Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 190 Story Meeting

By dinner time, the drama in Defense Against the Dark Arts was well known.

Gilderoy Lockhart has also not appeared in the auditorium. I don't know if he is afraid of being questioned, or because his hand injury is still not healed.

The students of the four colleges were all talking about this.

Although Lockhart hated him before, most people still recognized his strength. After all, he was double certified by the Ministry of Magic and the Defense Against the Dark Arts Association.

So after hearing that he was actually bitten by an elf, many people felt incredible.

"Maybe he was just being careless...wasn't he just trying to express closeness at the time? And he didn't even pull out his wand."

Hermione analyzed rigorously, not that she wanted to speak for Lockhart, but that after experiencing the Philosopher's Stone incident last semester, she would subconsciously think more about problems.

However, Ron, or most of the Gryffindors, would not think so much. They had already decided that Lockhart was a fame-seeker.

"Come on, Hermione," Ron waved his hand, disdainfully said: "Lockhart is a liar, you can't think he is a good professor just because he praised you in class."

"I don't think he's a good professor!"

Hermione glared at Ron angrily as if she had been insulted.

"I'm just reminding you, don't jump to conclusions about a person, just think about Quirrell and Snape last semester!"

After finishing speaking, she picked up her dinner plate and ran to Fish.

"Hermione was right."

Compared with Ron, who had passed out early, Harry, who had experienced more behind the trapdoor last semester, listened.

He said to Ron, who was still muttering under his breath, "We can't think that Lockhart is an ignorant guy so easily...although he is really annoying."

"Okay, okay..." Ron shrugged, he still insisted on his own opinion, and joked in a frivolous tone: "Then I will look forward to the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I hope that when the time comes Te's hand is ready."

Even Harry couldn't help but smile at the mention of it.

"It should be fine, Madam Pomfrey's medical skills are very powerful, besides..."

Harry teased, "Didn't Lockhart also brag about his medical skills?"

Even if he accepted Hermione's statement, Harry still thought that Lockhart was a liar, just like Ron.

This kind of disagreement happened everywhere in the auditorium. There were many people who thought that Lockhart had a false name, and those who thought that Lockhart just missed it for a while, so gradually, everyone began to look forward to Lockhart's next Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Come.

As long as there is another Defense Against the Dark Arts class without Fish, everyone should be able to figure out Lockhart's true level.

But it was a pity that because Lockhart felt that the wound on his hand was demeaning, he refused to appear in front of others until the wound was completely healed.

And the elf's saliva seems to have some special ingredients. It is not difficult to heal, but it will take some time to completely remove the scar...

In fact, Madam Pomfrey didn't want to take the trouble at all, and it wasn't a serious injury, but Lockhart was considered a colleague anyway, so she could only pinch her nose and prescribe him the medicine to eliminate the scars.

In the end, Lockhart was not very satisfied, because the medicine prescribed by Madam Pomfrey had a strong smell and was a bit hot when applied, and he was worried that it would hurt his skin.

When he insisted on putting forward new requests, hoping to change to a more suitable ointment, Madam Pomfrey, who finally couldn't bear it anymore, directly threw him out.

While Lockhart was waiting for the scar to disappear, the task of teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts fell to the other professors temporarily.

To be precise, it is the head of the four principals.

In short, which dean's class does not conflict with the Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the day, that dean will temporarily take over that class.

Over the past few days, students of different grades from different colleges experienced Defense Against the Dark Arts classes taught by Professor Flitwick, Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout.

In addition, Professor Snape, who temporarily took over the Defense Against the Dark Arts class last semester, means that everyone has experienced the courses of the four deans.

Among them, the most acclaimed one is the temporary course given by Professor Flitwick.

Needless to say, Professor Snape's class, except for Slytherin, no student in any house would like it.

The courses of Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout are different according to the situation. The senior students are full of praise, but the evaluation of the younger students is not as good as that of Professor Flitwick...

But there is no way around that. The Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the lower grades mainly allows students to get acquainted with some dangerous creatures and curses. The old-fashioned Professor McGonagall and the well-behaved Professor Sprout basically follow the script.

But even so, it was much better than Quirrell who was stuttering and Lockhart who was injured after only one class.

However, Professor Flitwick's courses are much more flexible. As a professor of charms and the head of Ravenclaw, he prefers to let students do a lot of practice, so he is naturally more popular with younger students.

"You said, who will be our substitute class today?"

Soon, Harry and the others were about to usher in the second Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and everyone discussed it enthusiastically.

As for things like observing Lockhart's reality... is it that important?
"I hope it's Professor Flitwick," Seamus said excitedly, "Those first and second graders who have taken his class have rated him highly!"

"As long as it's not Snape."

Neville's request was not high, while Harry on the side nodded sympathetically.

"What are you talking about meow?" ω

Fish, who had never paid attention to these things, looked at Harry and the others who were having a heated discussion in a daze.

Dean quickly explained to Fish, but Fish didn't look very happy.

He was still waiting for Lockhart to tell him a story!

"Gidero isn't coming, meow? And it might be Minerva?"

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In that case, wouldn't he not even be able to sleep?

That's too bad!

Just when everyone was full of expectations and Fish was worried, the door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open, and Lockhart strode in with a smile on his face. On his bitten hand, let alone a scar, Not even a little red mark can be seen.

"Long time no see! My lovely students! I kept you waiting!"

The students below all groaned in annoyance, and Seamus slammed his brain on the table with a "boom".

Only Fish clapped his hands excitedly.

"Professor Gildero! Today is going to tell a story, meow?!"

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Fish stared at Lockhart with burning eyes, and asked expectantly.

"Aha!"

Lockhart tapped Fish twice with his fingers, and said happily: "I even doubt that you used Legilimency on me... That's right! Let everyone follow the great Gilderoy Lockhart today." Let's enjoy his thrilling adventure together!"

The students below looked bored and didn't respond. Only Fish was clapping their hands very appreciatively.

Lockhart, who was encouraged by Fish, became even more excited. First, like a stage actor, he bowed in different directions to the audience, as if everyone else was applauding.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

After straightening up, Lockhart raised his voice again, pointed at Fish and said, "As a thank you, Fish will choose today's course. This is a special benefit! What do you want to hear?"

"Werewolves! Fish wants to hear stories about werewolves, meow!"

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Fish immediately responded that although he already understood that he was different from Minerva, he was still interested in humans who could transform into different animals.

"Ah, "Wandering with Werewolves"!" Lockhart's performance was also very stable with Fish as a fan, "This is probably the book I am most satisfied with."

In fact, as long as it is written by himself, he is most satisfied.

Harry and the others looked helplessly at the interaction between Lockhart and Fish, and wanted to remind him very much, but seeing the expectant look of the kitten, they couldn't bear to puncture his fantasy...

That's all, as long as Fish is happy.

In the end, everyone could only reluctantly listen to Lockhart bragging with Fish.

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(End of this chapter)