Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

Twenty minutes later, Lockhart brought a "surprise" to everyone.

"This is too crazy." Emilia whispered while writing this fan questionnaire. "Although I love him to death, who can answer these questions?"

Although the famous star Lockhart promised before the class that his class would be a success, it is obvious that so far, Clowney has not seen any bright spots that can make her interested in something other than books.

In the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the school year, Lockhart asked them to take a test: the content of the test had nothing to do with what they had learned in the past, and had nothing to do with future teaching - instead, it was about his personal achievements, preferences and 'secrets'.

Clooney was also caught off guard by his move.

"Honestly," she replied furtively, "most of it has to do with the content of those books—"

"You're not going to finish reading them all, are you?" Cedric squeezed his head between them, "You're not going to?"

"Sed—" Clooney pushed his head away angrily, "You are too obvious! You will be discovered!"

"But who can answer this-" Cedric defended himself, "Everyone is waiting for your answer!"

Clooney followed his gaze and looked back. Several familiar little badgers sitting in the back quickly made begging movements. Lockhart was about to pass by them to observe their answers.

"Okay." Clooney spread his hands, "But I can't guarantee that I can answer them all."

She read the test paper quickly: "I will never remember any meaningless numbers - I am not a fan of his either. For his birthday and the like, you might as well ask other people."

"It's nothing." Cedric said, "You don't have to get full marks for this, right?"

"I don't know about that, I'm number one in my grade."

"You know that it was you who won the throne since the astronomy class was cancelled." Cedric bit his cheek viciously, and then started to pull Clooney's cheeks, "You bad little snake!"

"I forgot." Clooney opened his mouth and said nonchalantly, "You are always number one in my impression."

"You-" Cedric was about to continue his speech when a cold feeling wrapped around the back of his hand.

He let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted, but was still held tightly by another pair of hands.

Helles' cold face was facing him, and his cold blue eyes were looking at him through the girl who was writing diligently.

Cedric had never seen this girl, who always smiled sweetly, show such an expression. She looked unhappy, and the corners of her mouth were depressed, whereas normally they were always raised.

Cedric felt a little embarrassed. He broke away from the girl's clenched palm, and then grabbed his pen in a covert manner: "Sorry."

At this time, the tiny star diamonds appeared in the blonde girl's eyes again, and the corners of her mouth finally turned up like the corners of her eyes again: "It's okay, Cedric."

"But I think it would be best for you to return to your seat."

Cedric nodded, bent over and rushed back. Ten minutes later, he got an answer sheet filled with answers, but the notes on it were not in a familiar font.

He looked up at the corner of Slytherin, and Helles happened to look over as well.

She winked at him.

After another ten minutes, Lockhart collected all the test papers.

He easily added several points to several students with high scores, and then took out a large cage covered with a blue cloth.

"I said~" He became even more elated, "My classes will never be boring and scripted!"

Lockhart turned his head and raised his eyebrows in the direction of Slytherin. Clooney was not sure if he was looking at her, but he still smiled cheerfully in this direction: "Don't worry, I believe that with your help With their strength, they must have learned how to deal with them correctly——"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he will teach you how to deal with the most evil things in the magical world of hell, whether they are creatures, spells, or evil people! In the days to come, you will face the most terrifying things in this classroom, but Please don't worry - I'm here! No harm will come to you - if you stay calm!"

But obviously the words that followed were of no use, because many Hufflepuff students already had a look of eagerness on their faces: but it was not that they wanted to try - but that they were ready to leave this classroom at any time.

"I'm afraid of ghosts!" Porto even burst into a loud voice, "I hate ghosts!"

"This is so rude!" The fat monk passing by yelled at the door of the classroom, "You can't discriminate!"

Lockhart was obviously dissatisfied with his speech being interrupted: "This——"

"This classmate." He walked to the door and closed it. The good-tempered fat monk did not pass through the wooden door to disturb his teaching. "Please sit tight and don't worry. There is nothing scary about ghosts."

He frowned and returned to the podium, but soon returned to his original confident smile.

“Today we’re learning about – Cornish elves!”

As soon as Lockhart finished speaking, the cage door opened. These little iron-green things quickly flew out of the huge cage and occupied every corner of the classroom. Some of them picked up the books on the podium, some worked together to move the abandoned tables and chairs, and some grabbed someone's ink bottle and started playing a toss-and-catch game in the air.

"Little devil." Clooney commented with a smile, "You look like you are in real trouble!"

"Herd them together!" shouted Lockhart at the top of his lungs. "Herd them together!"

Clooney was not interested in this. She just pointed at the little thing flying wildly in the sky with her wand. The little unlucky one who was clicked could not even flap its wings, but when it was about to hit the ground The moment before, he was lifted up by a gentle force.

The other elves wisely avoided the gentle-looking girl.

"Hello." She poked the little thing lying on the ground in a good mood. This Cornish elf has just regained its strength and is ready to escape, but somehow, no matter how hard it tries, it keeps spinning in circles.

"Hello," she repeated patiently, "I'm talking to you."

The cyan elf showed its sharp shark-like teeth to her.

The elves in the magical world don't seem to be like the elves in storybooks that people often see - or in other words - they are not actually a species at all.

The ugly little thing in front of him, who had exerted his power to show off his ugliness, persisted in biting Clowney's index finger even though he was completely powerless. His arrogant expression had nothing to do with the so-called amiability and politeness.

"Although they may also have magic." Clooney thought as he stared at the other blue figures controlling the small objects in the air, "But they look no different from fairies - in terms of magic. "