[hp]Hogwarts Eastern Exchange Student

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After a nap, she got up and went to the auditorium to have lunch, but Nora still looked like she was in a fugue.

"What's the next class?" I shook Nora who was about to fall asleep again.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts" Nora rubbed her eyes and looked down at the class schedule. "Oh! It's Professor Lockhart's class! We must sit in the front row."

At the mention of Lockhart, Nora immediately became energetic and quickly dragged me towards the classroom.

Walking through the long corridor, there were many picnickers sitting in the yard next to it.

oh? That's Harry and the others!

"Hey! Harry! Ron! Hermione!"

"Susan!" The three of them turned to greet me.

"Hey, why are you talking to them?" Nora whispered in my ear.

"We are friends." I smiled at Nora, then turned to Harry and the others and said, "Our two colleges have classes together again. Do you want to go together? Nora and I want to sit in the front row."

Hermione's eyes lit up after hearing what I said, "Do you like Lockhart too?"

"Uh, I..." Before I could finish speaking, Nora came out from behind me and excitedly held Hermione's hand. "Do you like him too!"

Hermione blushed and said shyly, "I just think he is so brave, just like what he said in "Traveling with a Vampire"! Balabalabala..."

"Yes! And "Days with the Snowman" balabala..."

I"......"

Harry "..."

Ron "..." So Slytherin is so friendly.

Looking at Hermione and Nora, I remembered the time when the star-chasing girls in the high school class before time travel talked about their idols...

"Well, I don't think he's that handsome," Ron said nonchalantly, "I like his nemesis in the book better, he's much more powerful than Lockhart."

Hermione and Nora stared at Ron fiercely, as if they wanted to devour him.

That’s it, I met my opponent’s fan.

"Hello, Harry, my name is Colin Creevey." A little boy came up to Harry, holding something in his hand, like a Muggle camera.

"I'm in Gryffindor too." The boy timidly took a step forward, "Can I, just, can I take a picture of you?" The boy raised the camera expectantly.

"Taking pictures?" Harry asked blankly.

"This way I can prove that I saw you." Colin took a few steps forward eagerly. "Everyone told me how you escaped from the mysterious man, how he disappeared, etc., you There is still a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead." His eyes searched Harry's hairline.

Colin took a deep breath, "This is really interesting, isn't it? My dad is a milkman. I want to take some photos for him. If I can have a photo of you..." He looked at Harry pleadingly. , "Maybe I can stand next to you and ask your friend to click it for you? Then, can you sign again?"

Harry was obviously a little embarrassed and waved his hands without saying anything. A nasty voice sounded from behind.

"Are you sending signed photos, Potter?"

Draco stopped behind Colin, and behind him stood the menacing big men Crabbe and Goyle.

"I didn't." Harry frowned.

Draco saw me standing next to Hermione and said dissatisfied, "Susan? Why are you hanging out with these stupid lions again? I think you should know that you are a Slytherin."

Hermione protected me behind her, "It's Susan's right to be her friend, you have no right to control it, Malfoy."

Draco, who was scolded by Hermione, yelled at Hermione viciously, "You don't have to worry about Slytherin's affairs, who do you think you are, you mud——"

I rushed forward and covered Draco's mouth without letting him say that word. I smiled brightly at Hermione and said, "Well, I suddenly remembered something else. Let's meet in the classroom later." I said with my eyes He motioned for Nora to follow quickly.

"Hmm." Draco struggled while I covered his mouth, and I walked far away from Hermione before letting go.

Draco said angrily "What are you doing!"

I said to him angrily, "What did you want to say Hermione just now?"

"Mudblood"

"Do you know what that means?" I glared at him.

Draco said nonchalantly, "You know, wizards whose parents are Muggles, that's how they should be called for those of low blood."

"I want to correct you," I said to Draco seriously, "all wizards are Merlin's subjects. If you say that other wizards have impure blood, it means that they are Merlin's illegitimate children! They are Muggle-born. Wizards are Merlin's lost children. If you insist that they have low blood, you are saying that Merlin cheated! This is treason!"

Very well, Draco and Crabbe were both shocked by my ability to fool around.

I grimaced and looked at them seriously, "Do you understand this time? In our country, you would have to be beheaded and then pay tribute to Merlin."

Draco's already fair face turned even paler. I nodded with satisfaction, "Don't let others know that you have such thoughts in the future. What if someone spreads the idea to Merlin."

Hehehe, children are so easy to deceive.

Satisfied, he took Nora's arm and led the Slytherin bully squad, who were stiff with fear, to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Nora and I sat in the second row. In front of us was Hermione and a little Hufflepuff girl. Draco and his team huddled in the corner not knowing what they were thinking.

The whole class was seated, and Lockhart cleared his throat loudly to silence everyone. He raised his copy of "Walking with Trolls" and showed the photo of himself winking on the cover.

"I" he pointed at his photo and said with a wink, "Gilderoy Lockhart, third-class Order of Merlin, honorary member of the Alliance Against Dark Arts, winner of Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award five times." He paused, "But I don't drive away female ghosts by smiling," he said while showing his big shining white teeth and grinning.

"Merlin, why is he so charming?" Nora next to me looked at him intoxicated, while Hermione and Hufflepuff in front also had enchanted expressions on their faces.

I really can't understand their aesthetics. IMHO, he looks like an idiot.

"I see that you have all bought my complete set of works. That's great. I think we'll do a little test today."

Having read the original work, I understand. Little Sunflower Lockhart’s narcissism class has begun.

I only wrote down his favorite color from memory, and then lay on the table without thinking about it.

"Aren't you going to write?" Nora asked

"Good night" I found a comfortable position.

"... "

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 lilac is my favorite color." He turned over the test paper again, "Ah, Miss Lin's answer is very close, violet is a little darker than lilac, but you are still great. " Lockhart winked at me.

…who cares what color you like.

I secretly rolled my eyes.

"But Miss Hermione Granger knows that my secret ambition is to eliminate evil from the world and sell my line of shampoos, good girl." Lockhart gave Hermione what he thought was a charming smile.

Hermione held her face shyly, and I heard Ron make a funny vomiting sound behind me.

"Very well, let's get down to business now." He bent down and took out a large cage covered with a cloth from behind the podium and placed it on the table.

I suddenly recalled the tragic scenes in the original novel and regretted sitting so close to the front.

"Now, beware. My mission is to teach you to defend yourself against the most evil the wizarding world has ever known."

Everyone stretched their necks and leaned forward to see what was in the cage.

"I must ask you not to scream," Lockhart said in a low voice. "That will piss them off!"

The class held their breaths, and Lockhart lifted the hood.

"Yes," he said theatrically, "a freshly caught Cornish elf."

Gryffindor Seamus Finnigan couldn't help but let out a scoff.

"What?" Lockhart asked Seamus with a smile.

"Well, they're not dangerous." Seamus laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"Don't be so sure!" Lockhart said, wagging his finger at him angrily, "They could also be cunning little saboteurs like devils!"

These little elves were livid in color, about eight inches tall, with small pointed faces and very shrill, piercing throats. As soon as the cover was removed, they began to chirp, jump up and down, shake the cage bars, and make all kinds of weird faces at the people nearby.

I started to want to run away.

Sure enough, Lockhart opened the cage. It was a mess now, and the little elves were flying around like rockets. Two of them even grabbed Neville's ears and lifted him up.

The culprit had lost his wand to the elf and had long since fled.

After the elf grabbed my hair for the third time, I couldn't bear it anymore.

The one who broke out earlier than me was Hermione, who cast a petrification spell to freeze all the elves in the air. I took out the restraint net from the storage ring, and the net instantly grew larger, trapping all the elves inside. After the net shrunk, all the elves were tied tightly.

"Beautiful!" Ron yelled.

Draco appeared out of nowhere, grabbed my hand, and said angrily, "Are you okay? I must tell my father and ask him to fire this professor."

I patted Draco comfortingly, "Don't bother your father about this matter. You can report it to Dean Snape and ask him to tell Principal Dumbledore. I believe the principal will take care of this matter." Yes."

Draco said with disdain, "Dumbledore will not care about this matter. He is the one who found this teacher. This matter is his responsibility. Maybe he did it on purpose."

"No, Malfoy." Harry struggled to climb out of the desk and chair, "Headmaster Dumbledore is not such a person!"

Draco still wanted to argue with Harry, so I quickly stopped him and said, "We'll talk about this later. Can you please just take care of Neville? He's been hanging up there for a long time."

Neville: Why is it always me QAQ

Except for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the other classes were all very enjoyable.

"Susu, do you think I can pass the interview?" Nora nervously pulled on my robe.

Susu is the nickname Nora gave me. It came from a Hufflepuff boy. At that time, he stammered in front of me and couldn't even call me my name. After sususu for a long time, Draco sent me away. , and then my name was changed to Susu.

Damn, I'm so charming.

"It's okay, Draco said the interview is actually not that strict." I comforted Nora.

Nora is going to participate in the Quidditch selection today. It is said that Draco has been selected as the seeker. She was so happy that she bought new models of brooms for all the team members.

"But Captain Flint looks so fierce," Nora said timidly.

I thought about the buck teeth of the Slytherin Quidditch captain. Indeed, there is a hint of obscenity in the fierceness...

"Let's do this. Don't talk or smile for a while. Just keep your face expressionless. I'll do the rest."

“Is it really okay?” Nora was still a little unsure.

I nodded fiercely. In fact, you are much more fierce than him when you are not smiling.

Although Nora has a round face like a lolita, her eyes are upturned cat-eyes, and her curved smile is very cute, but once her face is serious, she has the image of a big sister who is not easy to mess with, plus she is tall …

I looked at the cold lady in front of me and made comparisons in my mind.

I took my cold sister Nora back to the Slytherin lounge. A group of team members were already waiting. When Draco saw me following him, he pulled me aside and said, "What are you doing here? , you also want to play Quidditch?"

I waved my hand to him, "I'll tell you later. You must remember to cooperate with me during the interview."

"?? Cooperate with what?"

Flint crossed his legs and spread out on the sofa. When he saw Nora coming, he didn't get up and waved his hand casually, "Coming?"

Tsk, rude.

I rushed to Nora's side, pulled out a chair for her, bowed respectfully and said to Nora, "Sister Nora, please sit down."

Draco:? ? ?

Nora:? ? ?

I winked and motioned for Nora to sit down.

“It’s time to start.” I squeezed Nora’s shoulders and whispered next to her ear.

Nora said slowly and expressionlessly, "Senior Flint, are you going to give me an interview?" Nora glanced at Flint, and I saw Flint straighten up slightly and straighten his sitting posture.

"Well, that's it. How much do you know about Quidditch?"

The interview finally started, Nora was obviously a little nervous, her mind went blank, she didn’t speak for a long time, and with her expressionless face, she looked a little warm and angry.

Oops, it's cold.

"I don't think it's necessary for seniors to ask such basic questions." I showed the aura of a great eunuch beside the emperor. "Master Malfoy also knows our sister Nora's love for Quidditch." I quickly winked at Draco.

Come on, brother! Don’t delay me from getting an Oscar!

Draco glared at me and nodded casually.

"Uh...then what position do you want to play?" Flint asked a little nervously.

"Chaser." Nora said calmly.

Flint rolled his eyes and said, "You know, Slytherins are all boys. I'm not sure if girls can play this kind of sport. Why don't you try something else..."

I saw that Flint was obviously trying to persuade her to quit, so I quietly pasted a talisman behind Nora.

In an instant, Nola's aura widened, and the aura of overlord rushed towards her face.

Everyone was shocked by this momentum and looked blankly at Nora who was cheating. But Nora didn’t know it and still said with a straight face, “I think practice is not useful in theory, why don’t we go out and try the ball. ?"

Flint swallowed and nodded.

Norah obviously relaxed and squeezed my hand quietly.

"What did you do?" Draco asked me secretly as he followed the team.

Hehe, I smiled mysteriously.

This is my secret weapon.

I took out a handful of talisman paper and said, "This kind of talisman paper will burst out with the aura of a superior person after being put on it. I researched it myself when I was in Kunlun. It must be amazing."

Student Union President is a must! (w)y