"It is often said that appearance and wisdom often do not go hand in hand, and I wonder if you agree with that, Mr. Lockhart?"

"Ah, this, I think it's a prejudice, wisdom and appearance may be two unrelated individuals, and I myself am the counter-proof of this sentence."

"So, Mr. Lockhart, do you think you are both good looking and smart?"

"Hahaha, lad, I feel like you're complimenting me. Actually, I want people to pay more attention to my inner self than my handsome appearance. Although I've won the Wizarding Weekly Award for the Most Charming Smile five times – I never talk about it, and I don't use my smile to exorcise the female ghost of Bandane. ”

"Really? I don't believe it. ”

Lockhart almost choked on his own saliva, he felt that the little guy in front of him had deliberately come to dismantle his own stage.

"We can all see the handsome appearance, but the excellent inside, why don't you take it out?"

"Ahh It was waiting for me here. Lockhart felt that he had understood the other party's intentions, and quickly showed a standard smile.

"Hahaha, you're really joking, excellent inner is a kind of quality and wisdom, but you can't take it out and show it to others, you have to understand it yourself. However, in order to help you, I decided to share some of my adventures, and maybe you can learn some ways to use your wisdom. ”

"But everyone is generally saying that these books of yours are too expensive, are you short of money?"

"Nope!"

"Then you just want to make money, right?"

"Not really."

"Definitely."

"Not really."

"I think so."

Lockhart looked at the child with a false smile on his face in front of him, and almost greeted him with a greeting, "Are you polite", but thinking of what the other party represented behind him, he resisted the urge to go up and strangle the other party, and squeezed out three words from between his teeth, "It's not!" ”

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the room, and when Lockhart heard the movement, he immediately showed a relieved smile, stood up and tidied up his robe.

"I'm sorry, but I'd love to continue with the Daily Prophet, but it looks like the book signing is about to start, and maybe I'll have to go out and get ready first, so as not to rush the fans."

After speaking, without waiting for the person opposite to speak, he dragged his robe and strode away.

And it wasn't until Lockhart's figure was completely out of sight that the manager of the Blotted Bookstore, who was guarding the side, bent down and asked in a slightly restrained tone: "Boss, do you need to lower the recommendation of his books?" ”

"No need, business is business, his books have been on the best-selling list for several years in a row, and there are still a few brooms in making up stories, I just don't like someone to pretend to be better than me."

The manager of the Blotted bookstore nodded yes, and Clark, who had just flown back from Paris, put away his notebook and automatic shorthand quill and stood up from the floppy sofa chair.

"Actually, I wasn't going to take on this assignment, the newspaper was going to arrange for Rita Skeeter to come and interview the best-selling author, but I was very interested in what it would be like for these two to sit together.

But my friends wrote to me to tell me that they were coming to Diagon Alley today to buy something for the new school year, so I came over. ”

With that, Clark patted the dust that didn't exist on his body and walked out of the room with a smile on his face.

"Boom!"

It was as if two worlds had been crossed in one step, the inside of the room was quiet and peaceful, but the outside of the room was boiling and the sky was boiling.

"Hey, let's go, let's go, let me pass."

"Dude, you're stepping on me."

"I'm sorry, I borrowed it."

"Guys, watch your feet and don't stain those books!"

A weary-looking wizard stood at the door of the bookstore and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Be quiet, ladies please...... Don't crowd each other...... Lined up...... Sign up for ...... right away"

But the bookstore, which had been expanded by the Traceless Stretching Charm in advance, was still crowded with young wizards and their parents who had come to buy new books because of the start of school, and in addition, there was a large group of people gathered at the door of the Blotchy bookstore, desperately trying to squeeze in.

The whole bookstore was more lively than a group of Cornwall elves, and Clark stood on the steps on the second floor of the bookstore, and saw the scene very clearly.

He noticed that most of the people crowded in front of the door, eager to join in the fun, seemed to be middle-aged witches the same age as his Aunt Weasley, and the decoration in the bookstore explained this strange phenomenon well:

Gilderoy Lockhart will be autographed today from 12:30 to 4:30 to sell his autobiography "I Can Magic".

The long banner was written in exaggerated floral letters, and the shelves that had once housed books were now obscured by large posters showing Gilderoy Lockhart smiling, holding his autobiography, winking at every wizard who passed by, revealing his dazzling white teeth.

And the real Gilderoy Lockhart is sitting at the back door of the bookstore at the moment, signing his autobiography.

Today, he was wearing a pale blue magic robe the same color as the forget-me-not flower, the color matched his blue eyes, and a pointed wizard hat was playfully crooked on the wavy shiny hair, and the whole person looked as if he was radiating light, worthy of the famous friend of middle-aged and elderly women.

Yes, this is exactly the same book signing of Gilderoy Lockhart that was mentioned in the original books.

Standing on a high spot, Clark soon spotted Weasley and the Granger family in the long line, and of course, Harry was standing beside them.

However, he seems to be in some trouble at this point, because Kuka, the photographer who came with Clarke, is now holding a black camera, taking pictures of Lockhart.

There were a lot of people in the bookstore, it was very crowded, and he was a grumpy little wizard, which made it difficult for him to continue his work, and he had to shout at Ron, "Hey, go away, don't get in my way, go over there, it's the front page headline of the Daily Prophet!" ”

He squeezed back hard to find a better position and pressed the shutter, and after a dazzling flash flash, a puff of purple smoke erupted from the back of the camera.

"Isn't that remarkable?" Ron grumbled loudly, pushing the other man and rubbing his own sore toe with his hand.

Gilderoy Lockhart, who was signing autographs, obviously also heard the commotion not far away, he looked up, he didn't care very much, after all, Ron's appearance was very ordinary, and at first glance, he was not on the same level as the guy who interviewed him just now, so he shouldn't be a difficult person to mess with.

Then, he saw Harry Potter standing next to Ron.