Chapter 80: Gilderoy Lockhart

Ron fumbled for a gold Galleon in his pocket and reluctantly walked past the Quidditch boutique, where he liked the Chadri artillery uniform. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He secretly calculated his savings, and with the income he earned at the mutual aid club, he was able to buy a full set of his favorite team uniforms. But he quickly gave up on this plan, preferring the steadiness and security of Kim Garon in his pocket to the good-looking team uniform in front of him.

After that, Hermione took them to a stationery store next to them and bought ink and parchment.

In a relaxed mood, an hour passed quickly, and they arrived at the Blotted bookstore. On the way, they found that many people were also rushing to the bookstore, and when they arrived, they were even more surprised to find that a large group of people were already crowded outside the bookstore.

When I saw a huge banner hanging upstairs, I realized that the man named Gilderoy Lockhart was signing books here.

"Oh, we can see real people. Hermione looked excited, and exclaimed, "Almost all of the books on our list were written by him. ”

Most of the people who came to the Gilderoy Lockhart book signing seemed to be Mrs. Weasley's peers, and they seemed excited to meet their idol, the handsome guy they thought they were going to be. The bookstore had to send a wizard to maintain order at the door, "Ladies, don't crowd, watch out for books. ”

Harry's three people, taking advantage of their size, squeezed through the cracks and squeezed into the bookstore. There were so many people who came, and the line went from the door of the bookstore to the back of the bookstore. A handsome blond guy was signing books there, none other than Gilderoy Lockhart.

The three Harrys, along with each of them, grabbed a copy of Gilderoy Lockhart's book and snuck to the place where the Granger and Weasleys were in line.

"Oh, you're coming, we're going to get through later. Mrs. Weasley, too, was a little nervous, her breathing became short, and she tried to comb her hair, and soon saw Gilderoy Lockhart, "We will see him soon, and we will be able to shake his hand." Thinking of this, she touched her heart with her hand and felt her heart beat faster.

Gradually, it was almost their turn, and Gilderoy Lockhart was sitting behind his desk, surrounded by his pictures. In the photo, he is dressed differently like a group of twin brothers, all winking at everyone, revealing his white and shiny teeth.

In the center, Gilderoy Lockhart himself wears a blue robe, with his blue eyes, and a peaked wizard's hat diagonally over his curly hair.

A short man with a large black camera in his hand was taking pictures around him, the flash flashing and spewing out puffs of purple smoke.

"Get out of the way. "The short man yelled, looked very irritable, and scurried around looking for a good angle to shoot.

"Looks like I should have said sorry to you. Ron rubbed the instep of the man's foot, looking a little indignant.

Gilderoy Lockhart looked up, he was a good performer. He can always seize the opportunity and turn all the accidents into good opportunities for publicity and exposure. It only takes a little show to make the newspaper full of Gilderoy Lockhart's easy-going, amiable news.

He looked up, looked at Ron, and then at the boy next to him with a scar on his forehead. His eyes froze for a moment, and soon a light flashed, and he jumped up and shouted, "Isn't this our Harry Potter?"

Listening to Gilderoy Lockhart's words, the people in line were also full of excitement and curiosity. Sticking his head out and looking in Harry's direction, Harry was a little embarrassed by the gaze of the onlookers. At this time, Lockhart rushed up, and the crowd got out of the way in front of him. He stepped forward, grabbed Harry's arm, and dragged Harry to the table.

Seeing this legendary savior, the big boy who drove away the mysterious man, the audience erupted in warm applause. Harry felt that his face was about to burn, and he tried to avoid everyone's attention, but Lockhart held his hand and asked the photographer to keep taking pictures.

The short man pressed the shutter frantically, scurrying around, almost stepping on someone again, causing a burst of exclamations.

"Keep smiling, Harry. Lockhart showed his trademark smile, showing a mouthful of white, shiny teeth, "We can make the headlines." ”

By the time Lockhart finally let go of Harry's hand, Harry felt his fingers numb from the pinch. He wanted to get back into the crowd, but Lockhart wasn't done yet, he put his arm around Harry's shoulder, holding Harry tightly to his side.

Lockhart waved his hand to silence everyone and said loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen. It was an extraordinary moment, and on this wonderful occasion I was going to announce a small matter, which I had been holding back and not saying. ”

Listening to Lockhart's voice, everyone fell silent, waiting for him to say what he wanted to announce.

"Today, our Harry Potter came to the Blotted Bookstore just to get my autobiography autographed. And now, I am willing to give this book to him as a gift and give it to him for free. The scene resounded with thunderous applause.

"But he doesn't know yet," Lockhart's tone changed, "that he will soon receive a gift more precious than this autobiography of mine." In fact, he and his friends will have a real me, a magical me. ”

There was a burst of exclamations and applause from the crowd.

Lockhart raised his voice, "That's it, ladies and gentlemen, it's my great pleasure and pride to announce that this September, I'll be Professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. After Lockhart finished speaking, he smiled charmingly at everyone and showed his white teeth.

The cheers and applause of the crowd became even more enthusiastic, and even those in the crowd who were just watching out of curiosity were shocked by the news. The position of Hogwarts Defence Against the Dark Arts professorship, but cursed by the mysterious man, Gilderoy Lockhart boldly challenged the position despite the danger.

Harry squeezed out of the crowd in a daze, and found that he had in his arms all of Gilderoy Lockhart's writings, no wonder he staggered when he walked. He squeezed against the wall and saw Ginny too, with a newly bought cauldron beside her.

"These are for you. Harry poured the book in his arms into the cauldron, "I'll buy it again." He didn't have a good impression of Lockhart and didn't plan to keep the books himself.

"Are you very proud, Potter?" a familiar and annoying voice came out, and Harry immediately straightened up and looked at Malfoy, who still had that annoying smirk on his face.