Harry had just pushed open the door when he bumped into Bart, who was about to knock on the door.
"Hey, Pulse Boy?"
Bart rubbed his nose and quickly said, "Harry, have you forgotten that the scary teacher is waiting for you to help him prepare the ingredients for his potion? He looks so scary that I have to help him run this errand. Later —" Bart gasped for breath.
He looked at the smirking Harry and was shocked.
Surprised, she asked, "Have you been drinking?"
"Haha … Haha … No!" Harry rubbed his cheeks that were obviously abnormally red and continued to smirk.
"I only drank a glass of Flame Supernova … and a glass of Champagne Supernova … Burp …"
"You're burping, Harry!" Bart patted Harry's head.
"Can you still help Professor Snape like this?" Harry took the opportunity to hang on to Bart.
She hiccupped and said, "It's … It's okay. Just send me there."
"Won't you be 'killed' by Professor Snape like this?" Bart remembered that Harry was not very fond of that teacher.
But Harry laughed even more happily, "Si … Snape … can't bear to see me die …"
Bart guessed that Harry probably misunderstood Snape because when the Potions Professor saw the smirking Harry, he looked like he wanted to chew Harry into a crucible. Bart was so scared that he immediately used his Lightning Speed to escape.
"Damn it …" Snape grabbed Harry who was almost thrown away by Bart and dragged him into the cellar with a dark face.
"Potter!"
In fact, Harry was still sober except for the fact that he could not control his smirk.
Immediately, he replied straightforwardly, "Aye! Professor Snape! "
Snape looked at Harry's stupid face, and thought about his important magic potion. He really did not have the mood to teach this idiot who secretly drank a lesson. Naturally, he did not want him to harm his magic potion ingredients, so he directly pressed the boy down on the side of his office desk.
Then, she pushed a pile of homework handed in by the second grade in front of him. "Finish marking them." Since he was already here.
Since he was already here, he should at least do something.
Harry, who was a little slow, looked at the quill in his hand and asked blankly, "Professor, can Gryffindor give E?"
Snape, who had already walked to the door of the laboratory, did not even turn his head, "No."
In the laboratory, Snape set up several crucibles at the same time. Above each crucible floated a clock that was counting down. The potion in the pot was boiling. When Snape saw that the four numbers on one of the clocks had reached zero, he immediately added in the unicorn blood that he had already prepared.
Five days ago, after that annoying competition in Quidditch, Mrs. Lovegood suddenly showed signs of soul exhaustion. After that, Mr. Lovegood and Dumbledore played a game of riddles. After that, Dumbledore patted his shoulder and said, "It's all up to you now, Dumbledore."
At that moment, Snape really wanted to straighten Dumbledore's crooked nose.
But that night, Dumbledore sent Nick Lemour's sorcerer's stone to him, and Lovegood and her husband were unconscious in the medical wing. It was said that Xenophilius had linked their souls together in order to prolong Kamia's life.
"... We don't know how long they can last, so it's all up to you, Severus." That was what the old bee said. He had just passed the responsibility to himself.
So what if he used a savior as a house-elf? Snape thought bitterly as he ground the sorcerer's stone into powder. He was also a house-elf who drank and slacked off.
Now that the school had lost two professors (Snape couldn't afford to be distracted in class), the animals knew that something big had happened, not to mention the terrible Quidditch disaster that had just happened. For a while, the castle was in a state of panic under the heavy rain. Rumors were flying everywhere, and the sales of the Daily Hogwarts soared. Dumbledore had no choice but to send a large number of articles to the editorial department to refute the rumors while at the same time finding ways to distract the children.
First, he invited Professor Slughorn, who had retired from raising seals at home, to temporarily be the professor of magic potions. Then, he gave Lockhart a month's salary so that he could also be the professor of literature. After that, he called for an emergency staff meeting. The focus of the meeting was the reform of the teaching model: all the teachers, including Professor Binns, must make the classes lively and interesting.
Apart from making Lockhart even more pompous, it didn't have any effect.
Ginny lay on her desk and looked at the rain outside the window. She felt that her whole body was about to go moldy together with her wand.
As Ron and Hermione refused to tell Ginny what had happened to Lovegood's family, she, like most people in the school, could only secretly guess what had happened to Professor Kamia. As for why she didn't think about Snape... well, in fact, one of the rumors was that Snape loved Professor Kamia but couldn't get her, so he put her in a coma with the "Sleeping Beauty" curse. Dumbledore couldn't find any evidence, so he could only temporarily suspend him for investigation.
Seeing that Ginny was still lying on her desk in a daze after class, Lockhart came down and knocked on her desk. "What's wrong, Ginevra?"
Ginny, who was already immune to this title, raised her eyelids and rolled her eyes at Lockhart.
Lockhart, on the other hand, was quite good-tempered. "Why are you so listless?"
Ginny sighed and forced herself to prop up her head. She said in a muffled voice, "I haven't talked to Luna for a week." Ever since that incident, Ginny rarely saw Luna. Although she knew that Luna was worried about her family, Ginny was still depressed. She thought that she could do something for Luna.
Lockhart touched Ginny's head, but found that the girl's long red hair was dripping wet like seaweed. Looking at the endless rain outside the window, Lockhart felt that his good mood had disappeared. He touched his chin without stubble and thought for a while. Then, Lockhart bent down and pushed Ginny, revealing a big smile. "Ginevra, want to go for a walk with me?"
Ginny's expression was as if she saw Lockhart suddenly shaved his head.
If someone was watching the Hogwarts in the rain from a window high up in the castle, he or she would find two idiots going crazy by the Black Lake.
"To prevent the world from being destroyed —"
"To protect the peace of the world —"
"To carry out love and true evil —"
"Lovely and charming sorcerer —"
"Ginevra!" Ginny used all her strength to point her wand at the Black Lake.
"Gidro!" Lockhart followed suit.
The two of them shouted at the turbulent lake, "A sunny tomorrow awaits us!" Then, at the same time, they threw out the things in their hands. A red long-handled umbrella glided a few meters on the lake, and then was blown further away by the wind.
Ginny looked at the big umbrella in Lockhart's hand and was embarrassed. "What did you throw out?"
"Uh..." Lockhart looked at his empty right hand. "The wand..."
Damn!
Ginny was about to scream, but Lockhart quickly held the girl down. "Hey, it's no big deal! Look! " The blond man took two steps back, swung his left hand, and threw out the black umbrella in his left hand with a standard bidding posture. Then, he spread his hands and smiled at Ginny. "I threw it farther than you..."
The pouring rain poured on the heads and bodies of the two people, but Ginny felt that only one of them had water in his brain, so she raised her foot and kicked. "Hurry up and get the wand back, you bastard!"
"But I can't swim, Ginevra!"
"But you're a professor!"
"A professor doesn't have to know how to swim!"
Ginny chased Lockhart all the way with the wand in her hand, and finally stopped, panting and holding her knees. Lockhart also stopped running, and Ginny could only see his blurry smiling face through the curtain of rain.
"I'm not going to chase him, anyway, I won't be the one getting fired..." Ginny panted for a while, and suddenly felt that the depression that had been bottled up in her throat for the past few days had been released. "Phew..."
Lockhart smiled and looked at Ginny, who was lying on a rock by the lake, resting. Her long red hair hung in the air, as if she was fishing for something.
"Crazy Professor Lockhart." Ginny looked at the cloudy sky, and her face was covered with cold rain. "Have you seen the sea?"
"Yes, I have." Lockhart's blond curly hair had long been wet, and it stuck to his forehead in a not-so-delicate manner. "I used to live in a small town by the sea. Every day in my dreams, I would hear the sea rolling in waves, and then fish and shrimp would be left on the beach... What's wrong, Ginevra?"
Ginny turned over and looked at the wide black lake with undulating waves in front of her. "Professor Kamia asked me to act as Captain Carter, but I've never seen the sea."
"Captain Carter? The blind Captain Carter? "As expected of someone who could substitute for literature classes, Lockhart immediately reacted.
Ginny nodded. Lockhart pondered for a while and smiled. "It's not easy to make you happy for a while, and now you're sighing again."
Ginny lay on the rock and pouted. "Sorry."
Lockhart knocked the girl's head, and then, like magic, he took out a chocolate ball from his pocket and handed it to Ginny. "Here, have a candy."
Ginny looked at Lockhart and hesitated for a moment, but the blond man's smile did not change. It was still as charming as when he first poked his head out from behind the bookshelf. Ginny lowered her eyelids, took the chocolate ball, peeled off the foil, and stuffed it into her mouth.
The chocolate melted instantly, and Ginny felt like she had swallowed a cloud. Her whole body was light. Then, she tasted the taste of the wind, the jungle, the canyon, the tiger lilies, and the glittering fairy dust in her throat... Just like every time, Ginny's eyes instantly turned red, and she trembled with excitement.
"Ginevra? Ginevra? "Lockhart asked nervously." How do you feel? "
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