Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 173, Section 171: Lockhart, Your Secret Has Been Exposed

Spring goes and autumn comes; a year passes quickly.

The young wizards at Hogwarts are about to face their annual final exams.

On the first day after the exams, the professors also began assigning holiday homework.

Don't assume that Hogwarts doesn't have final assignments, or that young wizards can play freely just because they can't cast spells at home. The professors at Hogwarts have a lot of assignments (see "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban" for details), which are mostly in the form of papers.

If you don't study properly during the holidays, you definitely won't be able to finish. Harry complained about this more than once during his first-year holidays.

Of course, that's not entirely true; at least one professor didn't plan to assign any holiday homework.

"I am very sorry, I wanted to teach you for a few more years, but unfortunately I have to leave. Next year your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will be replaced again."

Lockhart, dressed in a light blue outfit, stood on the podium feigning sadness and, with what he considered a charming and exaggerated gesture, said, "Don't miss me. If you miss me, you can write to me, but don't forget to buy my new book. I will definitely reply to you."

Anyway, he doesn't plan to continue teaching here next year, so homework and such are completely meaningless.

He is already working on his new book, "My Experience with Hogwarts".

The Duelists Club, the Basilisk, the Chamber of Secrets—the experiences Lockhart had at Hogwarts were enough to complete his new book.

Although he has nothing to do with anything except the Duelist Club, that doesn't stop him from incorporating it into his novels.

It's based on a true story, so it didn't have to be exactly the same.

"If I could, I really would like to spend more time with you all; you're all amazing."

"Miss Hannah, you are... I hope you will remember me."

"Mr. Justin, you are..."

"Mr. Seamus, you are..."

Lockhart began calling roll in the classroom, bidding farewell to everyone one by one, much like in many school dramas.

"Harry Potter, you will become the next star of the wizarding world."

"."

"Especially you, Mr. Dursley, you are the brightest student I have ever taught. Keep it up, you will become an excellent wizard."

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Although it's a cliché, it works very well.

Many of the young wizards whose names he called out burst into tears on the spot.

Of course, there were also quite a few junior wizards who didn't give him a friendly look, for example...

"And then there's your borscht, and your hair is as red as your name."

Ron: "My name is Te-mo."

"Finally, it's you, Naba."

Neville: "."

"Parting is for a better reunion. When we meet again, I hope you will still call me professor."

"You are my students, my beloved students."

After Lockhart finished speaking, he pretended to be sad and wiped his eyes with a handkerchief, which blocked the view of the other young wizards. It seemed that he did not want others to see his sadness. After a while, when he removed the handkerchief, his eyes were red and swollen, as if he had been crying.

It was onion; he added onion to the handkerchief.

The most primitive method is always the most effective.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was really reluctant to part with it.

In fact, he has already performed the same plot in several other grades, and he will be performing it in the first grade later. Don't doubt Lockhart's professionalism as an actor; he is very professional and excellent in this regard.

His performance was undoubtedly a success, and it certainly stirred the emotions of many young wizards.

"Professor Lockhart may not be very capable, but he's a good teacher."

Many sentimental young wizards thought so, selectively ignoring Lockhart's various outrageous actions throughout the year.

They're about to leave, why are you still clinging to them?

Even if they didn't actually like Lockhart that much, their feelings had already developed to this point.

Just like during military training, even though some people initially hated the instructors terribly, they still cried their eyes out when it was time to part ways.

Years later, the other person's phone number may still be in your contacts, but you may no longer recognize who it is.

A somber mood permeated the classroom.

Many of the little wizards who hadn't cried just moments before were now secretly wiping away tears, with Hufflepuffs being the most numerous—these poor, honest children.

This atmosphere continued until the classroom door was violently pushed open.

A middle-aged man with a solemn expression walked in.

"Excuse me, Professor Lockhart, no, Mr. Lockhart, we need to interrupt your lecture."

After looking around, he said with a slightly sarcastic tone, "Oh, perhaps it's not a lesson. It seems you're already prepared to say goodbye."

"Mr. Gadwin, I don't understand what you're talking about? You've come here to see me?"

Lockhart, slightly annoyed, told the other person that he was from the Auror office and that he had dealt with him a few times, so he knew him.

"If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I think I'll send a letter to Mr. Fudge."

Lockhart is a celebrity in the wizarding world, and the honors he usually flaunts are not something that ordinary people can obtain.

With a huge fan base and numerous honors, although he doesn't have much power, his words still carry some weight.

Gadwin stared at him, a hint of disdain in his eyes, and said with a sneer, "We received a report. Lockhart, you've been caught."

"You need to come back with us now to be investigated."

Gadwin looked at Lockhart with disdain. This guy had used deception and other methods to have sex with female students more than once during his time at Hogwarts.

A professor? He's worse than an animal, utterly disgusting and despicable.

Unfortunately, if it can be proven that these female students were there voluntarily, he won't be able to be punished for anything.

At most, he'll be allowed a few days' visit to the Ministry of Magic, and he'll be released soon.

But even so, we can't just let it go.

"You may remain silent, but some of what you say will be presented as evidence."

After he finished speaking, several Aurors in uniform filed in.

"I've been caught? What happened?"

Lockhart stared blankly at the Auror, countless thoughts flashing through his mind. Then he immediately remembered using the Oblivion Charm to attack other wizards and steal their experiences.

Only this event can be considered an incident.

"How could they possibly know? I've never told anyone."

This is the biggest secret he keeps hidden in his heart.

In a trembling voice, he asked Gadwin, "Where are we going?"

"Wizengamo!"

Upon hearing the word, Lockhart began to tremble all over.

The only things that could get him into Wizengamot are those he's done.

"Damn it, they really found out!"

Lockhart began to frantically rack his brains.

(End of this chapter)