Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

From Myrtle's mouth, Harry and the others already knew that Myrtle died after seeing a pair of eyes, and that the place of death was the women's bathroom.

Gray once told them that Myrtle was attacked 50 years ago, and there were rumors that there was a basilisk in the secret room.

There are two things you need to know now: the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago, and Harry is a Parseltongue.

In this way, even without a diary, based on the IQs of the three of them, they can guess that the entrance to the secret room is in the women's bathroom.

Now even if Gray directly relies on these arguments to tell everyone, he will have to do it after Harry speaks Parseltongue. Otherwise, no one can open the Chamber of Secrets, and he has no reason to know that Harry understands Parseltongue.

It seemed like he had to think of a solution.

In December, the weather was getting colder and colder, and it was snowing outside. Sprout had to put socks and scarves on Mandrake. This was a task that needed to be treated with caution. She didn't trust others to do it. Lockhart offered help several times but she refused.

Gray huddled beside the fireplace in the staff room, listening to Lockhart ramble on about his victory over the werewolves of Wagga Wagga.

"I held him down, holding the wand in my hand and pressing it against his throat - then I slowed down and used the remaining strength to cast a very complicated restoration spell. He let out a miserable groan, and the wounds on his body Mao disappeared, the fangs retracted, and finally he became a human again. The village remembered me, and after this incident, they got over the fear of being attacked by a werewolf once a month."

Snape sneered: "Werewolf? Since you are so capable of holding down a werewolf, why don't you just go and stuff it into Azkaban?"

Snape hated werewolves.

"Ah...well, I think-" Lockhart was trying to organize his words, "maybe the werewolves won't be sent in yet..."

"Gilderoy, what's the spell to turn a werewolf back? I'm curious." Gray thought of Lupin.

Lockhart quickly changed the subject from Snape to Gray.

"This is a very complicated spell, Gray. Very few people can master it - after all, werewolves are too dangerous. Even if you master the spell, you are likely to be attacked by werewolves before you can release it. If you are not strong enough, you will die. ."

"It seems that not only do you master magic spells well, but you also have good physical strength... I remember you said that you once defeated someone in a duel in Transylvania Village. You must be better at dueling!" Gray It was a good opportunity to bring up the matter of the Duel Club.

"Although it seems a bit immodest to admit it directly, I am indeed quite good at dueling. The people in that village are very powerful. In fact, I also spent some effort to defeat them-" Lockhart was a little embarrassed. .

"How modest." Snape interjected coldly.

"I have a little suggestion, Gilderoy, you can open a dueling club. Since you are good at dueling, you can teach the students some additional dueling knowledge! If everyone sees that you are so versatile, they will definitely like you more you."

"Good idea! Grey!" Lockhart clapped his hands, "I will talk to Dumbledore about this. The students need to learn some ways to deal with danger!"

"Oh! Oh! Are you talking about the duel?" Flitwick jumped on the chair, "This reminds me of my youth. It was a beautiful memory. The duel has its own unique charm... I won it back then. champion."

Flitwick was a dueling champion when he was young. Even though his dueling skills have declined due to age, he still easily brought Snape's defensive armor to life in "The Deathly Hallows" and slashed it. Towards Snape, shooing him away.

Once Lockhart heard that Flitwick had won the championship, he was not prepared to invite him.He turned to Gray and said, "Gray! I would like to invite you to be my assistant!"

"Me? Me?" Gray pointed at himself and added deliberately, "I'm very happy, Gilderoy. When I was at the Ministry of Magic, I was fortunate enough to participate in some batter training. This time..."

The Ministry of Magic's hitmen are a group of wizards who have been specially trained by the Magical Law Enforcement Team and are responsible for apprehending dangerous criminals.Although their functions appear to overlap with those of Aurors, Strikers' functions are actually more geared toward armed combat rather than criminal investigation.

Strikers are responsible for regular law enforcement, equivalent to police officers; Aurors are responsible for law enforcement of high-risk criminal incidents, more like agents.

To become a striker, you need to obtain at least five OWL certificates, and one of them is in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Ah! Okay, I understand, Gray! There are a lot of things that need to be studied in the crystal. You should be very busy!" Lockhart patted Gray on the shoulder, "But no matter how busy you are, you still need to rest. Don't worry about too much. It will be very hard for you to take it upon yourself! I understand - I understand! You want to partner with me, but you need to rest more. Do you see the dark circles under your eyes? You have to learn to manage your time reasonably! Missing Sleep, it will make you less attractive!"

"..."

Lockhart turned around and looked around. There were only three people besides him in the staff room now. One was a duel champion, one claimed to have participated in batter training, and the only one left looked like he didn't exercise much. He held back every day. In the dark and cold basement, guarding a crucible in front of me, my hair is greasy from the magic potion... It should be easier to deal with!

"Professor Snape, I sincerely invite you -"

"I'm very happy, Professor Lockhart." Snape agreed decisively. "I am happy to accept the challenge...especially when the opponent is a village hero who can knock down werewolves with his bare hands."

"Excellent, Professor Snape! I didn't expect you to agree so readily! So! Everyone, please wait for my good news!" Lockhart flashed his row of shining white teeth, "Without further ado, I will go and make a request now. Dumbledore!"

After speaking, he went out.

"Let me see if our honorary member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts League and Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts is worthy of his name." Snape had a gloomy face.

As we all know, Snape wanted to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, but Dumbledore disagreed every year. He would rather hire a loser like Lockhart than allow Snape to serve.

Coupled with Lockhart's usual verbal abuse, Snape became more and more displeased with him.

"Severus, you have to exercise caution." Flitwick reminded him kindly.

"Don't worry, I will get it just right."

Ah, yes, just right.

Not surprisingly, Dumbledore agreed to found the Duel Club and expressed that he was looking forward to Lockhart's performance.The duel club is scheduled for after Christmas.

Gray breathed a sigh of relief, everything was clearly arranged. After Christmas, Lockhart held a dueling club - Harry's Parseltongue was exposed - the Chamber of Secrets was opened - the Basilisk was killed.This semester is basically coming to an end, with no casualties.

As for the diary... he had some doubts. Was the diary really in Ginny's hands now?