Chapter 81: Hogwarts Campus Legend

As the get out of class time rang, each little wizard held a puppet with an empty shell and no core in his arms.

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Kaysen held two... with cores.

The puppet brother who was born yesterday welcomed his puppet brother today.

He returned to the office on the third floor and re-studied his semi-finished element distillation machine.

A large number of various element crystals and some cubes were put into the distillation machine, and finally distilled into element liquids and put into jars along the pipeline.

This is the origin of the element vials he gave to the little wizards in class just now.

At this time, he was making the last step of the packaging assembly line. It was not until he pulled down the pull rod that the whole machine ran silently and accurately that he breathed a sigh of relief and began to seal it with glass.

The next time was the old-fashioned idle time. There were only four classes a week, and no matter how busy you were, you couldn't be too busy.

...Go find trouble! Find trouble with Lockhart!

A week later, a campus legend suddenly appeared among the students of Hogwarts.

It was said that the positions of Alchemy Professor and Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor were cursed, and the two professors could not coexist peacefully.

As the saying goes, when two tigers fight, one must be injured, and this is the case with the Alchemy Professor and Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor.

The two professors will fight in Hogwarts, and a winner will be selected at the end of the semester, and the winner will continue to teach at Hogwarts.

The loser will be lucky enough to leave the school with injuries, and the more serious ones will die directly.

This is also what the junior wizards heard from the senior wizards.

After all, before Kaisen came to Hogwarts as the Alchemy Professor, the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor could not stay for long, and at that time they had a little speculation, but it was only about the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor.

Until Kaisen's first year in office, with his excellent fortune and magic, he directly killed Professor Quirrell of that year.

In fact, at that time, they did not combine the two.

Then time passed, and in the blink of an eye it was already Professor Kaysen's second semester at Hogwarts, and the feud in the second semester... was not even the second semester, but just one and a half semesters.

The Alchemy Professor and the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor had a feud again.

This fight was suspended with the failure of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor.

Then some quick-thinking little wizards began to connect the two things together.

Why did every Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts not last long?

The Alchemy Professor was the one who killed him.

Why did the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in 1990, the year before Harry Potter entered school, not get hurt, but just resigned and went home?

Because that year the Alchemy Professor retired and left Hogwarts due to health reasons.

The Alchemy Professor that year did not play for a full year, but still relied on his excellent fortune to make the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor resign and go home in half a semester.

The time came to the class of 1991, when Professor Quirrell was killed by Professor Kaysen. Although he deserved it, he was indeed dead.

Then it was this year.

Because Professor Kaysen was much tougher than the previous alchemy professor, he was almost killed by this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor before he officially took office.

Specifically, Lockhart was buried headfirst in the soil. Even if it was not snowing or raining, if a passing bird came to go to the toilet, Lockhart would be directly buried in the soil.

In this way, a logically complete and fascinating version of the Hogwarts campus legend was circulated in the mouths of every little wizard.

Until two clowns compiled it into a document.

Well, it was the Weasley twins.

To be honest, the packaging files they used to write papers were not as exquisite as this one today.

The file contained the cause and effect, as well as the forged history of Hogwarts, various unofficial histories, and even more so, the testimonies of ghosts and professors, which were of course forged.

Anyway, this document was pushed into the Defense Against the Dark Arts office through the crack of the door.

Lockhart picked it up, thinking it was an anonymous love letter written to him by the little witch.

He cut the wax seal with a letter opener, ready to enjoy the feeling of being pursued and admired, and then he saw this headache...

Lockhart's face was originally a healthy and rosy light pink, but at this moment, it had somehow turned into a pale and frightening pale color.

After all, Lockhart is also a Ravenclaw, and generally he would not be scared by such a fabricated campus ghost story.

It's a pity that poor Lockhart was born late. When he entered school, the Defense Against the Dark Arts position had already been cursed by Voldemort.

Only then did he find the dusty memories. From the seven years from his enrollment to graduation, he really changed seven Defense Against the Dark Arts professors.

And the alchemy professor was really the old Deng who just retired two years ago.

"............ Isn't it such a coincidence?"

Lockhart looked at the parchment letter in his hand that was already wet with sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help but make his own contribution to global warming.

After a full minute of silence, Lockhart slowly stood up. It wasn't about any other questions.

But his numb legs finally regained some feeling.

Dragging his legs with no signal and snow on the TV, poor Professor Lockhart moved step by step, grinning as he walked towards the principal's office.

At this moment, he was very suspicious that he was being tricked by Dumbledore.

Just like this time last year, a certain alchemy professor had the same idea as him.

"Dumbledore!"

Lockhart walked into the principal's office rashly and sat on the chair opposite Dumbledore.

At this time, his hair, which he had carefully sprayed with hairspray in the morning, was already wet, and it was tightly attached to his scalp under the absorption of sweat.

He handed the letter to Dumbledore.

"Is this true?"

Dumbledore picked up the letter and read it from beginning to end...

"You are a Ravenclaw, how can you believe such nonsense?"

"But... I really haven't seen a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts for more than one year." Lockhart said with a stiff face.

"Believe me, Lockhart, this is all nonsense..." Dumbledore said slowly.

"But... How can I believe you!" Lockhart said tremblingly.

"Oh... Don't worry, I'm the headmaster, of course I can make you believe me." Dumbledore said as he took out his old wand from his sleeve.

Ten minutes later...

Lockhart walked out of the headmaster's office. After Dumbledore's friendly persuasion, he finally believed the nonsense that the so-called alchemy and defense professors conflicted.

Until he found a black leather notebook at the corner of the corridor on his way back to his office...