Chapter 92 Dobby

Inside the office, when Lockhart realized that Wright was not here to ask for an autograph, he waved his hands hastily.

"I don't have time to guide students right now. I have to reply to fans' letters! They are much more important than magic."

Wright's eyes flickered, but he didn't move. Instead, he smiled and said, "I'll just say a few words, very quickly! Professor Lockhart."

As Lockhart began to look dissatisfied, Wright paused, straightened his robes, and continued:

"From what I have heard, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts was cursed by a powerful wizard."

"For many years, no professor stayed in this position for more than a year."

Upon hearing this horrific news, Lockhart's fake smile suddenly froze and he asked in a stiff tone.

"What do you mean?"

Wright chuckled, not caring about Lockhart's attitude.

"Every professor can only teach at the school for one year for various reasons."

"Some professors don't even make it through their first year. For example, your predecessor died!"

Lockhart's frozen face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't even maintain his fake smile.

After saying this, Wright turned around and left the office without stopping.

Lockhart stood up in the office, left the office in a hurry and walked towards the principal's office.

In the empty office, a tiny bug flew up to where Wright had just stood.

Finally, it stopped at a corner of the office ceiling, recording the information there at any time.

The mastermind walked down the corridor of the castle, reading the information that had just been taken into Lockhart's mind.

As far as I can remember, Lockhart cast a 'tracking spell' on the Bludger when he was examining it.

After the spell was over, he switched the Horcrux to her while signing autographs for fans!

The memory stops here, obviously it has been deleted!

I couldn't see what the fan who wanted an autograph looked like, I could only hear a girl's voice.

After reviewing the memory, Wright concluded.

"It was indeed Lockhart who tampered with the Bludger, but the Horcrux was not in his hands!"

Thinking of this, Wright stopped and denied his own thoughts.

"Just because of the memory, it doesn't mean that the Horcrux is not in his hands. If the memory can be deleted, then it can be modified, although it is a bit troublesome!"

"However, there are also surveillance cameras in Lockhart's office. If there are any unusual movements, I will know immediately."

Thinking of this, Wright took out something that looked like a mirror and looked into it, but his image did not appear in the mirror.

Instead, the scene in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office just now appeared, and Lockhart was seen hurrying out of the office.

Wright couldn't help but sigh! He thought to himself:

"It may really not be in his hands. If the Horcrux was in his hands, he wouldn't have left in such a hurry."

"It seems the memory is real! The Horcrux is now in the hands of a girl. But that's also true, no one would pay attention to a girl going into the ladies' room!"

"It's easy for a man to be discovered when he enters the women's restroom!"

Thinking of this, Wright, who had no clue at the moment, could only temporarily set his target on Lockhart.

After all, judging from the memories acquired, this fake Lockhart can perform other magic.

It can be seen that he has been deeply corroded by the Horcrux. If any changes occur, the Horcrux will most likely return to Lockhart.

"Or put a surveillance camera at the entrance of the secret room! This is also a good idea."

"But be careful. Even though the surveillance camera is in an abandoned women's restroom, if it is discovered, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Now that he had a direction, Wright's steps became much lighter.

……

The silver moon was in the sky. Harry, who had just finished celebrating with his teammates, was stopped by a short, ugly house-elf with long ears and a big nose on his way back to the dormitory.

Under Harry's vigilant and curious eyes, Dobby, the house-elf who was blocking the way, spoke!

"Harry Potter must leave, now! Leave this school, something terrible is about to happen here."

Harry immediately became unhappy when he heard what the sharp voice said.

As if sensing Harry's unhappiness, and as if trying to convince him, Dobby explained with a trembling voice.

"Today on the field, there was a Bludger that kept chasing Harry Potter. This is what that thing does!"

"I have sealed the walls of the station, how come you are still able to come here!"

At this point, tears welled up in Dobby's eyes!

Seeing Dobby's tears, Harry was stunned at first, then his face turned red with anger, and he pointed at Dobby with a trembling finger.

"So it was you who caused me to miss the train! I was almost fired because of this. And now you dare to show up in front of me."

Dobby cried even harder after being scolded by Harry.

"Dobby was just hoping to save your life. It's dangerous here. Don't stay here. I was going to attack you with the Bludger, but it's already here. It's already here."

Looking at Dobby, who was only wearing a piece of rag, trembling and with tears in his eyes, Harry's tone softened a little.

"Why don't you want me to come to school, and what's with the Bludgers on the court today?"

Hearing Harry's softened tone, Dobby cried even harder and spoke a little excitedly.

"When Dobby was at home, he heard his master say with his own ears that he had thrown that thing to the wizard who was about to enter Hogwarts!"

"That was left by the former Dark Lord to his master. I tried to find it, but couldn't find it..."

Having said this, Dobby suddenly stopped, and in front of Harry's puzzled and surprised gaze, he banged his head against the wall repeatedly!

"Bad Dobby...Bad Dobby..."

Seeing this, Harry quickly stepped forward to stop Dobby from hurting himself, and asked in a hurried tone:

"Who is your master? Is the Dark Lord Voldemort? Who has that thing? Tell me now!"

"Dobby can't say it, don't ask any more questions! Please don't ask any more questions about poor Dobby!"

Dobby looked at Harry with tearful eyes and said pleadingly.

"Dobby can only tell you, sir, that this school will become extremely dangerous after today. Someone has been controlled by it."

Harry shook Dobby anxiously, "What should we do? Do you know anything else?"

Dobby was being shaken and was about to speak.

As if it sensed something, it stretched out its right hand, snapped its fingers, and disappeared in front of Harry.

At the same time, Filch appeared around the corner behind Harry with a malicious smile on his face.

With great difficulty, Filch, who was trying to catch people on a night out, was sent away on the grounds that Professor McGonagall had agreed to celebrate the victory in the match.

Harry looked at the receding figure and called out to Dobby in a low voice, but received no response.