Reluctantly signing an unequal treaty with Draco, Vio returned to his dormitory in despair. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She ran around all day, and finally after a hurried wash, she fell asleep on the bed without even changing her bathrobe.

Before leaving the dormitory the next day, Vio always felt that something was wrong when he cleaned up in the bathroom.

She smoothed her long chestnut hair, braided them into the simplest braids and hung them down to the side, then adjusted her collar again, and then habitually raised her head to look at the mirror, which was inconspicuous compared to the dressing mirror at home—

She seemed to hear a vague "hum", and Vio suddenly remembered that she hadn't spoken to Danae since she came back to school, and she hadn't even said hello.

She quickly removed Danae from the peg in the bathroom and placed it in the place she had prepared for it last semester, and then kissed her face with the cold mirror and gave the mirror an apologetic veneer.

"Danaa, I'm so sorry, I'll talk to you again when I get back, okay?"

Vio waited patiently for a while, but there was no sound in the room, and the mirror itself did not change in any way.

I'm afraid, Danae felt that he was being neglected, and he must have been angry—he was, after all, a noble and eccentric soul with the personality of a little girl and the age of a grandmother.

Vio didn't tickle her like he did before.

She looked at the funnel on the table, the hour was over quickly, and the first class in the morning was about to start shortly after.

"I sincerely apologize to you, Miss Danae, forgive me, so that I can go to class in peace, okay? I promise I have a plan that will make you like - as long as you are not angry. ”

Vio waited for a long time, but the mirror still didn't respond. She sighed and left silently.

The door slammed shut. The room was a lot quieter.

"・・・・・・ abominable little girl, walking like a dragon chasing after her, what if you beg me a little longer?

"Being late - now that Hogwarts is not my brother's time, what useful things can those professors teach - the students and teachers are not as good as a year, what if they are late・・・・・・ oh, I'm really angry, wait, I won't talk to you when you come back・・・・・・ no matter how much you beg me hum!"

The whirring sound came from the mirror, and Vio stood outside the door, his ears pressed against the crack in the door, and he could hear it clearly.

Knowing that Danae didn't really hate her, Vio smiled and turned away.

There was no one in the auditorium anymore, but Hermione was still waiting at the long table because she was worried about Lockhart's autograph in Vio's hand.

"You're here, vio. Hermione happily stood up to greet Vio. She even thoughtfully saved a mushroom sauce for Vio with pizza.

Vio sat down with a smile and relished the pleasure of the pizza dipping in sauce—even though Sigoness had warned her that it wasn't very authentic, she still had a soft spot for the flavor.

Hermione didn't say anything, and she was embarrassed to speak, just buried her head in watching "Traveling on a Boat with a Vampire" next to her.

But she flipped through the two pages in distraught, finally raised her head, looked around cautiously, and then asked in a low voice, "Vio, did you get it?"

"Dear Hermione, guess what?" said Vio, stretching his hands with the corners of his lips slumped. "The left hand, the right hand and the right hand are still in the mind, and if you guess it, I will give it to you. ”

"・・・・・・" Hermione helplessly felt that Vio had been corrupted by Ron and Harry, and always held her hold on to her adoration of Lockhart.

However, she briskly thought that she had a way to subdue Vio.

Hermione deliberately straightened her face, rolled her eyes, cleared her throat, and said in a lengthened tone, "Magic-medicine-class-"

"Dingding, look what this is!" Vio snapped into his bag, pulling out a Lockhart signature she had wrapped in satin and handing it to Hermione. "How's it going, are you still satisfied?"

Hermione took it and looked at it carefully, then smiled. "I'm going to catch Harry and them, see you at noon. ”

Vio also hurried to finish the last bit of pizza, and then rushed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

The first few rows were already full, and even if Slytherin was taking the class with Hufflepuff, it was still a distinct seating pattern.

Vio looked at her seat for a moment, she didn't want to sit too close to Lockhart, so she went to the last row to find an empty seat to sit in.

After a while, after the class had taken their seats, Lockhart cleared his throat loudly—

He didn't have to, because all the students looked at him with interest.

It's just that the Slytherins don't seem to care, while the Hufflepuff students are preoccupied with respect in their eyes.

Lockhart stepped off the podium and stood in the front row, reaching for Pansy's "Walking with Trolls" and holding it in his hand, showing the blinking photo of himself on the cover.

"It's, me. Lockhart pointed to his picture and blinked as much as he said, "Gilderoy Lockhart, 3rd Class Medal of the Order of Merlin, Honorary Member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, five-time winner of Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award - but I don't talk about that, I'm not smiling to exorcise the ghosts of Bandung [a port city in southwestern Thailand]!"

He paused appropriately, as if waiting for a knowing laugh, but only a few Hufflepuff girls seemed to smile lightly.

Slytherin seemed determined not to react to Lockhart, and even Pansy only tilted her head to look at Draco occasionally and then at her own hand.

"・・・・・・Well, well, I see that you've all bought my full set of books - that's very prescient. I thought, let's take a quiz today, and don't be afraid - just see how well you can read books・・・・・・"

As he spoke, he ordered a Hufflepuff girl to hand out the papers to him, and the girl, blushing with excitement, ran away from him with a stack of papers, and almost threw herself off the podium.

"Give you thirty minutes, let's go!"

Vio glanced at his own scroll and knew that it was the famous Lockhart Careful Machine Scroll.

She patted her head, regretting that she had forgotten to borrow the correct answer from Hermione - Hermione had absolutely no idea how easy it would be to answer the paper.

In fact, the questions in it are not difficult to say, but if it is not difficult, hehe, vio sneered in his heart: Merlin may not be able to do it all, he should insist on vomiting if he doesn't finish the last question.

The classroom resounded with all sorts of arguments.

"1.What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?2.What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?3.What is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date? Do you know what it is? I seem to be a little impressed, but I don't remember reading it in any book, the Female Ghost or the Tibetan Yeti?"

"Isn't the female ghost in Bandung? At that time, he hadn't received the third-class medal of the Merlin Order, it seems to be in "Dancing with the Vampires"?"

The man had clearly confused the title of the book, Vio thought, but he had a good imagination.

"・・・・・・ be quiet, I'll flip through the book—"

Seeing the people around him answering the questions enthusiastically, VIO was at a loss.

She had only read one of Lockhart's books, "Looking Down on the Giants" that had been given to Hermione as a gift last Christmas.

It was because she had read the book too soon, and because she knew Lockhart well, that she couldn't even turn to the other things Lockhart had written—what real help would it have given her Defence Against the Dark Arts if they were just fantasy stories?

Time was slipping away minute by minute, and Vio was looking left and right to see if he could come up with something else.

She quickly noticed the Hufflepuff boy sitting next to her.

This was the first time Vio had a tablemate in class who had taken the initiative to sit down, although he had no choice but to sit next to Vio, with curly hair all over his head.

"Hey, my name is Justin Finchrie," seeing Vio looking at him, Justin Finchrie nodded at Vio, then opened the book and began to answer the questions, saying cheerfully in between looking for answers, "He's really great, isn't he?"

"So brave - have you read all his books? If I had been blocked in a phone booth by a werewolf, I would have been scared to death. But he's so calm, ah, he's coming, we're going to finish it, it's only going to take a few minutes・・・・・・"

What he said was inspiring, but Vio sneaked a glance at it while he wasn't looking—most of the paper was blank.

Alas, sure enough, except for Hermione, there is not much difference between what everyone else has read and what they haven't.

What to do? Is it really necessary to hand in a blank sheet -- and then add a week to the current three-day confinement run by Lockhart?