[HP Comprehensive UK and US] Platinum Stark

Alicia's "secret mission" of the second year of school began in the early hours of the morning, but she did not intend to be a qualified executor.

"Who is Tony Stark?" Lockhart frowned and raised a test paper with a strange look on his face. "Student, I think I need to introduce my famous deeds to you after class."

It is called a test paper, but in the eyes of most boys and a small number of girls, it is simply a piece of waste paper!

What normal person would ask students what color they like? What do they like to eat?

Alicia, who was already irritable, felt even worse when asked to answer such a question. She learned her godfather's sarcastic words completely and wrote them down on the paper verbatim, completely destroying the playboy Gilderoy Lockhart.

Of course, after she had finished writing, the girl realized that something was a little wrong, but time was running out, so she hurriedly wrote Tony Stark's name when the paper was about to be closed.

Harry couldn't help it. He looked at Alicia in surprise, and then burst out laughing. Hermione glared at him in dissatisfaction, but the latter volunteered to raise her hand: "Lockhart, ahem... Professor Lockhart, there is no one named Tony Stark in our grade."

He could see that Alicia really hated this butterfly.

Lockhart was about to say something else, but the next test paper quickly caught his attention: "Oh! Miss Granger must be a very good student. She answered all the questions correctly. Very good, very good, five points for Gryffindor!"

Alicia closed her eyes impatiently for a few seconds. Her patience with Lockhart had reached its limit. This noisy butterfly was better off being a narcissistic idiot professor, finishing get out of class on time, and not staying up late with fake stories showing off his own.

Because she still had to go to the principal's office after class. Wait, Merlin, is she going to have lunch with that old man with a white beard again?

Theodore, who was sitting to the girl's right, had a full view of her facial expressions - including the part where she made eye contact with Potter.

It was not until Lockhart at the podium excitedly mentioned some classroom practice that Theodore looked away with an unclear expression.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a group of ugly purple elves flying out of the cage.

Theodore drew his wand decisively, looked at Alicia again subconsciously, and stood up and stood beside her.

As he expected, the group of Cornish elves caused trouble everywhere and several students' wands were stolen.

He and Draco stood on either side of Alicia, and the three of them fought off several Cornish pixies in smooth movements.

"He's a lunatic!" Draco cursed in between spells.

Suddenly, Lockhart stood up confidently, as if ready to show off his skills.

"Pesky, peschi, pesternomi!" Lockhart shouted as if he was sure of victory.

Three seconds later, he was knocked to the ground by the powerful Cornish elf, and his wand was thrown away somewhere.

Lockhart half fell to the ground, forced a smile, and said something that sounded like an excuse - he was going to let them deal with it themselves. However, Hermione, who was named, seemed to enjoy it.

Draco glanced at Lockhart with disgust and pulled his sister closer to the door. "Lockhart is really constantly refreshing my understanding of him. I thought what he did in Flourish and Blotts was shameless enough, but I didn't expect there would be something even more shameless."

If it were any other time, Alicia would have said: You see, you don't want Potter to be in the spotlight.

But at this moment, she ruthlessly burned the elf that approached them to ashes, and then said coldly: "Hehe, I have already thought of a way for him to die."

Theodore still didn't express any opinion. He glanced at the scene in the classroom indifferently: the Gryffindors were fighting "bravely" - except for Longbottom who was hanging on the chandelier, all the Slytherins had come to the door. Oh, Draco even "kindly" closed the door.

"Go straight to the auditorium?" Bryce folded his arms, leaned lazily against the wall, and looked at their newly appointed head of the grade.

By the way, this year's head of grade is Alicia Malfoy. This is one of the Dark Lord's orders.

Alicia had no intention of taking them away. She smiled and bumped Draco's shoulder, not showing at all that she had just spoken harshly to Lockhart. "Hey, former Headmaster, please take my dear classmates to the Great Hall. I have something to ask the Headmaster."

"What's the matter?" Draco looked at his sister suspiciously, "Are you going to challenge Lockhart to a duel in secret?"

"Do you think I'm one of those stupid lions?" Alicia had already thought of an excuse for herself, "I'm going to complain to Lockhart!"

Of course, the Slytherins would not think that she would really do this, but they speculated that Alicia's trip might really have something to do with Lockhart, or maybe it was related to the position that the headmaster had been dreaming of?

Theodore seemed to have noticed something and asked first, "Are we going back to the auditorium for lunch?"

Alicia was slightly stunned, and after thinking for a while, she replied: "Not necessarily, maybe she will go directly to the kitchenette, or she may go to my godfather's place."

Fortunately, Theodore asked, so that she didn't have to worry about how to explain it after returning to the lounge, and she didn't have to worry about some diary hearing some rumors.

However, Theodore is not usually like this. I have never seen him care about big things. What happened today?

"Okay." Theodore met the girl's slightly puzzled look and slightly curled the corners of his mouth, confirming her guess.

He mentioned this sentence on purpose.

Even as she turned and left, Alicia was still thinking about the boy's smile. Although she didn't know what he had guessed, the Dark Lord would never reveal it. Maybe Nott had some guesses?

Their Knott's insight has always been excellent.

However, judging from the current situation, Theodore is a friend rather than an enemy.

Tsk, I have to think about how to repay Theodore's favor this time.