Hogwarts snake in the mist

"I, Gilderoy Lockhart," he pointed to his photo and winked. "I am the Order of Merlin, Third Class. I am an honorary committee member of the Defense League against the Dark Arts. I have won the Wizarding Weekly Most Charming Smile Award five times. But I don't Just keep that in mind, I don’t drive away the female ghosts of Wan Lun by smiling.”

He waited for everyone to laugh, but few people actually laughed, and the scene became awkward for no reason.

"I see it's great that you all bought my complete set of books. I think we can do a little test today." Eric quietly shrank back, and the lone book on his desk was "Break with the Female Ghost" It stood out among the piles of books, but luckily Lockhart didn't see it.

"Don't be afraid. This test is just to see how well you read and how much you understand." Lockhart finished handing out the papers and returned to the podium, "I'll give you three 10 minutes, start now."

Eric lowered his head and glanced at the paper in front of his desk:

1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart’s favorite color?

Eric thought for a few seconds. He had never opened or read any of the books written by Lockhart. He basically didn't know how to read this paper, so he could only do it blindly.So he took up his pen and wrote the word "green".

Each question was about the investigation of Lockhart's personal information. There were three pages, a total of 54 questions. Eric wrote like a master, and he finished writing quickly and put down the pen.

Half an hour later, Lockhart put the papers away and looked through them in front of the whole class.

"Tsk tsk, almost no one remembers that I like lilac. I mentioned it in my year with the Tibetan Snowman. Some students want to read Wandering with the Werewolf carefully. In Chapter 12 of the book, I clearly said that I am ideal. My birthday gift is for all magical and non-magical people to live in harmony."

He asked a lot more questions, but when he saw Eric's paper, Lockhart frowned. All the questions on it were wrong, which meant that Eric hadn't even opened the book.Lockhart took a few more glances at Eric who was hiding behind him, but didn't say anything.

"But Miss Hermione Granger knows that my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil and to sell my own line of hair lotion, Good Girl. In fact," he turned Hermione's paper over, "one hundred percent Hermione Granger." Where is the lady?"

Hermione raised her hands excitedly.

"Excellent," Lockhart said with a smile, "Excellent, ten points to Gryffindor. Now, let's get down to business." He bent down and took out a large cage covered with a cloth from behind the podium and placed it on the table.

"Now be careful. My job is to teach you to defend yourself against the most evil things the wizarding world has ever known. The most terrifying things you will face right here in this classroom. But remember, I'm here and you won't be subject to anything. Hurt. All I ask is that you remain calm."

Everyone involuntarily became quiet, holding their breath and cautiously looking forward at the big cage. Neville in the first row shrank back as if he was afraid of something coming out of there.

Lockhart pulled back the cover of the cage, and inside was a group of elves, iron-green, eight inches tall, with wrinkled ugly pointed faces, looking like a miniature version of an old man with wings.

Their voices were harsh, like many budgies quarreling.As soon as the cover was removed, they began to jump up and down in the cage, shaking the cage bars, and making all kinds of weird faces at the people nearby.

"Let's see how you deal with it." Lockhart opened the cage door, and the elves instantly slipped out of the cage and flew around.

It was chaos now, and two of them grabbed Neville by the ears and lifted him up.Several others rushed out of the window and the broken glass scattered on the ground in the back row of the classroom.The rest wreaked havoc in the classroom, grabbing books, tearing them apart, and spilling ink everywhere.

They tore off the wallpaper on the walls, turned over the waste bins, and threw schoolbags and damaged textbooks out of the broken windows.A few minutes later, the floor of the classroom was covered with scraps of paper and ink, half of the classmates were hiding under the desks, and the unfortunate Neville was swinging from the chandelier.

Eric reacted a few seconds after the elf was released. He grabbed his only textbook on the table and broke with the female ghost. Then he curled up and hid under the desk with his head in his hands, and a lot of things drifted before his eyes. After a few torn textbooks, the three members of the Audio-Technica group also crowded under the desk.

"Come and round them up, round them up, they are just little elves," Lockhart shouted, but the scene was so chaotic that no student dared to poke his head out.

"Peschipixie, Pestronomi" Lockhart rolled up his sleeves, waved his wand in a handsome pose and shouted, but unfortunately nothing happened.

An elf grabbed Lockhart's wand and threw it out of the window.Lockhart took a breath and hurriedly got under the podium. At the same time, the chandelier fell down, and Neville almost hit him.

The life-saving bell rang.Everyone rushed out of the door desperately. Eric originally wanted to leave here quickly, but the door was blocked tightly, and the crowd suddenly pushed him to the back.When everyone ran away, Eric and Harry were the only ones left in the classroom.

Lockhart straightened up, saw the four people who were about to leave, and quickly stopped them, "Ah, I want to ask the four of you to catch the remaining elves back to the cages." He hurriedly ran ahead of Harry and the others. When I left the classroom, I closed the door as soon as I came out.

"It's too bad he's not reliable at all." An elf bit Ron's ear, and he hit the elf hard in pain.

"He just wanted to give us some opportunities to practice." Hermione defended. She cleverly used a freezing spell to catch the two elves and put them in the cage.

When they were not paying attention, Eric used the shadow energy to turn into vines and strangled the two elves to death. After absorbing the souls of the elves, he used the shadow energy to smash the lifeless corpses into powder. The soul provides some small increases to his shadow core.

"Practice" Harry tried to catch an elf, but it dodged lightly and stuck out its tongue at him, "Hermione, he doesn't know what he is doing."

Eric used the shadow thorn to pierce the chests of the two elves again. Cyan blood flowed everywhere. Fortunately, there was ink on the ground to cover up the traces. After skillfully destroying the corpses and eliminating traces, he stopped killing. The idea of ​​​​elfs is that if they continue to kill, the number of elves will not be enough.

"Nonsense," Hermione said, "You've all read his books and think of all the amazing things he did."

"It's just that he said he did it." Ron murmured dissatisfiedly.