After the winter vacation, Lockhart began to observe secretly who might be Barty Jr, although he knew that there was no hope. Although he didn't want to admit it, this time Barty Jr really got Lockhart in - he couldn't find him.

Don't fall into my hands, Barty Jr. I'll let you enjoy the Cruciatus torture, and then let you beg me to kill you, Lockhart thought hard.

Unlike when he had just crossed over, Lockhart felt that the Salvation Trio was a little too reliant on and trusted him - Hermione brought Harry and Ron to ask how to deal with the second game again.

"Well, did you unlock the secret of the golden egg?" Lockhart said, "Good job."

"Professor, do you have any good way to get people moving in the water?" Harry asked.

"There are many ways, but you should think about it for yourself." Lockhart felt that he should be persuaded, and he couldn't tell him everything at once.

"There may be some spells that will solve the problem, but we haven't learned anything like that," said Hermione.

"Neville said he had a gillsweed that allowed one to breathe underwater," Harry said hesitantly, "but we don't know where to get it."

"Maybe it's time to steal from Professor Snape," Ron suggested. "He's got everything."

"My God, at this time, if you want to ask for props, or learn a magic trick temporarily, as long as you ask it, even if it is Professor Snape, I think it will let go and not deliberately make things difficult... Don't always be Thinking of secretly! Harm others!" Lockhart warned the three little lions with wide eyes.

Suddenly, something flashed in Lockhart's mind. He grabbed Harry and said, "Harry, who gave you the idea for the gillsweed?"

"It's Neville, what's the matter, Professor?"

"Take me to him," Lockhart suspected that Barty Jr reminded Neville, "Quick!"

Neville was reading a book in the herbal medicine classroom, "Neville, who told you about the sarcoid?"

"Ah, Professor..." Neville looked up and saw Lockhart a little nervous. "It was mentioned in this book. Harry happened to ask me, so I told him."

Lockhart snatched the book. It was a normal book. There was no black magic. The only abnormality was that it appeared so coincidentally—"Neville! Who gave you the book?"

"It was sent to me anonymously, I don't know who..."

Lockhart stroked his forehead for a while in disappointment: Yes, how could Barty Jr show such obvious slapsticks? He took it for granted.

He turned around and left, leaving Neville with an inexplicable face to ask Harry, "Professor, what's wrong?"

The little beauty Pandora, who tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, has maintained a feverish curiosity and enthusiasm for the kind of "sports" that she has not done in the past 14 years. During a winter vacation, she didn't see her lover. She ran to Lockhart's office every day during the day, and secretly ran to Lockhart's dormitory at night. Her enthusiasm and youthful and energetic body made Lockhart feel as if she was returning home. At eighteen - now Lockhart is really in love with a girl for the first time.

February 24th, the second game.

When Harry shoved a small ball into the mouth under Lockhart's close watch, and Snape was expressionless next to him, Lockhart knew that Harry must have asked Snape for it, and Snape also gave.

Seemingly feeling Lockhart's gaze, Snape turned back and gave Lockhart a fierce look.

"If Potter didn't say you asked him to ask me what I wanted, I wouldn't have given it to him." Severus couldn't help but want to explain...

"Hmph, Severus, why are you always having trouble with James' son, he's been dead for so many years," Lockhart completely ignored Snape's attacking eyes~lightnovelpub.net~You now You should live your own life, like me, find a lovely and beautiful girl and enjoy life. do you think so? Baby~" - the last sentence was addressed to Pandora who was sitting next to him. After kissing her, the little girl was extremely shy in front of her dean and wanted to shrink into Lockhart's pocket.

"It's none of your business, Gilderoy," Snape said dryly, his mouth full of venom seemingly having nowhere to spray.

"Severus, in fact, your ruthlessness and sternness are quite acceptable among girls," Lockhart continued to tease Snape, "they are just fine. In the eyes of many scumbags, you are expressionless. Simply cool."

Snape seemed to be trying his best not to stand up and beat Lockhart. He stared at the arena and squeezed a sentence between his teeth: "Shut up, Gilderoy."

"Alas, Severus, you always speak ill of people who really care about you, like a child."

Snape's face flushed red.

Pandora also seemed to think Snape's appearance was very interesting, so he couldn't help laughing, and then held back in fear. Lockhart ignored Snape, turned his head and whispered some love words to Pandora.

At this time, in the arena - Potter had just come out of the water, he rescued two, Filch was holding a blanket to warm the players and the rescued, the judges were grading, and Fleur walked to Harry leaned forward and kissed Harry on the cheek, then turned to Ron and kissed him again.

Lockhart has no interest in this - he already has a plan in his mind, and the game ahead will go ahead. Anyway, as long as he stops Harry from touching the trophy in the end, all Barty's previous efforts will be in vain. Lockhart was looking forward to the look on Barty Jr. seeing all this. Can't find you and can deal with you!

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