Hogwarts wizard

Professor Quirrell died because of Voldemort, and Professor Snape thought he could take the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

What I didn't expect was that an outsider would get there first.

Harry leaned close to Jellal's head, "It was him who insisted on taking a photo with me at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore in Diagon Alley..."

"Hello, little wizards, I would rather call you classmates. I believe you must be very curious. I am your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Gilderoy Lockhart, an internationally renowned celebrity and author, Sir Merlin. Recipient of the Third-Class Medal, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts Alliance, and five-time winner of the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award."

After he finished speaking, he smiled at everyone. That smile made those little female wizards unable to put their glasses on.

Jellal and the others didn't feel much.

Listening to Lockhart's introduction, Jellal felt that he was quite a vain person. There were some things that he didn't need to talk about all the time.

"Oh my God, Professor Lockhart is so charming. Have you seen it, Jellal?"

Jellal shuddered when he looked at Hermione. She looked like a crazy fan now.

It is completely incompatible with the cleverness and sagacity of before.

Jellal nodded and spent two-thirds of the class introducing himself. His so-called glorious deeds were like a magic sound washing their ears, forcibly instilled in each of their minds. .

"Do you know what this is?"

Professor Lockhart lifted the cloth on the cage in front of him, only to see many eight-inch-tall, livid elves inside. Their voices were a bit harsh.

"Wow……"

Everyone exclaimed, looking at their appearance, they knew they were not easy-going creatures.

"Hermione, you answer this question."

"This is a Cornish elf..."

Before Hermione could continue, Lockhart immediately said, "Very good! They can also be troublesome saboteurs!"

After saying that, he opened the cage, and the elf inside completely ran out.

Everyone was frightened and ran away.

"Don't be afraid, they don't have much attack power!"

As Lockhart spoke, he patted the elves on his body. This kind of Cornish elf was a nightmare, but it was fine when alone.

But now a group of elves were running around there, and even Lockhart found it difficult to resist.

"help me!"

At this time, Neville was hung from the lamp by a group of elves. Lockhart waved his wand at the elves, but it was of no use.

Jellal looked at these elves, and a magic pattern lit up on his wrist under the wizard's robe. The elves would automatically stay away when they passed by him. In the end, there was no trace of the Cornish elves around him.

"Hi! Jellal, are you from the Dilaps family?"

Jellal nodded after hearing his words. In fact, Lockhart was not very interested in the Dilaps family.

What he was interested in was that the place next to Jellal was completely free from the elves in Cornwall. It was really a good place.

"I heard that your family has that thing, so what is that thing?"

Everyone has this question, "Professor Lockhart, actually I don't quite understand. Would the family tell me such an important thing to this orphan who has just been found a few days ago?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at the elves in the distance, who were wreaking havoc.

"Freeze!"

Hermione waved her wand and froze the elves one by one. It was really a big project, mainly because there were too many elves, and the only ones who could help at this time were Harry, Hermione and Ron.

"Of course not, Jellal, you did really well in Defense Against the Dark Arts."

What he has to do now is to find various topics, as long as he can stand by Jellal's side, that is the best.

"Professor Lockhart, I think you might as well clean up these elves during this time. They don't seem very friendly."

Jellal's words made Lockhart immediately feel embarrassed, and he could only smile to relieve it, "Maybe this is a good opportunity to train them, but I think you can already deal with them, and you don't need to do anything."

Jellal was a little speechless, but he had no intention of taking action in the first place, so he naturally didn't say anything when he heard Lockhart's words.

"Okay, after class, I'll leave these nasty guys to you four!"

Only then did Jellal notice that they were the only ones left in the classroom, and Lockhart ran out immediately.

Seeing Lockhart fleeing, Jellal was speechless. He waved his wand and let a dozen elves chase him. After all, we couldn't just let little wizards like them play by themselves.

"Geral, help." Hermione said. There were so many elves that they couldn't hold them back.

Hearing her words, Jellal removed his defenses and waved his wand.

"Space transfer!"

All the Cornish elves were moved to cages. During the holidays, Gerald, Patch and Flamel learned a lot of things. Their knowledge was unknown for some reason.

Hermione was very difficult to learn.

But Jellal learned it very easily.

He can now control many kinds of powers, and it is naturally no problem to deal with these mischievous little guys.

"Let's go."

"Professor Lockhart is really amazing. I just saw you standing with him. Those Cornish elves didn't dare to approach you at all!"

Hermione said with excitement. At first, she was concentrating on dealing with the elves and didn't even notice what happened to Jellal and the others.

Later, I saw Jellal and Lockhart chatting there. Lockhart had a dangerously confident expression on his face, as if everything was under his control.

Hermione's heart was lifted up, and she immediately felt that Lockhart was trying to train them, so he asked them to solve these very difficult little things!

"I……"

Jellal really didn't know what to say.

Hermione looked at him and continued, "Why were you hiding next to Professor Lockhart just now? If you help us, we may catch him soon."

Jellal felt that Hermione was obsessed with ghosts. He really didn't think Lockhart had any real talent. The clothes that were messed up by the elves were good proof.

However, Jellal didn't explain much. Hermione should listen and see this kind of thing herself to understand what everything is going on.

"as long as you are happy."

Jellal's words made Hermione a little confused, but she didn't think much about it because Lockhart came to Hogwarts to teach and a lot of his books were brought with him.

The contents in those books made Hermione feel so novel that she couldn't help but explore them day and night.

"I'm going back to read."

Hermione said, then left.

Watching Hermione leave, Ron put his arm around Jellal's shoulders, "Although I don't know what to say, maybe you are right, Professor Lockhart, he doesn't seem that likable. "

It even makes people feel particularly annoying...

Ron didn't say this, after all, he didn't know if Lockhart would put some weird things on him.

"Who knows!"

Jellal spread his hands. He didn't want to be concerned about this matter. He had always believed in a saying, time can prove everything, so that's what he thinks now.

"Come on, maybe we should take care of this stuff."

Harry raised the cage in his hand. Their screams were really too harsh. He really didn't want to listen to them for too long.

In the end, these things got into Mag's hands, and I don't know how they were dealt with in the end.

"Harry, Gerald, Professor Lockhart wants you to come over."

Harry and Jellal have been trying to avoid Lockhart. Lockhart seems to be extremely interested in the two of them, Jellal because of the family behind him, and Harry because of his own fame.

Just like that picture at Flourish and Blotts, Lockhart just wanted to be associated with Harry Potter so that he would become even more famous!

Have a much higher social status than you have now.

Jellal and Harry looked at each other, and what they saw were photos of Lockhart in various poses, as well as letters piled up in the room.

Looking at the look in their eyes, Lockhart said, "Don't be surprised, these are the readers' pleasure. What you have to do today is to reply to my letter. I believe you will like it."

"Dear Mr. Lockhart..."

There was a letter in his hand that he couldn't help but read, making Jellal and Harry completely forget about what the two of them needed to do.

"Professor Lockhart, this is inappropriate. They are your most loyal fans. What they want is your response. If you leave these letters to us now, they will be sad."

Jellal said, "This job, let alone whether it comes with remuneration or not, even if the remuneration is very high, is definitely not what they are willing to do. Should they keep watching those fans praising Lockhart?"

Speaking of which, they really... can't do it. The important thing is that they all know the words, but reading it like this is really disgusting.

"No, no, children, you don't understand women. A young man from the Dilaps family, a person who lives under that man, I think they will definitely be very happy. Come on, don't let them wait too fast. Already..."

"My owl is so thirsty..."

Is that how the word is used? It didn't matter at this point. Jellal and Harry couldn't help but be controlled by Lockhart. They just hoped that Lockhart would make them write a little less in every reply.

Jellal and Harry sat down, the magic lamp was still very bright, and in the end there was only the sound of the pen tip touching the paper.