Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 180, 178 Mr. Lockhart Dursley, help me.

Chapter 180, 178. Mr. Lockhart Dursley, help me.

"Dali, is this the advanced magic you were talking about?"

Hermione looked at Dudley with suspicion. Dudley was sitting lazily in a chair, holding a book in his hands, or rather, a novel.

A novel I am very familiar with.

Author – Gilderoy Lockhart

"Does Lockhart's stuff even deserve to be called advanced magic?" Hermione emphasized again.

The disciplinary team agrees that Lockhart is a good-for-nothing.

His various incompetent actions at Hogwarts, being instantly defeated by Neville in a one-on-one fight, and having relationships with students—these stains can never be completely erased.

"No, although he wrote it, the content is indeed based on true events, only the protagonist is not him."

Dali slowly put down his book and said seriously.

The title of that novel is—"Wandering with Werewolves".

The Aurors from the Ministry of Magic initially took him away on the moral grounds of "a professor having a relationship with a female student." However, he reacted too violently, resulting in him assaulting an Auror and incurring an additional charge. Logically, even so, given his status, he could have easily resolved the matter with a few Galleons.

However, the Aurors soon discovered that things were not as simple as they had imagined.

After a lengthy interrogation, Lockhart broke down and confessed to his crimes.

He stole the experiences of other wizards and used a forgetting spell to make them forget everything.

"Lohart attacked those wizards? Stole their work?!"

After hearing Dudley's story, Hermione gritted her teeth and said, "What a hopeless bastard."

If there's anything worse than plagiarism, it's stealing the original author's work and silencing them.

"So he stayed in Azkaban, which was his just punishment."

Dudley tapped the book cover lightly with his knuckles.

"The events in the book belong to other wizards; they were not fabricated out of thin air."

"The wizard in this book exorcised the werewolf, not with wolfsbane, but with magic."

Dali emphasized one point regarding the wolfsbane medicine.

"Oh my God!" Hermione exclaimed.

She clearly realized what was happening.

To date, the only method in the wizarding world that can restore a werewolf's sanity and turn it back into human form is the wolfsbane potion. If Lockhart's description is true, then it means that a werewolf can be restored to sanity using a spell.

Not all werewolves are voluntary; the vast majority are forced into becoming werewolves.

For example, the malicious spread of information by some werewolves.

These werewolf wizards cannot integrate into the normal wizarding community. Their irrational transformations at least once a month deter most wizards. In most cases, they are forced into the dark wizarding camp due to life's circumstances. A small number will not join either side, wandering in the gray area until they die alone.

The only antidote, Wolfsbane Potion, is an extremely expensive potion. The high level of craftsmanship and the high cost of raw materials are the main reasons why Wolfsbane Potion is so hard to find.

Most importantly, werewolf wizards are generally very poor.

No werewolf wizard would be willing to pay a high price for a bottle of wolfsbane potion just to suppress their monthly transformation.

If this curse could be found, it would be a godsend for these people.

This is good news for the entire wizarding community.

"I think I should go and see my former Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

Dudley said that he wanted to learn the spell.

Azkaban is the highest-level prison in the magical world, located on a small island in the cold waters of the North Sea. It is a wizarding prison far from people and situated on a secluded island.

They are guarded by a group of terrifying creatures called Dementors, who feed on the souls of others.

Compared to the clear skies over other seas, Azkaban is always shrouded in dark clouds, giving it a rather gloomy appearance.

Dudley arrived at the island by boat.

"Mr. Dursley, this is the only way we can take you. Lockhart is being held just ahead."

The nominal jailer of Azkaban spoke from the ship, glancing with lingering fear at the small island not far away and the black robes that kept fluttering in the sky.

Even normal people would go insane if they stayed in Azkaban for too long.

Although Azkaban is nominally under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic, the Dementors and the Ministry of Magic are not actually subordinate to each other, nor are they in a cooperative relationship.

The Ministry of Magic is only responsible for dumping prisoners on this island; the actual guards are Dementors.

Rather than saying the Ministry of Magic employed Dementors, it would be more accurate to say the Ministry of Magic fed them.

Of course, the Ministry of Magic and the Dementors also had an agreement that the Dementors could not leave Azkaban without a reason, nor could they attack the people of the Ministry of Magic.

"I see."

Dudley paid no heed to the Dementors in the sky and headed straight for the place where Lockhart was imprisoned.

Soon, he arrived at a cell where a disheveled man was sitting listlessly.

Lockhart.

Lockhart was in very poor condition after being imprisoned in Azkaban for a while.

The jailers say Lockhart is particularly favored by the Dementors.

It seems to be because he has had many pleasant experiences.

Happiness is food for Dementors.

"My dear Professor Lockhart, you look terrible. I think your new book should be changed from 'My Time at Hogwarts' to 'My Time at Azkaban'."

"It might be unexpectedly popular."

Dudley's voice caught Lockhart's attention.

Upon seeing Dudley, Lockhart scrambled to the cell, as if he had found a lifeline.

"Mr. Dursley, please help me!"

It's clear that Lockhart cherishes his time in Azkaban; look how excited the boy is!

"I think we should discuss a deal."

Dudley pulled a few books out of his pocket and handed them to Lockhart.

"I need you to tell me about these wizards whose memories you've erased."

Each of Lockhart's books represents the erasure of a wizard's memory, and each wizard here has an impressive background and strength; their experience is what Dudley values.

Don't expect the Ministry of Magic to find and heal these wizards.

Waiting for the Ministry of Magic to handle things is probably going to take forever.

"I'll tell you everything, as long as you can get me out of here."

Lockhart said, with snot and tears streaming down his face.

At this point, he no longer cared about his image; all he wanted was to get out of this damned place.

Dementors are so terrifying that he vowed to write a novel about them once he got out.

"Professor Lockhart, I think you've misunderstood something. I'm not discussing this with you."

"Although it's a transaction, I'm the only one who decides the details."

Dudley patted Lockhart on the shoulder.

"You have no room for negotiation. You can refuse if you can bear the consequences."

"pain."

Lockhart collapsed to the ground as if electrocuted, his body convulsing.