Under the threat of death, some Aurors, who were already afraid of death, took advantage of no one to attack them and took the lead in Apparating away from the battlefield!

Lockhart grabbed the fallen crown and glanced at the surroundings: Hermione wanted to get close to him, but the spell was flying, and she was so scared that she squatted and squatted, unable to come over immediately; Blake grabbed with one hand. Lived Harry, battling two hitters at the same time, ready to Apparate at any time; Voldemort, behind a slew of wizards, held a curved wand in his left hand slightly rusty, and attacked Scrimgeour without interruption. , making him dangerous.

"Leave that impostor!" The fake Lockhart thief shouted and pointed at Lockhart holding the Horcrux, shouting loudly. Lockhart's strength frightened him, and he did not dare to come and fight Lockhart at close range. Yes, but it's okay to harass him by Apparating!

Lockhart was going to leave immediately, but now he had to continue fighting his opponent. Being targeted by such a powerful Death Eater, he had no chance to Apparate at all.

"Go away!" Moody yelled at Lockhart, standing between him and the wizard who was preventing him from Apparating. "Go away, right now!"

Now is not the time to be a hero, the chance to leave the battlefield is fleeting! Lockhart stared at Moody's back, as if to imprint his generous figure in his mind, then grabbed the crown in his hand and nodded to Hermione, signaling her to leave too. With a random thought in his mind, Lockhart began to Apparate.

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A beautiful small lake surrounded by trees, sparkling in the setting sun, there is a small house by the lake, no one has lived in it for a long time, but for some reason, the house is always kept clean and tidy. With a crisp sound, a man holding a wooden stick in one hand and a charred object in the other appeared by the lake, frightening the wild ducks that were preying and playing, and also frightened the fish in the water from the shore back to the lake deep.

It was Lockhart, who Apparated to the edge of his house, walked around the lake, and arrived home.

Can't stay long, go in and get something and leave, Lockhart waved his wand, the door of the house opened, and he walked in.

"Master! You haven't been back for a long time!" Jim screamed excitedly at once, "Is the master sleeping at home tonight, Jim is going to prepare the bath water... What does the master want to eat at night, cod or steak, other Jims can also immediately Go buy it! The house has been cleaned--"

"Okay, don't bother... I'll go right away." Lockhart waved his hand impatiently, and kept walking into the house, "What are you doing—"

Aware of the sound outside the back door, Lockhart raised his wand, "Boom!" The entire back door was smashed with a bang, and a phantom hiding behind the door was also shot away, and Lockhart dodged and rushed up.

"Reveal!" A magic spell brought out the downed Invisible, and Lockhart knocked him unconscious, kicking his wand off.

Grabbing the masked man's arms and looking at it, there was no Dark Mark, Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief, not afraid of attracting Voldemort, and pointed his wand in his face: "I'm sorry, who asked you to bring a Death Eater with you. Where's the mask - Avada Suomin!"

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There are actually Death Eaters watching! But it's no wonder that his address is not a big secret, so after the war began, he lived in the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix and the Black family's house for a long time, not only protected from enthusiastic book fans, but also protected by the Faithful Charm...

"Master! What's the matter?" Jim asked in a startled, trembling voice.

"It's nothing, it's a stalking Death Eater, didn't you notice suspicious people around the house at home!"

"No, Master, you said Jim just needs to take care of the housework..." Jim looked at him pitifully.

"Okay, nothing to do with you, don't stay here, it's too dangerous, just find a place to hide, I'll call you and come back."

"Good host!"

Lockhart walked upstairs to his room. He is a wizard who has no background and is not very rich. He was rich and couldn't buy a house elf... But Narcissa used to be his own brainless fan. A book lover, who often visits the house, not only did he cheat with himself in the end, but he also didn't know where to get a house elf for himself. Speaking of which, my two house-elves are actually from the Malfoy family - as a contracted magical creature, it seems to prove that the Lockhart of the Ministry of Magic is fake... But who would believe a house elf? Let him protect himself.

Going upstairs, Lockhart took many things that he thought were memorable, such as certificates of awards, medals, manuscripts of books he had written, and pictures with celebrities. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back here for a long time... I also took a few blankets and a magic tent that I rarely use.

Alone in the old house packing things, Lockhart's tears suddenly overflowed from his eyes - the magic note for contact made by Moody suddenly turned to ashes in his pocket, Lockhart didn't even have time to contact Moody once with this note, and Moody's…

Alastor Moody, young Aurors like to call him Mad-Eye, this legendary former Auror has no idea how many young people he has trained to become a qualified Auror, and how many dark wizards he has captured for the Ministry of Magic , how much help he has provided to the Order of the Phoenix... He is so strong and cautious that no one would have thought that he would also miss a moment. But today, in order to cover his departure, he burned his potential to entangle a large number of Death Eaters, and at the same time gave up escaping.

Despite trying not to think about it, Moody was really dead this time.

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Lockhart's father - because his mother concealed that he was a wizard, and was disgusted with her and even Lockhart, Lockhart received Hogwarts at the age of 11. He has not received much guidance and love from his father.

At Hogwarts, although he is excellent, he is not very outstanding. He cannot be surrounded by many professors like Harry, or even the headmaster himself teaches lessons for him.

But what he didn't expect was that in the two years after graduating from Hogwarts and joining the Ministry of Magic as an Auror, his instructor, Moody, gave him what he wanted most: one-on-one, selfless teaching and " care". Although Moody was harsh and rough in his training as an Auror, in retrospect the three years of Auror training under him were some of the most fulfilling and intense days of Lockhart's life.

For Lockhart, Moody was also a teacher and a friend, and he even played a role in Lockhart's life and values ​​that his father and school professor could not give - even under the temptation of the flowery world, Lockhart's behavior and values Hart went to sea to compile books to cheat money and sex, UU reading www.uukanshu. com has always insisted on not doing serious evil, on the one hand because it does not want to cause trouble for Moody's, and on the other hand, even under the subtle influence of Moody's, it does not want to become a villain.

Lockhart packed his things, walked out of the house, got on his broom and left here. The Ministry of Magic must now be looking for himself and other Aurors through Floo usage records, and every time he used Floo to Apparate, he had to get away immediately. Apparition site to avoid getting caught.

Moody is dead, but now is not the time to grieve for him, what to do? First meet the escaped people, then find a way to safely destroy the wounded Horcrux, and then avenge Moody...

There are a lot of things to do. First, we have to find the survivors who escaped. The meeting point we agreed to before is probably not safe. I don’t know how many people have been arrested. It is very likely that the Death Eaters have used Veritaserum to press the place. Out.

Dumbledore, Moody, and Scrimgeour, in Lockhart's eyes, these three are like the three pillars of the white wizarding world. mixed fame. Now that two of the three pillars have collapsed, and the last one is still uncertain, where should he go now, like a hozen tree, or will he become a pillar by himself?

—(To be continued.)