"Mr. Potter, you want to ask me...how can I get my girlfriend to open up to me?"
Harry looked a little uncomfortable in Lockhart's tent. Because Lockhart persisted in hanging up all his self-portraits, signed tapestries, enlarged newspaper clippings of his appearances, and the like.
But probably because the awakening that Maka brought to him in the past is still working, at least he has not shown all the books he once wrote. Now there are only three new books, which are placed on the coffee table in the middle of the tent for people to... well, actually, they are mainly for his own enjoyment.
Obviously, those previous lessons did make Lockhart change a lot. It's a pity that the desire to show off from his bones will probably never change in this life.
So now, Harry was actually surrounded by a lot of Lockhart's personal exhibits - no matter which direction he looked, he could see at least three smiling Lockhart faces.
Not to mention how uncomfortable this feeling is!
"Well... yes, Mr. Lockhart. Maybe you don't know, but Ginny and I have been together for a while, and we get along very well with each other." Harry explained, "It's just a little bit... - Ginny always thinks too much about me, and she is unwilling to tell me many things on her mind, for fear that it will affect my mood."
"... But, sir, you should understand - after noticing this about her, I became even more worried when I thought that she was holding everything in her heart! She would hold herself back to death!"
While saying this, Harry couldn't help but feel something in his heart. For a while, he no longer had the time to care about the portraits of Lockhart around him.
However, as Harry was explaining bit by bit, Lockhart's expression was complicated.
Although he is indeed very popular among women - this has never changed, but in fact, he is still a bachelor who can't be more naked.
together? girlfriend? Oh, is this something you should talk to him about
However, Lockhart is a professional idol in the wizarding world, but this bad thing was quickly suppressed by him. Seeing that Harry seemed to be really troubled by this matter, he immediately made a change on his face:
"Oh, the fact that you came to me about this shows that you have a relatively correct understanding of me - yes, I have a full understanding of the hearts of ladies! Especially those who are kind-hearted and always consider others. Ladies... you know, there are many such women who like me very much, and I will respond to them appropriately with my sincerity... "
Lockhart talked nonchalantly, almost every sentence was inseparable from boasting, and by the way, he portrayed himself as a glorious love saint who was calm and understanding of women's hearts.
Harry was still immersed in worries about Ginny at first, but as he listened, his mind was filled with the other person's self-praising words.
Fortunately, Maka had already warned him that Lockhart would definitely talk a lot of nonsense to him. And just because Harry had made some mental preparations in advance, he could resist the thought of turning around and running away and kept listening.
However, since Maka asked him to come to Lockhart for advice, it must be reasonable. Although Lockhart does love to show off, and once even faked things for the sake of vanity, he still has some skills in dealing with women.
"...So, there is no doubt that you have found the right person this time!"
After he had caught Harry talking a lot and satiated his mouth, he finally put his words into practice, and heard him pause for a moment and say in a deep voice at random:
"It's definitely not easy to get a reserved lady to open her heart; but it would be much easier if it were a girl who has already fallen in love with you and really cares about you!"
As he spoke, he spread his hands and said emphatically:
"You see, Miss Weasley likes you, right? It's because she loves you deeply that she would rather suffer in silence than to have you worry about her. So what? What should you do? Are you clear? Tell her directly about the worries you have had! Let her clearly understand that your thoughts and feelings are exactly the same as hers!"
"ah!"
Harry's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this - he finally heard a useful sentence among Lockhart's piles of nonsense.
"Sir, are you saying... that all I should do is confess to her?"
"What else?" Lockhart shrugged. "Although I don't have a girlfriend - oh no, I said yes, although I always maintain a distance from my female fans to ensure that there is no scandal. Although there is a distance, I also know very well what kind of relationship a 'boyfriend and boyfriend' should be!"
At this point, he raised his eyebrows at Harry and said clearly:
"Think about it carefully, shouldn't couples support each other? Love is mutual, and the same goes for getting along. If you only give or take unilaterally, then you are not a boyfriend and girlfriend, but a master and a slave! "
I have to say that what Lockhart said is quite reasonable, and it is obviously his opinion based on the actual situation of Harry and Ginny, rather than a perfunctory catch-all phrase.
After listening to the other party's quite practical suggestions, Harry, a newbie who was quite emotionally slow, finally understood what he should do.
"Thank you, Mr. Lockhart!"
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While Harry was listening to Lockhart explain how to get Ginny to confess, Ron also happened to arrive outside Ginny's tent.
As Ginny's brother, he was actually no less worried about his sister than Harry. Even because he was the one who paid the most "unilaterally", he was worried about Ginny's performance, which was even more obvious than Harry's.
Now, when he thought that Ginny was probably still under the control of Haierbo, he looked even more impatient to find Ginny.
Fortunately, Maka's advice is still very effective - not only must the spy's affairs be kept secret, but the spy himself must not be aware of anything unusual.
Therefore, Ron forced himself to stop at the door of Ginny's tent, and reorganized his slightly overheated emotions.
After a while, after he had completely suppressed the anxiety in his heart, he reached out and patted the door of the tent.
"Ginny? Are you asleep? If you're not asleep yet, just say yes."
In front of the tent door, Ron lowered his voice and spoke softly, as if he was afraid of scaring the people inside.