"Gilderoy Lockhart?" Kayson looked at him through the monocle.
[Human] [Magic]...
The next moment Kayson waved his wand, and the violent magic tore apart everything on Lockhart's body. The monocle scanned it carefully over and over again, but found nothing.
"Stay here honestly and don't go out anywhere!" Kayson twitched the corners of his mouth. After snatching away his wand, the iron cage instantly enveloped him, followed by a buzzing sound and Ender teleportation arrived at Defense Against the Dark Arts's office.
Then I saw Gilderoy in the portrait and let out a scream.
"Shut up!" Kayson waved his hand and held the portrait over.
"This guy made a portrait of himself before he died."
He taunted the entire Alchemy office into a mess.
"Not here?"
He teleported to the office again. Before he could see you in the cage, Lockhart, he noticed the red light flashing crystal ball on the desk.
Press it, and the door in the distance opens, revealing Gryffindor four little wizards.
"You guys came just in time to catch him... Let's repair his clothes and put them on him. I'll go find Dumbledore." Kayson called to the four little ones, and then disappeared directly, leaving only purple spots of light slowly dissipating.
"Well... I knew Professor Kayson and Lockhart would have such a day." Ron looked at the figure in the cage in the distance with good eyes, and sighed.
"I'm starting to believe that legend now... it's true." Harry also echoed.
On the other side, Headmaster's Office Kayson Shui Lingling suddenly appeared in front of Dumbledore, and she took a piece of hazelnut cake from his hand.
"Stop eating and come to my office. Lockhart was just possessed by a strange person."
Dumbledore was a little helpless as he saw that he had already taken a bite of the hazelnut cake, so he had to stand up and put a hand on Kayson's shoulder. The next moment, a person appeared in Alchemy office.
At the same time, the four little ones were still on the road, a considerable distance away from Lockhart inside the cage.
"Children, would you mind helping me find Professor Snape?" Dumbledore called to the four little ones.
The four little wizards looked at each other and shook their heads subconsciously.
"Why don't you come and give it a try?" Dumbledore looked at me vaguely and asked Kayson.
The latter shrugged. "You, the principal, can't instruct them, so it's all in vain."
"Give it a try."
"Go find Snape, he is not a bad person." Kayson said helplessly to the four little ones.
"Oh... okay."×4.
"..."
"Have you ever thought about becoming a principal?"
"Not yet. Of course, if you are willing to step down and make way for someone more worthy, I will be very happy to take on this responsibility."
As they spoke, the two appeared in front of Lockhart. Dumbledore patted Kayson, who also reached out and knocked on the iron railing in front of him, destroying it instantly.
"Put on your clothes, Lockhart." Dumbledore waved, and the clothes destroyed by Kayson were repaired in the blink of an eye and covered Lockhart's body.
Lockhart, on the other hand, was trembling all over, like a doormat, looking pitifully at the abuser in front of him, and another abuser's backer whose relationship with the abuser had exploded.
A feeling of wanting to cry without tears appeared in his chest.
"Don't pretend to be pitiful, do you still know how you showed up in my office?" Kayson asked you, holding his shoulders.
"I don't~" Lockhart replied with a trembling voice.
"Remember carefully, Lockhart, you can recall as many as you want." Dumbledore said softly.
"I..." Lockhart shuddered.
"I remember... when I left Headmaster's Office, I picked up a book in a corner of the corridor. There is a memory in that book."
"I asked him if the curses of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts and Alchemy Professor in Hogwarts were real. He said yes, so I asked him how to break them."
"That memory made me kill Kayson, but I definitely didn't think about it."
Kayson shrugged his shoulders. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, no... I mean... when I was about to close the book, he said there was another way. He asked me to pick it up, which is the book, and then inject magic power into the book. Finally, I appeared here as soon as I opened my eyes."
"Professor Heath He beat me as soon as we met... like this, he even locked me in a cage."
Lockhart cried so hard that it was so disgusting.
"So, Lockhart, do you know whose notebook belongs to you?" Dumbledore asked you.
"No, I don't remember, I don't remember anything."
"... Is the owner of that notebook a man or a woman? Is he a Hogwarts wizard or an ancient wizard? What generation is he from and what age group is he?" Dumbledore asked Yu again.
"I don't know, I can't remember anything. This guy is not an ordinary Obliviate. He directly extracted my memory instead of deleting it."
Lockhart shivered for a long time, finally remembering his first dilemma at this time, and quickly put on all his clothes.
"Are you telling the truth?" Kayson said with strange eyes.
"It's indeed the truth. Kayson, what do you think?" Dumbledore looked at Kayson again and asked Yu.
"... I don't think he's too old. He's probably around level 7. That person should be a man. He feels like an ordinary little wizard of level 7 to me, but he's too mature."
"But after all, he has no corresponding experience. This kind of familiarity seems a bit... nondescript, like a child imitating familiarity. Do you know about the second disease? The kind where you imagine that you are being sent down from heaven to do whatever you want. Young wizards in adolescence are more or less in that situation."
"The next thing is, he may be a Pure-blood, or a noble of Muggle society. The temperament of that guy and the distant and restrained expression on his face remind me of Andrew Edward... an annoying Party A, and Lucius Malfoy."