Lockhart's actions made some of the Gryffindor's young wizards feel unhappy for a moment, and they protested why only Gryffindor's house points were deducted.

"Naïve ......," Dudley muttered, then ignored it.

"Quiet, whoever is making noise I will ask him out of the classroom and deduct points. Lockhart said in a deep voice, he was not panicking at all, none of the protesting little wizards were pure-bloods, either half-bloods, or their parents were Muggles.

The one who shouted the most just now suddenly fell silent, and I looked like I was a good baby.

"How is that," Hermione said, frowning.

Dudley tilted his head to look at Hermione and said, "It's not normal, it's like Snape will be biased towards Slytherin, and even Professor McGonagall will be vaguely biased towards us Gryffindor. ”

Hermione ignored Dudley, she also felt that the protester was naïve, and the reason why she frowned was that Lockhart's character in her mind was ruined.

Such a person is not worthy of worship at all, and she feels that she is too stupid.

"Okay guys, now let me see how you deal with these elves. Lockhart opened the cage with that.

The elves that come out of the cage are like huskies without leashes, they are scurrying around the classroom and destroying them.

Glass shattered, books torn up, dumpsters turned upside down.

It's a little master of house demolition, and if you want to demolish houses in the Muggle world, being able to use these elves is like a divine help.

The visible objects in the classroom were almost destroyed, and the eyes of the elves were fixed on the young wizards.

Dudley cast a guardian spell to protect the Gryffindor students. As for Slytherin and Lockhart, who cares about them?

To his surprise, the Slytherin students were also guarded.

It was Malfoy who protected the Slytherin students.

Just now, he cast two spells almost instantly.

The first spell struck the elves that were coming at him, and the second spell was also a guardian spell that protected the Slytherin students.

To Dudley's surprise, Malfoy's progress over the course of a summer was exaggerated.

He could easily do it with a continuous spell, but like Malfoy, two of them were almost instantaneous at the same time, with almost no interval between one after the other, and he couldn't do it.

Lockhart shouted in hindsight, "Students, don't be afraid, watch me chase them down... They're just little elves......"

He rolled up his sleeves in style, waved his wand and shouted, "Peschipixy Pestromy!"

The air was filled with embarrassment, his spell was completely ineffective, and a witty elf grabbed Lockhart's wand and threw it out the window

Lockhart gasped, ignoring all his face, and slipped under the podium table.

"Do you think he's amazing?" Dudley raised an eyebrow at Hermione.

Hermione twisted her head to the other side......

Dudley was happy to crack the corners of his mouth, there was no need to continue the lesson, and he beckoned the Gryffindor young wizards to leave.

Slytherin watched for a moment, then walked out of the classroom.

Malfoy glared at them as he left.

"Arrogant what?" said Ron in disgust.

Dudley spread his hands and said, "Don't have an arrogant capital ......"

Yes, whether Malfoy is the family behind it or his own strength, he has that capital.

Ron disagreed, "What's the big deal, it's not that you've been trampled underfoot, it's not that we've beaten me." ”

"Sober up," Hermione glared at Ron suddenly in exasperation.

Lookers-on see most of the game.

Whether it's in the courtyard or in the classroom, she can see it clearly.

Malfoy is strong.

Ron and Hermione argued, and both of them blushed.

"Okay, what's there to be noisy about. Dudley roared, and his head exploded.

He was the first to leave, casting a spell on the door before leaving.

Harry followed.

Ron and Hermione snorted at each other, neither paying any attention to the other.

They left lightly, and Lockhart in the classroom was miserable.

Lockhart, crouched under the table, listened intently to the voices outside, wondering how to explain the matter when it was over.

In the end, he decided that he didn't need to explain anything, just a grin.

Handsome, always recognized.

Lockhart frowned, why wasn't there any movement outside?

Could it be that the elves have been caught?

He hesitated, it was a difficult choice to go out or not.

Get out!

This is his choice, and he has to grasp the right time to show his sunny smile in front of his classmates.

Lockhart rubbed his cheeks, smiled beforehand, and calmly stood up from under the table.

"Students......"

His sunny smile froze on his face as there was no one outside, just a group of elves flying in front of him staring dryly.

A shrill scream woke up a sluggish Lockhart.

He wanted to hide again, but it was too late, there were no other objects or others around to attract the fire.

The elves swarmed up, dragged him into the air, and hung him on a chandelier.

Obviously, Lockhart's clothes could not support his weight, and not long after hanging on it, he fell off and landed first with his face.

He lay on the ground and wailed.

But the elves didn't let go of this funny 'toy'.

They used Lockhart as a mop to drag on the ground.

Lockhart struggled to open the door and get out, but couldn't.

"Squeak~"

The door to the classroom was opened.

Dumbledore walked in with the four heads of the houses, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that we didn't come at the right time. ”

No one came to Lockhart's aid, which shows how hated he is, he's only been here for a day!

Lockhart looked at them as if he had seen a savior, and ran behind Dumbledore.

Dumbledore pursed his lips and looked happy, and with a wave of his hand, the flying elves were all frozen and hovered in the air.

Seeing this, Lockhart got out from behind Dumbledore, straightened his back and coughed a few times, and said, "You know, it's very easy for me to deal with these Cornish elves, but my magic is too great, and I'm afraid I'll hurt them if I'm not careful." Life is precious!"

The four deans didn't give Lockhart any good looks.

Professor Flitwick, who was a nice person, had planned to help him get the classroom back to its original state, but now... The kind that can't even coax sugar.

Dumbledore smiled gently, "That's right, life is precious! ”

The people were gone, and Lockhart was left alone in the messy classroom.

He looked at the still frozen elf and smiled trademarkly......