When Lockhart announced that there were still a few minutes left, Vio had the idea to write down his favorite numbers, colors, ideals, and accomplishments (Vio happily imagined Voldemort crying and saying he would never kill someone with the Avada Curse again) to make the entire answer section look full. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When handing in the papers, Justin was envious of Vio's test papers, and Vio didn't say anything, just smiled a little weakly.

Lockhart put the test paper away and looked through it in front of the class.

He gave verbal comments as he watched.

Due to the ranking, VIO's exam paper was at the bottom. She didn't have any worries for the time being.

"Tsk - almost no one remembers me the most lilac color. I mentioned this clearly in "A Year with the Tibetan Yeti". There are still a few students who need to read "Spending a Weekend with Werewolves" carefully.

"Chapter 12 of the book makes it clear that my ideal birthday present is for everyone who knows magic to get along with those who can't - if only there was a big bottle of Ogden Aged Hot Whiskey!"

He winked at them again and continued to scroll down, but his face became more and more unsightly.

The Hufflepuff girls looked at the papers worriedly, but Vio remembered that the part he was flipping through was the Slytherin paper.

Lockhart suddenly crumpled the roll into a ball, then ripped it open with great force.

Then, he raised his voice sharply and shouted to the class, "Where are Mr. Draco Malfoy and Miss Virgo Santrell?"

Everyone was shocked by his high-pitched voice, and the cupcakes that Crabbe had placed on the belly of the table accidentally rolled out.

Lockhart held two rolls in his hand, his face turned pale with anger, and his blue eyes looked smaller.

"I hate silver the most! My birthday is January 6th, not June 1st, not Children's Day for the Ministry of Magic!

"My secret ambition is to rid the world of evil, and to sell my own line of hair lotions - not to lie on the shore of the Black Lake after fighting monsters!

"Actually-not a single question is wrong! Zero marks! Miss Virgo Santreel, you are not right! Mr. Draco Malfoy has not written a single question, nothing is possible! Slytherin deducts twenty points, no! fifty points!"

It was a real bonus.

After learning that Draco had handed in a blank test paper, Vio felt incredible, and she thought that according to Draco's character, even if it was not a perfect score, it would definitely not be lower than O+ [Excellent +].

But in the end, this time Slytherin didn't deduct points because of her alone.

Lockhart crumpled Draco and Vio's papers back together and threw them on the floor, panting in exasperation.

Draco watched his movements gloomily, pursing his lips without saying a word.

It took a while for Lockhart to step back into the role, with his usual smile on his face, though it looked a little hard to keep up.

He stooped down and took out a large cage covered with cloth from behind the podium and placed it on the table.

"Hmph - beware, I'm on a mission to teach you to defend against the worst thing the wizarding world has ever known!

"And, remember, I'm not going to help you in any way other than demonstrating! It's a real test, pay attention to your attitude, especially the two classmates who scored zero, I can't guarantee your life!"

"No, Professor, you can't—" Pansy screamed in fright. "Draco has just been a little, a little-"

"Pansy, calm down. Draco whispered, his silver-blue-grey eyes fixed on the cage on the podium in front of him, a contemptuous smile on his lips.

Lockhart was even more angry, and without warning he lifted the hood and yelled, "Elf from Cornwall!"

The moment he opened the cage door, he viciously said to Draco, "Enjoy, boy!" while everyone's attention was drawn away from the contents of the cage!

The moment the elves rushed out of the cage door, everything was messed up.

But everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Even the Hufflepuff girls, who had always supported Lockhart, couldn't hold back and covered their mouths and snickered.

The elves were iron-blue, about eight inches tall, with small pointed faces and sharp throats.

They shouted at the same time, like a pack of budgies fighting.

At first they tentatively reached out of the cage, then jumped up and down, tossed books from nearby seats, and made all sorts of weird funny grimaces at those who came nearby.

No one did anything about them, so they reassured themselves and went on a rampage in the classroom to wreak havoc.

Two of them grabbed Crabbe by the ears to pick him up, but when they realized that Crabbe's weight was a problem, they shifted the target to his tablemates - Nott, who was hung on a chandelier, staggered and wept.

The rest of the elves grabbed the inkwell and splashed it around, ripped off the wall decals, and toppled the waste bin to roll it around on the floor.

Lockhart was about to speak, when an elf hung upside down from the ceiling and hung out in front of him, rolling his eyes and sticking out his long tongue.

Lockhart jumped backwards, only to jump onto a pile of trash that had been spilled out of the bin, rolled up his sleeves, waved his wand and shouted, "Look, learn!

It didn't work at all.

The Hufflepuff girls obediently stopped to look at him, only to see as an elf pounced on Lockhart's wand and threw it out the window.

Nott yells at the chandelier and asks Lockhart to help save him, but Lockhart gasps and slips under the lectern, pretending not to hear.

Seeing that the chandelier was about to fall off unbearably, Vio and Draco drew their wands at the same time, Vio recalled the spell that Madame Santrill had put her down from the ceiling, and the wand was aimed at Nott and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Smooth landing." ”

Noether slowly descended at a constant speed under the control of his wand.

But Draco was a beat slower, and he bent sideways before pointing to the ceiling and saying, "Crack healing." ”

The gap between the chandelier and the ceiling joint disappeared instantly, and the chandelier immediately stopped shaking and was no longer in danger of falling.

As for the elves who were jumping around the classroom chasing Hufflepuffs, no one cared about them.

A few minutes later, the Slytherin students all exited the classroom, led by Draco.

Just as Vio was about to leave the failed experimental base to its instigators, Justin was chased by two elves to Vio's side, grabbing her hair in a panic and refusing to let go.

Vio took a few painful steps back and tapped his hand open with his wand.

At this moment, while everyone was not looking, Lockhart passed by VIO.

He escaped from the classroom in three steps and two steps, and before closing the door, he said, "Ah, you are all good, I ask you to take the rest of them into the cage, and everyone will get extra points!"

"If I take this stupid class again, Merlin testifies, I'll continue to ride a broomstick for the rest of my life!" Vio said annoyedly, looking at the closed door, and slapped Justin's hand that was holding her robe again.

Then, she took a deep breath and swung her wand along the walls of the classroom, and soon flames were burning all around the walls - but the flames were not warm, but the light was terrifying.

But that alone was enough to deal with the elves, who were frightened into gathering in the center of the classroom.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Vio throws a range of Freeze spells, freezing them all.

She patted the dust off her college robe, then angrily turned to open the door and leave.

The rest of the Hufflepuff students who had witnessed the whole process were stunned.

After a long time, I don't know who asked who it was, Justin smugly shouted, "I know I know!"