The slacker professor at Hogwarts

041 The Magic Rabbit Hole

The car lady was finally rescued.

It suddenly accelerated and then braked sharply, making the whole car jerk as if it were bowing to Lockhart in thanks.

Then rev the engine hard.

The speed instantly increased to its maximum, almost like a fighter jet taking off.

"boom!"

Instead of flying away, it hurtled towards the frozen spider not far away with unparalleled speed.

The acceleration, the posture, the resolute stance—it was as if they were about to kill their father's killer.

Lockhart has now fully witnessed the visual effect of a high-speed train crashing into a watermelon.

It didn't happen as he expected, that the bowling ball would be knocked away.

The eight-eyed giant spiders that it hit exploded like watermelons, splashing juice and flying pieces everywhere.

brutal.

Extremely brutal.

Lockhart did not stop this behavior. He did not know what kind of grudges and entanglements had occurred between the Flying Car and the Eight-Eyed Spider before. He understood the principle that one should not advise others to do good without knowing their suffering.

Of course, this is also related to his complete lack of affection for the eight-eyed giant spider.

He only knew one thing—humans were the favorite food of the giant spiders, and Hagrid's pet 'Aragok,' which kept the giant spiders from attacking humans, was old and nearing its end.

Even in the original books, when Harry and Ron sought Aragog's help as friends of Hagrid, Aragog had already decided to no longer restrain his offspring and intended to let them enjoy the two little wizards who had come to him.

Lockhart once said to Hermione, "This is not the magical world, this is the wizarding world."

Everything is based on the wizard's rules.

The centaur understands the principle that if a fairy dares to rebel, it should be killed until it becomes obedient. House-elves also understand this principle, but the giant spider, a creature that can have the intelligence of an ordinary human and speak human language after reaching adulthood, does not understand this principle.

Is it even more powerful than a fire dragon or something?

Have you not seen that Dumbledore, who is known for his mild attitude towards intelligent beings, is most famous for discovering twelve uses for dragon blood?

This is an era in which wizards and Muggles explore ways to coexist, not an era in which wizards and other intelligent beings explore ways to coexist; that's a problem that was solved long ago.

The car lady, covered in filth after her rampage, ran over, seemingly expectant and hoping Lockhart would clean her up.

It's been thoroughly cleaned up.

It's very simple.

Unfortunately, Lockhart doesn't.

Fortunately, the fairy who died unjustly helped him solve this problem. The blood she summoned burst forth like a fountain, bursting through the soil and rising into the sky, pouring onto the car and washing away all the filth.

Lockhart has always been very reliable in his professional field.

He said that this bloody water is beneficial spring water that can bring vitality, which is absolutely the most authoritative judgment.

The woman clearly enjoyed the car wash service.

Having undergone a spell similar to an "activation spell," this magical creation showed extreme satisfaction when receiving the active spring water.

It twisted the wheels and spun around in place, even opening the car door to let the blood wash over the interior decorations.

Like an elegant lady dancing joyfully in the rain.

The Autobots can't speak, nor do they know how to use a radio to communicate like the Transformers, but that's not a big problem. Lockhart knows how to get along with these non-speaking creatures.

He tried touching the car's shiny, clean exterior, gently stroking it with his fingers like petting a golden retriever.

The car is in very poor condition.

Its original royal blue paint no longer looks shiny and new, and in some places it is even showing rusty iron.

When Arthur acquired this car, it was already quite old.

Later, Harry and Ron drove it into the Whomping Willow, and the car was riddled with dents and dents from the willow's snake-like branches, with the roof dented in.

This observation seemed to make Ms. Car somewhat embarrassed.

Her tires turned slightly and she moved back a tiny bit, causing the car body to shrug as if trembling slightly.

Lockhart smiled and patted the car body.

"This is not a big problem."

"Perhaps you should get it repaired. You know, bodywork can restore your beautiful car model, and paint can restore your perfect appearance..."

He recounted these things in a low voice, then tried to open the car door and get in, casually saying, "One of my sisters married a mechanic; he's very skilled. Maybe you'd like to give him a try?"

The car lady was tempted.

She wiggled the steering wheel, nuzzling Lockhart's palm like a kitten.

"Would you like to leave this place with me?"

Lockhart asked the question directly.

Sometimes you can't be too tactful when dealing with these magical creatures and creations, because they won't understand.

The steering wheel stopped, but the woman in the car did not respond.

This wasn't a complete rejection, Lockhart knew.

He then added a condition, "I will be leaving this school in less than a year. Would you be willing to leave with me then?"

The car shook slightly, seemingly in a state of some kind of impending movement.

Lockhart glanced at the corpses of the giant eight-eyed spiders outside the car window, raising an eyebrow slightly. "You have your own things to take care of, don't you?"

Diudiu~

The car honked its horn twice.

"If you need my help, you can come to me. I come to the Forbidden Forest every night recently."

Lockhart didn't linger in the car. After getting out, he closed the door, patted the car body, and said, "That's perfect. Let's leave together after we've finished our business, okay?"

This time he finally received a positive answer.

The windshield wipers sprayed two streams of water that met in mid-air to form a heart shape.

Lockhart was delighted and burst into laughter.

He called out to introduce his other friends to Ms. Car: the Wrongfully Killed Fairy, Little Golden Retriever, Boggart, and the Winged Demon. Before he knew it, he had many companions by his side and never felt lonely.

Hearing the laughter and chatter, some figures ran out of the magic rabbit hole—the big-bearded rabbits. They surrounded everyone, looking at them curiously.

Before they knew it, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and as the rabbits hopped around in panic, a torrential downpour suddenly began.

The woman in the car quickly opened the door and urged everyone to get inside and take shelter from the rain.

It's amazing how everyone can sit in a row in the back, yet it doesn't feel crowded at all.

Its interior space seems to expand automatically as more people enter.

However, this expansion is different from the effect of the "Seamless Stretch Spell". If Lockhart hadn't almost instinctively and quickly flipped through the memories in his brain, he would have completely ignored this abruptness.

It makes one instinctively think that it was originally designed to accommodate so many people.

Just as everyone was curiously looking around inside the car, the glove compartment door in front of the passenger seat suddenly shook, and with a snap, the lid popped open, revealing a pile of soil inside.

The soil churned and quickly expanded into a rabbit hole.

A rabbit that looked much larger than the others poked its head out from inside; it was the same one that had initially tried to pull Lockhart into the rabbit hole to escape the giant spider by biting his trouser leg.

puff~

It stomped its hind legs hard in the pit.

This seems to be a warning to its kind; it looks somewhat nervous.

Soon, it saw the other rabbits sitting in rows on the seats and visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

What kind of magical creature is this?

Lockhart couldn't help but feel curious.

These magical rabbit holes are so ingenious that they can create an entrance inside a magical creation like a flying car.

"Whoosh~~~"

Lockhart whistled, a sound she'd learned from the forest witch's memories, a sound that helped her show kindness to the small animals in the forest.

It seems to work.

The sturdy rabbit emerged from the rabbit hole, jumped onto Lockhart's lap, and looked around curiously.

Rumble~~~

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, which frightened the burly rabbit so much that it quickly shrank into Lockhart's arms.