Chapter 35: The most powerful person who doesn't show up is also an MVP
Defence Against the Dark Arts is not an ordinary course, it contains two elements - first, Dark Arts, and second, Defense. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Although this will hack a group of people, it has to be admitted that almost every good Dark Arts Defense Master has a superb skill in the dark arts.
After all, you don't even know how to use dark arts, and you say you're good at defenseβwho would believe you?
It's like 360 can kill viruses, why, you know.
And there is no doubt that Lockhart is completely ineligible - this is the most difficult part of Allen's current encounter, how can he help this Liu Adou?
He can only hope that Lockhart's movement will be smaller, don't make a big death, and make some big news that he can't handle, then it will really be a cheat.
Alan complained that Dumbledore should have given him a special contribution award while focusing all his energy on Professor Lockhartβhe swore it was the most serious Defence Against the Dark Arts class he had ever taken, much more serious than when Professor Sigma had taught the course.
Lockhart smiled perfectly, bowed slightly, and then opened the bookβit was, of course, his new book.
"I've noticed that some of you don't have textbooks, and I'm very sorry for that, because some people can't buy my books, so I'm going to talk a little slower in today's lesson to help those who don't have textbooks understand what I'm talking about - and by the way, it's also convenient for those who aren't very good at language to understand what I'm saying. β
There were cheers and long-lasting applause - and at the moment the words fell, Professor Lockhart once again showed his proud smile and teeth, with the sound of the shutter clicking in the background.
To Allen's surprise, at the beginning of the course, Lockhart was not timid at all, he read the textbook skillfully, and interspersed it with funny jokes and jokes from time to time, which made the atmosphere of the class surprisingly good.
It's strange - was he hit in the head by that magical creature last time and got his mind open, or did he take the wrong medicine today?
This is not Allen's impression of Lockhart, you know, this kind of performance in class is not easy to do, even if the textbook is a book written by Lockhart himself, but so many anecdotes and jokes are just right interspersed with it is very much need to work hard, it is not a pre-exam assault, but a skill that requires many class speeches to learn, if Lockhart really has this ability, it is estimated that he will not be so desperate to bring the elf to the class and release it.
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Since it was a Defence Against the Dark Arts class, it was not enough to just read the textbook, and no wizard would refuse a spell that could be used to attack - especially if the word Defence Against the Dark Arts was encountered at the age of Form 2.
In such a situation, a good professor would never just read a book without telling them about the new wizard, and Lockhart was definitely a qualified professor at this moment - he pulled out his wand as the students said they were expecting.
"Well, of course I know what you're thinking - Defence Against the Dark Arts, what's a lesson without spells? Even if it's funny, can it compare to the wizarding jokes on the radio?" Lockhart tapped his wand at the textbook on his desk, looking like he had everything under control.
The expression and the words were met with a very good response - the students burst into laughter, but their eyes were full of anticipation.
"Of course, I'm not one of those sorcerers who talk about it - if you read my writings well, you'll see that I'm a veteran adventurer, and have seen all kinds of magic - oh, of course, I wasn't shot in the knee. In the laughter of the students, Lockhart easily controlled the entire aura as if he were a divine helper.
"Haha, you know, I've seen a myriad of dangers, and each one is pretty creepy - of course I can reproduce it, but considering that most of the people in this room are women, I think we can do a not-so-horrible display of magic that is absolutely amazing. β
With the gentle knock of his wand on the table, a cage emerged, and in the cage appeared a white, hazy little rabbit.
This caused a burst of regret from below - this kind of creature without the slightest magic power is normally useless except to sell cuteness, what kind of magic can Lockhart show on them at this moment?
However, partly out of respect for the atmosphere of the class, and halfpart out of trust in the professor, he did not make too loud a discussion.
At this moment, Lockhart opened the cage with ease, and his teeth looked extremely white in the sunlight - "Oh, this is an ordinary little rabbit, as you can see, it has no lethality at all, as for black magic, what is even more nonsense, just kidding, how can it be linked to black magic?"
There was a burst of laughter from the west.
"But what I'm here to show you is a very dangerous magic - it's no less than black magic, the kind you don't want to touch. Lockhart flicked his finger on the rabbit's head as he spoke, and the aching rabbit left far away, and although he could not go to the podium because of the magic, he still hid in the corner and shivered.
"Oh, this rabbit is a little scared of me. Lockhart muttered to himself.
"But then you'll find out that it doesn't remember how much I hurt it. β
As soon as Lockhart's voice fell, Alan knew what he was going to do - what kind of joke, this is Lockhart's specialty, how did he use it in the first class? It's like a different person, today's realization is like a divine help, if he wasn't still so narcissistic, Alan almost thought he had crossed over.
Lockhart's expression so far today is nothing short of divine - wait!
Alan seems to have discovered something, something that can cause this effect does exist, and he has a small bottle of his own, and he is reluctant to use one.
Elixir!
Lockhart had used a magic potion, mostly without his knowledge.
Just as Alan was guessing, the rabbit was hit by a blanket of forgetfulness, and then it ran directly in front of Professor Lockhart to sell cute food and beg for food, causing the witch below to exclaim.
Well, it seems that he was overly concerned - how could Dumbledore not be prepared, now he can be distracted.
Unfortunately, Alan forgot one thing - the elixir is not a panacea, and one of its important functions is to allow the user to get help from others.
Therefore, as expected, Lockhart made a mess.