Forehead......

Siwen looked at the promotional posters at the Blotted Bookstore with a black line, and it was obvious that this was the signing party of the woman's friend, Gilderoy Lockhart. Of course, the huge banner at the door also reveals the reason: "Gilderoy Lockhart will autograph his autobiography today - "I Can Magic", and we will see him.www.biquge.info ”

Just look around, and it's all female readers over the age of 40 who are excitedly discussing. An embarrassed-looking male wizard could only keep persuading at the door: "Be quiet, ladies, don't crowd, don't stain your books."

The elegant male wizard paced down the spiral staircase and into the middle of his own shiny posters.

Gilderoy Lockhart, wearing a magical robe made of a blue forget-me-not bouquet that matches the color of his eyes.

The pointed wizard's hat smugly rested on a flowing curly hair.

Lockhart grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing the kind big white teeth that Liu Tao couldn't match, the same shape and expression as him on the poster, the big white teeth shining under the flash.

A short, grumpy man holds up an antiquity-old camera, snapping and snapping.

Every time I shoot, the camera spews out a puff of smoke after a loud noise.

However, before the people around him could complain, the little reporter pushed and shouted to squeeze the people around him away: "This is for the Daily Prophet." ”

Ron, who had managed to squeeze in, was stomped on his feet hard.

The commotion here caught Lockhart's attention, and he muttered, "I can't believe it, it must be Harry Potter." ”

The little reporter grabbed Harry's robe and pulled Harry to a staggering role to the signing table.

Amid the commotion of the crowd, Lohar said to Harry, "Relax Harry, keep smiling, the words of the two of us may be on the front page of the Daily Prophet." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, what a magical moment of surprise. Gilderoy Lockhart gave his classic smile.

"When young Harry walked into the Blotted Bookstore this morning to buy my autobiography, The Enchanted Me, which had been on the Daily Prophet's bestseller list for 27 weeks. ”

There should be applause......

"He will be honored to have access to my complete collection. Gratuitous. Gilderoy Lockhart slapped a thick stack of books into little Harry's arms, revealing eight brilliant teeth in the flash again.

Once again......

"Now," said Gilderoy Lockhart, with a serious expression, "not only will he have my new book, 'My Who Can Magic,' but more than that. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am honored and proud to announce that I will be inaugurated at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as their new teacher for Defence Against the Dark Arts this September!"

Unlike the crackling applause of the melon-eating crowd, little Hermione's brows were about to twist into a lump.

"No wonder my eyelids are jumping today, how can this kind of person be our teacher, Professor Dumbledore, so confused?" said little Hermione quietly in Sivin's ear.

"Well, everyone has their own strengths, maybe wait for the end of the semester, we are all masters of the memory spell. ”

Harry struggled to squeeze through the crowd, his hands numb with a stack of books, and he put them all in Ginny's new pot.

He noticed that even after George Fred had replenished the Weasleys' source of gold, Mrs. Weasley, who had borrowed from the family, still had some second-hand books for Ginny.

"I'll give you all these for you, I'll buy them again. Harry said.

"I think you're enjoying it, aren't you?" A nasty voice came from the side of the stairs, approaching one of Harry's most hated people.

"The famous Harry Potter has to make headlines in even the last bookstore, doesn't it?"

"Stay away from him!" Ginny, who blushes and shyly every time she sees Harry, gritted her teeth and waited fiercely for Malfoy.

Malfoy was startled at first, then smiled, "Wow, look, Pote, you've got a girlfriend?"

Harry was about to say something when a silver snake-headed cane rested against Malfoy's shoulder, and the green gems set on the left and right as eyes brought the snake's head to life.

"Draco, be friendly and watch your words and actions. The elegant white-blond man walked over, his slender eyes staring at Harry, smiling without a smile.

"Mr. Potter, at Lower Lucius Malfoy, we finally met. ”

Harry responded to Lucius Malfoy's outstretched hand for no apparent reason, and Lucius Malfoy took advantage of the handshake to pull Harry down in front of him.

"Your scar is a legend...... Lucius Malfoy looked at Harry's forehead with an obsessive look, "just like the wizard who gave you this scar." ”

"Voldemort killed my parents. Harry reacted coldly and pushed Lucius Malfoy away.

"He's just a murderer. ”

"You must feel very brave enough to say his name, or, just stupid. Lucius Malfoy's face was cold, and even the disguised smile was gone.

"Fear of names only exacerbates our fear of things themselves, and, now, Voldemort does not have the abundant magical sense to monitor everyone who says his name. ”

Hermione looked at Lucius Malfoy, who was her friend, and she knew that very well.

Lucius Malfoy looked at little Hermione, "You must be Miss Granger," he said, confirming with Draco on the side.

"Yes, Draco has told me about you, and your parents. Muggles, aren't they?" The expression of contempt was unabashed.

He looked at the Grangers who were standing behind Hermione, surrounded by Mr. Weasley's passion, asking questions about them.

"Then this one must be, Mr. Severine-Swift. Lucius Malfoy's slender eyes narrowed again.

Before Siwen could say anything, Mr. Weasley had returned, noticing the hard-line supporter of the pure-blood theory in front of him.

"Ah, Arthur, Weasley. ”

"Lucius. Mr. Weasley replied coldly, "Alright, boys, we should go." ”

"I've heard that the Ministry of Magic is busy right now," Lucius Malfoy said, "those raids that are causing a lot of trouble for the purebloods...... I want them to pay you overtime, right?"

He reached into Ginny's big pot and found an old, tattered copy of the Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration in the brand new sleek Lockhart book that Harry had just put in.

"The obvious answer is no," he continued, "God, not even enough money, it's an insult to a wizard." ”

Mr. Weasley's face was reddening even more than Ron's and Ginny's.

"Malfoy, we have different opinions on what is a wizard's disgrace. He said.

"It's obvious. Old Malfoy said, looking the Granger up and down with dull phoenix eyes.

Mr. and Mrs. Granger were watching with concern as Mrs. Granger held little Hermione tightly in her arms.

"Weasley, look at the friends you brought...... I feel like your family has degenerated to the extreme......"

With a thud, Weasley threw the cauldron over Ginny, who had just taken over. Then he pounced on himself and scuffled with Lucius Malfoy.

In the noise, there are cheering voices that are not too big to see the excitement, there are screams, and there are dissuasion voices. The overturned bookshelves fell on them one by one.

Eventually, Hagrid, the big man, separates them, watching Lucius Malfoy leave, and Sivin's eyes sweep to Ginny's second-hand book.

The one that had just been picked up by Lucius Malfoy was as striking as ink on a white piece of paper in the elemental vision.

No wonder Malfoy, who had always maintained the demeanor of an old aristocracy, was so abnormal today, it seemed that this was his purpose.

But that's not what he cares about, the little Lori who is gritting his teeth next to him at the moment, and the Grangers, who tremble because they feel the discrimination and hostility of wizards against ordinary people for the first time, are the people he needs to care about.