A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

"Yes, we are one step closer to becoming a battle pet." Aaron patted Abe on the head with satisfaction, and then stuffed the Mandela seedling into a new flower pot.

Perhaps because of Abe's intimidation, the Mandela seedlings buried themselves in the compost with their slender roots without him even doing anything.

"Quite sensible."

Aaron was even more satisfied and even considered buying the seedling from Professor Sprout.

But it's just an idea. Raising a dragon is tiring enough. If you raise a magical plant with certain lethality, you will not be able to survive.

Professor Sprout carefully guided each student and handled all the Mandela seedlings in the greenhouse as much as possible. Such enthusiasm made Aaron once think that she was squeezing the students' labor force.

At the end of get out of class, almost every student was sweating profusely and their bodies were covered with mud.

"I can't stand it anymore, I have to take a shower." Draco said tiredly, "Aaron, are you going?"

"Me? I don't need it.

My physical fitness is slightly better than yours, and I am not so tired.

Moreover, the next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts, and I am still very interested in this new professor. Aaron smiled meaningfully, "I plan to read his works carefully before class." "

"Professor Lockhart's... work?" Draco frowned slightly, "That's a textbook, right?"

"You can say that!

Don't worry, I've never even seen the covers of those books. "

"Okay! See you in the classroom this afternoon."

After lunch, Aaron returned to the dormitory, opened his suitcase, and took out a packed cardboard box.

This was the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook that Jeans prepared for him almost a month ago, but he never had time to read it.

After opening the box, Aaron took out seven of Lockhart's books.

"Breaking with the Ghost", "Walking with the Ghouls", "Holiday with the Dominatrix", "Walking with the Trolls", "Wandering with the Werewolves", "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman", " Traveling on a Ship with a Vampire"

The books were piled together almost two feet high.

Aaron opened one of the books and read ten lines at a glance.

However, the look on Aaron's face became strange. The protagonist Lockhart in the book has almost no flaws. He is a positive character who fights wits and courage with dark creatures.

This is not surprising to him, because the protagonist always has his own halo.

What surprised him was that the contents in the book were very real, as if they really happened to him, and were even more real than the history taught by Professor Binns.

"Did I guess wrong?" Aaron had some self-doubt, but he quickly cleared this doubt from his mind.

After meeting the real person, all doubts will be solved.

But there is one thing to say, putting aside all speculation and doubt, Lockhart's writing ability has reached its peak.

The class time was getting closer and closer, Aaron picked up seven books and rushed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

As soon as he opened the door, the corners of Aaron's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

A large oil painting was placed on the podium. The content of the oil painting was Lockhart himself painting an oil painting of Lockhart.

And in addition to this oil painting, both sides of the classroom are also filled with photos of Lockhart, and each photo is a smiling emoticon, showing eight teeth.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was actually arranged in a festive manner.

"Aaron, why are you here?" Draco stepped forward and helped him put the seven books on the desk. "Class will start soon."

"Aren't you late?" Aaron smiled coquettishly, pointing to the photo in the classroom, "It seems that our new professor is really not an ordinary narcissist!"

"You can't say that," Hermione said.

Susan next to her also nodded with a stern face. It didn't take much to figure out that this person was also a die-hard Lockhart fan.

“Aaron, I agree with your point of view, I have never seen anyone so narcissistic.

But in this classroom, don't say anything bad about Lockhart, because many people are his fans. "

"That's okay, not all students are..."

Before he finished speaking, Aaron felt a cold light on his back, and about one-third of the people in the classroom looked at him angrily.

"You see, this is celebrity effect." Draco shrugged and whispered: "Now I finally understand why my father didn't let me show hostility to Harry Potter in public."

Aaron nodded with deep understanding, "Mr. Lucius is right."

At this moment, the classroom door suddenly opened, and Professor Lockhart, wearing a particularly sexy golden wizard robe, walked in.

"Please allow me to introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher...himself, Gilderoy Lockhart." Lockhart walked to his oil painting, "Member of the Order of Merlin, Third Class, Counterattack Honorary member of the Dark Arts Alliance, and five-time winner of the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award.

But I am low-key and never show off. I don’t chase away the female ghosts by smiling. "

Harold's self-introduction was complete here. Fans like Hermione and Susan below the podium looked at Lockhart with admiration and wanted to go up and get an autographed photo immediately.

Students like Harry and Ron who were not blindly chasing stars looked at each other and didn't take him seriously.

Aaron's eyes twitched slightly. He felt that he had underestimated Lockhart's narcissism. How did he keep saying that I am a low-key person and never show off?

You can write seven autobiographies of yourself without being ostentatious. Are you kidding me?

"Suddenly I feel that this professor seems a bit unreliable!" Draco frowned.

"Be more confident and put the word "like" out there," Aaron said. "In addition to being unreliable, he is also a bit hypocritical."

"I see it.

But if he is unreliable, our Defense Against the Dark Arts exam this semester shouldn't be difficult. "

Aaron was stunned for a moment, as if nothing was wrong.

If the teacher is unreliable, teaching accidents are inevitable, and the test results may be directly invalidated.

Thinking of this, Aaron suddenly felt that Lockhart was a lot more pleasing to the eye.

It helped him save time in a class for no reason. This was something he had only dreamed of when he was in cram school, but could never ask for it.

Lockhart walked to the podium and picked up a stack of test papers, "I saw that you all bought a complete set of my works. Before the formal class, we will take a small test first.

Don't be afraid, I'm just looking to see how much you have read and previewed in advance. "

The test paper was handed out to everyone, and there were four full pages of answer sheets, but there was only one question on each page.

What's Lockhart's favorite color? What is his secret ambition? What's your biggest achievement so far? When is your birthday and what is the ideal birthday gift?

Aaron looked at these test questions with thunder rolling in his mind.

Weird! Lockhart is definitely a wonder in the teaching world.

No, describing him as a teacher is an insult to the sacred profession of teachers.

"Aaron, do you know the answer?" Draco asked anxiously and amusedly.

"Don't worry, I guess no one in the classroom can answer this kind of question except for the crazy fans.

It's simply misleading, just write what you mean. "

Draco shrugged, "I know that, but he is a professor after all. If he answers the questions correctly, he will give Slytherin extra points."

Aaron frowned, secretly murmuring trouble, then turned to look at Crabbe and Goyle, and asked seriously: "Do you want Slytherin points?"

Hearing this seductive voice, the two looked at each other and nodded.

"Very good!" Aaron took their test papers, took a deep breath, and wrote down the answers to all the questions.

"I'm warning you, never say this is the answer I give you."

"Do you know the answers to these weird questions?" Draco said unexpectedly, "Don't tell me that you are also a crazy Lockhart fan, then your image in my heart will instantly collapse."

Aaron shook his head helplessly, then pointed to his eyes, "Just a few hours ago, I flipped through our textbook..."

"Have you finished reading?"

“Of course not, even with photographic memory it is impossible to read seven books in such a short period of time.

I just happened to see the answer. "

"So that's it!" Draco suddenly realized, and then looked at Crabbe and Goyle's test papers, with some hesitation in his eyes.

"I advise you not to do this." Aaron smiled meaningfully, "Not everyone can bear the praise of a weird teacher."

Draco swallowed, and suddenly felt that the test papers of his two followers were a bit hot. After looking at them with some sympathy, he went to scribble on his own test paper.

Aaron shrugged, looked at the test paper with some disgust, then looked at Gilderoy Lockhart who was smiling on the podium, and sneered in his heart.

He picked up a quill and wrote his answers on all the answer sheets, then put the test papers aside happily, took another piece of white paper, and tried to draw a highly difficult magic circle on it.

After all, time cannot be wasted, you must find something meaningful to do.

He was still far from being able to create a magic circle in a single thought and apply it perfectly in practice, so he could only start with something simple first.

After Draco finished answering the questions, he glanced at Aaron's test paper curiously, and his pupils widened a little, "Are you sure you want to write like this?"

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