[HP] So you are such Anita

Anita sat in her second-year seat in Slytherin and watched this year's freshmen. There were only two children she knew, Doyle and the little red-haired Veles.

Last year, like those freshmen, she lined up tremblingly, putting on the sorting hat to decide which college to go to.At that time, there were countless candles floating in the sky, the ceiling was full of shining stars, and the dining tables of the four colleges had the same golden cups and plates as they are now, which made Anita feel how time flies.

Looking at the teacher's table again, Professor Dumbledore is still wearing his half-moon glasses standing behind the candlestick; Professor McGonagall is putting the sorting hat on the heads of the new students; the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher Lockhart Wearing a very conspicuous green robe, smiling at the freshmen from the teacher's table; Dean Snape, well, Dean Snape is not on the professor's table.

Just when Anita was wondering where Professor Snape had gone, Draco pulled Anita's sleeve excitedly, "Annie, look, the latest Evening Prophet."

Anita leaned over to Draco's side, and immediately saw today's headline "Ford Anglia can fly, Muggles are amazed", looking down the headline, a car is flying very unsteadily In the sky, the driver in the car looked very flustered. This driver looked familiar, red-haired... Ron? !

Anita looked at Draco in surprise, and Draco was smiling very happily, "Both Potter and Veles are not on the Hogwarts Express today, and, hey, I just saw Dean Snape leading Followed Potter and Veles to the basement, it must be Potter and Veles driving a Muggle car, and the car was magically modified to come to the school and was caught by the dean, so they must be fired."

"And Ron Veles' dad works in the Misuse of Muggle Substances Division, so we'll just have to wait and see," Millicent added.

"The two of them are really brave, but we still don't want to be sure, wait and see how Professor Dumbledore will deal with this matter, if it is really them two, after the sorting ceremony is over, Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore will The professor will disappear for a while." Hearing this anecdote, Anita was very happy.

How should I put it, it was because of Harry last semester that Slytherin's house cup was taken away by Gryffindor, and Harry would not be expelled anyway.Anita felt relieved to let him be unlucky.

Anita's happiness was instantly shattered by the Sorting Hat, which announced loudly, "Doyle Field, Gryffindor!"

The announcement of the sorting hat made Anita almost tear up the evening paper, and that kid was actually sorted into Gryffindor!

God, this is troublesome, Gryffindors are a group of guys who don't think too much about the big things, they never think about the consequences when they do things, and they just do what they want to do.

Thinking about it this way, Doyle's character really matches Gryffindor...

But Doyle is there, can someone stop him before he wants to do something incredible, and most people in Gryffindor will probably encourage him to do it.

"The guy who was assigned to Gryffindor just now, is your younger brother whom I met last time?" Draco said with some difficulty.

"Well, I think we are in trouble. He will definitely try his best to run to the Forbidden Forest. He has been like this since he was a child, and he will run wherever there is danger. You have to keep an eye on him all the time."

"Ah, this kind of character... I see, I'll help you watch him." Draco nodded to Anita repeatedly.

Blaise sighed helplessly opposite Draco, doesn't someone hate Gryffindor the most.

After the sorting hat finished sorting the last freshman, Professor McGonagall took the sorting hat back to the headmaster's office, and headmaster Dumbledore led everyone to sing a school song without a tune like last year.

With a wave of Headmaster Dumbledore's wand, sumptuous dinners appeared on the tables of the four colleges.Just as Anita was eating a piece of strawberry pudding, Headmaster Dumbledore was gone, and neither were Professor McGonagall and Headmaster Snape.

Sure enough, Harry Potter was going to be in bad luck.

Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle had already patted the table to celebrate, um, it should be said that the entire Slytherin table had started a carnival.

No way, who let Harry Potter take away the House Cup belonging to Slytherin.

However, since Doyle went to Gryffindor, Anita was really worried that he would be expelled, so she still had to go to Harry and ask him to help watch Doyle.

Anita feels that she is really selfless. After all, being optimistic about Doyle will definitely deduct a lot of points from Gryffin.

The next morning, the table was filled with eggs, bacon, milk cereal and garlic bread. The ceiling was a cloudy gray, and the entire auditorium seemed to be enveloped in a gray fog.

Anita loves the feeling, it clears her mind.

After she finished eating the bread with eggs and bacon and wiped her mouth with a napkin, she was ready to go out and surround Harry.

Just when she got up, hundreds of owls flooded into the auditorium, and envelopes fell into the cereal. Everyone was busy picking up their letters, and the dining table became lively for a while.

Anita saw that there was no letter of her own, so she waved to Draco who was unpacking the package, and pulled Millicon who was sitting idle in the seat to go to Gryffindor as originally planned.

However, before she could find a suitable place to stay, she was startled by a loud noise, and the dust on the ceiling of the auditorium fell rustlingly in front of Anita.

"...stolen the car, if they fire you, I'm not surprised at all, you probably never thought about how your father and I felt when the car was missing! I received a letter from Dumbledore last night, you Dad almost died in shame, did we raise you to do this?! You and Harry almost died! Now your dad is going to be censored, it's all your fault, if you don't Stay in school well, keep yourself safe, and I will bring you back right away!"

The empty auditorium echoed with a madam's angry reproach, which Anita once thought would spread throughout Hogwarts.

The auditorium was quiet for a moment, everyone was shocked by the loud noise, and then the laughter of several people broke the silence, and the voices in the auditorium gradually resounded.

"Ah, Veles received the Howler letter," Millison laughed gleefully at the side, "Now the whole school should know about their glorious deeds."

"What a courageous mother." Anita felt that if Carrie could do the same, Doyle would not develop into the worrying one she is now.

It seemed that now was not a good time to look for Harry, Anita pulled Millicon back again.

"Hey, Annie, where are you taking me?"

"Walking to digest food."

In Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon, Slytherin and Gryffindor will be in class together, so let's find a chance to talk to Harry then.

After perfect Potions class and Charms class without difficulty, Anita finally waited for Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Anita came early to wait for Harry near the classroom, but when she saw Lockhart walking together with his arms around Harry's shoulders, and they were followed by a Gryffindor who kept taking pictures, she stopped. Sadly, he walked into the classroom and sat next to Draco.

"What did Harry do recently? All of you are looking for him, don't you want an autographed photo of the savior too, Annie?" Draco looked a little annoyed.

"Autographed photo? No, I want to tell him about Doyle."

"Isn't it enough for me to watch? Besides, if you want to find a Gryffindor to keep an eye on him, wouldn't it be better to find that red-haired Gryffindor prefect?"

"I suspect that Doyle will follow Potter to cause trouble everywhere, so I want to remind Potter in advance, and tell the prefect that it is a small report..."

"Then let me help you find Potter. You should want to spend more time reading books."

"Then I will trouble you, Draco." Anita felt that the stone in her heart was slightly relieved.

Lockhart opened the door and walked in. He exaggeratedly let go of the hand on Potter's shoulder, cleared his throat loudly, asked everyone to be quiet, and picked up Neville's book " Walking with Trolls, showing you the blinking photo of himself on the cover.

"I," he said, pointing to his own photo, also blinking, "Gilderoy Lockhart, third class Medal of the Order of Merlin, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, five-time winner of the "Wizard Weekly" award Charming Smile Award - but I don't talk about that, I didn't smile to exorcise Romania's vampire count."

But you still said it, Anita murmured silently in her heart, but still had a proper Lockhart smile on her face.

"I see that you have all bought my complete set of works—very good. I think we will do a small test today, don't be afraid—just to see how you read and how much you understand," he returned after handing out the papers. Go to the podium, "You have three 10 minutes, start now."

It took Anita 1 minute to finish scanning the test paper, she really wanted to get up and leave to see what the questions were: 1. What color does Gilderoy Lockhart like? 2. What was Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition? 3. What gift did Gilderoy Lockhart want most? ...

What does this have to do with Defense Against the Dark Arts?

But what makes Anita desperate is that she knows that there is no way, a good memory is a painful thing, and such meaningless things can occupy her brain space, Anita has been troubled by this with.

Lockhart told the Tibetan Snowman in "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman" that he liked lilac color best; in "Break With the Ghost", he told the Thais in Wan Lun that his secret ambition was to eliminate evil and evil in the world. Selling his own line of hair conditioners; telling his werewolf girlfriend in "Weekends with Werewolves" that his most wanted gifts are magical and non-magical harmony and a large bottle of Ogden Old Hot Whiskey...

What can she do, who let her see it.

Half an hour later, Lockhart put away all the test papers and flipped through them in front of everyone, "Tsk tsk, I'm sorry that most people didn't read my book seriously, but there are still two ladies who know all my papers. Information. Ms. Anita Auerbach, one of the heirs of the Auerbach Chamber of Commerce, a famous German magic item exchange, and Gringotts, the world wizard bank, is a common bloodline of the Auerbach family and the Field family. I am very glad that you are such a distinguished lady Adoring me so much. And of course Miss Hermione Granger, what a nice girl. Where are the ladies?"

Hermione raised an arm tremblingly, and Anita was mortified that she had written all the answers.

"Ah, it seems that our Miss Auerbach is very shy, it's okay, I know who you are, I will give Slytherin and Gryffindor five points each."

five points!

Anita cheered up, it was worth pleasing Lockhart for Slytherin's score.

"Now let's get down to business and start class," Lockhart bent down and pulled out a large cage covered with a cloth from behind the podium, and put it on the table.

"Now—you are about to see the most evil thing in the wizarding world, but you don't need to panic. Just remember that as long as I am here, you will not be harmed. I only ask you to remain calm."

Anita didn't believe in Lockhart at all. Could such a small cage hold a dragon or a dementor?

Besides, this was a second-year magic class at Hogwarts, and Dumbledore would not allow Lockhart to bring particularly dangerous magical creatures to class.

Lockhart put one hand on the hood and everyone held their breath, Neville in the first row shrank back.

"I must ask you not to scream," said Lockhart in a low voice, "that would irritate them!"

Under the eager eyes of the whole class, Lockhart lifted the hood.

"Nice," he said pompously, "a Cornish elf just caught."

Draco couldn't help a sneer, even Lockhart could hear the sneer.

"What's wrong?" Lockhart smiled at Draco.

"It's all over the forest, isn't it?" Draco laughed out of breath.

"I remember people calling them forest goblins." Anita also smiled slightly.

"Don't be so sure!" said Lockhart, wagging his finger at them angrily. "They could be just as vile and vicious little spoilers as the leprechauns of the Dark Forest!"

These pixies were livid, about eight inches high, with small pointed faces, and very piercing voices, as if many budgerigars were quarreling.

As soon as the cover was removed, they began to chatter, jump up and down, shake the cage bars, and make all kinds of weird faces at people nearby.

"Well," said Lockhart loudly, "see what you do with them!" He opened the cage door.

Anita had to say that this behavior was too hasty.

The elves were flying around like rockets, and two of them grabbed Neville by the ears and lifted him up.Several others rushed straight out of the window, and the broken glass that fell from the window covered the floor.The rest wreak havoc in the classroom, much more destructively than Peeves at school.They grabbed the ink bottles on the desk and spilled them everywhere, snatched the students' books and notes and tore them all to pieces, lifted the students' desk chairs and smashed them on the ground, and everything that fell out of the desks, The elves picked them up and threw them out the window.

After a few minutes, half the class was in the corner, while poor Neville was swinging from the chandelier.

Anita used a big protective spell to protect her and Draco when the group of elves flew out. Their place was like a pure land. Up her magic wall, then slide down dizzily.

"Come on, get them together, they're just little elves..." Lockhart yelled, waving his wand, "Peschepixi Pesternomi!"

Lockhart's spells had no effect, and one of the elves even grabbed Lockhart's wand and threw it out of the window as well.

Lockhart gasped, and got under the podium table, almost being smashed by Neville, because just when Lockhart was about to get under the table, the chandelier on the ceiling finally couldn't bear Neville's weight and fell down.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and everyone rushed out of the door quickly, wanting to leave this chaotic place as soon as possible.

Lockhart also straightened up and rushed towards the door, just when he met Harry, Ron and Hermione who had already walked to the door, he hurriedly said, "You put those elves back in their cages. "He ran out and closed the door behind him.

The three of Potter turned around helplessly, and looked at Draco and Anita across the rampant elves.