Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 332 Mr. Smile Kicked the Iron Plate

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Kyle and Lockhart just asked and answered questions like this, and the scene was harmonious.

Moreover, Lockhart would carefully write down Kyle's answers, and those who didn't know thought he was a reporter part-time.

In about half an hour, a thick pile of parchment had accumulated on the table.

"It's amazing..." Lockhart said with emotion: "It's the first time I've seen such an outstanding little wizard like you. You can encounter such an unimaginable experience at a young age. You must have many interesting stories. .”

Before coming to Hogwarts, he only knew that Kyle drove away a werewolf in St. Mungo's, and for this he won the second class of the Order of Merlin.

To be honest, Lockhart was very dissatisfied at the time, thinking that Sir Merlin was very unfair.

He worked so hard to steal so many stories, helped a whole village get rid of the scourge of werewolves, and expelled vampires who were doing evil everywhere... In the end, he only got a third-level medal.

Why is it that Kyle is level [-] just for defeating a werewolf, just because there is someone behind him?
So Lockhart's first impression of Kyle was that he was a lucky boy... If he also knew Dumbledore and St. Mungo's Dean Sasia, he would definitely be awarded the Merlin Second Class Medal.

However, since becoming a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Lockhart's understanding of Kyle has become more comprehensive.

He learned from several senior students that the magical animal incident that caused a sensation in the British magic world two years ago was actually related to Kyle.

When he was only in the first grade, he was caught in the Forbidden Forest by the notorious black wizard Oren, but escaped miraculously in the end.

Lockhart is also very interested in this experience, and wants to ask what happened in the Forbidden Forest... If there is still time in a while, I can chat a few more words.

"It's not a story, it's just that I have encountered a little more trouble than ordinary people." Kyle waved his hand, as if he didn't want to talk about it.

"I suddenly discovered another advantage of you, modesty."

Lockhart smiled, "Then let's go back to the Chamber of Secrets,"

"What did you say just now... Oh, the Big Four of Hogwarts... I dare say they must have taught you a lot of powerful spells, or ways to become stronger."

Lockhart looked at Kyle and asked casually: "Would you like to share with me... I know, this request may be too much. But you can simply say a name... It can be regarded as satisfying my curiosity." Heart."

"I disappoint you, Professor."

Kyle shook his head, "Don't talk about powerful spells, they didn't even teach me a lighting spell."

"Well...it seems that you are not willing to share this with me." Lockhart sighed, "Of course, I can understand."

"It's true." Kyle looked into his eyes.

"The learning of any spell needs to be done step by step. Generally, only those ignorant and incompetent liar wizards will come up with a cheat book and say that they will be invincible after learning it."

Lockhart flipped through the parchment on the table.

"Yeah, you're right."

He glanced out of the window, then stood up and said, "Let me think about it, I've finished all the questions I should ask, oh, yes, there is one more small thing."

He drew his wand and pointed it at Kyle.

"Sincerely sorry, child, I had to cast a forgetting spell on you, my book doesn't allow other people to show off..."

Meanwhile, Kyle is also holding his own wand.

"So, professor, did your previous stories come from this way?"

"You don't seem surprised at all," Lockhart asked.

"It's nothing to be surprised about." Kyle shrugged, "Your performance in class... doesn't look like you can expel werewolves."

"Yeah, you're right, I'm that ignorant liar...idiot...stupid...that's what you all call me in private, I know."

Lockhart readily admitted.

"But I also have a lot of work to track down these people, ask them how they do it... oh, just like asking you, and then I have to cast an Oblivion Charm on them, so that they will remember This memory is completely forgotten.

If there's one thing I'm proud of, it's my Oblivion Charm. "

Speaking, Lockhart took out a beautiful notebook.

"This contains my understanding of the Oblivion Curse and some experiences..."

He threw the notebook to Kyle, "It's a little compensation for you, I can't give anything else except this."

Kyle held his wand tightly in one hand, keeping his eyes on Lockhart.

"All right……"

"Professor." Kyle said suddenly, "I have one last question.

What I just said, all the professors know, including Dumbledore... You can't erase their memories, right? "

"I have my own way." Lockhart didn't seem to want to continue, "Say goodbye to your memory.

"Forget everything..."

With a slight flick of Kyle's wand, the floor under Lockhart's feet suddenly swelled, his body shook subconsciously, and the Oblivion Charm also fell on the ceiling.

"Professor, you..."

Suddenly, a forgetting curse was shot over again.

Kyle quickly raised his wand,

"Armor protection!"

The spell bounced back, landing squarely on Lockhart.

With a dull thump, Lockhart fell heavily to the ground.

"Ouch!" He cried out in pain, clutching his stomach and curling up there.

"Silent spells, and perhaps unarmed spellcasting... You really have it, Professor Lockhart."

Kyle shook his head and picked up the notebook, "If you sneak attack, it's really troublesome...Although I didn't intend to give you a chance to sneak attack from the beginning..."

"boom!"

Just as Kyle picked up the notebook, the office door was suddenly knocked open.

Professor McGonagall rushed in, followed by... a group of beaters?

The person in charge, Kyle, has also met, Harder, the captain who was in charge of dealing with Oren last time... I heard that he is now the director of the beater's office.

"Gildroy Lockhart, we found out that you have been tampering with other people's memories and forging your own experience. Now we want to take you back to the Ministry of Magic for investigation..."

Harder drew his wand out as soon as he entered the door,

But soon he found that something seemed wrong in the office.

There seems to be traces of battle here.

A little wizard still holding a wand... It's the kid from two years ago, who seems to be called Kyle.

The Lockhart they were looking for was lying on the ground, looking at everyone blankly...

"Who are you? And who is Lockhart...and why am I on the ground?"

This... Harder didn't understand for a while.

"What happened here?"

"He wanted to use the Oblivion Curse on me just now, sir." Kyle explained: "But the spell bounced back."

"It's such a dirty trick again."

Professor McGonagall was shocked and angry. She first asked Kyle if there was any problem, and then looked at Lockhart angrily, "It's my own fault for wanting to use it on students..."

"It's my own fault, do I?" Lockhart asked, blinking.

But he looks much cuter now than before.

"It seems that there seems to be a little accident here."

Harder waved his hand, and immediately someone walked over to Lockhart to check.

A few minutes later, the striker stood up and nodded at Harder, "The memory is damaged, and there is a serious loss... Yes, it was indeed caused by the Forgetting Curse."

Then they checked their wands again.

"Sorry kid, it's a routine." Harder explained to Kyle, "It's just a very simple little charm, and I promise it won't affect your wand in any way."

"Of course, I understand." Kyle nodded and raised his hand holding the wand.

Harder also raised his wand.

"Flash back to the previous curse!"

Between the wands of the two, a transparent shadow appeared, which looked like a wall made of gray fog.

"It is indeed the Iron Armor Curse."

At this time, the results from Lockhart's side also came out.

A striker handed Lockhart's wand to Harder, and whispered, "The Oblivion Curse!"

"It seems that our Mr. Smile kicked the iron plate this time." Harder sneered, not surprised that Kyle could kill Lockhart back.

One is the youngest member of Sir Merlin, and the other is an ignorant liar who can only forget the curse. This kind of result is normal.

"Should we bring him back to the Ministry of Magic for trial?" Someone asked: "His memory is almost gone, even if he is brought back, he will not be able to complete the trial..."

"It's so troublesome, why is it the Forgetting Curse?"

Harder thought for a while and said, "Send it to St. Mungo first, and wait for his memory to recover."

(End of this chapter)