The Fake Dark Wizard of Hogwarts

In Gunter's old house, black mist gradually seeped out from the Resurrection Stone ring, and a weak voice sounded in the dilapidated room, and finally gradually amplified, turning into Voldemort's hysterical shouting: "Ole Carlson, I must kill you. !!!”

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In the castle corridor, Ole looked for Al, and then he was stopped by a voice.

"Ole, what are you looking for?"

He looked back and saw Hermione holding three books as thick as her fist and struggling to call Ole.

"Hermione, did you just come back from...the library?"

Hermione said in surprise: "How do you know?"

After hearing Hermione's words, Ole glanced at the book she was holding and said nothing.

"I have to go first, these books are a bit too heavy."

Ole just wanted to help her get it, but Hermione ran away all the way. It was about to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Now he could only deal with that annoying guy and couldn't continue to look for Al.

Just when Ole was about to turn around and go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, he heard Ron walking slowly behind him and muttered: "My wand is really hard to use. Since it broke, I haven't cast spells normally, but my family How can I have the money to buy me a new wand..."

When Harry was comforting Ron, he suddenly shivered, but he didn't notice it himself, but Ole noticed it.

"Ole, you're here too."

Harry's voice interrupted Ole's thinking. After he replied a few words casually, he hurried back to the dormitory, thinking of grabbing the books and heading to the classroom. After all, Lockhart had a terrifying amount of textbooks, although most of them were not available. What's the use?

Back in front of the dormitory door, Ole heard a little rustling sound in the dormitory, so he didn't go in first. Instead, he waited at the door for the sound to end before opening the door.

"Wayne, I guess you don't need to go through my things?"

But what caught Ole's eye was Wayne holding a stack of books, seemingly waiting for Ole to come in.

"Ole, I've finished getting the Defense Against the Dark Arts books for you. Here they are for you."

There was a smile on his face, and there seemed to be something indescribably weird. Ole always thought he was a little strange. He seemed to have been rummaging through Ole's things, supplies for the Herbology class, and books for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. It should all be his cover.

However, Ole had no obvious evidence, so he couldn't directly warn him. He could only say: "You don't have to help me get books from now on. I can do it myself."

Fortunately, Ole had already put the crown and necklace in a box and hidden them in the corner of the dormitory with a magic spell. It was impossible for Wayne to discover them by himself.

When Ole passed the kitchen with the book, he caught a glimpse of a red figure squatting beside the bucket.

"Al, I don't think you're supposed to be here?"

The little red head suddenly paused when he heard Ole's words, then turned around stiffly and said, "I just want to go out for a walk, I definitely didn't come here to steal food..."

She didn't believe it when she said it later, her voice got smaller and smaller, and finally Ole took it out with his hand.

"Al, go back to the dormitory and watch the crown. Don't let anyone steal it. By the way, keep an eye on Wayne. He's not normal."

After Al finished patting his chest and reassured himself, Ole let him go back to the dormitory, and he walked to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Not long after Ole walked in, Lockhart also walked in. He was wearing a turquoise silk wizard robe and a top hat of the same color on his head. The brim and wrist of the top hat were embroidered with a blue flower. It's a colorful flower. Although Ole doesn't recognize this flower, he still has to admit that the embroidery is indeed very beautiful.

After everyone calmed down, Lockhart said: "I, Gilderoy Lockhart, a third-level wizard of the Order of Merlin, an honorary member of the Dark Arts Alliance, and the five-time winner of the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award, but I don’t talk about it, after all, I don’t drive away female ghosts by smiling.”

Ole cursed in his heart: "How many times have you rehearsed this rhetoric? You say it fluently, and it's word for word, no matter where you say it, and you still don't keep it on your lips?"

What he was holding in his hand was a book written by a random "lucky" Slytherin snake. The way he pointed at his photo and read out his self-introduction must be said to be really retarded.

"I see that you have all bought a complete set of my works. I think we can do a test today to test your reading results and see if you have read my works carefully."

Seeing Lockhart's proud look, Ole couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Who would seriously read this kind of thing? How dare you sell such a thick, boring book at such a high price!"

Although Ole didn't go to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore during the holiday, Dumbledore asked Hagrid to buy books for him. Although Dumbledore didn't ask Ole for money, he had to give it.

After Lockhart's test curls came down, he glanced at the questions and Ole was so angry that he almost rolled his eyeballs into his skull.

"What kind of mental retard question is this? Is there nothing normal in your barren brain?"

For a moment, Ole seemed to transform into Snape, greeting Lockhart in his mind, but he couldn't blame him, because anyone who read these questions wanted to scold him.

After waiting for half an hour, Lockhart confidently took back the test paper and sat in front of everyone to review the test paper. The expression on his face was not very good.

Perhaps the little snakes in Slytherin didn't quite believe him. Those who gave him face might have been blinded by a few options. Those who didn't give him face simply handed in a blank paper, while a few small snakes gave him a blank paper. He even scolded him a few times.

Ole naturally did his part and handed in the paper after writing a few curse words on him. However, as Olai expected, Lockhart did not get angry, but forced out a stiff smile. Maybe it was just that He definitely deserves the award for the most charming smile.

However, in Ole's eyes, his smile may not be very charming, but the wretchedness can still be seen.

It was almost time for get out of class to end, but what surprised Ole was that he did not overestimate his ability to release the Cornish elf. He simply read a few words in his own book and announced that get out of class was over. Then he hurried out.

Ole was curious about why he was in such a hurry, so he followed him out to see what he was doing.

So Ole followed him to the auditorium. To Ole's surprise, his target was indeed Harry. After seeing Harry surrounded by everyone, he squeezed in through the gap.