Being a bastard at Hogwarts is not safe.

In the autumn wind, only Lockhart's heartbroken voice remained.

However, a thick-skinned person like Lockhart quickly adjusted his emotions.The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and then he let out a hearty laugh and walked quickly to the front of the stage. He gently pulled near the blackboard with his hand, and a giant poster slid down.

"I," he said while pointing at his own photo, "Ghideroy Lockhart, third class Medal of the Order of Merlin, senior honorary member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts League, five-time winner of "Wizard Weekly" Charming Smile Award."

There was sparse applause from the audience, after all, no one would worship the Most Charming Smile Award except for the little fans.

Lockhart's way of teaching is not much different from that of Quirrell last semester, but his ability to make up stories is slightly better than that of the stuttering Quirrell.

But what is slightly different is that the classes this arrogant guy takes are not too different from selling books. If he were to go to the Muggle world to do sales, he would be the gold medal salesman.He recounted his adventures in those seven books, and mentioned many others.

"I see that you all bought my complete book, which is great. So, let's do a little quiz today. Don't be afraid, just to see how you read and understand how much... ..." Lockhart chuckled, and distributed a paper to everyone present.

1.What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?

2.What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?

3.What do you consider Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?

......

Although Brian has seen the plot, he knows the essence of Gilderoy Lockhart.But you can understand how shameless the person in front of you is after experiencing it yourself.He stared blankly at the simple quiz full of three sides of paper, and hated why he had to go to the auditorium for dinner at noon, and was finally caught here.

Bryan even wondered if Dumbledore had spent all his energy on selling cockroach piles, so that he would invite such a flamboyant wizard to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Lockhart's little quiz consumed almost half of the class time, and then he collected everyone's test papers and looked at them in front of the whole class.

"Tsk tsk, almost no one remembers that lilac is my favorite color..." Lockhart promoted his book by the way while evaluating the students' test papers. "100 points, Miss Hermione Granger is very good, plus [-] points from Gryffindor."

As soon as Lockhart finished speaking, Hermione's back could be seen trembling slightly from the position of Harry and Ron.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Lockhart took out a large cage covered with a black cloth from under the podium, and placed it on the table.

He suppressed his voice and said to everyone very seriously: "Everyone cheer up, since I, Lockhart, is your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, I will teach you some of the most evil things that the magic world knows! And now you are going to face the most evil thing in the wizarding world, which is ten thousand times more terrifying than anything you have ever experienced."

"But don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't let you get hurt! I just ask you to stay calm!"

There was an instant silence in the classroom, and everyone was staring at the front.Even Ron and Harry, who were dismissive of Lockhart, poked their necks out to find out.

"I must ask you not to scream," Lockhart looked particularly satisfied with the expressions of the people on the stage, and he continued to mutter, "That will anger them!"

Everyone held their breath nervously, Lockhart slowly lifted the hood and said with a chuckle: "Rage these Cornish elves."

"The most evil thing in the wizarding world" finally showed its true colors, and there were more than a dozen steel-blue pointed-faced elves in a cage under a black cloth.

As the black cloth was taken off, these little creatures let out sharp and ear-piercing roars, and kept jumping up and down in the cage; some were shaking the cage, trying to rush out; others were fighting each other.

There are two wrinkled wings on their backs. Even though they look fierce and look very irritable, the little wizards present do not have the slightest fear.

Because they are so small!

All the little wizards laughed, even Neville couldn't breathe.The little witches all showed disappointment on their faces, even though Lockhart kept emphasizing that these Cornish elves were extremely difficult to deal with.

In the audience, only Brian was ready to run, and he thought this might be the only truth Lockhart had ever said in his life.

"Okay!" Lockhart said a little angrily, "Let me see how you little wizards deal with them!"

This is a serious matter, the elves swarmed out of the cage, and harassed everyone present in an instant, which caused all the little wizards present to be persecuted by the Cornish elves.

Neville, who kept laughing, was grabbed by the ears by two elves, and threw him onto the branch-shaped chandelier above the classroom; some little wizards under the attack kept tearing books, clothes and other things; Things that can be seen are thrown around.Quills, books, and hats were flying around in the classroom, and even Seamus' shoes were taken off by them and kicked in the air like a ball.

Lockhart's poster also suffered, being torn in half.

Almost most of the little wizards didn't resist, and got under the table directly.And Brian packed his things before Lockhart opened the cage, ready to run.He was about to rush out of the classroom, but he heard Lockhart standing on the podium, shouting loudly: "Don't panic everyone, they are just a group of elves. As long as I am here, you will not be harmed!"

Brian curled his lips, completely ignoring Lockhart's "rhetoric words"!He grabbed his belongings, and was about to leave when he saw a black light flash in the air, and an elf fell straight down, twitched twice and stopped moving.

The Cornish elves panicked instantly, and ran around in the classroom. Those who were closer to the glass shattered the glass and rushed out of the window.But the rest didn't have such good luck. The remaining Cornish elves were hit by groups of unknown creatures made of light gray magic power, and fell straight down in midair.

Brian's hand was already on the doorknob, he turned his head in a daze, and looked behind in disbelief!

There.

Lockhart stood on the podium calmly, with the tip of his wand still pointing in the air, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.