Can HP Diary Help Me Pass NEWTs?

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It's 3:[-] in the afternoon, and it's been [-] minutes since the duel club started.

"Quick, quick, Lockhart will be talking nonsense for a while, let's hurry up, we can catch up!" Ollie tugged on my sleeve, and hurriedly rushed out of the dormitory, only our hurried footsteps were on the stairs of the Ravenclaw tower There was a thump-thump-thump like the tap dance Professor Flitwick asked me to do for pineapple during my first-year Charms final exam.

"Boom boom boom——"

The school girl on the fourth floor poked her head out of the cubicle in panic and looked at us in horror, followed by her boyfriend.

"Boom boom boom——"

Who knows, the tabby cat left in the common room was covered in fur and yelled.

"Boom boom boom——"

An angry Professor McGonagall rushed out of the office, "You two young ladies, I must warn you..."

"Professor, I'm sorry we're going to be late. Let's talk about it next time. Let's go first. Goodbye!" There was no time to show an embarrassed smile to Professor McGonagall.

—Professor McGonagall didn't even have time to deduct points from us!

"I don't understand," I staggered, struggling to keep up with Ollie - heck, this guy is fully developed to be an Auror, even physically trained like a troll - I gave up struggling, showing that I couldn't survive Love's expression, "Didn't we already reach an agreement on Lockhart being an idiot this morning?"

"Yeah, he's an idiot!" cried Ollie—I couldn't believe it, the man was running so fast, he couldn't even speak out of breath, hell, she should have gone to Gryffindor in the first place, "but I and Agatha agreed that since he dared to start the class at this time, he should still be able to come up with something—he is also a Ravenclaw after all!"

I dare not have such great confidence in the results of the Sorting Hat's work.

However, although my time alone with my boyfriend was suddenly interrupted by my roommate rushing into the dormitory, anyway, such opportunities are more or less rare (?), and I am not very annoyed.

I know this is the character of my roommate. If the two of them meet what they think is a good learning opportunity, they will definitely not leave me behind, just like I won’t be stingy to make up lessons for my roommate after I got an O.

Rather, although I have no sense of trust in Lockhart, if Ollie and Agatha went to the Dueling Club together and didn't intend to invite me at all, I would be a little bit suspicious.

——This is probably the strange friendship between girls.

"I think you might as well trust me if you trust him," I said, Ollie suddenly stopped, collided with me, and drew out her wand at me, I subconsciously wanted to hide, "What do you want— —”

"We're going to be late." Ollie said hurriedly, "I just learned a spell, let's speed up."

Before I could refuse, she quickly tapped on both of us, then pulled me, and rushed out at the speed that the cannonball would admit defeat.

The scene in front of me was blurred all of a sudden, and the whistling wind was blowing around me, and I could only put an armor spell on myself and Ollie, lest this stupid girl didn't stop the car and knocked us into pieces Pie—but my assessment is still very fair, "This charm is very interesting, teach me another day."

"I knew you would be interested." Ollie's voice was a little fluttering, and she seemed smug. "I've been studying for a long time. What do you plan to exchange?"

I said casually, "Don't you want to learn to duel? I can—"

I couldn't finish my sentence.

Because we overturned.

"boom--"

I was like a flying Quaffle, hit somewhere I don't know exactly where, got bounced by the armor curse, like a batter, bounced a few times, and landed with a crash.

Lockhart's breathless voice was right above me.

"Don't worry, I'll give you your Potions teacher back intact... Oh my God, what danger did you encounter, my beautiful lady? Who did this to you? Don't be afraid, just like I was in my As written in the works, I will protect a young and lovely lady like you in the same way that I have used countless times."

I blinked blankly - I was sitting on the stage in the center of the auditorium, with men on the left and right, and the audience was full of Hogwarts students staring at me blankly.

I raised my head tremblingly...

Professor Snape is firing a death ray at me.

I slammed on the floor and got up from the floor at a speed that would make an acrobat applaud, but I still couldn't escape Professor Snape's venom in time, "If Miss Sweet thinks that her seven years of experience are not enough In order to let her continue to be a 'big star' at Hogwarts after graduation, and want to be remembered in this thrilling way, I hope that next time you will at least choose to be a batsman instead of a Bludger."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

I tried my best to smile awkwardly but politely, trying to find a suitable excuse to sneak off the stage.

"Oh—Professor Snape, forgive me, I have to point out your faux pas this time."

I never expected, really never expected, in such a big Hogwarts, with so many people who copied my homework, the only one who spoke up for me in the end was Lockhart, whom I despise so much!

—though he might as well have said nothing.

"I don't think we need to be so harsh on such a young lady." Lockhart smiled happily at me, "Miss Sweet, I understand your desire to communicate with me at close range. , After all, you are about to graduate soon, and I am afraid that you will no longer be able to silently follow my back like you did on campus, which is why you finally couldn't help mustering up the courage to stand in front of me."

The laughter from the audience became louder.

Professor Snape let out an undisguised sneer beside me.

It's hard, my fist is hard.

What the hell is this guy talking about? ?

Not even Voldemort himself(?) would dare talk to me like that! !

"Actually, I just made a mistake in experimenting with the spell." I suppressed my annoyance and was about to step off the stage, "I won't bother you two..."

"Please don't worry, Miss Sweet," Lockhart grabbed my arm, I couldn't believe it——his delicate but silly face could still show a shrewd look, " Since you have summoned up all your courage to approach me, and I cannot let a young lady down, then, you shouldn't mind replacing Professor Snape as my assistant?"

Before I could react, there were already worried exclamations from the audience.

I turned my head to look, and there was a group of juniors and juniors I was familiar with around the stage, looking at me worriedly with "you are going to die soon" eyes.

"Pauline, come down quickly, it's very dangerous, no matter how much you like Professor Lockhart, you can't make fun of your own life?" A Hufflepuff classmate with whom I have a good relationship even had tears in his eyes, "Oh, I didn't know that you admire Professor Lockhart so much. I can't compare to you."

...?

Wait, tell me clearly, who admires Lockhart?Who rushed to the stage for him again?

The most important thing is—how could my life be in danger in a duel with him? ?

Are you sure you didn't say no? ? ?

"Please don't worry, Miss Brown," Lockhart said vigorously, nodding gracefully at that Hufflepuff—I couldn't believe that he could even compete with Riddle when he made this gesture, and I momentarily I don’t even know whether to complain that Lockhart’s idol is too burdensome, or whether it’s too embarrassing for Riddle to be as good as this kind of thing——Lockhart said confidently, “Please don’t worry, although it’s like I’m As stated in the work, I will go all out for any match, but I am also confident that I will not hurt any young lady, and I will definitely return Miss Sweet to you all."

So where does his confidence come from? ?

If I put a curse on him, he might die, believe it or not? ! !

"I don't think it's necessary for me to participate in a duel..." I said coldly.

"Why not?" Professor Snape said suddenly—I looked at him in horror—he looked at his favorite student with viper-like eyes, and said softly, "As we all know, every one of my colleagues is strong and reliable. , has a great reputation, and is a master in his own field, since Professor Lockhart is willing to provide guidance for free, Pauline, why don't you take advantage of this opportunity?"

—Professor Snape actually called me Pauline? ? ?

It's confirmed, I am the only proud student of Professor Snape who has been teaching for more than ten years! !

"I will." I nodded decisively.

There was a gasp of horror from below the stage.

The Hufflepuff sister looked at me with sad eyes, "Pauline, I really didn't expect you to be willing to take such a big risk for Professor Lockhart. I will be the leader of Professor Lockhart's support team in the future." I'll leave it to you—as long as you can get out of here safely!"

...? ? ?

Just like Lockhart, there is even a support team? ?

So what kind of ecstasy soup have you all been fed by him that I don't know about?

Is it too late to make a potion for you to increase intelligence?

You made it clear to me, who wants to be the head of this team?Don't decide to give up on your own! !

I suppressed the thought of rolling my eyes, pulled out my wand, and planned to give Lockhart a quick imprisonment, and use my strength to make these sisters who were drunk by Lockhart pour out the water in their heads—to be honest, I don’t know. I am against lust, after all, I decided to include Riddle in the boyfriend list because of his pretty face, but can't lust be so outrageous? ?

"Miss Sweet, I hope you realize that what you are facing is an unprecedentedly powerful wizard with rich experience, a reputation in the magic world, and a third-class medal of Merlin." Professor Snape suddenly said coldly , "If you think you can deal with Professor Lockhart as easily as you deal with your troll classmates, then you are probably not far from the miserable future that Miss Brown described."

...?

I looked at Professor Snape in shock.

What did I hear? ?

What did Professor Snape just say? ?

He just complimented Lockhart, didn't he?

He just said that Lockhart is the most powerful wizard ever, right? ?

what happened?

What happened in the afternoon when I was not there?Why even Professor Snape praised Lockhart's ability uncharacteristically?

Didn't he always despise this idiot? ?

I'm Professor Snape's favorite student, I can't read his emotions wrong, can I? ?

"Professor?" I felt like I was dreaming.

"If it's not because you don't want to see you take the NEWTs exam with your arms and legs broken—" Professor Snape sneered, "Using the Disarming Charm must be taken seriously."

???

Is he serious?

I am stupid.

What's wrong with this world?

Did I suddenly travel to a parallel world?

In this parallel world, Lockhart is really the kind of peerless great wizard?

"Didn't you hear me?" Professor Snape looked at me sternly.

"That's right, Miss Sweet, please listen to Professor Snape, treat this duel with caution, and do your best, otherwise I can't guarantee your absolute safety." Lockhart said loudly.

——Did he really not feel that this was contradicting what he said before? ?

There was a terrified cry from the audience.

"Oh, okay." I nodded blankly, feeling that the world might be a little different from what I imagined... Maybe I'm still dreaming, "I will."

I gripped my wand tightly, and circled the stage in some goddamn dueling etiquette, under Lockhart's loud command, amidst apprehensive voices from the audience.

Lockhart said loudly, "One-two-"

A flood of exclamations and gasps.

"three--"

I raised my wand sharply, pointed it at Lockhart with all my strength, and said coldly, "Disarm you!"

"boom--"

Just like how I appeared on the stage, in a dazzling red light, Lockhart flew backwards out of the stage like a bludger, hitting the high ceiling of the auditorium, Then fell hard.

Amidst the screams one after another, he fell down suddenly, the wizard robe was hooked by the hanging lamp on the wall, and hung on the wall with a "dang".

...?

My smile faded away.

Ah, ah, so this is the legendary, unprecedentedly powerful, great wizard...? ? ?

The author has something to say:

u1s1, Lockhart is really good at pretending and bluffing people.

Sijiao: Fudge, fudge hard.