This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Before you know it, October is here.

Victor returned from Japan last week, and the shops in Diagon Alley have been rented.

The location is at Nanjiekou, opposite the Wizard Store.

Although I didn't accept the bet, I still have the proper attitude.

After Hermione's birthday, her whole person changed drastically.

First of all, in terms of dressing, he obviously no longer looks like a nerd.

Then she no longer just focused on studying, but occasionally chatted with her roommates.

The little girl's topics were quite childish, but she was very patient and would say a few words of opinion from time to time.

In the end, my temper got much better.

Although it is far from gentle.

Fred and George seem to have found a new inspiration for pranks since they started basting Percy's cake.

Members of the Black Swan Club have been pranked by them to a greater or lesser extent.

Once or twice, they were caught red-handed by Snape.

They had finished their confinement just the day before and started looking for targets again as soon as get out of class ended.

While Vincent was studying the special edition firearms issued by the Magic Congress, he took time out every day to create a large furnace of iron-copper alloy.

After the renovation of the shop in Diagon Alley is completed, he plans to continue the previous method and sell a limited number of 100 card packs every day.

After production increases, readjustments will be made.

Unfortunately, the new version of Gwent has only 20,000 in stock.

The reason is that the quality is not good, so bad that it is completely invisible.

Percy took the blame and couldn't help it.

But he didn't enrich himself, he just wanted to provide more OEM opportunities for students.

Vincent knew that he was either trying to "win over" or it was the Black Swan gang who were up to something.

So he said something:

"Good intentions can be misinterpreted as malicious intentions. People generally do not think about their true value, but only think about how much wealth you create with their value."

If you have high requirements, you may not say anything, but if you have low requirements, there will be contrast.

When everyone starts to mess up, Gwent will be completely ruined.

Percy understands.

After this incident, he became more strict than the original regulations.

Maybe it's unintentional, maybe it's intentional.

From then on, Vincent paid more attention to Percy.

"Betrayal" may be impossible, but it is really impossible to do any "little tricks".

The threesome are still social.

Ever since Draco was inexplicably locked in the boys' bathroom on Hermione's birthday, he never dared to wander around alone again.

He seems to be suffering from delusions of being persecuted. He doesn't even go to the Black Swan activity room recently.

Harry's situation was worse than his.

Every time I passed by the third floor, that eerie sound would appear.

But even with Ron included, only a handful of people believed in him. 【】

After Quidditch practice in heavy rain a few days ago, he was unfortunately caught by Filch.

Fortunately, Nearly Headless Nick appears in time and saves him from the punishment of cleaning the muddy footprints in the corridor.

Later, in order to repay this kindness, Harry decided to attend Nick's 500th death anniversary party held on Halloween.

Dumbledore has been very busy recently. Not only will he occasionally disappear for a day or two, he will also turn a blind eye to Lockhart's new work.

Mermaid, troll, Grindylow...

Although the reputation of the second grade has collapsed, other grades are showing signs of recovery.

The next Defense Against the Dark Arts class will be held in the north of the castle, on the shore of the pitch-black black lake with no bottom visible.

The second grade students who attended class on Monday experienced another disaster.

Lockhart actually used a blasting spell to shout the non-threatening giant squid out of the water.

"It actually has a name." Vincent looked towards the figure entangled in the big tentacles in the sky, "Remember, it's called Kraken, but I prefer to call it Cthulhu."

"Pfft-" Hermione quickly covered her mouth.

Under a dozen pairs of big eyes full of curiosity, Vincent raised his index finger in front of his mouth.

"It is 'one of the Old Ones', whose full name is 'The Great Cthulhu'. It is also the sleeping god and the Lord of R'lyeh."

Seamus blinked his round and curious eyes, "Then what abilities does it have?"

"Psychic telepathy, very powerful telekinesis -"

Vincent rubbed his throat gently and made a deeper voice: "Human beings cannot bear this kind of spiritual contact and often go crazy in an instant."

Harry and Ron raised their heads and looked at Lockhart, who kept shouting.

“Don’t be like this, it’s so itchy——

Ah hahaha——I can’t stand it——”

Reasonable and convincing.

"Really?" Simo, who was blushing, seemed quite excited, "Then he is completely crazy?"

Vincent vowed: "Nine times out of ten."

Hermione rolled her eyes at him, "I think it's one hundred percent."

With the certification of being a god of learning and a master of learning, Lockhart's reputation dropped to the bottom.

Spreading rumors feels good for a while, but believing them feels even better.

Keep making, keep enjoying.

When the bell rang, Kraken stuck out half of his head and put the people back on the shore, and waved goodbye to the students with his big tentacles.

"It's so enthusiastic!" Lockhart's explanation was undoubtedly weak.

"Everyone, please go back. I have to go back and find a way to make it fit in with the course as soon as possible." He walked quickly towards the castle.

Draco, who thought he was sober, didn't believe Vincent's Cthulhu talk at all.

But he firmly believed the rumor that Lockhart was crazy.

Among the various exaggerated versions of the rumor that appeared in the evening, several were spread by him.

"Have you heard about it?"

"I heard about it. Isn't it just that a student drove Professor Lockhart crazy?"

"Tsk, your version is outdated."

"Is there a newer version?"

"Yes, Professor Lockhart actually offended Professor Dumbledore, so he sent several outstanding students to target him and forced him to become what he is now."

There were many students discussing the rumor in the auditorium, and even the long table of staff was no exception.

McGonagall frowned and looked at the only empty seat, "Severus, did you see Gilderoy just now?"

"No." Snape sneered, "Maybe he was teased by some little bastard and was embarrassed to come out to see people."

"Little bastard?"

"Do you know who it is?"

"Severus, this is a very serious accusation." McGonagall looked at the Gryffindor table filled with joy,

"You didn't believe this rumor out of thin air, did you?"

"It's not out of thin air." Snape glanced at the initiator,

"Cthulhu is a Muggle writer in the United States. He created a virtual character image based on the setting of another writer's work published decades ago."

Dumbledore, who was eating dessert, was a little surprised, "Severus, I didn't expect you to have read Mr. Lovecraft's works."

A trace of sadness flashed in Snape's eyes, "Lockhart is a despicable villain, but this does not deny that Wayne and others are not the same people."

"Don't get the order wrong, Severus."

He retracted his gaze and stopped talking.

If Lockhart hadn't done those unreliable things, this soil suitable for rumors to take root wouldn't have developed.

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