stonecrandall Chapter 145 Danger is all around us
Chapter 145 Danger is all around us
Chapter 145 Danger is all around us
Loila walked around Hogwarts with a sense of unease. Although Hogwarts was very large, it shouldn't be that big for Mr. Lockhart, right?
He definitely already knew that I was on patrol with him tonight—although Roy had no evidence, she made that judgment based on her intuition.
He might be lying in wait somewhere right now—maybe around the corner next to the women's restroom—or behind that statue in front.
Loila gripped her wand tightly, carefully avoiding these places. Faced with Mr. Lockhart's persistent pestering, she began to consider whether to use a spell—after all, forgetting spells wouldn't be dangerous, right?—Loila would only make Mr. Lockhart forget about inviting her.
This is significantly better for physical and mental health than visiting Mr. Lockhart's house.
But—now does seem like a really good time! Loila thought this subconsciously as she looked at the gloomy, dimly lit corridor—
It's so late at Hogwarts, no one will see me use any spells on Mr. Lockhart—and with the Silent Charm, I can do it without making any strange noise—
what----
Roy suddenly wanted to see Mr. Lockhart again—she subconsciously pursed her lips and looked around, searching for the figure with blond hair.
Unfortunately, she wasn't Mr. Lockhart and couldn't find someone at Hogwarts so easily.
Loira shook her head and gently patted her face—okay, what am I thinking? My purpose today was clearly to go to the Gryffindor common room to see if Mr. Riddle was there—
To be honest, Loila had begun to doubt whether Mr. Riddle was still at Hogwarts, after all, so much time had passed and nothing had happened.
Mr. Riddle has indeed left.
Just as Loila was pondering this, she suddenly heard something—
Hey!
It sounds like footsteps!
And those footsteps sound like—Mr. Lockhart?!
Loila was first surprised, then overjoyed! Mr. Lockhart had actually delivered himself to her doorstep!
Why do I feel like I'm a villain?
Ahem—Since Mr. Lockhart is here, then—that's wonderful!
As Loila thought this, she slightly tightened her grip on her wand and looked down into the corridor behind her, then waited expectantly for Mr. Lockhart to walk out of that corner.
"Miss Hamilton?" Lockhart seemed startled to see Loila standing there looking at him. He immediately put on a stiff smile and then subconsciously put his hands behind his back.
"Good evening—good evening, Mr. Lockhart." Loila pursed her lips and tried her best to greet Mr. Lockhart fluently—what a coincidence!
Loila gripped the wand hidden in her sleeve.
"Good evening, Miss Hamilton." Lockhart nodded slightly to Loila, but unexpectedly, he didn't rush up to greet her as he had before. Instead, he kept an odd distance from her.
Loira instinctively tried to move closer to Mr. Lockhart, but found that for every step she took forward, Mr. Lockhart took a step back.
"Lohart—Mr. Lockhart?" Royla stood frozen in place, whispering, "You—"
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Lockhart shook his head and put his hands behind his back. "I was just thinking about going on night patrol over there."
Are they patrolling over there at night?
Loila glanced instinctively behind Lockhart—wasn't that the direction of the Forbidden Forest?
Is the night patrol going to the Forbidden Forest? Loila felt a little strange—and why did Mr. Lockhart seem so—so afraid of her at night?
I haven't yet—wanted to take action, have I?
Or perhaps—Mr. Lockhart has already astutely discovered my thoughts?
This...this...this—
Loila froze on the spot—the wand she had been clutching tightly in her sleeve quickly retracted.
For a moment, the two Hogwarts night watchmen stood at opposite ends of the corridor, looking at each other in bewilderment.
"Ah—Miss Hamilton, I have something to attend to—I'll be going now—" Seemingly a little too awkward, Lockhart broke the silence with a slightly forced smile.
"Ah! That—" Loila saw him take a step back and subconsciously took a step, which caused Mr. Lockhart to take several more steps back.
"I—I want to talk about—the matter of being a guest—" Roy looked at Mr. Lockhart, who was retreating, and thought about it before coming up with this excuse.
Ah—how come I'm suddenly so clever when I'm doing something bad! Loila was somewhat amazed that she was a born member of the Wushi Party—
Is it hopeless for me to think of this now? — Besides, Mr. Lockhart doesn't seem to have fallen for the trap!
Lockhart raised an eyebrow in surprise upon hearing this, but did not step forward. Instead, he nodded after a few seconds of silence.
"Then—then tomorrow morning—shall we talk again?" He thought for a moment and said, "Isn't it a bit too late now?"
But—but we can't go back to sleep even if we don't talk—Roy watched Mr. Lockhart back away and began to think about how to stop him.
She felt that tonight would be the best opportunity!
First, use the Tongue-Stopping Curse to prevent Mr. Lockhart from using spells, then use the Stunning Curse to knock him unconscious—and then use the Forgetfulness Curse—that's the best-case scenario—if it doesn't go well, I'll have to consider using the Imperishable Curse. But just as Loila was thinking and gripping her wand tightly, she suddenly heard footsteps again.
Although they tried their best not to make a loud noise, Loila's pointed ears still heard them.
Is this—the footsteps of students?
Aside from Professor Flitwick, only students could make such footsteps.
Why—why are there students here at this hour?!
Loila bit her lip, unsure whether she should make a move—just as she hesitated, the sound rapidly approached.
"Huh?" The first thing she saw was a boy wearing glasses, followed by a red-haired boy and a girl with messy hair.
It's Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger!
"Professor Hamilton and—and Lockhart?" Ron paused for a moment, then instinctively tried to pull Harry back.
It's curfew now, it wouldn't be good if the professor found out!
However, as he stepped back, he stepped directly on Hermione, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground. His fall also caused Harry, whom he was pulling along, to fall to the ground as well.
In an instant, the three young wizards fell down in the corridor between Loila and Lockhart.
"Ah—Miss Hamilton, I have other matters to attend to, so please handle this." Lockhart, seeing this, readily agreed, "Shall we discuss that matter tomorrow morning?"
Before Loila could speak, Lockhart quickly turned and left, leaving her and the three embarrassed little wizards sitting on the ground.
"Did we interrupt Professor Hamilton and Lockhart's date?" Ron muttered to himself, earning a slap on the head from Hermione.
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