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As a result, Harry and the others returned to the common room safely, while Dumbledore could only console himself with the fact that it might have been an older student using the Disillusionment Charm - after all, he couldn't imagine that Harry was going there in the middle of the night without even a single person to go to the bathroom.

However, the light in Dumbledore's study did not go out until midnight that night, and no one knew what he was doing or thinking.

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"Yawn~. Alan covered his mouth as he made his way through the hallway to the dining room.

He went back too late yesterday, which caused him to be in a very bad mood today - if it wasn't for the morning class, he would definitely not be able to get up in bed.

Allen, who walked into the restaurant, was listlessly greeting the friends he met, but found that everyone was mysteriously not knowing what they were talking about, and this gossip made Allen's sleepiness go by more than half.

"I say, what's going on?" Alan put his hand on the shoulder of his roommate Marshall, this kid is a school bag in Hogwarts to inquire, although he is quite unreliable in major matters, but in this kind of gossip news, if he claims to be second, no one dares to call himself first.

The boy who had been sitting next to Marshall gave a smile you know as he squeezed out a spot for Allen, and then the Hufflepuff table went into gossip time.

"Alan, you know this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, isn't it? Marshall put down all the utensils in his hand and began to explain the gossip to Alan.

"Well, I still know more or less - his book is a bestseller, I think you bought one last year. Alan replied as he shoved a piece of Bo Biscuit into his mouth.

"No, that's absolutely nothing. Marshall shook his head desperately, as if that would have nothing to do with the professor.

"Wait, I don't know who watched it, after the summer vacation, I went to Egypt to hunt for treasures, and finally dragged the floor for a whole holiday. A man on the side directly exposed Marshall's lie - which made him angry with Allen, and the news was only known to a few of them as roommates.

The few of his roommates all looked at each other - as if none of them had spread the news. It was Shane who was finally found to have leaked the secret, and his face was full of disbelief: "But didn't Joanna promise me that she would never tell it?"

yes—she swore by it when she told someone, but then again, who was Joanna? Didn't you just get dumped at the end of last semester?

In normal times, this group of people would probably have gathered around Shane to listen to the new gossip, but today it is obvious that Professor Lockhart is the protagonist - compared to things like Zhang's family, Li Jiaxiao, it is really the gossip of celebrities that is more popular.

"Speak quickly, say it - Marshall, you boy, be careful, I confiscated the books in your bag. It was the new Hufflepuff prefect who had just come around, and it was clear from his words that the kid was derelict in his duties.

"Cut" Marshall's thumb and index finger at a ninety-degree angle, and then made a gesture of disdain with his index finger down - the other party had only borrowed a few books from him last semester, so he was not afraid of the threat of this goods.

However, after completing this gesture, Marshall had no intention of fishing for everyone.

"Yesterday afternoon was Lockhart's debut -- you know, normally professors show their skills in the first class, or they think they can't intimidate us and they can't do it well. ”

There was a burst of laughter from under Marshall's words, so many professors have seen it, except for the first-year newcomers, who know this routine, but the professors still regard this regulation as the standard for class, and they have to pretend that they can't see through it and cooperate with the professor - after all, the right to add points is in the hands of the professor, right?

Of course, if the professor's debut is very good, they will definitely not be stingy with their cheers and applause - in fact, with the exception of a few professors, those who can teach in this unique monopoly school have their own unique skills that students admire.

After the laughter had passed, Marshall continued—"Yesterday's class was a sophomore, with Slytherin and Gryffindor in the front, and us and Ravenclaw in the back. After a few second-year students around him nodded to indicate that there were no problems with his information, Marshall continued, "Do you know what Professor Lockhart did in the first lesson?"

He said in an almost mocking tone: "You would never imagine that - that professor actually made a private questionnaire, please, he came to be a professor, not to be a star, is he planning to do a school idol project?"

Well, Alan thought about this question, and imagined that Professor Lockhart would pull a few more people into a group to shout Nicole Niconi's formation of a campus cult force, and he felt spicy。。。。。。。

However, Marshall played away - Professor Lockhart has many female fans, and after a dozen or so eyes were thrown at the owner of the eyes and ran away with a look of disgust, he was decisively coaxed, and even his voice was a little lower.

"Well, let's not discuss the investigation - let's get to the rest of the story. After Professor Lockhart had completed the questionnaire and added a random wave of points, he played a farce directly in class. ”

Marshall didn't even pause, and continued to say the following, as if he was afraid that a fan would come and give him a curse or something after he stopped.

In his succinct and clear description, Professor Lockhart revealed that he had released a cage of elves in such a way that it would not end up at all.

"Well, another Quirrell-like idiot - why have professors been so poor for the past two years?" complained to the people on the side - they still have high requirements for Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and while it's good that the professors are so bad that they have cancelled their graduation exams, it's still not as comfortable as a reliable professor.

"That's really sad news -- but there's nothing to be happy about Marshall. Another student complained.

"Who said there was no more coke - do you know what's going on in the next class?" Marshall looked dismissive, and gave up his reserve after realizing that no one was paying attention to him.

"Well—I'll tell you, the professor didn't believe in the evil and let those guys out again in the second class!"

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Indifferent, the air is filled with a smell called embarrassment.

In the silence, Marshall finally went crazy, and he didn't know why no one laughed at such a funny thing.

He almost broke the jar and said, "I mean--since this professor loves those Cornwall elves so much, we might as well have some fun with him!"

Marshall's gaze turned to Allen: "Today I'm the banker - just bet on how long Allen will be able to get rid of all those things!"

The crowd didn't react at all, and Marshall was almost desperate - however, the next moment, countless Sicos and Nat were pulled out and slammed on the table.