Hogwarts Card System Chapter 173

Chapter 173: Your Bro Rooster is Awesome, Right?

Ted and Hermione knocked on Lockhart’s office door.

“Who is it?” Lockhart, busy inside, was startled.

But Ted and Hermione simply pushed the door open. “Professor! We heard something happened. Malfoy was taken by the monster in the Chamber of Secrets, and we heard you’re in charge of investigating the Chamber. We know a clue… Wait, what are you doing?”

Ted’s puzzled expression made even Hermione behind him a little stunned: How can he act so well? Didn’t we say we were going to find Lockhart to block the curse? He can actually pretend he knows nothing!

Hermione could only hide as much as possible behind Ted, not letting Lockhart see her face. She was really afraid her expression would reveal something.

At this moment, Lockhart was holding a wig, about to stuff it into his suitcase, when he was suddenly caught red-handed by his proudest disciple. The scene made him feel like his toes were digging through the castle.

“Oh, this… that… you know, I have a lot of things, so I often tidy up. Keeping your room tidy is a good habit. Have I ever told you about how I tidied my room neatly and won the affection of a witch? Let me tell you…” Lockhart habitually rambled.

But Ted interrupted him mercilessly: “Professor! What time is it? No time to tidy up the room. We must go to the Chamber of Secrets to save Malfoy. We’ve already found the entrance to the Chamber!”

“Oh, the Chamber entrance, yes, the Chamber… Hmm, but Professor, I have my own plans. You know, we can’t alert the enemy.” Lockhart still tried to change the subject.

His eyes darted around the room, looking at his grinning photos on the wall, or the magnificent robes hanging up, a pile of fan letters he hadn’t had time to reply to… In short, he dared not look at Ted and Hermione.

This was his proudest disciple, who always admired him, supported him, and covered for him!

Now, was he about to lose this student who was so much to his liking?

He was absolutely not going to the Chamber of Secrets. Whoever wanted to go could go; it was too insane!

Who knew Hogwarts even had such a thing? He didn’t have it when he was a student!

What was Dumbledore doing? Was he senile!

“Professor, you are Lockhart, the famous Lockhart. Now that we’ve found the Chamber, together we can surely save Malfoy! Think about it, you’ll be the savior of Hogwarts, a shining star in the British wizarding world. The Ministry of Magic will have to award you a First Class Order of Merlin!”

When Ted said that, Lockhart was truly a little tempted. Imagining the Minister of Magic, beaming, presenting him with the Order of Merlin, many reporters taking photos of him, countless witches screaming for him—wow!

Wait! But that’s the monster in the Chamber! Even Dumbledore was helpless. Wouldn’t I just be delivering a midnight snack if I went?

“Alright! Ted, I won’t hide it from you. There’s no way I’m going to that damned Chamber of Secrets. I shouldn’t have come back to this damned Hogwarts! No honor, no praise, no flowers and applause, nothing! Those damned little wizards treat me like an idiot! Damn it!”

An adult’s breakdown happens in an instant. Lockhart suddenly broke down emotionally, slamming the wig in his hand to the floor and kicking it fiercely, crushing it!

Damned shampoo! Damned hair loss! Damned reporters and damned publishers!

Damn it, damn it! All damned!

If anyone looked closely, they would notice a faint glimmer in Ted’s eyes at this moment.

After venting for more than a minute, Lockhart suddenly sobered up, but since things had come to this, he didn’t intend to hide it anymore.

“I came back to school as a professor, originally thinking I could build some teacher-student bond with Longbottom and hype up my reputation. But he simply doesn’t know what’s good for him! If only he were as sensible as you, Ted. What a pity, what a pity you shouldn’t have come!” Lockhart’s eyes also turned fierce.

Ted also put away his expression and became serious.

“Professor, Professor Lockhart, I’m asking you one more time, are you going to save Malfoy?”

“Don’t bother! Ted.” Lockhart’s hand subtly moved towards his waist.

“Actually, those stories in your books, they’re not your personal experiences, are they?” Ted said calmly.

Hearing this, Lockhart stiffened, his lips trembling, and his pupils involuntarily widened: “What nonsense are you talking about! Of course, those are my personal experiences, I’m a recognized great adventurer!”

“Don’t lie, Professor. I’m the one who’s had the most contact with you at school. Many of the spells you mention in your books, you don’t know them at all. Some common sense mentioned in the books, you don’t understand at all. And the content you boast about in your letters to female fans is different every time… Also, I’ve seen similar reports in wizarding newspapers in other countries, but the protagonists weren’t you!”

Ted’s words were like a steel spear piercing Lockhart’s heart. He felt his legs weaken, almost unable to stand, and fine cold sweat began to seep from his back and forehead.

“I… those… panting, alright, they weren’t my stories. I found those wizards, befriended them, extracted their stories, and then wrote them into books as my own. But it’s not my fault!”

“It’s all the readers’ fault! Readers love to read stories where I’m the protagonist! Who would want to read about a fifty or sixty-year-old scruffy, hare-lipped old wizard solving the female ghost of Wanlong, a black and old witch driving away werewolves with an amulet, or a skinny ascetic monk feeding snowmen on a snowy mountain!”

Lockhart became more and more animated as he spoke, as if he had found his backbone, and immediately became self-righteous.

“I just made the stories better! Made readers like them more! What did I do wrong? What did I do wrong!”

At this moment, sitting behind his desk with his hands covered by the tabletop, he secretly reached for the wand at his waist, eyeing his proud disciple and Hermione behind him.

This student of his was a famous top student and excellent at dueling, having won ten consecutive matches.

However, he believed that as long as he launched a surprise attack, a single Obliviate spell would make him forget everything that happened today.

As for Hermione behind him, that studious girl was nothing.

Having made up his mind, he instantly drew his wand, only to see a colorful phantom flash by. Lockhart suddenly felt a sharp pain on the back of his hand, and his wand involuntarily dropped to the floor.

Looking closely, there was an enormous rooster standing on his desk!

Its feathers were bright and colorful, its comb a vivid red, and a tuft of white hair parted in the middle made it look quite artistic.

Its large chicken feet were probably as big as size fifty human feet, with golden skin and sharp, terrifying claws…

It was too tall, standing over two meters even on the desk, looking down at him with a domineering and imposing gaze.

Bro Rooster: Your Bro Rooster is awesome, right?

After successfully modifying Bro Rooster, Ted had been thinking about how to carry him around, after all, if he encountered a Basilisk, he wouldn’t have time to go back and find Bro Rooster.

Since he used the knowledge of Pokémon breeding and evolution, he naturally thought of Poké Balls.

But he hadn’t gotten any knowledge about Poké Balls!

No matter, he would just try it.

He didn’t need any forced containment or taming abilities, just something for personal carrying.

Combining the Space-Extending Charm with D&D magic like the Bag of Holding, and then using alchemy to create a main body…

And thus, the first version 1.0 of the Magical Beast Poké Ball was born!

Just now, Ted had suddenly pulled out a walnut-sized Magical Beast Ball and released Bro Rooster.

Bro Rooster, with the speed of lightning that concealed the bell of stealing, pecked Lockhart’s hand, breaking the skin.

Ted waved his wand, and Lockhart’s wand flew into his hand.

“Professor, if you don’t want your secret to be revealed, you’d better come with us to save him. Besides, the Malfoy family is a famous pure-blood family, and he’s their only heir. If we save him, old Malfoy won’t treat you badly, will he?”

“But if you desert us, you might provoke old Malfoy’s anger! At that time, old Malfoy, grieving for his son, could really do anything…”

Ted at this moment showed no trace of his previous sincerity. His words made Lockhart sweat.

He felt as if he had never truly known his proud student.

He forced a smile: “Alright, Ted, you’re right. I’ll go with you to the Chamber of Secrets to save him. Can you give me back my wand? I can’t go empty-handed, can I?”

Ted weighed Lockhart’s cherry wood wand. “Don’t worry, Professor, I’ll definitely return it to you before the fight.”

(End of Chapter)