Lockhart Attacked?

Why is the door open?

"Has Lockhart been attacked?!"

"Keep your voice down! And don't get so excited!"

"Ron! Hermione! Look! It really is Lockhart!"

"I knew it! He really was attacked!"

"Ron?"

"Ahem... Yes... This is a serious matter... We can't be so happy..."

"Hermione! Ron! Look! Did his eyelid twitch just now?"

In his dazed state, Lockhart heard the voices of three students...

Although he could hear these sounds, they seemed to go in one ear and out the other, and he had no idea what they were saying.

As Lockhart became more conscious, the pain in his body became more and more pronounced.

He felt as if his head had been hit with a hammer, and his body was in excruciating pain, as if he had been crushed by a boulder.

Lockhart was filled with doubt...

Why am I like this?

Who attacked me?

Oh, right! Just as he was about to use the Obliviation Charm to erase Snape's memories, Snape struck first...

"Hermione, what should we do now? Take him to the Hospital Wing?"

Lockhart heard Harry's voice and opened his eyes with great difficulty.

With the help of the setting sun, he finally managed to make out the three students in front of him.

Of the three students, he was most impressed by Harry.

As for the other two students...

The brown-haired girl, presumably Hermione, seemed to be a fan of hers. She had even come to get her autograph before so she could better read "Travel with a Ghoul".

Hermione saw Lockhart open his eyes and waved her hand, "Professor Lockhart? Professor Lockhart?"

Lockhart tried to stand up, but his hands felt like they were being pierced by steel needles; even the slightest movement was extremely painful, causing him to gasp in shock.

Hermione asked immediately, "Professor Lockhart, how are you?"

"Ron, lend a hand!" Harry stepped forward and grabbed Lockhart's arm.

Ron nodded and, together with Harry, helped Lockhart up.

"Hiss... hiss..." Lockhart's face contorted in pain, veins bulging, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He was finally carried to a seat, forcing out an extremely awkward smile. "I'm fine... I was just attacked by a monster, and it was a huge one!"

"Where's my wand?" He instinctively reached into his pocket, but found nothing. "I just hurt the monster in the Chamber of Secrets... there should be blood on it..."

"So you stabbed... that monster with your wand?" Ron asked with a strange expression. "Won't it break? How come there's blood?"

"Pfft..." Harry couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He looked around and picked up the wand lying on the ground. "Professor Lockhart, this should be your wand."

"Oh, thank you!" Lockhart took the wand and waved it lightly, then looked at the three and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Hermione immediately replied, "We just went to the library to study and just got back."

"The library! That's a great place!" Lockhart began to observe the expressions of the three. "You can learn so much there! It shouldn't be boring, right?"

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance, and Harry nodded somewhat stiffly. "It's fine... it's fine..."

"I've learned so much!" Hermione nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice. "You must have been like that back then, right? That's how you were able to use so much magic during your adventures!"

Lockhart looked thoughtfully at Harry and Ron, "It seems you find the library a bit boring..."

He then turned to Hermione beside him, "You find the library interesting... boring and interesting, now I understand..."

Wizet's initial guess was entirely correct: using emotions as a starting point to cast the Obliviation Charm was Lockhart's unique trick.

Lockhart always had a sense of confidence that, at least in terms of the Obliviation Charm, even Dumbledore was not as proficient as him.

The Obliviation Charm cast in this way can not only effectively erase a memory, but also leave no trace, and the corresponding memory will be difficult to recover even Counter-Curse.

Unless... the person who casts the Counter-Curse also knows how to use emotions as a breakthrough point, and then casts the Counter-Curse to Obliviation.

Even so, he wasn't really worried, because the memories stripped away by the Obliviation Charm were actually stored in Lockhart's head.

Harry, Harry, and the others exchanged glances, somewhat confused about what Lockhart was talking about.

"Professor Lockhart, are you still feeling unwell?" Hermione asked, frowning. "Should we take you to the Hospital Wing?"

"Of course not." Lockhart waved his wand again. "O..."

Thump! Thump! Thump!

"Professor Lockhart?" Professor McGonagall appeared in the doorway. "Excuse me?"

"Oh..." Lockhart's hand holding the wand froze. "Professor McGonagall ...is there something you need? Please...please come in!"

Professor McGonagall walked into the office and looked at the mess on the floor. "Miss Granger, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, what are you doing here?"

"Professor McGonagall ...we just saw Professor Lockhart collapse!" Hermione exclaimed. "It looks like he was attacked by a monster!"

"Yes!" Harry and Ron nodded repeatedly. "Before that... we were all reading in the library."

Professor McGonagall nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction in her eyes. "Very good! It's getting late now, let's go have dinner!"

Leaving Lockhart's office, Ron looked incredulous. "Professor McGonagall just looked just like my grandmother!"

"How should I describe it?" He scratched his head. "Let me think... it's a kind of benevolent feeling... yes! A kind of benevolent feeling! Have you ever seen Professor McGonagall like this?"

"Uh..." Harry shook his head slightly, "I don't think I've seen him before..."

"See! Just like I told you, studying hard is always the right thing to do!" Hermione raised her head. "That's why she was so happy to hear you say 'you were studying in the library just now'!"

"It's not that boring..." Harry scratched his head. "At least I've figured out how to pronounce the Revival Charm. If Lockhart still hasn't woken up, I'm planning to try this spell on him!"

Hermione looked at Ron beside her.

Ron quickly said, "I've read that book, ' From Silver Needle to Blade,' let me demonstrate for you..."

He pulled Scabbers from his pocket, held his wand to the struggling Scabbers, and said, "Transfiguration Mastery!"

The rat, Scabbers, trembled incessantly, most of its body turning into a Winky silver cup, while its tail continued to wag wildly, looking extremely panicked.

Ron scratched his head. "Wait a minute! I tried it with the little bugs on the ground in the library! It must have been an accident..."

Hermione opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end she sighed, "Actually, you've done very well! After all, Transfiguration into a mouse is no easy task. Keep it up!"