Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

I don't know when Harry, Ron, and Hermione also arrived. Hermione was still wearing the huge mask and knitted hat, but her eyes had returned to brown.

This means that her lightweight transfiguration is more proficient-of course, it may also be the role of Madam Pomfrey's potion.

Ron pulled Harry and Hermione, and they hid behind a pillar. He stick one's head around to look for and said: "Cornelius · Fudge, Lucius · Malfoy, and Rita · Skeeter! What day is today, three nasty ghosts are coming at the same time!"

Harry Asked: "Who is Cornelius · Fudge?"

"He is the head of the Ministry of Magic and my father’s boss. But he is a great character and looks down on my father’s job. You know, Dealing with muggle items has never been taken seriously..." Ron mumbled.

Hermione's eyes were fixed on the woman Rita Skeeter, and she looked carefully at her back.

"That woman is Rita Skeeter? She seems to have terrible taste." Hermione complained about her outfit.

"I agree with you, let me say that Lockhart is more brilliant than her in this respect, and she is not without money...Oh, Merlin!" Ron suddenly wailed.

"What's the matter?"

"There, look over there," Ron pointed in the other direction, "Lockhart is here too, and the four peskys are here!"

Sure enough, Harry lifts the head and looked at Gilderoy Lockhart in a gorgeous robe with a charming smile on his face. He crossed the young wizard and faced Fudge and Lucius.

"He is like a peacock with the screen turned on." Ron's expression was very resisting-he was going to report to Lockhart's office tonight.

Lockhart gave a graceful ceremony, smiling very brightly, "Minister Fudge, Mr. Malfoy, it's an honor to meet you."

Fudge was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled. He stretched out his hands, "Mr. Lockhart, hello, I have read all your books. I must admit that it has been a great gain..." Lockhart said modestly: "I just did what I should do. Yes, Minister, I can’t turn a blind eye to the pitiful person in trouble."

Fudge said with emotion: "There are not many responsible adventurers like you."

Lockhart wanted to say something more, but Dumbledore stood up and said with a smile: "Fudge, let's take a look at the monster in Chamber of Secrets first." He waved wand to make the invisible protective barrier around Basilisk disappear.

"Oh, Dumbledore, yeah, that's right." Fudge squeezed the top hat in his hand. He turned around and ordered the tall, dark-skinned man next to him: "Kingsley , You go and check it."

The man named Kingsley stepped over the railing and walked to Basilisk's body. With a pair of dragon leather gloves, he carefully inspected the remains of Basilisk.

Felix didn't come forward. He saw a familiar silhouette, the Ravenclaw witch named Luna.

He paced over and stood beside her, "Luna."

"I like the gift you gave, Professor Haip." Her eyes fixed on Rita. Skeeter’s jewelry and glasses said in a singing voice: "I think she has a bad memory."

"Why do you say that?"

"She regretted putting some The important things are forgotten at home," Luna said.

Felix looks at Rita Skeeter, who keeps commanding assistants to take pictures. He is indifferent expression.

"Have you made friends with that little girl with flame-like hair?"

Luna gave him a surprised look, "We are already friends." She said He said thoughtfully: "I think the rooster doll I gave her played a big role."

"Yes!" Felix smacked his lips.

Not long after, Kingsley reported to Fudge: "Minister, confirm that it is Basilisk. There is no danger."

"Very well, Kingsley." Fudge was about to take a closer look at Basilisk. Before he took a step, he was stopped by Rita Skeeter's voice.

"Minister Fudge, I think we should take a photo together for tomorrow's front page." Skeeter said with a smile.

"Oh, of course there is no problem."

Several adults present stood in a row, and Rita Skeeter rushed over to pull Lockhart aside, who was occupying the center position." This is your place!"

Lockhart reluctantly stood on the edge.

"Professor Flitwick?"

Flitwick waved his hand and stepped aside.

"ka-cha!" With a shutter sound, the photo freezes.

Fudge, Dumbledore, Malfoy, Professor McGonagall, Kingsley stood together, and the background was a huge Basilisk.

Today’s task was completed, a few people stood beside Basilisk, Fudge took a few steps forward, straightened his stomach, and carefully observed Basilisk, "This thing has been in Hogwarts for thousands of years. How did it hide? Didn’t you find yourself?”

Professor McGonagall explained: “Through the pipelines all over Hogwarts-the school has undergone several renovations. The internal pipelines are densely packed. Few people can figure out the whole picture. I haven't checked it thoroughly."

Fudge didn't speak, and talked quietly with Lucius on the side.

Lockhart also came over, he looked at Basilisk, "It seems that it is not difficult to solve, I have encountered a Kelpie, it can fill half of a lake." He used the one in his hand. Wand knocked on Basilisk's fangs, just about to say a witty remark, but the wand in his hand immediately made a "zi zi" sound, "Oh, my God!" He shook wand frantically.

The young wizards on the sidelines retreat more than ten meters quickly, as if fleeing famine.

But the Ministry of Magic, who was looking towards Basilisk's head, suffered a long time. A drop of something mixed with saliva and venom was thrown on Fudge's face, making him emit Heaven-shaking, Earth-shattering cry Screams.

Lucius Malfoy quickly erected a magic barrier and watched the farce coldly. He maintained the magic and retreated, but after two steps back, he was blocked by a circular golden light.

Felix didn’t know when he lifted the wand, "young wizards, go back."

Several professors are doing the same thing, Flitwick, McGonagall, Dumbledore three defensive magic sets the center of the courtyard into a colorful setting.

Hagrid stretched out his big hand like a fan, one by one he lifted the fallen young wizard, and pushed it away.

But Lucius was the closest to Fudge and Lockhart. He was separated by layers of magic. A drop of venom mixed with saliva was thrown on his armor curse. The sound of "zi zi".

He looked pale and yelled: "Stop, you idiot!"

Lockhart flung the wand a few times before realizing what he had done, he stood in a panic In front of Fudge, he wanted to do something at a loss, "Oh, Minister Fudge, sorry!"

But Fudge's screams became louder and louder, his face became dark and his range was Naked eye's visible rate of expansion.

The scene is like a mess.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore yelled. He dispelled the magic that was in front of him, stepped forward a few steps, and pressed the wand against Fudge's face, spreading layers of golden from the tip. rays of light, the black traces of expansion stopped.

Dumbledore took a closer look. "Further treatment is needed, Fudge, I want to take you to the school hospital."

"No, take me to St. Mungo's! My face Ruined! Gilderoy Lockhart, I'm going to lock you into Azkaban #￥%&……#&……#" Fudge spit out a series of swear words.

"Oh, my goodness." Professor McGonagall pursed his lips and stared at Fudge who was frantic, resisting the urge to give him a Stunning Spell. Finally, the transfiguration professor yelled at the young wizard who was all around: "You, all young wizards! Get out of here and go to class!"

Rita Skeeter grabbed the camera excitedly, and kept pressing the shutter like a cramp. Her mouth was wide open, and two huge golden teeth were shining brightly in the sun.

"Look at that woman, I can see her posterior molars!" Ron, who was hiding by the courtyard column, pointed to Rita Skeeter and said, "She can get the big news today. !"