The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

Chapter 234 Naked Exploitation

Eugenie glanced at the half-drunk whiskey on the table. The amount of Veritaserum he drank may have been less than a drop, so Lockhart was still very active.

But for him, this amount should be enough to tell the truth, and Dumbledore saved Lockhart some face.

"Please answer me, sir, in the book you wrote, you mentioned that the humanoid restoration spell can turn werewolves back into human form. Does this spell really exist?" she asked.

"It's true," Lockhart's white teeth gradually closed up as the truth began to slip out of his mouth, "I followed and investigated an accomplished old Armenian wizard. The older wizard saw the young me. They were often very happy to hear their old stories, especially when I took out a pen and paper and lied about writing biographies for them so that more people could become interested in resisting evil, and they told me everything.”

"So you pick those wizards who live alone and whose deeds are not widely spread, steal their achievements, and use the forgetting spell on them. Am I right?"

"Yes, my forgetting spell is very effective. Dear child, readers are looking forward to a heroic story about a handsome, young and promising wizard fighting against evil. Who wants to see a mouth full of chipped yellow teeth and a face covered with age spots? An ugly wizard with a strong armpit odor defeated a werewolf - he was simply uglier than a werewolf. No publisher wanted to accept that kind of book, and the printed book could only be left in the corner for dust."

Putting aside for the moment the accusations that the Oblivion Curse had caused permanent damage to these victims, Eugenie continued, "According to your claim, the Restoration Charm could 'free yet another village in Wagga Wagga from a monthly werewolf attack forever.'" 'Panic', is this true?"

"Permanent elimination is of course an exaggeration, and the writing requires a little artistic processing to make the story more compelling, but as long as the werewolves are controlled and the restoration spell is used again every month when they transform, the result will be no different from permanent elimination. "

"Do you know where this old wizard lives now?"

“A few years ago he lived in Vanadzor, Armenia’s Lori region, and I guess he’s still there.”

"What is your name?"

"Joseph Ambarchumyan."

"Okay," Eugenie walked to the other side of the desk and put several document bags on the table. "You probably don't realize the seriousness of the problem. Fraud and plagiarism are just the minimum charges. In terms of social impact, what you have done is What you did was deprive the world of a valuable way to deal with werewolf transformation. From an individual point of view, the wizards you attacked have since suffered the sequelae of the Oblivion Curse - they should have been respected and lived out their old age. I think you must do it for There is a price to pay for your actions, sir.”

Lockhart's desperate face was as white as a fish belly, his lips were trembling slightly, and his voice was weak, "Are you going to report me?"

Then the reputation he worked so hard to build will be over, and he will have to bear the blame.

If his credit is ruined, he has a criminal record, and he has no job after being released from prison, he will be willing to take him in.

The only thing he was proud of was his Oblivion Charm, but of what use was it?

Who has the power to erase Dumbledore's memory?He can only recite a powerful forgetting spell to himself to eliminate memories that can be extracted as evidence of guilt, and then become a fool like all the wizards who have been casted by him.

Dumbledore looked directly into his eyes, his sharp gaze making him dazzled for a moment, "It's not that serious, Gilderoy, you might as well listen to what Miss Eugenie has to say next." Dumbledore said gently.

Lockhart shuddered as he felt his mind being penetrated.

"It would be of no benefit to either of us to report you, sir." Eugenie was unwrapping the rope on the document bag. "I prefer another way than going to jail."

Lockhart read the words on the document clearly and his eyes widened.

Eugenie raised her eyebrows, "Is it worth being so surprised? It seems that you didn't understand the company's shareholder composition when you chose the publishing house."

She flipped the document page by page in her hand, and finally stopped at the terms of representations and warranties. She tapped it with her fingertips, "You hereby guarantee that all the information and materials I have provided to your company, including but not limited to works, , oral experiences, promotional images, etc. are all true. I will unconditionally compensate for all losses caused to the company due to untrue information.'"

She changed the angle of the contract and moved it in front of Lockhart, "The agreed liquidated damages are here, please read them out."

"28 gold galleons—this—"

"This is just one of them. Since you have signed multiple copyright transfer agreements - the liquidated damages total 97 gold galleons. You can confirm the content of the agreement yourself. Sir, it is written in black and white here. I really hope you have earned this amount. money."

Lockhart flinched back in horror, "97! I don't even have any change. This is a sky-high price!"

"Oh, yes, I know." Eugenie's smile returned, "Faced with sky-high liquidated damages, you can file a lawsuit and ask for a lower compensation amount based on the actual losses, but - as we discussed before, if you want Following legal procedures, I will prosecute you for other crimes, and the villagers in Ghana who have been helped by the old wizard will also be happy to become witnesses."

The principal's room was quiet for a long time, and the strange silverware made funny little noises.

"I have a plan for you, sir. I heard that among your loyal admirers, there are many ladies with considerable financial strength. How about opening a beauty salon? I believe you have saved enough money to open a shop. [-]% of your income Nine-tenths belong to me - I will use part to provide medical services to those harmed by your spell. If the business is good, the remaining tenth can support you to maintain some dignity."

"one tenth!"

"Yes, one tenth. To be honest, I also feel that I am evil, sir, but you have no choice." Eugenie took out the new contract that she had drafted long ago, in duplicate. "When the income you provide me accumulates, When it reaches 40 Galleons, the contract will be automatically terminated, and we all hope to wait for that day."

Lockhart took the contract and read over and over the lines that promised not to reveal his illegal activities. An urging voice soon came to his ears, "If you have no objections, please sign."

She wouldn't listen to any objections anyway.

Signature - seal, blue light shines on the ring, an eagle-shaped light group leaps high in the air with a cry, and flies into the paper in an instant, leaving a heraldic pattern, forming an invisible constraint.

"It's a pleasure to work together," Eugenie forcibly shook hands with Lockhart, who didn't feel the pleasure of working together at all, and then Snape pulled the lost Lockhart out of the chair and sent him out the door.