At 8 p.m., as usual, Lockhart replied to a book fan in his office.

Someone knocked on the door, it should be Harry Potter who came to labor and serve. "Come in, little guy, you're finally here."

"Hi, Professor, do you need any help?" Lockhart looked up and saw that it was Hermione. "And Harry, it should be him. Does he want to be lazy?"

"No, Professor, Harry went to help Ron with the cleaning. I came here voluntarily."

"Oh no, Miss Granger, if you're right, I don't need your labor services, I can handle this." Lockhart was about to cultivate a friendship with the Savior, but it turned out that Hermione, now Hermione Min is only thirteen years old and has no attraction to Lockhart. "Go back. I'll take care of you if you want to help."

"Professor." Hermione was ordered to be expelled, her eyes were red and tears were falling, "I just want to help."

"Well, maybe you can help me write a few letters." For the sake of Hermione's future growth, Lockhart made a concession.

"Okay professor." Hermione smiled immediately, the grievances just now were all fake, she jumped over and sat down.

"Cough, please help me reply to Ms. Vinton first."

"These envelopes are so fragrant, Professor." Hermione picked up a pen to help answer the letter.

These envelopes are sprayed with perfume containing a small amount of **** agent, which will not cause harm to the human body, and can also make the aroma more charming. This has become a habit in the upper class, and it can effectively maintain the enthusiasm of book lovers. Of course, Lockhart will not tell child's.

"Is there any difficulty in studying? How about the book I lent you?" Now that this is the case, let's check the favorability of the female Savior's teammates by the way.

"Yeah~ It's nice, but it's not as nice as the professor's adventure story."

"Haha, isn't it, I'm honored to receive such an evaluation from Miss Granger. Well, then reply to Sir William. Miss Hermione's writing is good."

"Well, my parents taught me to write when I was very young, and my teachers often praised my writing skills."

"Granger, what do your parents do?" Lockhart kept looking for a topic.

"They are all dentists, professor, do you know a dentist?"

"Of course, it's the profession of showing people's teeth in the Muggle world. I was also seen by a dentist when I was a child. It's really not a good memory."

"Has the professor also lived in the Muggle world? I thought that powerful wizards like you were born with wizards."

Lockhart smiled: "I am a half-blood wizard, my father is a Muggle nobleman, and my mother is a witch. When I showed some magical talents when I was a child, my mother was very happy, but I only knew I was a wizard when I was 11 years old. Before that, I thought I had supernatural abilities and was the savior of this world."

"Ha, it turns out that someone as powerful as the professor was similar to me when he was a child." Hermione instantly felt that Lockhart was more cordial.

"Actually, those pure-blood wizards who consider themselves noble lived like Muggles when they were young. Young wizards can't control their magic power. If they teach them some magic, they may hurt themselves."

"Hmph, no wonder those Slytherins look so awesome, that's how they are in class." Hermione said disdainfully.

"That's right, I prefer excellent students to pure-blood wizards."

"Professor, I must study hard!" Hermione seemed eager to express herself.

"Don't worry, can I believe it?" Lockhart looked at the little witch amusingly.

So a voluntary labor service took place in a friendly and warm atmosphere, and Hermione secretly moved the chair a few times, trying to sit closer to her idol.

When Lockhart looked up, he saw Hermione was secretly looking at him, and Lockhart had to smile at her. Hermione turned her head blushing when she was found.

Now it was Lockhart's turn to look at Hermione, but the professor didn't need to cover up when he looked at the students. Lockhart leaned back in his chair and looked at Hermione carefully, with fair skin, straight and slender eyebrows, and a small nose. The red face, but unfortunately the messy hair made her lose a lot of points, but from the perspective of an adult, Hermione was indeed a beauty. Now, still a cute little girl with a little baby fat.

Lockhart couldn't help but think of the world of his past life. It seemed that having a girlfriend under the age of 14 was considered **** anyway and would be sentenced. Gosh, what are you thinking, what does this have to do with Hermione, Lockhart can't help laughing at himself.

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Lockhart was so relaxed that he actually burst out laughing.

Seeing the professor laughing out loud, Hermione couldn't help asking nervously, "Professor, what's the problem? Is it funny how I look now?"

"No, no, I remembered my first love when I was in school. She was as cute as you." Lockhart explained quickly.

"Really?" Ben expected Hermione to look shy, but unexpectedly she had a surprised expression, "Professor, I'd like to be your girlfriend."

Lockhart was taken aback. He was confessed by such a young girl? Doesn't she like Ron? Will this affect the plot?

I was thinking about how to answer. Hermione helped him clear the siege. "Hee hee, I'm kidding you, professor."

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and you would molest people at such a young age, you **** know-it-all.

"Ahem, Hermione, my girlfriend's hair back then wasn't as messy as yours, so why don't you take care of it?"

"Every time I combed it, it happened again when I woke up. I really want to cut them off." Hermione also seemed to be scratching her hair annoyed.

"I have my special softener here, wait a minute." Lockhart flipped through his bag and took out a bottle. Lockhart once wanted to use conditioner to make a fortune, but it was made from the egg yolk of the bird snake. Conditioners are too expensive and unstable to give up. But still using it. "As a thank you for replying to my letter, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com gave you this bottle. Remember to straighten your hair and come to class in the future."

"Wow, thank you Professor!"

Lockhart was admiring the surprise look of little Loli, but a flash of light flashed in his mind. Oh shit, Harry was supposed to answer my letter today, and when I went back, I seemed to hear the voice of a basilisk, and now Hermione came running Step in, don't know if Harry will be okay.

"What's the matter, professor."

"Hermione, it's getting late. I'll take you back. You can come and help me reply when you have time."

"Ah, isn't it, it's 11 o'clock!" Hermione was also taken aback, it was curfew time, "Don't bother professor, I'll go back by myself."

Lockhart was worried about Harry at this time, grabbed Hermione, and hurried out.

When walking to the aisle, he met Harry and Ron, "Good evening professor, uh..." - Ron saw the hand that Lockhart and Hermione were holding, and Hermione quickly pulled it out.

"Ah, Harry and Ron, you'll be fine, Hermione, go back to the dormitory with your classmates."

"What do you mean we're fine? Lockhart really wants us to have an accident?" Ron complained on the way back to the dormitory.

"It's too late, the professor is worried about you!" Hermione was very dissatisfied with Ron's attitude.

"Hermione, why did you start with Lockhart, you have to be careful, maybe that Lockhart is a little girl-controlled pervert."

"You're not allowed to speak ill of the professor." Hermione flushed with anger.

Harry was thinking about the mysterious sound he just heard. Was it a hallucination or an omen? Ron interrupted impatiently: "Shut up Ron, Lockhart is our professor, respect."

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