HP Rebirth Memory Obliteration

"May I ask, ladies here, why are you so obsessed with Professor Lockhart?" Brace wrinkled his nose uncomfortably, like a late slug.

"Perhaps I can answer this question." Narcissa wiped the corners of her mouth gracefully with a napkin, and she raised her chin proudly: "He has everything an amorous knight possesses, he is gentle and courteous to ladies, and most importantly, to Anything a woman asks of him he does perfectly."

"The answer is absolutely correct! Slytheringa is very ten!" Lily giggled: "Imagine a perfect man who is passionate and wealthy as your servant... Oh, I believe that the little girls already have a future boyfriend in their hearts." There is a new standard! Even if he will not be yours, there will always be a moment when you have an illusion."

"My dear Sissy, are you denying my hard work as a husband?" Lucius shook the red wine under the quilt and leaned back lazily on the chair.

"It is undeniable that you are a lover." Narcissa said, and Lily nodded and pointed to James who was chewing something: "It is completely qualified, but as a husband, oh no, you are much colder and gentler to other people." Passionate will have nothing to do with you."

"Can I say that even if he is a lover, he is not very gentle and affectionate?" James raised his hand weakly, looking at the children around him and feeling inappropriate, he clenched his fist and coughed: "Continue to eat children, I miss us I can go buy books today."

"Stupid Gryffindor! If you're still at Hogwarts, I'm pretty sure I'll have to deduct all of my Gryffindor points!! Deduct all!!"

Before the children could digest what the adults just said, a familiar cold voice rushed into their minds.

"A troll who only knows how to flirt and is in heat everywhere, gentle? Passionate?" Neville, who was closest to the door, innocently endured the merciless Snape's anger, and Snape kept pointing his wand at his head. poke.Snape gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Damn Lockhart, how dare you come back."

"What is Sev talking about?" Harry quietly approached Draco, whispering while biting something in his mouth: "He knows Professor Lockhart?"

"Who knows." Draco glanced at Snape and shrugged. "Eat your meal, be careful not to be affected."

Harry grimaced with his head down, and was the last kid to bury his face in the plate.

The weather in the afternoon was not very good, the light rain pattered, just like Snape's gloomy mood now, no, his mood should be worse, and the lightning and thunder were not an exaggeration.

"Severus, we should go to Lihen Bookstore now."

Harry bit the bullet and reminded Snape who was standing still in front of him suddenly.

This time the five adults were assigned to take the children to buy books, Narcissa and Lily took the three little girls, James took Blaise and Neville, and finally Harry and Draco were forced to Snape.

"It's time to buy a book?" Snape turned his head stiffly, waking up from his own world with a black face: "I think I can wait for you at the potion shop first, and you can find me there after you buy it."

"Severus?" Harry grabbed the man's black robe and glanced at Draco who was following behind him: "Will you accompany us? I heard that there are a lot of people today, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't be able to find him." you……"

"Hmph, kid, you're going to be in second grade soon, don't tell me you're still a baby who can't be weaned." Handsomely pulling his robe out of Harry's hand, Snape snorted and raised his leg Just walk in the opposite direction to Lihen Bookstore.

"Sev..." Before Harry could finish speaking, Snape left his sight at an incredible speed. "When did Sev hate Lihen Bookstore so much, Draco?"

"It's not like you didn't miss it at the dinner table this morning. They talked about Professor Lockhart, and the godfather reacted wrongly, and now." Draco took out the pocket watch in his robe and looked at it: "It just so happened that Professor Lockhart signed meeting time."

A large group of people crowded outside Lihen Bookstore, all wanting to go in.

A large banner was pulled upstairs: Gilderoy Lockhart autographed and sold his autobiography "I Can Be Magical" today from 12:30 to 14:30 pm.

Draco frowned in disgust and stood aside: "How can you get in this situation? You're still so crazy at a very old age." He spat at the group of crazy people in front of the store in a low voice. Harry took a closer look, the crowd Most of them seemed to be witches of Narcissa's age or older.A tired-looking wizard stood in the doorway and said, "Ladies, be quiet...don't crowd...watch out for the books..." Harry pursed his lips.

Harry looked at Draco, gave up the idea of ​​asking him to go into the bookstore together, and slipped in by himself. "You wait here, I'll go get the books." The winding line stretched from the door to the back of the bookstore, where Gilderoy Lockhart was signing books.

Harry ran into the bookstore and took all the books he needed for two. There were a lot of books, and he held a stack of books that was much higher than his head and put them on the cash register.

"Boss, huh? No one? Boss! Checkout!" Harry quietly walked over the table, tiptoed to look into the cash register, only to find that the shopkeeper had fallen asleep with his head propped up inside. "Boss, boss?"

"Huh?" The shopkeeper opened his eyes and yawned boredly: "Thank you for coming, Mr. Evelson, there are so many people at the door... My business here is gone." He took Harry's book to settle the score While rubbing his watery eyes.

"It's really... a bit exaggerated." Harry nodded in agreement, and he looked out curiously. Gilderoy Lockhart was sitting behind the table, surrounded by large photos of himself, all the faces on the photos Blinking at the crowd, showing dazzlingly white teeth.The real Lockhart wore a robe the same blue as the forget-me-not flower, which matched his blue eyes.A pointed wizard's hat is playfully tilted on one side of his curly hair.

A short, grumpy man held a large black camera and jumped back and forth to take pictures of him.Every time the flash flashes blindingly, puffs of purple smoke come out of the camera. ,

"Get out of the way!" he yelled at the man, and Harry took a closer look. Isn't this Ron Weasley?The photographer stepped back to get a better angle. "This is for the Daily Prophet."

Ron Weasley didn't know what he was muttering, but he just rubbed the sore instep of the man's step.Harry handed the money to the shopkeeper, and then shrunk all the books into the space bag before saying goodbye to the shopkeeper.

Gilderoy Lockhart heard it. He looked up, glanced at Ron, and then turned his eyes to see Harry passing by the team.He stared at Harry's profile for a moment, then jumped up and called, "Isn't this Harry Potter?"

The crowd stepped aside, murmuring excitedly.There was a round of applause as Lockhart rushed forward, grabbed Harry by the arm, and pulled him forward.Harry felt a moment of impatience for no apparent reason, and Lockhart shook his hand for the photographer to take a picture.The short man frantically pressed the shutter again and again, bursts of smoke drifted to the Weasleys standing nearby.

"What a beautiful smile, Harry." Lockhart himself showed off a set of bright teeth, "We can both be on the first page."

When he finally let go of Harry's hand, Harry's fingers were numb.He tried to sneak back to Draco quickly, but Lockhart's arm was still on his shoulder, holding him firmly at his side.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said Lockhart loudly, waving to silence, "what an extraordinary moment! I'm taking this wonderful occasion to announce a little thing that I've been holding down for a while. never said."

"When young Harry walked into Lihen Bookstore today, he just wanted to buy my autobiography-I would give him this book for free on the spot-" There was another round of applause, "-but he didn't know," said Luo Hart went on, shaking Harry so that his glasses slipped on the tip of his nose, "He will soon have something more valuable than my book I Can Be Magical, and in fact he and his classmates will Get a real, magical version of me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it is with great pleasure and pride that I announce that this September, I will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

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