Chapter 64: Descent into Madness (2/2)
Lockhart looked down at his hands and watched as ropes slithered around his hands, legs, and torso.
”I accept I didn't use honorable means to get you to sign the document,” said Quinn as he walked towards Lockhart. ”But neither did you. All your works are based on lies and deceit. So, in this case, I like to think of myself as a thief stealing from a thief. Plus, it is not my fault that people believe in the silly books that you wrote.”
Putting his hands on Lockhart's shoulder, Quinn leaned in and whispered, ”The attempt to erase my memories was a mistake because it got me furious. But the bigger mistake was to try and take my money from me.”
”My family is exceedingly rich, richest in magical Britain. I don't need to care about money as I can use all I want, and I would have more if I ask for it. I don't need to work a single day in my life, and I won't ever run out of riches.” He chuckled before continuing. ”But, there is something special about the money I earned myself. This money results from my hard work and cunning to hoodwink you and then draft interesting things products that the students would buy.”
Lockhart winced when he felt Quinn's grip tighten on his shoulders.
”You, trying to get your hands on that money, is unacceptable to me. It isn't something I can forgive even though you were a sizable reason that I was able to earn a lot of it.” Lockhart heard a throaty chuckle in his ear as Quinn spoke. ”So, a punishment is in order.”
Quinn removed his hand from Lockhart's shoulder and stood up straight as he placed his hand on Lockhart's head and swirled it around.
”You said Memory charm is your best charm, correct. So I think it will be fitting that I perform my first Memory charm on you.”
”N-No, p-please forgive me,” Lockhart stuttered as he begged Quinn to let him go. ”You can keep the money. I promise I won't come here ever again. Please, let me go.”
”Tut, tut, tut,” said Quinn as he shook Lockhart's head from side to side. ”Too late, I can't let you go anymore.”
Quinn grinned, and signs of mania were evident in his expression.
”N-No! Please let me go!”
Magic stimulated in Quinn's magical core as the Memory charm got activated.
'I will erase everything about your job from your memory. Your only accomplishment in your life will be gone,' smirked Quinn. He was going to erase knowledge about Lockhart's travel, the people he interviewed, how Lockhart's obliviated them to steal the credit, or that he was an author from Lockhart's memory.
But then something happened.
A curse triggered inside Hogwarts. An esoteric and abstruse curse placed on Defense Against Dark Arts teaching position activated.
On the day Tom Marvolo Riddle / Voldemort got turned down the Defense Against Dark Arts teaching position by Dumbledore a few years later, he placed a curse on the Defense Against Dark Arts position. The curse ensures that no Defense Against Dark Arts professor would stay for longer than a year.
The curse slightly gave a nudge to Quinn's mind, which was already under the influence of another magic.
A smirk so broad that it split Quinn's face appeared as he laughed.
”Screw it, let's go the canon way! Which we know is ALL THE WAY!”
Quinn's magic entered Lockhart's mind, rampaging inside it and erasing everything that made Gilderoy Lockhart, well, Gilderoy Lockhart.
In a few seconds, the magic settled, and Quinn removed his hand, and Lockhart's head slumped forward.
Quinn frowned and walked to Lockhart's front and lifted the newly obliviated man's head with his chin.
”Lockhart?” Quinn called out. Quinn slapped the man on his cheeks, trying to wake him up. But the only response was some groaning.
”Alright, everything is fine,” Quinn beamed, and ropes-over-ropes covered Lockhart and propped him straight up on his feet.
”Let's go, Mr. Lockhart,” Quinn smiled. ”Let's get you to your office. I know you will be more comfortable there.”
Lockhart's body floated up and turned, so it was horizontal to the ground. Another look from Quinn and Lockhart with ropes turned invisible.
The boy hummed a happy tune as he skipped his way to Lockhart's office.
On his nape, seven colors oscillated, shining with deep shades, giving the impression of deep entrenchment.
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Blue - S L O T H <-- > A C E D I A
Pink - L U S T <-- > L U X U R I A
Red - W R A T H <-- > I R A
Yellow - G R E E D <-- > A V A R I T I A
Violet - P R I D E <-- > S U P E R B I A
Green - E N V Y <-- > I N V I D I A
Orange - G L U T T O N Y <--> G U L A
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Quinn West - MC - Colors, colors, what are you?!
Gilderoy Lockhart - ??? - Gilderoy Lockhart no more.
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