Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 119 Dobby is laning in the void
Cohen kept the basilisk's blood burning in the Room of Requirement, and the Count agreed to help keep an eye on it from time to time - because it rarely went out now.

Back to normal school life, everything became normal again - Voldemort did not launch another attack during this period, and Cohen felt that he might be holding back a big lump.

The students' discussion on "Who is the culprit behind Filch's murder" continued. Some suspected that it was still Lockhart - but most people felt that the situation was different last time and this time. Lockhart's current lessons looked like they were taught by a Squib.

According to a second-year Gryffindor boy who wishes to remain anonymous and is afraid of spiders, Lockhart successfully cast only three spells in class.

"Lockhart is a complete idiot," Ron muttered to Cohen in a Defence Against the Dark Arts class, while Harry and Hermione were acting out the book with Lockhart on stage. "He's not even as good as Quirrell—"

"Correct, direct, pertinent, and to the point."

Cohen nodded.

Without Voldemort, Lockhart really has no idea how to handle the courses. After the elf incident, Lockhart no longer shows his poor magic. Now he begins to read long passages from textbooks to impart "knowledge".

Joke analysis: These books were obviously written by Lockhart himself.

A performance was being performed on the stage when "Werewolf Harry" tried to attack "Daughter Hermione", and then Lockhart stepped forward and used a complex rehumanization spell to restore the werewolf to its original appearance.

"See, it's simple and effective. Another village will always remember me as a hero. I saved them from the terror of being attacked by werewolves once a month." Lockhart said with a proud smile after the performance, as if everything he had really done was something he had done.

After class, Lockhart asked them to write a poem about Lockhart's victory over the werewolf of Wagga Wagga. If you didn't know, you would think they were taking a bardic literature class.

This paragraph is obviously the result of artistic processing. A werewolf cannot be restored to human form by a spell. It may be possible to fool young wizards and some wizards who may not even have seen a werewolf - but Lockhart seems to have fooled himself as well.

"It's unbelievable that not a single person thought that what he said in the book was false and went to expose him?" Hermione had a bad expression when she came down from the stage.

"You were his little fangirl just a week ago," Ron said fearlessly. "I remember when term started, all the classes with Lockhart were marked with pink hearts on your timetable—"

Ron shut his mouth after receiving a warning look from Hermione.

"How could he have attacked Filch if he couldn't do anything?" Harry scratched his already messy hair in annoyance. "I've asked around, and they say Lockhart was a Ravenclaw when he was in school. He's definitely not the Heir of Slytherin."

"I don't think that line of words was really left by Lockhart," said Hermione. "It's too stupid. This kind of behavior is not something a best-selling author would do, even if he is a person who can't do anything. I am more inclined to believe that the heir of Slytherin just wanted to divert other people's attention so that he could hide more secretly."

"But he's the only new professor in the school," Ron asked. "How about we start with the Slytherin freshmen?"

"Who are you going to kidnap?" Cohen said, getting interested. "I'll help too!"

"It's not kidnapping!" Ron explained quickly, "Don't you think that Slytherin freshman Harper is suspicious? He's a bit too ostentatious for a freshman. Last time I heard him calling my family pure-blood scum—"

"You just want revenge, right?" Hermione said with a pursed mouth.

"This view is consistent with the theory of that old bastard Slytherin," Ron analyzed. "He is very likely the heir of Slytherin..."

"That Slytherin is still strong and can give birth to so many families after leaving school." Cohen joked, "Most of the Slytherin students firmly believe in this theory." Their suspicion shifted from Harper to Malfoy, and finally to Snape.

"Don't be silly, Harry," said Hermione. "You know Snape and Filch were sometimes partners – he often asked Filch for students to put in detention to use for troublesome potion ingredients, like horned toads and the like…"

Despite their suspicions, they had not yet taken any action. Cohen also got involved - because he also wanted to find out which student Voldemort had found to be his thug.

Time quickly arrived and it was the day of the first Quidditch match of the semester, with Gryffindor playing against Slytherin.

Cohen remembered that in the original book, Dobby had cast a spell on a Bludger, hoping to break Harry's arms or legs so that Harry would be sent home - but the elf's mind was too simple, and no student could escape from school so easily.

Madam Pomfrey would set the broken bones in a second, and Harry wouldn't be sent back unless he was dead.

Because of Coin and Lucius's conversation about "resurrecting Voldemort", Dobby still believed that something terrible would happen in Hogwarts this year, so Dobby had probably cast a spell on the Bludger.

But Dobby was obviously laning in the void, because Voldemort's target now was Coin, not Harry. Voldemort really wanted to trap Coin on his side, but he couldn't have imagined that Coin could use a God's perspective to peek, and the frame-up drama seemed very child's play when it was exposed.

"The Slytherin team has faster brooms, so I don't think this match will be easy..."

Ron said worriedly from the stands.

His expression matched the weather. Dark clouds covered the sky, the air was hot and humid, and thunder could be heard faintly in the clouds.

"Gryffindor trains harder than them." Hermione crossed her index and middle fingers in prayer. "Harry spends almost every free weekend training."

After the game started, players from both sides took off into the air together, and as the Quaffle was thrown high into the air, they began a fierce fight for it.

Almost ten seconds into the game, Harry began to be "hunted" by a black Bludger - every time he almost dodged the Bludger that wanted to hit him to death, which made Hermione, who had been watching him, scream.

"Why is that Bludger only targeting Harry?" Ron asked, extremely confused. "Harry has been being chased by it for several minutes."

"They need to call a timeout!" Hermione said anxiously. "There's something wrong with that Bludger. It wants to kill Harry!"

But Cohen had his eye on someone else.

Draco Malfoy looked so distracted that he didn't even notice when the Golden Snitch flew past his ear.

If it were any other time, Cohen might have thought that he was restraining his behavior because "the evil and cruel Cohen was watching," but now they were on the Quidditch field, and Lucius was watching from the school board's table...

Coin had a guess about Voldemort's whereabouts.

(End of this chapter)