Chapter 3 The Chaos in Lihen Bookstore

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It's just that the author of the original book gave Snape more ink, arranged a more tragic past for him, and even used the title of a whole book as his biography, which made readers see a different story. The same Professor Snape, a more infatuated sad man.

Likewise, with regard to Lockhart, apart from the flaws shown by the author in the original book, we actually know nothing about him.

At least Clark didn't expect that this man could even fabricate false memories.

Because Clark, who has read the original book, knows that Lockhart's so-called adventures are nothing but stolen from others. But in the spiritual information he detected, it was found that Lockhart's emotions and memories were consistent with what he said.

In this case, either Clark lied so much that he believed it, and he really took these things as his own doing; or he had already reached Clark's psychic powers, and targeted forged memories, and actively let Clark perceive arrive.

Clark naturally prefers the latter over the former.

It seems that this liar writer is not only proficient in using the Oblivion Curse, but also proficient in Occlumency and Legilimency, and he is always vigilant, even when facing a child.

Coupled with the lively scene at the scene, Clark has every reason to suspect that Lockhart, the idiot in the original book, is probably a hidden master of spiritual magic.

Otherwise, it couldn't explain why he was able to sneak attack several wizards who provided him with story material. You know, those wizards can complete the content described in his book, but they are all ruthless characters. If they can not miss in this situation, and the sneak attack is successful, even if the other party lowers their vigilance, Lockhart's strength is absolutely not to be underestimate.

Otherwise, what we should hear is "the famous author Lockhart was killed in a surprise attack" or "Lockhart's ultimate secret".

Of course, even though he felt that he could learn something useful from Lockhart, Clark still had reservations about the guy's appointment at Hogwarts.

At this time, the atmosphere on the first floor of the bookstore had been fully aroused, and the crowd added a few more books to themselves to support their idol as a teacher at Hogwarts, and Lockhart returned to his seat contentedly , to continue his great signing business.

Only Harry, holding the complete set of Gilderoy Lockhart's works, staggered out of the crowd,

Walk over to the Weasleys standing by the wall.

"You were out of the limelight just now." Seeing Harry's embarrassed expression, Hermione joked, then stretched her neck and looked around, "By the way, did you see Clark? Let's meet here at Lihen Bookstore, why didn't I see him?"

Mr. Granger stood behind, hearing what his daughter said, his face as ugly as constipation. Why is that rich kid coming today?

Harry shook his head, indicating that he didn't see Clark, then poured all the books in his arms into Ginny's new cauldron, and said vaguely to her, "I'll buy it myself..."

It's just that before he finished speaking, there was a voice that he hated and was familiar with, "You must like this very much, Potter?"

Harry straightened up, and then, without a doubt, his nemesis, Draco Malfoy, appeared in front of him with his usual sardonic smile on his face.

What will happen when these two people meet naturally needless to say, not to mention there is Ron who likes to join in the fun.

However, they were not the only ones who came today, and the quarrel between the children soon developed to the corresponding elders behind them.

"Ron!"

Mr. Weasley squeezed over with brothers George and Fred, "What are you doing? It's too messy here, there are everyone, let's get out."

"Oops - Arthur Weasley."

It was Lucius Malfoy, still wearing the same robes Clark had seen last time, with one hand on Draco's shoulder and the same sneer on his face as his son.

"Lucius," said Mr. Weasley, nodding coldly.

"I heard that the man is very busy with his work." Lucius Malfoy sounded a little shady, "So many raids... I think they paid you a lot of overtime?"

He reached into Ginny's cauldron, pulled out a tattered copy of "The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" from among the shiny new Lockhart books, and flipped through it.

This action seemed very ordinary, but Clark was standing in the shadow on the second floor, and he had locked him firmly, like a top hunter, not letting go of every move of Lucius Malfoy.

He knew that the thing he had been waiting for for so long had now appeared.

"It doesn't look like, my God, what's the good of being the scum of wizards if you can't even get a good paycheck?"

Mr. Weasley's face was redder than Ron's and Ginny's.

"We have very different ideas of what it means to be the scum of a wizard, Malfoy."

"of course."

Lucius Malfoy rolled his light eyes, and his eyes fell on the Grangers who were looking at them with trepidation, "Look at the friends you made, Weasley... I thought your family had fallen to the bottom It's the limit."

With a clang, Ginny's cauldron whirled towards Lucius Malfoy, spilling all the books in it.

But Malfoy raised his cane and pointed, and the cauldron flew back at a faster speed, accompanied by seven or eight thick books with hard covers, towards the rushing Mr. Weasley.

"Use your brain, Weasley, we're wizards, not your fist-thumping Muggle friends."

Ginny and Hermione screamed in terror as the flying cauldron and brick-like book were about to hit Mr. Weasley's head.

"Be careful..."

Mr. Weasley didn't even have time to draw out his wand to resist, so he could only raise his arms to prepare to resist, but the next moment, the cauldron and seven or eight thick books were suddenly suspended in front of him, only a palm away from him.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do this, Mr. Lucius." Clark followed the steps by the wall and walked down from the second floor step by step, the beech wand in his hand was shaking lightly, like a conductor at a concert Great.

"Books are the ladder of human progress, not the weapons we use to fight."

Accompanied by his words, the books suspended in the air, like tired birds returning to their nests, flew back to where they should be on the bookshelf.

And the new cauldron fell lightly into Ginny's hands.

Just an appearance, relying on the non-smoky multi-target floating spell, Clark stunned everyone present.