People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 108 A Different Young Master

"Are you planning to leave Hogwarts?" Draco glanced around and found that Lockhart had packed all his belongings into a suitcase.

"Yes, I have something urgent to do! I went home to use the toilet and forgot to flush it!" Lockhart stuffed his precious robe into the suitcase and casually sent Afro and the others away.

"What about the secret room?"

"This——" Lockhart locked the suitcase, pretending to be grief-stricken, and packed his things quickly. Afro saw with her own eyes that Lockhart packed up a wig on the table.

“I’m deeply sorry!”

"But you're a professor—"

"Stop talking nonsense! Hermione!" Afro, who was standing at the door, slammed the office door shut, letting out the university bully Hermione. The dark oak door concealed everything that happened in the room.

Snape, standing in the corner, saw everything that had just happened. He felt that Dumbledore's worry was completely unnecessary. With the little wizard named Campbell around, ten Lockharts would not be enough for her to play with.

He took one last look at the closed wooden door, and his shoulders relaxed. A hint of smile seemed to flash across his deep eyes. The black robe disappeared into the corner, and no one noticed that someone had appeared here.

"What are you going to do?" Lockhart picked up the wand on the table and pointed it at them tremblingly. He didn't know who to deal with first with the shaking wand.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry roared, and Lockhart's wand was knocked away. Harry grabbed it and threw it out of the window with another wave of his hand.

Hermione stepped forward at this moment, pointing her wand at Lockhart, who had fallen on the suitcase.

Lockhart was finally knocked unconscious by Hermione's fainting. Everyone bent over and surrounded Lockhart lying on the ground, and Ron even kicked him in the shoulder with the tip of his shoe.

"How do we take him away?" Draco put his arm in Aphrodite's arm, rested his chin on her shoulder, and half of his body pressed against her, trying to stay away from Hermione who was holding the wand.

"Use the levitation spell."

Harry nodded, put a hand down on Ron's raised arm, and waved his wand to control the unconscious Lockhart to follow them.

They walked smoothly to the bathroom, which was empty except for Myrtle, who was sitting on the toilet crying.

"Draco, you go back first." Afro didn't want Draco to be in danger. She had the system to protect her life, and Harry and the others had the aura of the protagonist. She was really afraid that if things got serious, she wouldn't be able to take care of him.

"Are you looking down on me?" Draco frowned, his clenched fists turned white, and his barely audible voice made Afro's heart tighten in an instant.

"Of course not, I'm just worried you might get hurt."

"Can't Pote go? If he can go, then so can I."

"Besides, we don't even know who will protect whom!"

Hearing Aphrodite's words, Draco's ears turned red and he instantly became shy. He unconsciously raised his voice to cover up his embarrassment.

Harry, who was questioning Myrtle, glared at him in dissatisfaction. Seeing Draco leaning on Aphrodite as if no one was around, his anger reached its peak in an instant.

"If you like it this way, so can I." Myrtle lowered her head embarrassedly, floated to Harry's side, and leaned her transparent head against his shoulder.

Harry dodged in the other direction, and Myrtle didn't hold back and fell directly into the toilet. Ron was kind enough to press the flush button.

Harry, upset, walked to the pool and carefully observed the strange places in these pools. They checked the pool inside and out several times, but found nothing.

Afro offered to help, but the three boys objected in unison, saying that this was not something girls should do.

Hermione, who was squatting on the ground checking the water pipe, rolled her eyes very ungracefully!

What a bunch of double standards! Is she not a girl?

She could see clearly what these boys were thinking. They wanted to take Afulo away, and she was the first one to disagree!

Afro had no way to find the entrance to the secret room directly, so he had to remind the people who had fallen to their knees and stood up in a roundabout way, "See if there is any pattern engraved on it!"

As soon as Afro finished his reminder, Draco actually saw a small snake pattern at a place connected to the water pipe.

"here!"

"Harry, speak Parseltongue." Ron and the rest of the people gathered around him. He looked at the lifelike little snake pattern and spoke with difficulty.

"Open." Harry tried hard to imagine the pattern as a real snake. He heard that the voice he spoke was not the usual tone, but a hissing sound.

The pool moved in response, the middle part with the mirror began to rise, and the water around it continued to expand and shrink, revealing a black hole underneath.

"I'll go down first."

"I'll go first."

Ron and Harry had an argument over who should go down first. Neither of them wanted their best buddy to go down and face unknown danger.

"No need to argue, just let him go." Afro pointed at Lockhart, who was lying motionless on the ground, with ill intent, a wicked smile on his lips.

She kicked lightly, and the fainted Lockhart disappeared vertically down the black hole from their sight. After an unknown amount of time, they heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground at the entrance of the Buddha Cave.

"It doesn't sound dangerous." Hermione thought of the miserable Lockhart and felt sympathy for a second.

Harry jumped down first, followed by Ron and Hermione. Afro grabbed Draco who wanted to follow and looked at him seriously, "Are you really going?"

"Aphrodite, I'm really not as weak as you think. And I also believe that our Princess Aphrodite can protect Master Draco!"

Draco gently touched Aphrodite's hair, his nails gently inserted into her hair. His eyes were gentle, as if the sun was shining into his eyes, making Aphrodite unconsciously relax a little.

The dark pipe seemed to have no end, and the gloomy environment made people lose their sense of time. Afro suddenly popped out from a flattened pipe and landed steadily on three meat pads.

"Sorry!" Hermione helped Aphrodite stand up from the three boys. The space was just enough to accommodate them all.

They all took out their wands to illuminate the space and searched around.

"Huh? Where's my wand?" Ron searched all his pockets but couldn't find the wand that Afro lent him.

"Hahahaha, the game is over!" The dusty Lockhart stood out from behind a huge rock holding Ron's wand.

He pointed his wand at them and showed his signature smile on his bruised and red face.

"No one will remember you. Let me think about it. Why not just say that you ran away secretly and were dealt with by the rumored heir?"

"And I will be the final hero. As for that female student, I can only say that she was unlucky."

"you……"

"You liar!" Hermione, a former veteran fan of Loki, roared loudly. She couldn't believe that she had been used to such a disgusting thing!

Lockhart ignored Hermione's yelling and confidently recited the spell he was most familiar with.

There was a flash of white light, and Lockhart fainted again.