A spider that has lost its memory is not the same as being harmless - especially if it is still rich in venom. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There's no way to guarantee that it won't fall on someone and give someone a bite directly, after all, attacking such an instinctive thing doesn't require memory at all.

Even the swift reflexes of the spider's trail had already pulled out their wands and prepared to give it a shot, but the attack spell that attacked the past had no effect, and even if it lost its memory, its solid shell was still not something that an underage wizard could easily break.

However, just as the spider was about to land on the head of a little witch, Lockhart's spell came.

"Peschipixipstosnomy!"

The spell quickly worked, and the spider was frozen in the air before obediently flying back to the table.

"Wow!"

"Oh my God—the professor is so handsome!"

"Is this the spell he wrote in the book to defeat the Lady Ghost and banish her?"

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After calming down a little, there was a lively discussion in the crowd, almost all of them praising Professor Lockhart, and the little witch who had almost broken into trouble was now so frightened that she was there.

"Okay - nothing, it's normal to be afraid of this creature, you get brave after a lot of experience, I think you'll probably need a cup of hot cocoa to suppress the fright, but I'm sorry I don't have this on hand right now, but maybe this will work?" Lockhart conjured a flower with his wand and stuck it in the little witch's ear, then gently persuaded her to go down.

The other little wizard who was almost frightened was similarly relieved - to the envy of the little witches.

The atmosphere in the classroom was fun - except for Allen, who was lying on his stomach.

He wanted to give Lockhart a capital suit right now.

The spell that could hold the spider back was not Lockhart's spell that had no pronunciation at all, but the magic released by Alan's outstretched fingers—thanks to his previous trip to Africa, he could use his fingers to unleash ordinary sorcery.

As for the rest, it's all Lockhart's own play - a great performance, and it's not a problem to get a golden man.

Unless he is confronted with a definite life-threatening situation that will bring him to his senses, the professor's personality is one of those who likes to pretend to be gentle - this guy is the one who patrols the night every day after the incident in the secret room, and he can pay any price for pretending to be forced.

At the same time, he is also really good to book lovers, taking so much time out of his day to reply to letters, Hermione's various requests are almost approved without reading them, and at the same time, he even pays for a choir out of his own pocket on an important Valentine's Day - although it is a little inferior.

So, in addition to being incompetent and liking to pretend, this professor is still okay.

But that didn't stop Alan from beating him up.

That's right, just before class, he had planned to beat Lockhart hard - the kind that broke his leg.

After his dear professor was seriously injured and hospitalized, he naturally couldn't go to class, how simple.

He's not beating people for nothing -- if he hadn't been there for him today, he wouldn't have made some kind of moth, and if he beat him up, hello, I'm good, everyone's good, why not?

If Lockhart knew about this, he would probably sigh that this society is really evil.

It's a pity that he didn't know, and even if he knew, Alan still did it - you finished loading it, and you still asked why there was a thunderbolt coming down?

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Professor Lockhart's private tent inside a Hogwarts camp.

Professor Lockhart, who had just had dinner at the moment, noticed a letter on the tent.

There's nothing surprising about this - he's been getting a lot of fan letters these days.

Compared to the kind of letters in the mail that don't know when they will receive a reply, fans on campus at the moment choose to put the letters directly, and Lockhart will try to find time to reply to these letters.

It's a little strange today that there is only one letter on the table, and in the past there were at least a bunch of them, and it's strange that today's class was a great success, so why didn't anyone else believe in it?

The answer was quickly explained—for Harry's shy voice was now heard outside the tent, very soft, but still easy to tell.

"Well, I'm sorry, please bring Professor Lockhart's letter first, the professor is resting, he has a very heavy teaching task now, we will give the letter to the professor in the future. ”

I'm really glad that I chose the position of professor on the right foot.

Although Harry was right, it was really hard, there were seven years to teach at Hogwarts, and it wasn't four houses at a time, and two houses were taught.

It wasn't easy to get here, and he had carefully prepared the props for the lesson, and Lockhart lay down on the chair and flattened himself as much as he could, opening the letter casually - although he didn't think he was that tired, Harry accepted it anyway.

While Professor Lockhart was reading the letter, Harry was full of trouble.

Naturally, he did not take the initiative to stop the letter for Lockhart, but Alan instigated it next to him, and at the same time, in the eyes of a dozen pairs of eyes that everything depends on you, Harry's head suddenly swelled with enthusiasm.

While Harry was talking to them about his morning lesson, a young witch had the audacity to hand the letter to Lockhart and quickly ran away.

This caused the topic on the table to change all of a sudden, and public opinion was still quite positive.

No way, Lockhart's performance is too good to find a single black spot.

Even the Hogwarts students, who had doubts about Lockhart's strength, were conquered by this wave - they did a good job.

It was Alan who changed the plan in his mind after he found out that Lockhart had carefully carried the letter into a bag for the letter.

So, he mysteriously said something to a large table of people who had a thief's heart but no thief's guts: "Don't say I won't tell you - I have a way for you to quickly get to know the girl over there, but I don't know if you believe it or not." ”

The group's ears straightened instantly: "Alan, hurry up, if you have anything, there are no girls here, can we still believe you?"

"Ahem, it's actually quite simple, as long as Harry makes a little sacrifice. ”

Harry suddenly felt bad, but it was a pity that Alan didn't have the idea of stopping: "You have the audacity to stop the letter to Professor Lockhart in the tent, claiming that it is so that Professor Lockhart can have enough time to rest - and then Harry will return the letter the next day." ”

"But those letters are for the professor - it's useless for us to take them!"

Alan gave him a look that you weren't stupid for: "Who told you to read the letter? I mean, won't you be able to talk to you when you stop it—and because Harry is here, the professor will never blame you, and by the way, because Harry is here, those girls won't blame you, you see, how perfect?"

After thinking for a while, everyone found that what Alan said was very clear and there were no loopholes at all. So, after a few moments, Harry noticed that the eyes of several senior Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs who were more familiar to him had a look in their eyes。。。。。。