Hogwarts Wizard of the Deep

Chapter 110
In the afternoon, Lockhart walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with Harry in his arms.Then Linde saw Harry running to the back in a hurry, and hastily piled up a tall book to cover his face.

Still the same as in the original book, Lockhart has been trying to catch Harry's popularity, trying to use him to make news.

I thought I could be like Quirrell, a little different!
Ignoring Harry behind him, Linde looked at Lockhart in front.He walked up to Neville, picked up a copy of "Walking with Trolls", and showed the blinking photo of himself on the cover.

"Me," he said, pointing to his own photo, also winking, "Gilderoy Lockhart, [-]rd Class Order of Merlin, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, five-time Wizards Weekly Most Charming Smile Award - but I don't talk about that, I didn't drive away the Bandung female ghost with a smile!"

After he finished speaking, he continued to smile on his face.Like a third-rate stand-up comedian waiting to be cheered on.But fortunately, several girls including Hermione gave him some feedback, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

Afterwards, Lockhart put down the book and picked up a stack of papers from the lecture table, "I see you've all bought my complete set - very good. I think we'll do a little quiz today. Don't be afraid - — just to see how you're reading and how much you've grasped..."

Then he started to walk down, handing out papers one by one.

"This is too unmagical. I don't understand why he took over this mess. Even if Hogwarts is very safe, wouldn't he be afraid of losing his reputation if he teaches children at this level?" Linde thought.

After handing out the papers, he went up again.

Linde looked at the test paper,

1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?
2. What was Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?
3. What do you consider Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?
……

54. When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday? What would be his ideal birthday present?
Linde patted his forehead in disappointment.Anyway, Quirrell still knows how to read according to the book...

Half an hour later, Lockhart took the test papers and turned them over in front of the class.

"Tsk tsk - almost no one remembers that lilac color is my favorite. I mentioned it in "A Year with the XZ Snowman". A few classmates need to re-read "Weekend with Werewolves" - I am in Chapter 12 of the book clearly states that my ideal birthday gift is all magical and non-magical people living in harmony - but I would not refuse a large bottle of Ogden Old Fire Whiskey!"

"...but Miss Hermione Granger knows that my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil, as well as sell my own line of hair conditioners—good girl! In fact—" He turned her paper over, " One hundred points! Where is Miss Hermione Granger?"

Hermione held up a trembling hand. "Excellent!" laughed Lockhart. "Excellent! Ten points for Gryffindor!"

Then he continued to look at the paper, "Hey, this Miss Jane... oh, my biggest achievement so far is...?! Also, my favorite food is... canned herring? What is this? I never mentioned this food!"

As he said that, Lockhart looked at him with a stiff smile, "Where is Miss Jane DeVoe?"

No one answered, and some young wizards looked around.Harry Ron and the others looked a little stiff.

"Jane DeVoe!" he asked again.

"Uh...professor, she might have gone to the toilet!" Harry said, at this time Hermione had buried her head under the book, and her complacent expression just now became a little embarrassed.

"Did she go to the toilet?" Lockhart looked at Harry.

"Yes, it took about 10 minutes." Harry said bravely.

"Okay!" Lockhart directly threw the paper aside.

"Hey, why did this classmate named Linde Augustus only write a little bit?" Lockhart's face was sullen.

"Student Augustus, please stand up."

……

The little wizards looked left and right, but still no one spoke.

Harry buried his head under the book at this point too.Only Ron held his head up.Then he hurriedly lowered his head, but Lockhart still saw it.

"That classmate, what's your name?"

Ron was reluctant to look up at first, until all eyes were on his face before he could only bite the bullet and say, "My name is Ron Weasley."

"Yes, Mr. Weasley. Do you know who Mr. Augustus is?"

"He's not here sir!" whispered Ron.

"Where did he go?" Lockhart said.

"He's gone to the bathroom too...maybe!" said Ron, looking down so that no one else could see his face.

"Going to the bathroom again. Really..." Lockhart said, then laughed. "Well, it seems we don't have to wait for them. Let's start the real lecture today!"

Ron sat down in relief.Harry whispered next to him, "They skipped class, right? They're definitely not coming back. Dudley did the same thing."

Hermione looked ugly, and though she didn't want to admit it, it seemed she did.While Lockhart was looking in the mirror at one side of the classroom, Lindh just walked out.

Then Jane saw it, and her heart that was just about to move was ignited, and she also ran out.

"Hmph, it's their disadvantage. They will understand how stupid this is in the future. Professor Lockhart's lecture will definitely be very exciting." Hermione said a little angrily.

While talking, they saw Lockhart take out a large birdcage from under the desk, which was still covered with cloth.

"It must be a dangerous guy who is sensitive to light." Hermione speculated.

"I must ask you not to scream," said Lockhart in a low voice, "that would irritate them!"

The class held their breath, and Lockhart jerked the hood back.It contained many humanoid creatures the size of sparrows, with ugly wings on the back.Their skin is iron-blue, they have small pointed faces, and their voices are very sharp and piercing. As soon as the covers are removed, they start to chatter, jump up and down, shake the cage bars, and make all kinds of weird faces at people nearby.

"That's right," said Lockhart playfully, "a Cornish elf just caught."

That's it? !
Harry wanted to say something, but thought that Hermione, a Lockhart fanatic, was still sitting next to him, so he didn't say it.

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Linde walked quickly in the corridor, with his head held high and his chest held high, looking ahead.Not far behind him, a little girl cowered behind him, looking left and right.

"Can you be normal? Do you want others to see that you are abnormal?" Linde said helplessly.

"But...but I'm afraid! What if the teacher catches me..."

"Professor McGonagall is the one who knows about our class, and she should be in class now. Also, most teachers have a lot of classes every day. Hurry up and go back to the lounge!" Linde said, turning a corner , just a small group of seniors came over, Linde's face remained unchanged and he continued to walk forward.

Jane's face changed. Although he knew that it was just a group of seniors, he was still a little scared when he thought that he was on the run.But seeing Linde's figure walking further and further away, he still ran over.

Running to Linde, she seemed to ease the atmosphere and started talking, "How did you think of skipping class?" She asked,
Linde replied. "It's boring, and it's too stupid to do that kind of question." He skipped class this time, and there was no lack of thoughts in his mind to touch Lockhart's psychological bottom line.If nothing happened this time, he would not have to waste time on Defense Against the Dark Arts in the future.

No, not wasting time in Lockhart's class.Rather than not wasting time on Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"What about you?" Linde asked back.

"Me? I also think it's boring. My grandmother said he was just a clown with nothing in his mind. It's okay to have fun watching it. Let's forget about teaching.

And I'm afraid he will scold me if I continue to stay there.

I wrote about his biggest ambition so far - to go to the bathroom alone. "

(End of this chapter)