In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Kyle and Lockhart were asking and answering questions in this way, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Moreover, Lockhart would carefully write down Kyle's answers. If you didn't know him, you would think he was working part-time as a reporter.

In about half an hour, a thick pile of parchment accumulated on the table.

"It's amazing..." Lockhart said with emotion: "This is the first time I have seen such an outstanding young wizard like you. You have encountered such incredible experiences at such a young age. You must have many interesting stories."

Before coming to Hogwarts, he only knew that Kyle had driven away a werewolf at St. Mungo's and was awarded the Order of Merlin, Second Class.

To be honest, Lockhart was very dissatisfied at the time and felt that Sir Merlin's group was very unfair.

He worked hard to steal so many stories, helped an entire village get rid of the scourge of werewolves, and drove away the vampires that were doing evil everywhere...but in the end, he only got a third-level medal.

Why did Kyle get the second-level medal just for defeating a werewolf? Was it because he had someone behind him? So Lockhart's first impression of Kyle was that he was a lucky kid... If he also knew Dumbledore and Dean Sassia of St. Mungo's, he would definitely be able to get the second-level medal of Merlin.

However, since becoming the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Lockhart's understanding of Kyle has become more comprehensive.

He learned from several senior students that the magical creature incident that shocked the entire British wizarding world two years ago was actually related to Kyle.

He was only a first-year student when he was captured by the notorious dark wizard Oren and taken to the Forbidden Forest, but he miraculously escaped in the end.

Lockhart was also very interested in this experience and wanted to ask what happened in the Forbidden Forest...if there was time later and they could talk more.

"It's not much of a story. I just ran into more trouble than most people." Kyle waved his hand, looking like he didn't want to talk more.

"I suddenly discovered another good thing about you, humility."

Lockhart smiled, "Then let's go back to the Chamber of Secrets."

"Where were we just now... Oh, the four great masters of Hogwarts... I bet they must have taught you a lot of powerful spells, or ways to become stronger."

Lockhart looked at Kyle and asked casually, "Would you like to share it with me... I know this request may be a bit excessive. But you just need to simply say a name... just to satisfy my curiosity."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Professor."

Kyle shook his head. "Forget about powerful spells. They didn't even teach me a lighting spell."

"Really...it seems you are not willing to share this with me." Lockhart sighed, "Of course, I can understand that."

"Really not." Kyle looked him in the eyes.

"The learning of any spell requires gradual progress. Generally, only those unlearned and fraudulent wizards would take out a secret book and say that you will be invincible after learning it."

Lockhart flipped through the parchment on the table.

"Yeah, you're right."

He glanced out the window, then stood up and said, "Let me think about it. I've asked all the questions I need to ask. Oh, by the way, there's one more small matter."

He drew his wand and pointed it at Kyle.

"I'm sincerely sorry, child. I had to cast a forgetfulness spell on you. I don't allow other people to take the spotlight in my book..."

At the same time, Kyle also held his own wand.

"So, Professor, is this how all your previous stories came about?"

"You don't seem surprised at all," Lockhart asked.

"Nothing surprising." Kyle shrugged. "Your behavior in class... doesn't seem like you can drive away a werewolf."

"Yeah, you're right. I'm that uneducated liar... idiot... stupid... I guess that's what you all call me in private. I know it all."

Lockhart readily admitted it.

"But I have a lot of work to do. I have to track down these people and ask them how they did it... Oh, just like I asked you just now. Then I have to cast a forgetfulness spell on them so that they will forget this memory completely.

If there's one thing I'm proud of, it's my Oblivion spell."

As he spoke, Lockhart took out an exquisite notebook.

"This contains my understanding of the Oblivion Spell and some of my experiences..."

He threw the notebook to Kyle. "This is a little compensation for you. I can't give you anything else."

Kyle held his wand tightly in one hand, his eyes fixed on Lockhart.

"alright……"

"Professor," Kyle said suddenly, "I have one last question.

What I just said, all the professors know, including Dumbledore... You can't erase all their memories."

"I have my own way." Lockhart seemed not to want to continue, "Say goodbye to your memory.

"Once forgotten..."

Kyle moved his wand slightly, and the floor under Lockhart's feet suddenly bulged. His body swayed subconsciously, and the Oblivion Charm fell on the ceiling.

"Professor, you..."

Kyle raised his wand quickly.

"Armor protects you!"

The spell rebounded and landed right on Lockhart.

With a dull thud, Lockhart fell heavily to the ground.

"Ouch!" He cried out in pain and curled up there, holding his stomach.

"Silent spells, and perhaps wandless spells... You are really good, Professor Lockhart."

Kyle shook his head and picked up the notebook. "If you sneak attack, it will be really troublesome... Although I never intended to give you the chance to sneak attack..."

"Bang!"

Just as Kyle picked up the notebook, the office door was suddenly kicked open.

Professor McGonagall rushed in, followed by... a group of beaters?

Kyle had seen the leader before, Hard, the captain who was responsible for dealing with Oren last time...I heard that he is now the director of the batter's office.

"Gilderoy Lockhart, we have found out that you have been tampering with other people's memories and fabricating their own experiences. Now we are taking you back to the Ministry of Magic for investigation..."

As soon as Hader entered the room, he pulled out his wand.

But he soon discovered that something seemed wrong in the office.

There seem to be traces of a battle here.

A little wizard was still holding a magic wand... It was the kid from two years ago, his name seemed to be Kyle.

The Lockhart they were looking for was lying on the ground, looking at everyone blankly...

"Who are you? Who is Lockhart... and why am I on the ground?"

This...Hader didn't quite understand for a moment.

“What’s going on here?”

"He tried to cast a Memory Charm on me, sir," Kyle explained, "but it rebounded."

"Another dirty trick."

Professor McGonagall was shocked and angry. She first asked Kyle if he had any problems, then looked at Lockhart angrily, "You actually wanted to use it on students? You deserve it..."

"It's my own fault, isn't it?" Lockhart asked, blinking.

But he looks much cuter now than before.

"It looks like there's been a little bit of an accident here."

Hader waved his hand, and immediately someone walked over to Lockhart and checked him out.

A few minutes later, the striker stood up and nodded to Hard. "The memory is damaged and severely missing... yes, it was indeed caused by the Forgetfulness spell."

Then they checked their wands.

"Sorry kid, it's just a routine." Hader explained to Kyle, "It's just a simple little spell. I promise it won't have any effect on your wand."

"Of course, I understand." Kyle nodded and raised the hand holding the wand.

Hader raised his wand as well.

"Flashback spell!"

A transparent shadow appeared between the two wands, looking like a wall of gray fog.

"It is indeed the Armor Charm."

At this time, Lockhart's results also came out.

A striker handed Lockhart's wand to Hader and whispered, "Memorial Charm!"

"It seems that our Mr. Smile has hit a wall this time." Had sneered. He was not surprised at all that Kyle could kill Lockhart.

One is the youngest member of Merlin's band, and the other is an uneducated liar who can only forget the spell. This result is normal.

"Should we still take him back to the Ministry of Magic for trial?" someone asked, "He has almost lost all his memory. Even if we take him back, we won't be able to complete the trial..."

"What a hassle! Why has it to be the Oblivion Spell?"

Hader thought for a moment and said, "Send him to St. Mungo's first and wait for his memory to recover."

(End of this chapter)