Chapter 85 Whose book?

"Gilderoy Lockhart?" Kaisen looked at him through his monocle.

[Human][Magic]...

The next moment Kaisen waved his wand, and the violent magic tore everything on Lockhart. The monocle scanned him carefully over and over again, but there was nothing.

"Stay here and don't go out anywhere!" Kaisen's mouth twitched. After taking away his wand, the iron cage instantly enveloped him, and then with a buzzing sound, the Ender teleported to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

Then he saw Gilderoy in the portrait screaming.

"Shut up!" Kaisen waved his hand and took the portrait away.

"This guy, he made a portrait of himself before he died."

He mocked and began to turn the entire Dark Magic Office upside down.

"Not here?"

He teleported back to the office again, and before he had time to look at Lockhart in the cage, he noticed the crystal ball flashing red on the desk.

Press it, and the door in the distance opened, revealing four little wizards from Gryffindor.

"You came just in time. Keep an eye on him... and fix his clothes for him to wear. I'll go find Dumbledore." Kaisen shouted to the four little ones, and then disappeared. Only the purple light spot was left on the spot and slowly dissipated.

"Uh... I knew that Professor Kaisen and Lockhart would have such a day." Ron looked at the naked figure in the cage in the distance with a good look and sighed.

"I'm beginning to believe that legend now... Really." Harry also agreed.

On the other side, Kaisen, who suddenly appeared in the principal's office, appeared in front of Dumbledore and took a piece of hazelnut cake from his hand very naturally.

"Don't eat it. Come to my office. Lockhart has just been possessed by a strange person."

Dumbledore looked at the hazelnut cake that had been bitten with some helplessness, and had to stand up, put one hand on Kaisen's shoulder, and the next moment the two appeared in the alchemy office.

At the same time, the four little ones were still walking on the road, a considerable distance away from Lockhart in the cage.

"Children, do you mind helping me find Professor Snape?" Dumbledore shouted to the four little ones.

The four little wizards looked at each other and shook their heads subconsciously.

"Why don't you give it a try?" Dumbledore looked at Kaysen on the side obscurely.

The latter shrugged: "Your principal can't control them, so it's useless for me."

"Try it."

"Go find Severus, he's not a bad guy." Kaysen said helplessly to the four little ones.

"Oh... okay." ×4.

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"............................"

"Do you have any idea of ​​being the principal?"

"Not yet, of course, if you are willing to step down, I am very happy to take on this responsibility."

The two of them appeared in front of Lockhart, Dumbledore patted Kaisen, who also reached out and knocked on the iron railing in front of him, instantly destroying it.

"Put on your clothes, Lockhart." Dumbledore waved his hand, and the clothes destroyed by Kaisen were repaired in the blink of an eye and draped on Lockhart.

And Lockhart was trembling all over, like a punching bag, looking pitifully at the abuser in front of him, and another abuser's backer who had a good relationship with the abuser.

A feeling of wanting to cry but not having tears appeared in his chest.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful, do you still know how you appeared in my office?" Kaisen asked with his shoulders hugged.

"I can't be here~" Lockhart's voice trembled when he answered.

"Recall it carefully, Lockhart, as much as you can remember." Dumbledore said softly.

"I............" Lockhart shuddered.

"I remember... when I left the headmaster's office, I picked up a book in a corner of the corridor. There was a memory in that book."

"I asked him if the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and the Alchemy professor in Hogwarts was real. He said yes, so I asked him how to break it."

"That memory made me kill Kaysen, but I definitely didn't have that idea."

Kaysen shrugged: "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 him up, that is, the book, and then inject magic into the book. Finally, I appeared here when I opened my eyes."

"Professor Heath beat me up as soon as we met... like this, and also locked me up in a cage."

Lockhart cried like a drop of water wearing away a stone, which was quite disgusting.

"So, Lockhart, do you know who that notebook belongs to?" Dumbledore asked.

"No, I don't remember. I don't remember anything."

"...............Is the owner of the notebook a man or a woman? Is he a wizard from Hogwarts or an ancient wizard? What era is he from and what age is he?" Dumbledore asked again.

"I don't know. I can't remember anything. This doesn't seem to be an ordinary oblivion. He directly took away my memory instead of deleting it."

Lockhart shuddered for a long time, and finally remembered his first dilemma at this time, and quickly put on all his clothes.

"Are you telling the truth?" Kaisen said with a strange look in his eyes.

"It is indeed the truth, Kaisen, what do you think?" Dumbledore looked at Kaisen again and asked.

"................I don't think he is too old, maybe in the sixth or seventh grade. That person should be a man. He gives me the feeling of an ordinary sixth-grade wizard, but too mature."

"But after all, he has no corresponding experience. This kind of maturity seems a bit............out of place, like a child imitating maturity. Do you know the second disease? The illusion that you have a great mission from heaven, and adolescent wizards have more or less that kind of situation."

"Then, it may be a pure blood, or a noble in the Muggle society. The temperament of that guy and the alienated and restrained expression on his face remind me of Andrew Edward............an annoying party A, and Lucius Malfoy."