Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

"That's right." Lockhart nodded in satisfaction. "So, how do we get to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix? You shouldn't be able to handle Apparition, Knight Bus."

"No no no," Hermione shook her head like a rattle, "I finally escaped from the house, Professor, you want to play with me for a day, I always wanted to experience the nightlife, but my parents insisted on coming out with me every time. , said that I was afraid that I would meet bad people."

"Nightlife?" Lockhart immediately thought of a bunch of 18-ban content, "You're still underage, why do you think so and let your professor accompany you?"

"Professor is a good man, stay with me." Hermione shook Lockhart's arm vigorously.

"Stop!" Lockhart was in a good mood, ready to indulge her once, "Hermione, Ron and Harry didn't tell you that a girl like you is not suitable for acting like a spoiled child?"

"Both of them are like children, of course I won't act like a spoiled child to them." Hermione snorted, "I'll say hello then. Professor Lockhart, come with me!"

"Yes, Miss Granger, with great pleasure." Lockhart bowed slightly to her.

Hermione burst out laughing at Lockhart's pretentious movements.

Lockhart is not very familiar with the life of Muggles in the UK. He followed Hermione the whole time. Hermione dragged Lockhart to visit a bunch of clothing stores and supermarkets. Lockhart, who had never done so after crossing, felt very fresh.

Now, Lockhart and Hermione were sitting on chairs at the intersection with an ice cream in their hands—the ice cream was ordered by Hermione.

"Muggle life is still very interesting." Lockhart sighed, recalling the memory of his previous life.

"Of course, when it comes to enjoyment, wizards are far from Muggles." Hermione said proudly. "Would you like to try candlelight dinner later, Professor, you must not have tried it."

"Candlelight dinner? Isn't that too romantic, neither Pandora nor I have tried it!" Lockhart was surprised.

Hermione seemed surprised too: "Really, that's great, the professor's first candlelight dinner was with me!"

Lockhart just said that he hadn't tried it with Pandora, not that he had never tried it, but he didn't tell the truth. Lockhart was not a decent man. How could he refuse a girl's invitation to dinner by candlelight? Just bring Pandora to experience it next time.

So, a pair of teachers and students sat in the dining room for a candlelight dinner.

"How is it, it's romantic," Hermione asked Lockhart, raising her eyebrows. "My first time and your first time are both given to each other."

"It's your first time," Lockhart tapped Hermione on the head. "Are you satisfied, you can go to the Order of the Phoenix."

"No!" Hermione rubbed her head and said brightly, "The nightlife has just begun, and we'll go to an interesting place later."

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"This is the fun part you said? It's so noisy, I hate it here." Lockhart covered his head, feeling that his Occlumency was about to be broken.

"I've always wanted to come here to have a good time, but my parents won't let me," Hermione's eyes flashed with excitement, "Professor, sit next to me, I'll go in and dance."

Lockhart silently put an earplug listening spell on himself, and sat depressed on the chair next to him and had a glass of wine. He didn't like this kind of place. people.

But Hermione was having a good time there, twisting and twisting with the music, and even jokingly winked at Lockhart. Although she didn't know how to dance, she didn't need any dancing skills here.

Lockhart looked at Hermione on the dance floor, really grown up, handsome, slender, bulging forward and backward. I can't see the childishness of a few years ago anymore, and it's cheaper than that silly boy Ron.

Hermione, who was beautiful and was not accompanied by a male companion, quickly attracted the attention of the men. The hunters approached the target one after another. Lockhart also watched with interest as Hermione was accosted.

He didn't believe a witch could be taken advantage of by Muggles.

Several men surrounded Hermione, as if they were inviting her to play with them, but Hermione waved her hands repeatedly to refuse. The men seemed impatient, and wanted to force Hermione into a corner, but they also refused. Move your hands and feet.

Lockhart wondered, why didn't Hermione resist? Should he wait for his hero to save the beauty, or did he not bring his wand? Or have you never encountered such a situation?

Seeing that several people were acting more and more presumptuously, Lockhart could not pretend to be stupid, squeezed through the crowd, came to Hermione's side, and blocked several men.

"What are you doing, you have to invite beautiful women on a first-come-first-served basis." A man said dissatisfiedly, "Go find someone else and leave quickly."

Lockhart was very surprised, these people are still quite quality, and they are not the same as those written in some yy novels. "I'm sorry everyone, it's time for me and my friends to go, you can do whatever you want." After saying that, he pulled Hermione and wanted to leave.

A man was obviously on fire and reached out his hand to block: "Dude, you..."

Lockhart was not interested in tossing with a few Muggles. He stretched out his hand to release a little magic power and knocked the man out a few meters, which frightened the people next to him and did not continue to stop him.

Sitting back with Hermione at the small table next to her, Hermione didn't show a trace of fear, but blushed with excitement: "It turns out that there will be a rogue, I always thought it was my mother who lied to me!"

Lockhart was speechless, "Have you had enough fun, can you go?"

"It's too early, have a drink, I like it here!" Hermione was obviously still not satisfied.

"God, Hermione, in my impression, you are a good boy. You can't be obsessed with this place. This is not a good place." Lockhart persuaded Hermione. He felt that Hermione seemed to be playing a little crazy.

"It's tiring being a good kid. I just want to have fun. Anyway, there's a professor here, so nothing will happen." Hermione complained, "Professor, come and have a drink~"

"Okay, Hermione, don't you have any emotional setbacks?" Lockhart asked tentatively, "The boy you like likes other people?"

"Hmph, no, let's not talk about this, continue to drink, the wine here is quite expensive and can't be wasted."

"Stop drinking, I'll pay later, I've brought Muggle money." Lockhart tried to dissuade Hermione, but Hermione pushed his hand away and continued drinking.

"Don't stop me, UU reads www.uukanshu.com The book says that getting drunk is part of nightlife."

It turned out to be poisoned by a Muggle book, Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief: "Hermione, not everything in the book is true, you have to learn to distinguish between good and bad."

"I understand, you let me experience it once," Hermione began to get a little drunk, "I have to open a room with a man later, professor, it's just you."

What kind of ghost book is Hermione reading, teaching bad children! Lockhart resisted the desire to complain, pulled Hermione up and carried her out, standing on the side of the road to find the knight bus.

"Are we going to open a room," Hermione asked dazedly.

"Don't make trouble with Hermione, let's go to Grimm Square now."

"No no!" Hermione's drunken madness was so scary that Lockhart almost threw her on the ground, "I'm going to open a room! Otherwise, the nightlife will not be complete! You take me to the hotel, hurry..."

"Okay, I'll find one for you right away." Lockhart also changed his mind. Now that he's back at the Order of the Phoenix, those old men will definitely think that it's not good for them to get Hermione drunk and let Hermione lie down in the hotel for one night. Bar.

Lockhart helped Hermione to a hotel, "Two rooms."

"No, one room!" Hermione was still conscious.

"How many rooms are there?" The person at the front desk looked at Lockhart like a decent person and was not angry, but still looked at him with strange eyes. He felt that it should be the woman who asked to open two rooms, and the man who wanted to open one room was reasonable. .

Lockhart covered Hermione's mouth: "Two rooms, thank you."

"ID card."

"Uh, wait," Lockhart didn't have an ID, maybe he should get one, but now—he pulled out his wand: "Ecstasy."

"304 and 305, this is the key."