Chapter 83 Are you Dumbledore's favorite student? Bruce had never seen anyone so shameless. At this moment, Lockhart had no idol baggage at all. He just lay on the ground, explaining his previous behavior and begging Bruce for mercy. "I just want to save some face for myself!" His voice trembled, "After all, I am a recipient of the Order of Merlin, Class 3. I was threatened but didn't put up a single resistance. If this gets out, my image will be ruined! "But I'm really not the person you're looking for. If you don't believe me, you can use Legilimency on me!" After saying that, Lockhart closed his eyes, looking ready to be slaughtered. Bruce was almost amused by Lockhart's rogue behavior. He didn't believe the nonsense at all, but he didn't use Legilimency on Lockhart either. Who knows if this guy knows Occlumency. "Come on, Professor Lockhart, get up!"
Bruce was no longer as murderous as before. Instead, he put away his wand and helped Lockhart to his seat. Lockhart was a little flattered and didn't understand why Bruce's attitude changed so quickly. "Don't look at me like that, Mr. Lockhart. You are the teacher." Bruce said, "I was just trying to find the criminal, so I seemed a little rude. Professor, you won't blame me, right?" "No, no! Of course not!" Lockhart waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that he didn't take what happened just now to heart at all. "That's good. I was worried that if word got out that I threatened the professor, I'd be expelled from school." Bruce patted Lockhart on the shoulder and said, "Let's keep today's events a secret between us. I will come to you often to ask questions in the future, Professor." These words had a completely different meaning to Lockhart. That was a naked threat. So Lockhart immediately patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, we have a common secret, so we are in the same group. I will definitely keep it a secret!" After saying that, he opened his arms and said, "Come, let me hug you to show my sincerity!" Bruce pushed him away and wanted to hug him. "I hope you didn't lie to me today, Professor, and that we can still get along." Bruce finally sighed and said, "I don't really like violence. After all, I'm not a monster." After saying this, he really left. Lockhart waited for a while, making sure Bruce was far away, before slowly standing up from the chair. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Everything is in my plan." bang——
The wind blew the windows. "babble--" Lockhart immediately covered his head and crouched down, hiding under the table at lightning speed. …… Bruce and Katoom were on their way back to the common room. "It all depends on what Lockhart does next." Bruce said, "If he didn't report me, it means he really has something to hide!" He didn't believe in the good in Lockhart's heart, so he bet on his evil. "There's really no need to go through so much trouble, right?" Catum said, "You can definitely go to Snape's warehouse and steal some truth serum. I've been there, and there are a lot of good things there." Bruce shook his head, indicating that he was unwilling to use such means. "Whether it's truth serum or a spell, both have flaws." Bruce said, "If I rely on this kind of thing, I will fall into a big pit sooner or later." In this world, except for the Unforgivable Curses, every spell has a counter-curse. Likewise, every potion has an antidote. In many cases, simply stuffing a fecal stone into your throat can solve most problems. "It's up to you then." Katum no longer insisted. They turned a corner and soon arrived at the Hufflepuff common room. However, at this time, Bruce saw Dumbledore standing at the door, seemingly waiting for someone. "Oh, Bruce, I was just wondering when you would be back." When Dumbledore saw Bruce, a kind smile flashed in his eyes. Apparently he was waiting for Bruce. "Professor Dumbledore, you're looking for me?" Bruce asked. "Yes, I have something to ask of you." Dumbledore said nonchalantly, "I noticed before that you seemed to get along well with Professor Gale Green?" Bruce frowned inwardly. How come this old man seemed to know everything? Does he have spies all over the world? "Yes, Mr. Principal." Bruce did not deny, "I met him once on the train." "that would be great." Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In fact, I would like to ask you to go to Professor Gale and ask him to study this thing."
He pulled out a test tube from his wizard robe, with a silver thread floating inside. "This is the memory I retrieved from Miss Brown's mind, but it is completely indecipherable." Dumbledore sighed and said, "It has been contaminated by a very dark magic. In this case, perhaps Professor Gale can find a way to deal with it." Bruce understood what the principal meant. Should he ask Professor Gail Green for help? but-- "Mr. Principal, why don't you go yourself?" Bruce asked doubtfully, "I'm just a student. I shouldn't have as much face as you do, right?" "Oh Bruce, there are very complicated reasons here, it's hard for me to explain to you." Dumbledore handed the test tube to Bruce and said, "In short, I have already used up my last favor with Professor Gale. Now I can only ask for your help." Ok. Bruce also didn't understand why Dumbledore wanted to be the Riddler. But it's still okay to help out, after all, I still have to learn magic from the old man later. In Katum's words, let the old man explode with gold coins. …… Bruce arrived at Professor Gale's door. With a gentle knock, the door opened by itself. This was Bruce's first time entering Professor Gale's office, and the layout inside was very different from other offices. There were various things in the room that looked like black magic props, but Bruce didn't feel it was eerie. Because on the table not far away, there was a music box that was playing music in a loop. The sound was light and soothing, and reminded Bruce of summer. There is also an illusory little figure on the music box, a spirited young man who looks like he has just finished a grand performance and is making a perfect curtain call. Is this Professor Gale as a young man, Bruce wondered, with his image made into a music box? What a narcissist. Bruce then saw Professor Gale. He was leaning on a recliner with his eyes closed, holding a hookah in his hand, with smoke surrounding him. Bruce discovered that there was a skull connected to the other end of the hookah. Is this something a serious wizard can use? As Bruce approached, Professor Gale opened his eyes.
When he saw the person coming, a barely perceptible emotion flashed in his eyes. Bruce believed it was disappointment. "As I recall, your name is Bruce Wayne?" Professor Gale narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you Dumbledore's favorite student now?" (End of this chapter)