Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

People cannot learn from success. This law applies to everyone, including Mr. Lockhart, who thinks too highly of himself.

A successful and acclaimed black magic practice lesson left him in a state of ecstasy.

The addition of practical content to the Defense Against the Dark Arts course is a rare curricular innovation at Hogwarts since the First Wizarding War. This has allowed senior students who have suffered from teachers with low academic standards to regain their interest in this subject. Interest in the course.

The students excitedly praised this knowledgeable and beautiful teacher with high-pitched voices during class, which made him famous - and he also gave special approval to Slytherin's fourth-year students to let her Who could say no to such a seemingly invincible teacher when he was given the right to bring a Cornish elf around the school?

The girls' eyes were always full of love and admiration when they turned to him, while some boys always followed him with excited and longing eyes.

In such an environment full of praise, of course he completely forgot about his true level of spells - he didn't have the energy to distinguish the level of spells of second-year students from those of fourth-year students who continued to work under the leadership of gifted students. Differences between levels of exercise students.

What's more, the ferocious-looking Cornish elf looked so obedient and well-behaved in the hands of the gentle and polite black-haired girl. This shows that this creature is not as ferocious as the legend says. wrong?

So he decided to benefit the entire Hogwarts with his perfect lessons!

On the other side, the elf known as "Em (M)" did indeed have a happy campus trip, which made him reluctant to leave when he returned to his tribe.

Naturally, the little animal cannot remember many things in its small head, and the days spent with Miss Albert are soon filled with her sweet words and candies. Such happy days lasted until one morning a few days later - please forgive the elf for not being able to remember so many things that were insignificant to it. It only remembered that it was flying next to Miss Albert's shoulder, competing with the fat black cat for the position on her right. As if he had learned some human boxing skills, he knocked it out of control, and then a group of students swarmed towards him. They looked like familiar faces - but he didn't see them clearly.

"Lenny!" a voice said angrily, "You can't even imagine what kind of class we had!"

It was only when Em was rescued from the cat's paw by Miss Albert and rested in her hand that he could clearly see the appearance of the person coming. The black-haired little boy came up with an unhappy face and held the annoying black cat in his arms.

"Look! Look!" The red-haired boy pushed his head hard towards Miss Albert's face, "I'm missing a piece of ear meat!"

"Ron, why don't you take care of the wound first?" Miss Albert touched his ear frame helplessly, leaving only a shallow mark on the originally bloody ear, "You have to know, I didn't Aren’t you always filled with magic power, or have the knowledge to heal all parts of the human body?”

"I -" Ron pouted in annoyance, "I forgot, I just wanted to show you how unreliable Lockhart is -!"

"He doesn't even realize what he's doing!" The red-haired boy's temper was as fiery as his hair color. "Can you imagine, he let all the Cornish elves out - that's all. After he cast some random spell, he was subdued by the elf - he even lost his wand!"

"A teacher!" he complained, "It's the mess we cleaned up for him!"

"That's how my ears hurt!"

"And my inkwell and the notebook you gave me." Harry received it coldly.

Immediately afterwards, the finger was pointed at the innocent Em.

"I never knew Cornwall elves were so crazy!" Ron exclaimed exaggeratedly, "They are like irrational wild cats - they don't know when they will come over and give you a bite!"

This sentence stung a hornet's nest - it not only scolded Em, the innocent and weak (as he calls himself) Cornish elf, but also burned Mr. Black's body. This time the two enemies were angry. Em gave Ron a hard claw on the face, while Mr. Black jumped directly from Harry's knees and gave him a roundhouse kick.

"Hey!!!" Ron felt as if his face had been hit by a cannonball. The fat cat used his weight to make him fall to the ground, "I said it wrong. What?"

"Everything is wrong!" Hermione, who had been silent for a long time, finally answered, "Mr. Lockhart just wants to give us some opportunities to practice!"

"He doesn't know anything!" Ron got up from the ground, "He's just a straw bag!"

"You can't say that about a teacher, Ron." Clooney stepped forward and patted the dust on his butt, then suddenly remembered something and pointed at the wizard's robe with two yellow butt marks. After shaking it off, he answered, "We don't understand him much, right?"

"I was not there, and I benefited a lot from a lot of things written in his books. Maybe we need some time to get to know this teacher."

Hermione nodded her head in agreement.

But these words did not make the two boys happy.

"As for ink and notebooks -" Clooney continued, "I happen to have a lot here, so it's not a big deal. If there are important notes in the stained area, if you don't mind, you can give them to me first. , recently a few of us happened to be researching magic spells related to time changes, maybe we can help you."

"Okay." Harry was also discouraged, "Okay Lenny."

"But I really didn't expect Em's friends to be such crazy creatures." Harry saw Em start to hoarsely grin in dissatisfaction again, and he quickly changed his tune, "Well... they are, so crazy. ,Lively?"

"Each individual may be different," Miss Albert went on to explain, "but in most cases, the nature of species groups is difficult to change: just like cats eat meat and capybaras are docile. There may be There are cats that like to eat cakes, and there are also grumpy capybaras, but they are just special cases. But you have only seen cats that like to eat cakes and grumpy capybaras, but you have not had the opportunity to see a large number of the same kind of creatures. At this time, it is possible to misjudge the habits of the creatures you want to understand, leading to some results that none of us want to see."

"If you have previewed Mr. Scamander's "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" in advance, you will know that the habit of the Cornish elves is to tease people, and sometimes the teasing behavior will go too far, causing many injuries. The case of people — they’re not safe.”

"Aim can only represent himself. If you are dealing with an entire group, in addition to observing it itself, you must also understand the nature of the entire group."

"I understand." Harry finally smiled, looking less angry and annoyed. "You can't take first impressions for granted, just like this time, just because Em is a docile and cute Cornish. Elf, just think that’s what all Cornish elves are like.”

Em returned Harry's mischievous smile with satisfaction.

"It's like you've only seen one side of Mr. Lockhart." Hermione nodded in agreement, "Then you can't just judge the surface of this matter!"

"This is completely different." Ron murmured lowly. "The words of a girl who only believes in the appearance of books and vases and who draws hearts all over her textbooks are not convincing at all."

"What did you say?" Hermione didn't hear what he said clearly, but guessed from Ron's expression that it must not be a good thing.

"I mean -" Ron rolled his eyes quickly, "On the way here, I heard Lockhart and Professor McGonagall saying that he wanted to return the elves in Cornwall to their native place. "

"Maybe we have to say goodbye to Em!"

"This is such a pity." Miss Albert sighed to the elf, "Nice to meet you, Em. I hope you can have fun in the future."

The elf suddenly rolled his eyelids and hung on her hand.

"I know you are reluctant to let me go." Clooney laughed, "But your wings are still moving——"

This is how Em's good days ended :)

"From today on, I will hate every red-haired boy." It swore in its heart, but still reluctantly opened its eyes.