Chapter 658: Centenary Saints, Three Elders, Lockhart and Harry, Three Little Ones (2 in 1, 6k)

But when the people in the hut were cheering for Neville, and Anton was imagining how all forces were fighting in the training center, the three of our saviors started their daily night tour again.

Wearing an invisibility cloak, one of the three Deathly Hallows, even Filch, who had magical powers, couldn't detect it. The three little ones happily wandered around the school castle, and soon found their target.

That Lockhart who has always been hated by everyone.

Oh, they don't want to call him a professor, editor-in-chief, or vice-principal, because Lockhart's poor performance when he was a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts has already been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

At least Harry Ron and the others hated it, but Hermione said a lot of good things about this former idol, but the two friends didn't agree.

At this moment, Lockhart changed his usual ostentatious posture, wishing everyone would notice his appearance, carefully observed the corner of the dark corridor, and then quickly ran towards another corner.

"I just said that it will be good for him to return to school this year!" Harry Potter whispered excitedly, "I don't want him to come back and take the headmaster's position. Dumbledore is our headmaster!"

Ron pulled out his wand with a serious face, clenched it a little nervously, and turned to look at Hermione again, "I hope you don't remind him, we need to see what conspiracy he has!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Listen, I also hope that Dumbledore will always be our headmaster, and I also suspect that it is strange that Lockhart will replace the editor-in-chief of Aibo. Looking healthy, I hope this is not a trick by those school managers!"

Very well, the three of them quickly reached an agreement, and followed Lockhart lightly.

Lockhart's whereabouts are indeed very strange, he actually walked all the way to the bottom of the stairs, you know, it's Slytherin's dormitory!

"I knew it!" Harry was a little excited, and turned his head to tell the two little friends. Hermione glared at him, raised her finger and hissed, and gestured with her finger to make a step.

After being together for a long time, the little friends already have their own secret codes. Hermione is asking everyone to hurry up and get closer to Lockhart.

Next, a scene that shocked the three little ones happened.

Lockhart stretched out his hand from the corner, snapped his fingers handsomely, and the door of Slytherin's bedroom opened just like that!

"How did he do it!" At this moment, even Hermione was shocked, she was still thinking about how Lockhart would pass through Slytherin's gate.

Harry, on the other hand, reacted quickly, biting the invisibility cloak with his teeth to prevent it from falling, holding Ron with one hand and Hermione with the other, and ran towards the Slytherin dormitory almost in a trotting motion.

He knew that after Lockhart entered, the gate would be closed, and it would be difficult for them to enter again!

After entering, the three of them clung to the edge of the wall, waiting for Lockhart to come in.

Slytherin's common room is completely different from Gryffindor's. There is no warm sunlight, no bright windows, and the sofas around it look extraordinarily delicate, but they are not like Gryffindor. That warm feeling.

The water plants swaying in the water on the windows, the ugly murlocs staring inside with big eyes, and the reliefs of skeletons and poisonous snakes on the walls made everyone feel very uncomfortable, as if there was a cold chill washing over them, and they didn’t even know where In the breeze blowing over, you could faintly hear howling.

Finally, Lockhart came in.

He looked around carefully first, took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and unfolded it, and carefully manipulated the direction of the parchment with the water light coming in from the window, "The fireplace is here, the door is here, so this The first route should be...to the left!"

He walked for a while, then looked at the map in his hand for comparison, "The third forked road here..."

Then he walked down a passage.

The aisle here is not spacious, if Lockhart suddenly turned around and walked back, they would definitely collide walking in the middle, and Harry and the others had to stick to the wall and follow cautiously.

They never imagined that the Slytherin common room would be so large, extending in all directions with forks everywhere.

But they were not envious. Although the Gryffindor common room was not big, it was easier to give them the feeling of home.

This seemed to be the place where the Slytherins usually held club activities. There were signs everywhere, and Harry and the others saw a lot of extremely harsh words.

——Be wary of Harry Potter bluffing the club in the name of the savior.

——Experience the Werewolf Sisters Exchange Club.

——The Cursed Club of Yokai.

- Dean Snape's Worshipers Club.

——Eviscerate Heart Club.

...

When they reached the deepest place, the three of them were leaning against the wall. Hermione stared at the crooked sign on the wall of the half-open conference room next to her in a daze, 'Resist Mudblood Wizard Rising Club', and Ron pursed his lips. , Gently pulled her hand, Hermione turned her head and forced a smile, shaking her head to indicate that there was nothing wrong.

In the conference room in the deepest part, the sign on the wall reads 'Malfoy, Goyle and Crabbe Symposium'. The legs of the chair shone with light under the faint light, making one wonder if they were made of real gold.

"Huh? Why is there a bronze statue in armor here? Damn it, what age map is this!" Lockhart turned over the parchment in his hand, and finally refolded it helplessly, and put it in the pocket of the wizard robe.

He carefully observed around the bronze statue, and moved it vigorously with both hands holding the bronze statue. Unfortunately, this thing was too heavy, so he tapped it with his fingers again, and there was a dull sound from inside.

Lockhart's eyes lit up, he tried to put his ear on the bronze statue, and knocked again.

"Aha~"

"There's an echo, it's hollow inside!"

He thought for a while, snapped his fingers again, pulled out his wand from his wizard robe, and waved it, "In the name of the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I, Gilderoy Lockhart, order you, the entire school All magic is open to me!"

Suddenly, the bronze statue bowed to him suddenly, and the armor on its body made a knocking sound.

Then, the statue stepped down from the platform with heavy steps, put down the huge two-handed giant sword in its hand, and moved the hexagonal platform with magic patterns engraved on the ground to the side, revealing a huge hole in the ground.

Then the statue made a gesture of invitation, raised the two-handed giant sword again and stood on the platform, returning to its original appearance.

Lockhart whistled loudly, looked into the hole, and waved his wand, "The naughty little elves in the dark tell me if there is any danger inside!"

A light resembling an Illumination Charm glowed on the tip of his wand, flickered a few times, and disappeared.

"very good."

Lockhart stood up and jumped straight through the hole.

Harry Potter threw off the invisibility cloak abruptly, and looked at his little friend in disbelief, "Is he the headmaster?"

Ron also opened and closed his mouth in shock, "I can't believe it!"

Hermione frowned and thought for a while, and finally realized, "Yes, everyone didn't notice that he was the headmaster before, maybe we can go back and check whether the original school director has given Luo a job after Dumbledore returned. Hart goes through the resignation procedures!"

"Definitely not!" Harry Potter waved his fist, "I knew, Lucius and the others must have some evil plot!"

"Quick, let's go in and have a look!"

After jumping into the hole, a gust of wind carried them to the ground. The three little ones quickly adjusted the invisibility cloaks on their bodies. Fortunately, Lockhart had his back to them and didn't notice.

This is an underground secret room full of stone pillars, which is 10 meters high and looks extremely shocking.

"I can't believe there is such a place under the castle!" Ron opened his mouth wide.

Harry frowned. The Hogwarts Chamber of Secrets didn't feel good to him at all. He would always think of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, where there were basilisks and Voldemort...

"Look, what is he going to do?" Hermione pointed nervously at Lockhart, and quickly pulled out her wand, "I have a bad feeling, are we going to stop him now?"

Before the friends could react, Lockhart was already waving his wand and speaking loudly.

"In the name of the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft, allow this place to perform Apparation!"

As he spoke, he crushed a bean in his hand.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

In just an instant, the three figures came to this underground secret room through 'Apparition'.

"Professor Harris!" Hermione immediately recognized one of them, grabbed Ron and Harry nervously, told them not to be impulsive, and led the two back to the corner, whispering, "It's the former European school." The leading professor of the Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the International Quidditch Combine!"

They didn't know the other two, an old wizard who looked old but energetic, wearing a pair of round gold-rimmed glasses with a chain, and leaning on a walking stick. The other is a chubby old witch with an amiable smile on her face and the gentle temperament of the old lady next door.

"Hurry up!" Lockhart seemed a little nervous, "Dumbledore is not at school now, I hope you can get things done before he comes back."

"It's not easy." Professor Harris looked up at the stone pillars and shook his head. "It looks too complicated. What do you think? Editor Greengrass?"

The wizard on crutches drew out his wand and tapped his glasses lightly, causing it to grow a pair of bud-like vines, extending towards the mid-air, and finally formed two huge flower buds. It's fangs and a huge eyeball.

He seemed to be observing something through this eyeball, "The original confinement spell of Hogwarts is not our purpose, but the protective magic that Dumbledore applied to the castle in the later stage. We need to distinguish these two parts first."

Trembling slightly, the old witch took out a mirror from her handbag and threw it into the air. The mirror became bigger and bigger in the air, and finally turned into a huge mirror with a height of 3 meters. The thick silver legs of the frame fell off. It fell to the ground with a loud bang.

She took out her wand and clicked on the magic mirror. The mirror surface became translucent, and the reflected pillars inside looked like tall trees full of branches and leaves, each leaf carrying a different special rune.

On the trees, golden chains crisscrossed and criss-crossed, shining with a unique color as the sunlight fell from the gaps in the dense leaves.

"Oh~" she sighed, "Dumbledore is indeed the greatest wizard of this century. The protective magic he cast is simply amazing. This is the most wonderful transformation technique I have ever seen."

Editor-in-Chief Greenglass obviously didn't like hearing Dumbledore's good words, and his face became gloomy. He glanced at the old witch, and finally pursed his lips and said nothing.

Professor Harris came over, looked at the picture in the mirror, and clicked twice, "The Ravenclae witch is really powerful. After such a long time, the spell of confinement she cast on Hogwarts Castle still remains. Such exuberant vitality."

"Hey~"

Lockhart interrupted their conversation, "Listen, now is not the time to sigh, speed up, you don't want to be discovered by Dumbledore, do you?"

The old witch turned her head and glanced at Lockhart with a slightly unhappy expression, "It's been many years since anyone dared to talk to me like this."

Lockhart swallowed, still looking at her firmly, "I'm sorry, Honorable Minister Yaxley, I think we have to move faster."

"We are all serving Mr. Grindelwald, and each has its own need for existence. You need to research the magic to unlock Dumbledore for Mr. Grindelwald, and I..."

"And I need to maintain the unique status of the headmaster of Hogwarts, so that I can help Mr. Grindelwald. You are the Minister of Magic of France, and naturally Dumbledore will not do anything to you, but I am just a small Little vice-principal and editor-in-chief, if I'm expelled, you won't be able to complete the task."

The old witch pursed her lips and fell silent for a while, wanting to say something, but felt unable to step down.

At this time, the editor-in-chief Greengrass smiled and interjected, "Oh, Lockhart, you are excellent as a new generation, and the "Hogwarts Weekly" published by the school newspaper you lead has already become influential. Faintly overtaking my Wizards Weekly."

Lockhart grinned, "It's a fluke, a fluke, it can't be compared with a powerful wizard like you."

There was a pleading look on his face, and he looked at the big bosses who couldn't be offended, "Please, everyone, hurry up, can you?"

The old witch, Minister Yaxley, patted Lockhart's shoulder with a hand in black lace gloves, "Indeed, you are a good new generation, and I shouldn't make things difficult for you."

She smiled slightly and turned to look at the other two, "My old fellows, it's a great honor that we can fight together again after decades. Let me see if you are too old to move."

"Ha~" Editor-in-Chief Greengrass's old face was full of complacency, his hands leaning on a cane to prop himself up on the ground, his nearly 100-year-old body was still upright, and he looked up at the stone pillar, "I never give up. My magical path."

(ps: Editor-in-Chief Greengrass appeared in Chapter 419, the one where he yelled 'Azkaban's dementor turned into a blond young lady'. This chapter also mentions the former saint who is now the Minister of Magic A word from the old witch.)

The three of Harry Potter carefully hid their figures, looking warily at the three adult wizards who suddenly appeared at the school, oh, it can't even be described as an adult wizard, all of them seem to be almost 100 years old old wizard.

Hermione tightly grasped the hands of the two little friends, and desperately signaled them not to make any movements or make any noise with her eyes. She didn't know how strong these people's actual magical abilities were, but as long as she heard a few words analyze……

Saints of Grindelwald...

Minister of Magic...

professor……

These words are not ordinary at all. The best way now is to leave here safely and report to Professor McGonagall or Professor Dumbledore. This is the most correct way.

However, at this moment, a golden snitch suddenly flew out from the gap between the pillars, and bumped into the three of them head-on, getting closer and closer, almost on the verge of bumping into each other.

Harry's eyes sharpened immediately, motioning for Hermione to let go of his hand, and staring closely at the Snitch.

His unprecedented concentration, as long as this golden snitch really hits them, he will grab it extremely fast, and retract his hand back into the invisibility cloak extremely fast!

However, the three old wizards also seemed to have spotted the Snitch, and stared at Harry's corner suspiciously.

Either they were hit by the super-fast flying Snitch to reveal their figure, or they took the initiative to catch the Snitch to avoid being injured and revealed their figure. They seemed to have no more choices.

Hermione gripped her wand tightly, began to take a deep breath, and said silently, you can, you can.

At this moment, the sound of flying broomsticks came from the stone pillar...

"who are you?"

A blond boy in an exquisite Quidditch uniform appeared in front of everyone on a broomstick, looked at them suspiciously, "I never..."

"Huh?"

Draco looked at the old witch and exclaimed in surprise, "Grandma Whitley!"

Shh~

The flying broomstick looked handsome, Draco jumped off the broomstick happily, and walked over in three steps at a time.

"Oh, you child..." The old witch was obviously frightened by him, "It's not good to jump down from such a high height, child, you should pay attention to Ann..."

Before he could finish speaking, a spell of light flashed, Draco rolled his eyes, swayed around, turned over and fell limp to the ground.

"!!!" The old witch's eyes widened and she turned to look at the hand holding the wand, "Gideroy Lockhart!"

Lockhart silently clenched his wand, panting heavily, and finally raised his head slowly, staring at the old witch coldly, "Whitley Yaxley, I hope you, who rely on family power The old witch who went to the Minister of Magic heard clearly, we are risking our lives, do you think we are still alive if Dumbledore finds out?"

"This is war!"

"Did you guys play house in your own home?"

"Put down the wand!" Editor-in-Chief Greenglass stared at Lockhart with a serious face. "It's because we haven't moved for a long time that you, a junior, think that we are old enough to be bullied at will?"

"Ha~"

Lockhart smiled and stared at them viciously, "Listen, I am the planner and host of this event. If you don't want to do it, you can leave now. If you want to do it, you can move quickly! I said Already! Dumbledore! Before you come back! Get it all over!"

"I'd like to praise you, you're still jumping up." Editor-in-Chief Greengrass chuckled, slowly pulled out the wand from the pocket of the wizard's robe, and said slowly, "You clown just found it around with the Forgetting Curse. Some stories, this can be mixed to such an extent, do you think us reformers, us saints, will really think highly of you?"

"It doesn't matter!"

Lockhart squatted down and assumed a standard wizard dueling posture, and said coldly, "I don't care what you think of me, how many bad things your "Wizard Weekly" said about me, do you think I don't know? Haha , I don’t bother to pay attention to what you people who step into the coffin think!”

"You don't even know how I wandered alone in the dangerous fringes of wizard society, and you don't know how I dug out secrets from those powerful and weird wizards. I don't need you to know!"

"I only know one thing. I need to get Mr. Grindelwald's affairs done well. That's the only goal."

"As for you, either start working right now, or leave!"

"Editor Greengrass, if you dare to point your wand at me, I will immediately activate the protective spell of Hogwarts Castle and expel you from the castle." Lockhart took a deep breath, "In the future, You won't have a chance to come here, I will find someone else to break this damned spell of confinement, and you guys, wait to be held accountable by Mr. Grindelwald!"

"It's unbelievable!" Editor-in-Chief Greengrass' eyes showed murderous intent, "You are so rude to me!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

At this moment, Minister Yaxley, the old witch, smiled and pushed Editor-in-Chief Greenglass' arm holding the wand back into his bosom, looked up and down at Lockhart with great interest, with a very satisfied expression, "Very good , Lockhart, I consider you a saint from now on."

She greeted the other two, "Greengrass, you are almost a hundred years old, can't you stop your temper? And you, Harris, don't keep hiding behind Lockhart without saying a word." , you are now also a reformer of the standardization of potions, don't always look so wretched."

As she spoke, she clapped her hands, "Guys, it's time to work."

Lockhart blinked, turned his head slowly, and was shocked to find that Harris was standing behind him at some point, with his wand firmly pointed at the back of his head...

Professor Harris chuckled, and patted Lockhart's shoulder with his wand, "This aloofness is good, and courage is commendable, but next time you really plan to fight, don't talk so much nonsense, and you should choose to fight again." Take a few steps back to where you were a foot away from the wall, that is your best choice now."

As he spoke, he walked towards the old witch, and looked at editor-in-chief Greengrass with some disgust, "Tsk tsk tsk..."

"You!" Greenglass glared at Harris. Seeing that the other party ignored him, he couldn't help walking to the huge magic mirror and started working together.