanted—magic!

Don't forget your heart, you have to always.

This kind of unforgettable state is a magical state. He really doesn't need to "constantly wipe it clean, lest it get dusty." He just loves magic from the bottom of his heart, a very pure love.

Magic allows him to experience beauty, and that's enough for him; he's easily satisfied.

The magic he invented, "Thunderstorm Mountain Fire," brought him immense prestige, transforming him from a mere "magic master" in the eyes of others into a true magic master.

But in reality, he wasn't affected at all.

Because he knew that this magic was actually within the scope of the magic notebook "Manipulating Lightning".

He merely followed the magical paths of Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and the Forest Witch, and then shone with a little bit of magical brilliance.

Oh, this also contains the Crabbe family's accumulated research on Fiendfire over generations, as well as Tom's understanding of the Weather Charm and Fiendfire as a form of dark magic.

What does this tell us?

This shows that he has not yet truly embarked on his magical path, and that his magical journey has only just begun.

With this understanding, would he still be so smug? Impossible.

He could only be more humble, humble towards magic.

"Don't rush, take your time," he told himself, calming his restless heart that yearned for excitement. He said that he had only been in this magical world for less than a year, so there was no need to rush. He had plenty of time to slowly experience the beauty of magic.

Always maintain a beginner's mindset, full of curiosity, wonderful desires and fantasies, and full of expectations.

So, let's continue bravely on the path of magic.

Lockhart couldn't wait to begin his magical research.

But that won't work; his lab assistant hasn't arrived yet.

Coban Yaxley...

Where are you right now?

……

The next morning, Lockhart woke up lazily, enjoyed a "hot pot" prepared by the wronged fairy, and was full of energy to start a new adventure.

Today is Saturday, and he has plenty of time over the next two days to find this lab assistant.

Before he could even finish packing, there was a knock on his office door.

The person who arrived was Draco, accompanied by his two henchmen, Goyle and Crabbe.

Holding the phonograph Lockhart had given to old Malfoy for repair, this magical device that could magically contain dark magical creatures into the world of sound was not so easy to repair, and it took quite a long time to fix.

Lockhart told them to leave it in his office for now, not intending to put it into his ring in front of them. After experiencing some things, he had begun to slowly learn to keep some of his trump cards hidden away, trying not to let more people know about them.

Draco didn't leave after delivering the items; he looked at Lockhart with a hesitant expression, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"You can say whatever it is," Lockhart said with a smile, looking at his three beloved students.

"I want to become a master magician too!" Draco's expression was so fervent. "My father is facing the Dark Lord's purge, and I'm often powerless to stop it. Then Goyle and Crabbe were attacked again, and I..."

"I want to be a useful person; I don't want anyone around me to get hurt anymore!"

This is really interesting. Lockhart looked Draco up and down, his eyes full of scrutiny.

He could sense the change in Draco's mindset. The former young master Malfoy simply believed that as a noble member of the Holy Twenty-Eight Pureblood lineage, he should possess more and stronger magical abilities. But the current Draco wanted to become stronger because he longed to protect his family and friends.

Such a change in motivation is very different in the realm of magic.

guard……

This doesn't fall under the category of dark magic.

Lockhart smiled and nodded. "I'm planning an adventurous trip. Would you like to come along?"

"Huh?" Draco didn't react for a moment. It seemed that the professor not only agreed to teach him more, but also planned to take him on an adventure?

"Go catch that bastard who hurt Crabbe, you know, a very dangerous guy, Coban Yaxley. He..."

Before Lockhart could finish speaking, Draco and his two companions shouted excitedly in unison, "We do!"

well.

But before they could even set off, three more little ones visited Lockhart's office.

It's Harry, Hermione, and Ron.

Lockhart was packing his things when Draco started gloating to Harry about the adventure, only to realize he had apparently done something stupid.

Harry and his friends didn't argue with him about it. Instead, they excitedly ran up to Professor Lockhart and asked to join the adventure.

How could Professor Lockhart disagree?

He couldn't be happier to have so many helpers.

Of course, with six children around him, and two small groups that were constantly at odds, he didn't want to become their babysitter at all.

So he took the little ones to find his good friend Severus Snape.

When I arrived at Snape's office, he was stirring the potion of seafood that seemed impossible to get rid of. There was a suitcase on the table next to him, as if he was planning to leave later.

"What?"

Old S's face darkened when he heard Lockhart's invitation.

What does "let's go shopping together" mean?

You clearly want me to help take care of the child!

Ha~, you can't refuse the kids' requests, so you're just passing the buck to me, right?

But can he refuse?

On one side is Draco, whom she's watched grow up, and his two chubby little buddies; on the other side is Lily's son, Harry...

Damn!

Gilderoy, you deserve to die!

"Because of you! I haven't been to Spider Lane for several holidays!" Snape gritted his teeth. "You damned bastard, you've only been at Hogwarts for six months, and you've already seriously disrupted my hard-won peace of mind!"

Lockhart shrugged and spread his hands. "Can I force you if you don't want to?"

"Perhaps, Severus, you should try to break free from the gloomy atmosphere of your past life, right? You can feel the change in your mindset..."

His words were rudely interrupted by Snape, who yelled, "Shit!"

"Stop spouting your bullshit magical theories at me, I don't want to hear them!"

and so……

Shall we go?

Ten minutes later, Snape sat in the passenger seat of the car with a disgruntled expression, listening to the six little ones in the back seat chattering noisily as if they were on a picnic. He really wanted to pull out his wand and shut these annoying guys up.

(End of this chapter)