DNF Meets Harry Potter

"If he didn't come back, why would Fox appear here? Although it didn't help at all, he was always Professor Dumbledore's darling~..."

Carl was holding a few bright feathers in his hands behind him, and said cheerfully. That was just when Naiyali swallowed it down from Fox just now.

Goose plucking hair, animal walking and leaving skin~...

This~ is one of the few truths that the two of them have implemented in this world...

"That's really great! Now that the mastermind of the attack has been wiped out, Hagrid should be back from Azkaban soon!"

After getting Carl's affirmative answer, Harry was instantly excited.

"More than... This time Lucius will probably suffer too."

Carl thought for a while, and at the same time showed a gleeful expression. He guessed that the position of the manager of the Malfoy family could not be kept, and Deng would definitely take this opportunity to attack him.

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?!"

Lockhart, who followed them like a dead dog, said with some fear, because he had missing most of his memories, he would no longer be arrogant and arrogant.

"The rain girl has nothing to do with these things, my dear master of magic. You will have a good place later, and the Azkaban Hotel will definitely welcome you warmly.

The attendants (dementors) there might be too excited to walk when they see you..."

Carl turned around, lived up to the violence before, and said to Lockhart kindly.

"That's good, that's good! I said I must be a master of magic!"

Hearing Karl's assurance, Lockhart's boulder fell to the ground at this time.

And the Harry and Nayari on the side looked at him with more pity, they all knew what the **** of Azkaban was, and it would not be an exaggeration for ordinary wizards to call it **** on earth.

...

In the principal's office, Dumbledore had been sitting at his desk and had been waiting for them for a long time, and Hermione and Ron were also waiting anxiously. At this juncture, the two of them discovered that Harry, Carl and Naiyali disappeared together, like ants on a hot pot, and they were like ants on a hot pot. If it hadn’t been for Dumbledore who had just returned and said they were okay, now they would have to bear it. Could not help rushing into the secret room.

"Good afternoon, Professor Dumbledore, long time no see~, I really don’t know what the board members think..."

Carl dragged Lockhart into the office calmly.

"Professor Lockhart? What are you doing here? Like McGonagall, did you come to Professor Dumbledore to report on the teaching situation during this time?

No, he seems to be a little bit wrong~..."

Ron looked at Lockhart who was being dragged by Karl, and said with a look of surprise.

"Professor Lockhart? Are you talking about me? Is Lockhart my name?" Lockhart, who walked into the principal's office, looked curiously at the decoration inside. After hearing Hermione's words, Suddenly recovered, and then pointed to himself in surprise.

After a while, Lockhart suddenly realized that the little red-haired boy on the opposite side knew him! So he rushed over like crazy, the light of hope reappeared in his godless eyes, and he held Ron's hand tightly like a gay, and kept shouting: "You know me, don't you? Come on! Tell me! I am a true master of magic, right?!"

"Professor Dumbledore, look at what happened to Professor Lockhart? He seems to be a little delirious!" Ron chanted Lockhart's strange reaction. He was shocked, and he tried hard to pump Going back to the hand that Lockhart was holding tightly, he didn't want to be just useless, just as if Dumbledore was calling for help.

After all, Lockhart is 30 or 40 years old anyway, and he is in his prime. How could Ron break free when he was extremely excited?

"Gidro~, let go of that kid's hand first. Maybe you should calm down first~..."

Dumbledore folded his hands on the desk and glanced at Carl thoughtfully, his words seemed magical. Lockhart's red eyes gradually became normal, and at the same time he let go of his hands holding Ron.

"That's it, Professor! The previous attacks were made by Lockhart and Voldemort in an embarrassing way!"

Harry couldn't hold back at this moment, and he immediately stood up, ready to report the things Lockhart had done to Dumbledore for his decision.

"Yes, professor, you also know that I killed the basilisk in the secret room before. Tom Riddle or Voldemort lacked such a huge help as the basilisk and chose to work with Lockhart.

He is responsible for tricking the naive little wizard to help Tom Riddle resurrect, and as the price of the transaction, Tom Riddle promised to help him restore his strength~..."

Carl thought about it and added some details.

"What?! You turned out to be such a Professor Lockhart! I still adore you so much in vain! How can you cooperate with mysterious people to do such evil things?!"

Hearing the truth behind the attack, Hermione covered her mouth with one hand and tried to keep herself from crying~www.readwn.com~ while the other hand pointed to Lockhart's nose tremblingly. Looks like nothing to love.

"Isn't it good to believe me earlier? It's only this time to regret it~..."

Naiyali looked at Hermione's entire inner world collapsed, curled her lips, and muttered to herself in a voice that only she could hear.

"Let me just say it! He must be a liar!" Ron said confidently after learning the truth. Since Lockhart's tricks in the first lesson almost completely damaged his wand, he never did. Don't believe him anymore.

"But~...how did he become like this? He doesn't even remember him. Could it be that Alzheimer's disease was committed decades earlier?"

Ron glanced at Lockhart, who was somewhat demented again, frowned slightly and then quickly stretched out, scheming with misfortune full of malice.

"I made a map to see everyone at Hogwarts, and he was caught by me in the secret room.

He intended to completely tear his skin and use the Forgetting Curse on me to make me forget all of this, but he didn't want to hit the mirror magic that I just released to observe the exact situation, and finally reap the fruits of it..."

Of course Carl would not admit that he had washed Lockhart's memory by playing with flowers, unless his brain was amused, sometimes this old face is still needed.

Was this the reason for my amnesia? Obviously he was the protagonist of this incident, but Lockhart was like an outsider who allowed the few people in front of him to add gusto to all kinds of stories, but because of his lack of memory, he could not refute half a sentence.

This is really a sad story~......

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