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Chapter 141 The Transaction with Lockhart

"Please come in."

Hearing the knock on the door, Lockhart did not look up, shouted aloud, and continued to work with his head down.

At this time, he was among the piles of letters, trying to reply to the letters of the book fans.

These two days, Lockhart has not had a good time.

He was knocked down with a spell by Amber neatly in front of everyone in class, and it had spread throughout Hogwarts.

Although it is Amber's name, it has been known to Hogwarts as early as last year.

However, Lockhart's strength, which is very inconsistent with the description in his book, also made the little wizards very confused.

So in the following lessons, Lockhart was questioned.

Although Lockhart has managed to maintain his image among the students with his three-inch tongue.

However, after all, it was still greatly affected.

Just like now, these letters of explanation are generally done by students, and now only Lockhart can write and write in person.

Hearing a footstep coming from the door and standing in front of 29 himself, Lockhart said enthusiastically while busy replying to the letter:

"Haha, what grade are you in? Come to me, do you have any questions?"

"It doesn't matter, you can ask any questions at any time. I am a Merlin 2nd Class Medal recipient, and have won the Wizarding Weekly for five consecutive years..."

Speaking of which, Lockhart raised his head subconsciously, and saw Amber standing in front of the desk with a half-smile.

"You, you...how are you?"

The moment he saw Amber, Lockhart shrank suddenly.

Lockhart, who has always been among the powerful wizards, lacks eyesight.

In the previous epiphany, he naturally understood, what is the level of being able to use such a powerful spell Amber?

To put it bluntly, if it is true that life and death are against each other, Lockhart will not be able to survive a round in Amber's hands.

So the moment he saw Amber, Lockhart's whole body instantly dissipated.

The former flamboyant gesture disappeared, replaced by a cautious humbleness.

"You...what are you doing here?"

Seeing Amber's half-smiling expression, Lockhart's teeth chattered with fright, and he couldn't even speak.

"Don't be afraid of Lockhart, the person you lied to has nothing to do with me. 99

Seeing the look on Lockhart's face, Amber couldn't help laughing.

He looked at the letters from readers scattered all over the place, and with a wave of his wand, the letters automatically pieced together and transformed into a comfortable high-back chair before Lockhart's desk.

"Looks like you're not having a good time, Lockhart?"

This look of Amber fell into Lockhart's eyes, like a devil about to bite.

But for some reason, after Amber sat down, Lockhart calmed down a bit.

He stood up, straightened his messy hair subconsciously, cleared his throat, and just wanted to say something.

But when he saw Amber's teasing eyes, the courage he had just raised disappeared instantly.

"Okay okay, what are you doing here?"

Lockhart sat down on the chair, covered his face with his hands, and asked in a muffled voice.

He knew very well that Amber had nothing good to do with this visit, but there was nothing he could do.

The only thing he could get his hands on was an oblivion spell, but he also knew clearly that once he missed the oblivion spell, the end would be a hundred times worse than death.

"Right, a liar should have the attitude of a liar."

"After all, the Oblivion Curse is at Hogwarts, but there isn't much of a market.""

"how do you know?

Hearing his biggest secret being revealed by Amber, Lockhart stood up abruptly and touched his wand subconsciously.

But after letting him see Amber's half-smiling expression, the hand touching the wand suddenly froze.

Can't beat it, can't beat it at all.

Lockhart is convinced. Even though he had already taken out his wand, the tip of the wand pointed at Amber.

The little wizard on the other side could also shoot dozens of spells before he could cast the forgetting spell, beating himself extremely miserably.

Thinking of this, Lockhart lowered his arms slumped. Raise your hands high to signify total surrender.

"Okay okay, although I don't know how you know that, but please, don't tell me about it."

Seeing Lockhart lying flat and mocking, Amber nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately, he took out a blank parchment. It was placed in front of Lockhart together with the protective alchemy items that he snatched from old Douglas last time.

"what do you mean?"

Looking at these two things, Lockhart was a little confused.

"That ring is a defensive alchemy item that can be activated manually, and on this parchment, you just need to sign it.

"I...I don't sign!"

Hearing this request, Lockhart shrank again, looking at Amber shaking his head in horror.

"Don't think I don't know, there is magic in the name, you asked me to sign a blank parchment, I... I absolutely can't do it!"

Seeing Lockhart shaking his head repeatedly, even covering his face with his arms, despite being extremely frightened, Amber was extremely helpless.

That's why he went to great lengths to find Lockhart instead of forging a random signature and handing it over to the library.

Names are magical, and as Hogwarts recognized professors like Lockhart, their signatures themselves are an opening of authority.

Amber is not the savior trio, the forged signature has Dumbledore's back 663 book.

He can only achieve his goal indirectly in this way.

"Don't be nervous, Lockhart, as I said before, whether you're a liar or not has nothing to do with me.

Seeing Lockhart trembling with fear, Amber could only slow down.

He took out another provocative alchemy item and placed it in front of Lockhart. Then he pointed to the parchment and said:

"You just need to sign a borrowing note from the forbidden area for me, and these two things are yours."

Hearing this request, Lockhart slowly put down his hand.

"Just...just this?"

"For the time being, that's all. 35

Amber nodded.

"Hey, I thought it was something like this, and this kind of thing is handed over to me, the winner of the Merlin Second Class Medal, five consecutive times..."

Suddenly relaxed, Lockhart subconsciously began to brag.

But when he saw Amber's face, like a drake that was strangled by his neck, he abruptly stopped speaking.

"Nice job, Lockhart."

Watch as Lockhart's unique swash signature appears on parchment. Amber flicked the parchment and nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately he looked up, looked at Lockhart, who was quietly touching the sweat on his head, and said:

"Want to make a deal, Lockhart?