When Felix returned to the castle, he had a satisfied smile on his face.

With the addition of many professors, his duel course has become stronger. Perhaps, he can invite other professors to join in the fun later?

Especially when he received a text message from the owl 'Baixian' that afternoon -

"Dear Felix Hepp, my award ceremony is tentatively scheduled for 10 am on February 4 (Saturday), located in Room 3 on the second floor of the Ministry of Magic (to the left of the Wizengamot Office). You are sincerely invited to attend the ceremony - Mokris Belby"

Felix wrote a reply and estimated the time in his mind, which was about half a month away.

In the evening, Felix finished tutoring Hermione Granger in the magic class, and he handed the little witch a glass of pumpkin juice.

Generally speaking, after the magic class, his assistants will stay in the office for more than ten minutes, on the one hand to relieve the fatigue in the thinking hut, on the other hand, to chat about some interesting topics or answer some questions.

Today, they mentioned Professor Gilderoy Lockhart.

Hermione held the cup and asked, "Professor, what do you think of Lockhart?"

"What do you think of him?"

"That is, what do you think of him personally, his teaching, the books he wrote, etc...."

Felix glanced at Hermione. His assistant had been on the job for half a year, and he was very familiar with some of her speaking habits. What was in front of him was a way for her to get information.

"Professor Lockhart is a very talkative person and has a strong desire to express himself, which is different from me, even though we are both writers."

Hermione asked, "Then what do you think of his books? You should have read his books, right?"

"I have indeed read them," Felix said, "It's not very useful to me, but for students, those methods of dealing with and discovering dangers are still of great reference value."

"In fact, I appreciate his way of integrating knowledge into stories. Maybe I will imitate him in the future." Felix looked at Hermione with interest, and her eyebrows frowned.

"But -" she stammered, "don't you think that the book he wrote is completely different from his performance in class, there is a strong sense of tearing?"

"Maybe," Felix judged without comment, "Obviously, there are fictional and ambiguous elements in his book, but we can only blame his personal morality. At least he checked a lot of information when he wrote the book."

"But what if," Hermione said nervously, a layer of fine beads of sweat on her face, "what if his story was stolen from other people's minds?"

The office was silent for a few seconds -

"This is a serious accusation, Miss Granger. If what you said is true, then the person who did this should be imprisoned in Azkaban." Felix said seriously.

"Granger, I need evidence."

Hermione trembled and took out a stack of crumpled parchment from her wizard robe.

"This is... this is what we found in Professor Lockhart's office." She said with difficulty that it was Ron who did this, but she and Harry agreed that they could not put the blame on Ron alone.

Felix looked at her in surprise. He understood why his assistant was assigned to Gryffindor. She was a restless and irritable witch. She

would break into the professor's office if she didn't agree with him.

Thinking about it, he was really foresighted to place the Binding Vine at the door every time he left the office.

He flipped through the document and the name on it caught his attention. "Record of Visiting the Old Wizard in Armenia (Note: Werewolf Adventure)."

"Why are there two handwritings?" He flipped through it roughly and soon realized the problem.

There were more than twenty pages of parchment in total, most of which were in Hermione's neat handwriting, and only three pages were in another handwriting.

"We, I..." Hermione swallowed her saliva. It was really difficult for her to tell how she violated the school rules in her own words.

"Speak slowly, I'm listening." Felix said.

"The thing is, Ron was in detention in Lockhart's office as a punishment for copying fan letters. He found a secret document and secretly took back three pages. From the content of these three pages, we judged that Lockhart's book might not be his own experience, but a story stolen from others."

"We decided to secretly collect evidence and investigate the truth."

Felix listened calmly.

"--In the following week, Ron took the opportunity of detention to continuously extract part of the document."

Felix was surprised at the boldness of these people, "So he was not discovered by Lockhart?" Could Professor Lockhart be a fool?

"Lockhart has been in a bad state recently, his memory is very poor, and his speech is also upside down. Moreover, after we got a few pages of information that day, we would quickly copy them down and return the original manuscripts the next day..."

"These three pages of original manuscripts are what we think are more important. They are the evidence that Lockhart stole the story!"

Felix didn't know whether to applaud them for their careful arrangement or criticize them. He didn't listen to what he told them to study at ease.

He pulled out three pages of manuscripts and recognized at a glance that the contents were written with a professional shorthand quill.

This type of shorthand quill is very special. They usually record the text according to the owner's ideas, and they will distort and modify the dialogue, and add expressions and action descriptions.

Felix has seen the power of this thing at Rita Skeeter's house.

He read it carefully-

Wizard with a crooked mouth: My head hurts a little, as if there is a spoon digging in my brain. What's wrong with me?

(Extraordinary) Adventurer: This is normal. Come, drink some juice. It's good for you.

The wizard with a crooked mouth drank the juice mixed with an unknown potion painfully.

(Extraordinary) Adventurer: Let's continue the story about werewolves. You talked a lot in the bar these two days. Have you forgotten? I bought you a lot of drinks. But I want to know more details... By the way, can I check your memory later? After all, a good cook cannot cook without rice. Readers need immersive stories.

Crooked-Mouth Wizard: I don't know, something is wrong, there is a problem...

(Extraordinary) Adventurer: How can it be? Please look at me, I can help you.

The adventurer raised his wand.

Felix read through the three pages of parchment with a serious expression. The matter was more serious than he had imagined.

He figured out the general logic: Lockhart found the target in the tavern, he spent a few days to get the target to talk, or in other words, to become friends with this unlucky guy, and then, either by ambush or drugging him, anyway, he controlled the target.

After that, Lockhart used memory magic or something similar to truth serum to get the whole story.

"What do you want me to do?" Felix asked calmly.

"Of course, reveal his true face." Hermione said without hesitation.

"The things written on the shorthand quill cannot generally be regarded as evidence, but," Felix smiled, "as long as we know his behavior, the matter will be easily resolved."

"I will tell Headmaster Dumbledore, with his ability, he will handle it properly. If that doesn't work, I can also take some less appropriate measures."

Hermione hesitated.

"Anything else?" Felix asked.

"Professor, it's Ron's trouble, we need your help."