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[Welcome back to the world of Harry Potter.]
[Warning: After staying in this world for 30 days, the soul will gradually be imprinted with the mark of this world. You need to leave this world in time to avoid being infected by the breath of the world.]
In the tranquility of Lockhart's study, a glimmer of light flashed as he materialized, a magic suitcase in his left hand and a wand in his right. Before him floated two thick stacks of magic books. He was about to cast a spell to organize his belongings when he paused, frowning slightly. It wasn't that he didn't know, but only through comparison did he realize that the Marvel world was a wizard's paradise. Why? The magic power that seemed stagnant now in his body made Lockhart sigh. Yet, when he thought about the gains from his trip to Marvel, he couldn't help but smile brightly.
From that adventure, the Prototype of Thunder God's Power he obtained from Thor was a thrilling acquisition. Although it didn't grant him Thor's full strength, the prototype, combined with the advanced thunder affinity, elevated his capabilities significantly.
Recalling his entrance into Kamar Taj and his meeting with the Ancient One, Lockhart looked at the Sling Ring on his right hand with a puzzled expression. The encounter had gone unexpectedly smoothly, almost bizarrely so. He had met the Ancient One directly, disclosed his origins as a wizard from another world, and she had shown no surprise.
She even offered him the chance to learn the magic of Kamar Taj. Lockhart had accepted, and the Ancient One had given him a Sling Ring and access to the library. The level of ease with which everything occurred left him feeling uneasy.
He quickly took out the gifts he had prepared—Wiggenweld to heal, a Blood-Replenishing Potion, a mana potion to restore magic power, and a Calming Draught to soothe emotions, among others. Everything was meticulously selected to align with the characteristics of Kamar Taj's sorcery. The Ancient One had accepted them readily and agreed to occasionally guide Lockhart in his magical studies.
Such smooth proceedings were beyond his expectations and made him slightly paranoid. He couldn't help but joke to himself, perhaps the Ancient One was fattening him up for some grim fate. But no, that was ridiculous... right?
Lockhart buried these thoughts deep as he followed Kaecilius to the library. There, he meticulously selected books suited to his current level of study. He couldn't take everything; the library's rules allowed him to take only three books at most. Using a system glitch related to time, he took several books to study back in the Harry Potter world, planning to return to Marvel within a month without any timeline discrepancies or discovery.
He then gently waved his wand, and the two piles of books floated neatly into his bookcase. Looking at his extensive collection, Lockhart felt a profound sense of security. For a wizard, knowledge was paramount.
The next day, in his study, Lockhart leaned back in his chair with a thick magic tome floating before him. It was partially open, the pages turning slowly at the flick of his wand. The cover was bronze, inscribed in Latin with the title, "Runes for Sorcerer."
Across from him, a quill hovered above a sheet of paper, recording Lockhart's thoughts and analyses. "Runes are unique to Asgardian mages and are the foundation of their spellcasting, unlike the sorcerers of Midgard, who leverage power from other dimensions."
As he continued his studies, occasionally surprised or pensive, Lockhart's understanding of Kamar Taj's magic deepened. He felt as if he was witnessing the millennia of growth and the contributions of Kamar Taj in protecting Earth.
Suddenly, a knocking sound came from the window. Turning, Lockhart saw an owl tapping lightly on the glass, a letter clutched in its beak. He opened the window, let the owl in, fed it, and then opened the envelope.
It was as he suspected: a reminder from Flourish and Blotts about the press conference for his new book, "My Magical Me." It seemed they were also hinting at a desire for more Galleons.
Chuckling, Lockhart quickly penned a reply and handed it back to the satiated owl. As for the book launch, that was easy, especially considering the magical spells he had mastered and created, now proudly displayed in his system.
[Lockhart's Shine]
[Bright and Energetic]
[Amiable]
Two days later, at Flourish and Blott Books, Lockhart sat in the lounge, dressed in a dark green suit, surrounded by stacks of his books. Seeing his own image on the covers brought a smug smile to his face.
Previously, preparing for an uncertain journey, he had spent heavily on magical items and potions. Though not bankrupt, the expenditures were significant. Now, he needed to replenish his funds. Research and purchasing new supplies for his return to Marvel required gold and Galleons. Transactions and favors were the hard currency of his world.
He thought of the textbooks he had mandated for Hogwarts students—all authored by him. Although slightly unscrupulous, the Galleons it brought were tangible. Perhaps he could impart more useful knowledge to justify the cost to the students.
At that moment, in Diagon Alley, Harry Potter greeted Hermione Granger as they headed to the bookstore.
"Hi, Hermione!"
"Hi, Harry, you're here too! Let's go to Flourish and Blotts. Gilderoy Lockhart is having a book launch," Hermione suggested, pulling Harry along.
Inside the bookstore, Harry reunited with Ron and the Weasleys, finding some comfort in the familiar faces.
As the crowd settled, an announcement filled the store: "My friends, let us welcome Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart!"
The Chapter ends as Lockhart prepares to charm yet another audience, his magical meanderings now interwoven with the literary.
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"My friends, let us welcome Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart!"
Clap! Clap! Clap!
As the announcement rang out, the entire bookstore erupted in applause, especially the witches, who clapped the hardest. The thunderous applause filled the space, as Lockhart made his appearance from the backstage of Flourish and Blotts. Harry Potter, upon seeing Lockhart, felt his eyes light up involuntarily.
Lockhart's light golden robes complemented his handsome features, and his light blue eyes shone brilliantly, captivating the audience. The witches in the crowd screamed like starstruck fans, their cheers mingling with the applause. Lockhart, flashing his brilliant white teeth in a gentle smile, triggered another round of frenzied cheers.
Harry could faintly smell a refreshing aroma, uplifting his spirits. The gentle smile on Lockhart's face made him feel a subconscious fondness for the man. As Lockhart raised his hands, the applause and screams gradually subsided.
With a renewed gentle smile, Lockhart addressed the crowd, "Hello everyone, I am Gilderoy Lockhart, recipient of the third-class Order of Merlin and an honorary member of the Dark Force Defence League. Today, I have another new identity to announce. In ten days, I will join Hogwarts as the Professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts. But tonight, I am here first and foremost as an author, to share my new book with all of you. I believe 'Magical Me' will delight every reader, and I hope you all enjoy it."
Lockhart surveyed the packed Flourish and Blotts, noting the crowd of witches pressing together. With raised eyebrows, he joked, "It seems we have quite a crowd today. This bookstore is nearly bursting at the seams!" With that, he raised his hands, focused on the Sling Ring on his right hand, and with a sweeping motion, drew a circle of red flame in the air.
Red flame threads and several runes emerged within the circle, forming a mysterious pattern. With a gentle clap and a pulling gesture, Lockhart seemed to stretch the space before him. The crowd heard a clicking sound as if space itself was being pulled apart. Soon, the space inside Flourish and Blotts doubled, providing much-needed relief to the crammed attendees.
The crowd, including Hermione, Ron, and Harry, watched in awe. "Okay, I believe everyone feels a bit more comfortable now," Lockhart said. "Let us officially begin the press conference for 'Magical Me'!"
As Lockhart concluded, the wizards in the bookstore began whispering among themselves:
"Ah, Lockhart is so handsome. His smile is so addictive."
"I really like him. His magic is so charming."
"He can cast spells without a wand—truly a skilled adventurer!"
"I'm embarrassed; I hardly know any battle spells, and here Lockhart has mastered wandless casting."
"He's not just famous; he's talented, eloquent, and knows how to engage his audience. No wonder he's so popular."
Lockhart's lips curled into a smile. The magic he had used was a blend of Asgard runes, Kamar Taj spellcasting methods, and the magical practices of the Harry Potter world. It wasn't a deep innovation but rather a clever combination, and seeing the crowd's amazed reactions filled him with secret joy.
"Sorry, sorry, please make way. We are from the Daily Prophet and need to take pictures of Mr. Lockhart," a short reporter called out, pushing through the crowd to get closer.
Click! Click! Click!
The camera shutters clicked as Lockhart's poised image was captured. Amidst this, Lockhart's gaze fell on a thin boy with a lightning scar on his forehead—Harry Potter. He smiled and nodded at Harry, signaling a friendly acknowledgment.
The reporters noticed Harry too and quickly ushered him to Lockhart's side. "Harry Potter is here! Let's get a photo of them together!" one shouted.
As photographers prepared to snap the picture, Lockhart held up his hand to pause. "I must say, Flourish and Blotts has always been lucky for me. And today, our savior has graced my book launch," he announced, then turned to Harry. "In appreciation, I would like to gift him all seven books I've written."
As he spoke, Lockhart handed over the books, which were lightened by a floating spell, making them easy for Harry to carry. Noticing Harry's nervous expression, Lockhart reassured him softly, "Harry, it can be overwhelming to be the center of attention. Don't worry; you'll get used to it." He then discreetly cast a 'cleaning' rune, instantly removing the stains from Harry's clothes.
Pulling Harry close, he signaled the reporters to resume their photography.
Click! Click! Click!
The cameras captured the moment as Lockhart discreetly placed a thunder amulet on top of the books. "Harry, I sensed a trace of dark magic around you—perhaps from your recent encounters. This amulet will protect you from dark forces and alert you to danger," he whispered, then lightly patted Harry on the shoulder, suggesting he could move along.
Harry, feeling a surge of gratitude, thanked Lockhart profusely and walked over to the Weasleys, his arms full with the books and the protective amulet. "Thank you, Professor Lockhart!" he called out, overwhelmed by his good fortune.
As Harry walked away, Lockhart's attention returned to the waiting fans. "Now, I will sign every new book purchased tonight. Please form a line, and let's keep this orderly," he announced, settling down to sign books.
After signing fifteen books, Lockhart heard a commotion outside growing louder. Sensing something amiss, he quickly signed the last book and stood up. "Please excuse me, dear fans. Something requires my attention outside. I'll be back shortly to continue," he assured them, then stepped out, wand in hand, ready to address whatever awaited.
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