"You think I'm right, Lockhart called the beast?" Roger smiled and walked over to Lockhart and squatted down, "Maybe he just didn't get a good night's rest last night... Replying to the worship is a personal task~"

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it, I'm just too tired to play out of order..."Lockhart Bia still doesn't have a long memory on the ground, trying to save face by boasting about himself: "In the stable environment of the school, I also let my guard down, if I am outside the school, I can easily solve these small problems with just a spell." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Roger laughed, this thing has a very strong ability to climb along the pole, but it has reached this point, and he will only make people more contemptuous when he says these words again.

The bell rang for the end of class, and the students in the classroom rushed out.

Gilderoy Lockhart's unknown second-year past, coupled with the imcile prowess he has seen that does not match his own boasting, and the sight of his classroom being bombed by Cornish elves, can go viral at Hogwarts for days.

Of course, the fact that the elves were not caught in the cage is also a very important factor.

Roger didn't forget Neville, who was swinging on the chandelier, and blew off the chandelier's chain and put him down.

The round-faced boy thanked him.

Roger waved his hand: "Okay, since class is over, let's go too, just leave it to Lockhart to call the beast to deal with here...... I don't think the great howler will be stumped by a small spell of confinement. ”

Hermione glanced at the professor with a complicated look, ignored Roger, hugged the bookboard and walked out of the classroom with a quick face.

Seeing that the few remaining people were leaving, Lockhart hurriedly opened his mouth to speak, but was blocked by Roger, who was squatting and had not yet gotten up, with a banana peel.

"Maybe you don't know why the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor ended up in your hands, do you?" the boy smiled brightly, but the words that could only be heard by the two of them were not so sunny: "That's because your predecessor, little Quirrell... Dead by my hand......"

Patting him lightly on the head, Roger smiled and showed eight teeth, but this most familiar expression now made Lockhart break out in a cold sweat.

Walking out of the classroom, the two parted ways with Neville, and Harry spoke slowly: "Roger, I'm happy to see Lockhart being punished, but I have to say that your joke this time went a little too far..."

Roger looked at him with a look of "I don't understand what you're talking about" and looked at him in confusion.

"Don't pretend to be innocent... Hermione and I both knew that you had cast a spell on that elf...... If something goes wrong, it's going to kill someone!" Harry stared solemnly at his daring friend.

Roger diverted the topic and said to him: "Oh! It's all here, let's go, hurry up and eat!"

Harry frantically: "You don't have anything else to say but eat?"

"Some people live to eat, and I happen to be that kind of person. Roger said this with all the right reason.

"......" Harry rolled his eyes, not bothering to bother with him, "Anyway, Hermione wasn't angry with me, so what's the matter." ”

Of course, Roger knew that Hermione was angry, but even if he explained, he couldn't be at this time, the woman who was angry was simply the most unreasonable creature in the world, and there was no one.

At dinner, the girl sat far away, and when she returned to the common room, she snorted angrily and ignored him.

Roger licked his face and leaned over, "I think you seem to have seen my uncle, right?"

Hermione was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he meant by asking, so she took the book and changed seats.

Roger pulled out the book "Traveling on a Vampire" from a pile of books: "How do you feel about him?"

The girl twisted her head to the side.

Roger flipped the book to a certain page and handed it over: "Look at this paragraph." ”

Hermione glanced at the book on the table, but didn't move.

The boy didn't care, and continued to himself: "This book describes the vampire in great detail and is very expressive, although the physical characteristics are basically not deviated, but if he really has been in contact with the vampire for such a long time, he will know some small details. ”

Hermione's stiff face softened, and curiosity was clearly aroused.

Roger kept up: "As it says in this book, the fact that garlic can expel vampires is... It's just rumors in the wizarding world...... Just as werewolves are discriminated against at the Ministry of Magic, vampires are also distrusted by humans. When you look at something with tinted, contemptuous glasses, it often leads to deviations. ”

"But they were human ...... before," the girl said with a sense of indignation, realizing that this was Roger's trick.

But now that she had spoken, Hermione simply glanced at the boy with a straight face and said flatly, "What exactly do you want to say." ”

"Aren't you curious about garlic?" Roger pretended to be puzzled.

The girl bit her lip and didn't ask, but her curiosity was clear.

Roger sniffed and said with a smile, "Garlic against vampires...... In addition to being afraid of having bad breath in the mouth after eating like ordinary people, Mao Yong didn't... They can eat several cloves of fried noodles raw. ”

"Except for severe metal allergies (fear of silver) and ultraviolet allergies (fear of sunlight), they are basically the same as us......"

"Well... Maybe it's a little more powerful than ordinary people, a little faster, a little longer to live, and a little more unique in recipes... It's basically an ordinary person. ”

Hermione took the book on the table to her, looked through it carefully, and closed it again: "It's just a novel, it needs some artistic processing." ”

"Aha~" Roger snapped his fingers: "Look, you also think that this set of books is a novel at all! What should we do in the face of a vain and arrogant bastard who uses these pastime books as teaching materials to mislead students?"

Hermione gave the boy a blank look, and waited here in such a big circle.

"Then your tactics are too dangerous, we can go to Professor McGonagall, and go to the Headmaster to report this matter. She said.

But even the girl herself didn't notice that she was pulled by Roger Donglaxi, and this anger has dissipated a lot.

"From the looks of the professors at the opening dinner... Don't you know anything yet?" Roger folded his arms and leaned back in his chair.

"What's the matter?" asked Harry, who was watching the situation quietly, and when he saw that the atmosphere had eased, he leaned over and interjected.

Roger: "Shut up, Harry... The IQ of the entire academy has been lowered by you!"

"......" Harry's back molars almost didn't break, and the difference between him and Hermione was a little bigger!

What about saying that good friends are 'equal and mutually helpful'? This is already the complete opposite!