Chapter 27: My dear girl~
The appearance of the Winged Demon guardian indicated that the Vengeful Fairy' was nearby.
Everyone became increasingly cautious, finally arriving at a huge bronze door that looked as if it had been violently torn open.
There were still many strange, sharp teeth marks on it.
Of course, everyone now knew that those were caused by the Winged Demon.
Peeking cautiously inside, they could see rows of shelves displaying various magical objects. Some open chests were filled with Galleons, their mesmerizing luster radiating under the glow of luminous stones embedded in the family vault walls.
Clearly, not wanting to abandon their ancestral home was one aspect, but the family wealth that might have to be forfeited if occupied by a black magical creature was the real reason for Mr. Urquart's frantic search for help.
If no solution could be found and the castle had to be abandoned, this family wealth would become the spoils of future brave souls venturing into the monster's lair of the terrifying castle.
Becoming yet another interesting fairy tale.
This castle...
Lockhart had heard of it in his previous life!
Urquhart Castle in Scotland, one of the largest ancient castles, could be entered with a ticket. Its most interesting legend was that the lake it overlooked was home to the famous Loch Ness Monster, one of the "world's unsolved mysteries."
Combining his current understanding of the wizarding world with the memories in his mind, it was easy to figure out that this was another guardian summoned by the earth for the Vengeful Fairy', and it was highly likely to be a Kelpie.
Letting the Muggle world know about this would obviously be a serious violation of the Statute of Secrecy. The Ministry of Magic would definitely intervene to confuse the Muggles' memories, as they often did.
Various chaotic thoughts surged in his mind, but Lockhart's gaze never lingered as he quickly surveyed every corner of the vault.
"Things will be a bit dangerous next. Don't get close and disturb it. I'll go in and handle it myself."
"Be careful of the surrounding environment and watch out for other potential guardians of the Vengeful Fairy'."
Turning back and whispering instructions to the two young wizards, Harry and Draco, telling them to stick closely to Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, he then quietly headed in that direction under everyone's watchful eyes.
By this time, the earth's call, the sharp cries of birds, and the crawling sounds of snakes and insects became increasingly obvious. The faint, sorrowful singing also began to become clearer.
"Passersby..."
"Please listen to my story..."
"Those cruel and greedy people persecuted me..."
"..."
"The earth was also filled with righteous indignation for me..."
"However, the wicked became more and more smug. They said that such an evil scene must have been caused by an evil witch..."
"..."
A pitiful tone mixed with barely suppressed sobs.
It was said that a crying baby gets milk. The Vengeful Fairy''s aggrieved cries received the earth's response, with gushing, life-filled spring water hoping to revive her, hoping to give her the power to overcome everything.
But she only cried.
So the earth's protection became endless.
The pure and simple nature created an extraordinarily evil and bizarre scene. This was the interesting part of a cult classic fairy tale.
So how could this problem be solved?
The powerful wizard in the memory had used some illegal means, capturing a handsome man from the Muggle world to lure the Vengeful Fairy'.
Yes, it was that simple.
The same Muggle identity made the Vengeful Fairy' feel close. This was the only prerequisite for safely approaching her.
A prince-like handsome man attracted the princess of the earth on the verge of life and death, saying sweet nothings that made her blush, allowing her to break free from despair, and then the problem was completely solved.
See, very simple.
But if a wizard didn't know the method, even someone as powerful as Dumbledore couldn't hope to deal with such a black magical creature.
Even when Dumbledore was young and handsome, it wouldn't work. He couldn't sweet-talk a monster.
Lockhart went behind a shelf in the vault, glanced back to make sure he had blocked Snape and the others' view, and then drew his wand and cast a spell on himself.
"Obliviate!"
A silver light emanated from his head, and strands of silver, like fish, surged out of his mind, swirling and dancing in the air guided by Lockhart's wand.
The wand tapped lightly.
The memories, as if finding their home, rushed back towards his head.
There was no special meaning in doing this, just stirring the already chaotic memories into an even bigger mess. According to previous experience, they needed a little time to rebuild their balance.
And during this time, Lockhart was in a superposition state of "Muggle" and "wizard."
If the requirement for Muggle blood was particularly strict, his cheating wouldn't work, but fortunately, the Vengeful Fairy' was also in a superposition state between an "ordinary Muggle woman" and a "witch."
This should work.
Lockhart had a kind of confidence in his professional field.
He stuffed his wand and everything on him containing magic into the small pouch with the Undetectable Extension Charm, then looked down at the pool of blood on the ground, adjusting his clothes and hairstyle.
With his most perfect smile, he turned around a shelf and headed straight towards the Vengeful Fairy'.
Then his smile almost faltered.
Even though he had expected it in his mind, seeing it in person still sent chills down his spine.
Mommy~
Above a quaint gramophone lying on the ground in the corner, a pale, translucent, ghost-like figure of a witch was bound to a pyre, weeping and singing mournfully.
But upon closer inspection, one would find that the witch's head was a huge rabbit head, its long, furry ears drooping. No, it should be said that this was a human-sized humanoid rabbit.
As everyone knew, rabbits couldn't speak.
So this rabbit, wearing a witch's robe, with a curvaceous figure, had rows of gaping maws filled with fangs all over its body, and was currently humming a song to lure passersby.
Just kidding, this was a black magical creature!
Lockhart swallowed hard, slowly approaching, his face once again displaying the most standard smile that captivated millions of fans.
Smile.
The rabbit sister was so captivated by his smile that she became dazed.
It knew human preferences and quickly closed all the gaping maws on its body, its long ears standing tall, its big red eyes fluttering, and it grinned, revealing two large front teeth.
Bulingbuling~
After giggling for a while, it reacted and its rabbit head shook rapidly, finally transforming into a beautiful image with blonde hair and blue eyes.
Oh~, that was much more pleasing to the eye.
"Ah, beautiful maiden, what's wrong?"
The Prince Charming had arrived!
Walking in the pool of blood as if strolling in the woods on a spring outing, the handsome Lockhart looked at her with surprise, his eyes showing three parts pity, three parts amazement and burgeoning affection, and three parts pure youthful justice and righteousness.
He had to save her!
He would risk his life to save her!
He was so resolute!
He was so righteous and kind!
The Vengeful Fairy' could feel it!
She stopped crying and singing, just looking at him pitifully. "Save me!"
Perfect!
Lockhart secretly rejoiced in his heart, but his face showed an anxious expression. "How can I save you, my beautiful maiden~"
Rushing forward to get close to it at this time would only startle it. It was easy to talk to, but the earth would instinctively summon guardians to help, and that would be troublesome.
Of course, bravely fighting monsters also had a reputation, called "the test of steadfast love."
This test had an answer: a lover who was injured but still determined to help her.
At this time, a black magical creature scholar who understood these things would know how to simplify this unnecessary process.
Lockhart understood too well.
Seeing that there was no news, he pretended to rush forward anxiously, but after only two steps, he stumbled and fell to the ground with a thud. His palm, as expected, rubbed forcefully against the rough stone wall, creating a small wound.
"Ah~ you're hurt!" The Vengeful Fairy' looked very anxious.
"N... no... nothing!" Lockhart leaned against the wall, panting as if he were about to die, extending his palm with a tiny bit of blood flowing, full of deep affection. "For you, I'm willing!"
The Vengeful Fairy' was moved, so moved that she cried her heart out, tears streaming down her face like rain on pear blossoms.
It had to be said that black magical creatures skilled at luring humans to their deaths were usually very extreme in their seductive beauty. Lockhart watched with intense excitement.
Mommy~
So beautiful!
Then he almost couldn't hold back.
The Vengeful Fairy' began to struggle on the pyre, and more and more gaping maws filled with fangs split open all over her body.
These maws began to devour the thorny vines that bound her.
Gurgle~
Lockhart swallowed hard. Seeing the Vengeful Fairy' look at him again with infatuated eyes, he quickly put on his most standard perfect smile, making her eyes fill with infatuation and the dozens of mouths on her body curve sweetly like crescent moons.
...
Outside the family vault door, Snape and the others, who were nervously on guard, became anxious.
They could only faintly hear some sounds of talking, not very clearly.
Then they heard the sound of Lockhart falling to the ground and crying out in pain, followed by the terrifying scene boiling over.
The blood that had originally only seeped out of the stone cracks suddenly turned into surging waves, converging into a sea of blood and rushing towards the vault door.
Even though Professor Lockhart had told them that this was beneficial spring water for the body and had even demonstrated by drinking a lot of it on the spot, they really couldn't bring themselves to drink it.
It looked exactly like blood, and they were too busy trying to avoid it.
Just as they were all dodging, the entire castle suddenly echoed with the crying of that monster, a sorrowful and cold sound, yet with a captivating and alluring quality that made everyone's hair stand on end.
Even Harry, who had completely immersed himself in the atmosphere of a brave adventure in a "fairy-tale romance," still couldn't control the goosebumps that rose all over his body.
He nervously gripped his flying broomstick, staying far away from the flowing blood on the ground, and asked Professor McGonagall, "Should we go help Professor Lockhart?"
Professor McGonagall looked at the vault with a solemn expression, her lips pursed, and didn't speak.
She was also hesitating now!
Professor Snape, however, snorted coldly. "Rashness will only bring bad things! Stupid Harry Potter always causes trouble! Didn't your Professor Lockhart teach you not to startle this black magical creature!!!"
Harry didn't speak, a look of disagreement on his face.
He only felt that Professor Snape was jealous of Professor Lockhart's strength and wisdom and wanted to take the opportunity to kill him!
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