Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 293 Let's take a picture! An overwhelming confrontation in the interrogation room!

Dudley did not explicitly state what the Hogwarts teachers and students were expecting.

This sentence can be interpreted as looking forward to lunch, or as looking forward to Lockhart's arrival.

Dudley came to pick up Lockhart in person. Lockhart, already in the mood, and confident in his own charm, immediately assumed that the Hogwarts teachers and students were eagerly awaiting his arrival.

This made Lockhart even happier.

He readily accepted the suggestion and stopped rushing to find an autographed photo for Dudley. Instead, he praised Dudley for his thoughtfulness and selflessness.

Dali was almost speechless with frustration.

He only gave up a tattered photograph, but the self-important Lockhart made it sound as if Dudley had given up a hundred million Galleons just so that the professors and students of Hogwarts could meet Lockhart sooner.

“Professor Lockhart, the sooner the better. I’ll teleport you directly into the castle.”

Dali couldn't wait any longer and got straight to the point.

Then, without waiting for Lockhart's response, he grabbed Lockhart's elbow and teleported away with him.

And so, a thwarted interception and kidnapping was carried out without anyone noticing.

Lockhart smiled, thinking that although Dudley was ridiculously strong, he was still just a child, acting impulsively, unlike him who was mature and steady.

But when he forced himself to endure the discomfort of teleportation and saw the new environment he and Dudley had arrived in, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because they didn't teleport to the Great Hall on the first floor of Hogwarts Castle.

Instead, they were teleported to a dimly lit, empty, and cold room with a bloodstained cross standing in the background.

That is, the interrogation room constructed by the House of Requirement.

“Dr. Dursley, is there something wrong with your magic? We seem to have come to the wrong place.”

Lockhart maintained his gentlemanly demeanor, suppressing his unease, and spoke to Dudley beside him.

“No, Mr. Lockhart, we have come to the right place.”

Dudley responded to Lockhart with a smile as always.

But this time, Dali's smile was no longer sunny and gentle, but rather sinister.

"You...you...you don't mean...you want to..."

Lockhart was terrified and staggered backward, his speech becoming halting.

He took many steps back, away from Dudley and away from the painful punishment of the cross.

Only after feeling somewhat safe did he utter the words that made Dali's expression change drastically.

"...Do you intend to do anything inappropriate to me? Assistant Professor Dursley, you can't do this! You must control yourself! No matter how much you admire or love me, you can't... at least you shouldn't..."

Dali could no longer laugh.

He never imagined that Lockhart would be so narcissistic.

"Shut up, you big liar! Please don't use your storytelling talent to spout nonsense! Do you really think I admire you? How narcissistic are you?"

From beginning to end, have I ever admitted that I am your fan?

Let me give you a piece of advice: don't be like Lockhart!

Dudley suppressed his urge to hit Lockhart and quickly used blunt words to extinguish Lockhart's delusions.

Lockhart was terrified.

He was even more panicked than when he had misunderstood Dudley's ill intentions towards him.

“Dursley, what are you talking about?! Who’s the fraudster? Who made up a story? All the books I’ve written are based on my true personal experiences… my own personal experiences!”

Lockhart frantically tried to explain, while secretly reaching for his wand at his waist with his right hand, concealed by his robes and cloak.

Fortunately, his frantic search earlier had made him clearly remember the location of his wand; otherwise, he might not have been able to make such a discreet and smooth movement.

Dudley possessed a pair of X-ray vision-like eyes, allowing him to see Lockhart's every little move.

But he pretended not to see it and calmly responded to Lockhart's explanation:

“Mr. Lockhart, I didn’t say there was anything wrong with your works! You couldn’t help but reveal it yourself.”

Are you constantly afraid that one day someone will expose your despicable behavior and let everyone know that the thrilling experiences and remarkable combat skills you wrote about in your book were all stolen from others?

Let everyone know that you're nothing but a fraud, a big liar who deceives the world!

"Shut up! Forget everything!"

Lockhart, enraged that Dudley had exposed his deepest secret, disregarded everything else, drew his wand, aimed it at Dudley, and unleashed his most powerful Oblivion Charm.

To be honest, the fact that Lockhart could cast such a powerful and swift Oblivion Charm, given the intensity of his magical aura, was just as absurd as the requests he made to Dumbledore in his letter.

But sometimes, the magic of this world is just that unreasonable.

Perhaps Lockhart's Oblivion Curse was enhanced by the powerful mental strength of his unwavering determination to hide his dark side.

Dudley observed and silently commented on Lockhart's Oblivion Spell.

He neither dodged nor avoided the attack. After confirming that Lockhart had indeed unleashed an Oblivion Spell, he even removed all his magical defenses, simply watching as the powerful Oblivion Spell struck him.

Then, watching the white magical light of the Oblivion Curse emanate from his body, and seeing Lockhart in the distance reveal a relaxed expression as if his ordeal had been averted.

Then, he slowly uttered a sentence: "You big liar, you think you're saved? Are you alright now?"

Upon hearing this, Lockhart's heart rate and blood pressure spiked instantly. He forgot all about maintaining a composed demeanor; his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Impossible! This is impossible! Absolutely impossible! My Oblivion Spell has never failed! You... how could you..."

Dudley has a system to protect his memories and thoughts; he is immune to not only forgetting spells but also imperishable spells.

Mr. Lockhart, who was only good at using the Oblivion Curse, was like meeting his nemesis when he encountered him; he couldn't cause any trouble at all.

At this moment, Dudley smiled slightly and said to Lockhart:

"You're not the first person to say this to me, so I have to repeat myself."

Don't let your past perceptions limit you. There are always many impossible things in this world that may one day suddenly become possible.

Mr. Big Liar, face reality!

"No...no...no..."

Lockhart couldn't withstand such a blow. His most powerful Oblivion Charm was immune to Dudley's, and he knew very well that he was no match for Dudley if they really fought.

Unable to think of a way out of the predicament, he could only slump to the ground helplessly, muttering to himself in a gloomy mood.

Dudley was a master at treating the symptoms. Seeing Lockhart's condition, he simply drew a circle in the air and took out the trophy he had seized from Rita Skeeter—a portable magic camera—from his personal space.

Then, the camera was focused on Lockhart, who was slumped on the ground in the distance, and the operation began skillfully:

"Come on, Mr. Lockhart, say cheese!"