In the afternoon, Lockhart walked into the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom with Harry in his arms. Then Lind saw Harry hurrying to the back, hurriedly piling up a tall book to cover his face.

Still like the original book, Lockhart has indeed been rubbing Harry's popularity, trying to use him to make news.

I thought it would be a little different like Quirrell!

Ignoring Harry in the back, Lind looked at Lockhart in front. He walked up to Neville and picked up a copy of Walking with the Trolls, showing the blinking photo of himself on the cover.

"I," he said, pointing to his photograph and blinking his eyes, "Gilderoy Lockhart, 3rd Class Medal of the Order of Merlin, Honorary Member of the League Against the Dark Arts, 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!"

He continued to smile as he finished speaking. It's like a third-rate stand-up comedian waiting for cheers. But fortunately, a few girls, including Hermione, gave him some feedback, otherwise it would have been embarrassing.

Afterward, Lockhart put down the book and picked up a stack of volumes from the lectern, "I see that you all bought my full set of books - it's good. I thought we'd do a quiz today. Don't be afraid—just see how well you read and how much ...... you comprehend."

Then he began to walk down, with curly hair one by one.

"It's unmagical. I don't understand why he's taking this mess at all. Even if Hogwarts is very safe, wouldn't he be afraid of losing his reputation if he taught children at such a level? Lind thought.

After handing out the papers, he walked up again.

Linde looked at the roll,

1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?

2. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?

3. What do you think is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?

……

54. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday? What would be his ideal birthday present?

Linde patted her forehead in disappointment. Anyway, Quirrell still knows how to read according to the book......

Half an hour later, Lockhart put the test paper away and looked through it in front of the class.

"Tsk – almost no one remembers my favorite lilac. I mentioned it in "A Year with XZ Yeti". A few of my classmates would like to read "Weekend with Werewolves" again - I made it clear in Chapter 12 that my ideal birthday present is for all who know magic and those who don't - but I won't refuse a large bottle of Ogden Aged Heat Whiskey!"

“…… But Miss Hermione Granger knows that my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil, and to sell my own line of hair lotions—good girl! In fact—" he flipped her roll over, "a hundred!" Where's Miss Hermione Granger?"

Hermione held up a trembling hand. "Yay!" Lockhart smiled and said, "Very good! Ten points to Gryffindor!"

Then he continued to look at the scroll, "Hey, this Miss Jane...... Oh, and my biggest achievement so far is ......?! Also, my favorite food is ...... Canned herring? What is this? I've never mentioned this food! ”

As he spoke, Lockhart looked at him with a somewhat stiff smile, "Where's Miss Jane Devoe?" ”

No one answered, and some of the little wizards watched from side to side. Harry Ron's face was a little stiff as well.

"Jane Devoe!" He asked again.

"Uh...... Professor, she probably went to the bathroom! Harry said that Hermione had buried her head under the book by this time, and her smug expression was now a little embarrassed.

"Did she go to the bathroom?" Lockhart looked at Harry.

"Yes, it took about twenty minutes." Harry said stiffly.

"Okay!" Lockhart tossed the roll aside.

"Hey, why did this classmate named Linde Augustus only write a little?" Lockhart had a sullen look on his face.

"Augustus, please stand up."

……

The little wizards looked left and right, but still no one spoke.

Harry buried his head under the book at this point. Only Ron still had his head held high. Then he hurriedly lowered his head, but was still seen by Lockhart.

"What's your name, classmate?"

Ron was reluctant to look up at first, until all eyes were on his face before he could only bite the bullet and say, "My name is Ron Weasley." ”

"Okay, Weasley-san. Do you know who Augustus-san is? ”

"He's not here, sir!" Ron whispered.

"And where did he go?" Lockhart said.

"He also went to the toilet...... Maybe yes! Ron said with his head down, and no one else could see his face.

"Why did you go to the toilet again. It's ......," Lockhart said, and laughed. "Well, it looks like we don't have to wait for them anymore. Let's get started with the real lesson for today! ”

Ron sat down relieved. Harry whispered to him, "They're skipping class, aren't they, they're definitely not coming back." Dudley did the same thing. ”

Hermione's face was ugly, and though she didn't want to admit it, it seemed like yes. While Lockhart was looking in the mirror on the side of the classroom, Lind walked straight out.

Then Jane saw it, and her heart was ignited, and she ran out with it.

"Hmph, this is their loss, and when they wait until later, they will understand how stupid this is, and Professor Lockhart's lecture will definitely be very exciting." Hermione said with some anger.

While they were talking, they saw Lockhart take out a large birdcage from under the lectern, covered with a cloth.

"A dangerous guy who must be photophobic." Hermione speculated.

"I must ask you not to scream," Lockhart said in a low voice, "that would anger them!"

The class held their breath as Lockhart jerked the hood open. It contained many humanoids no larger than sparrows, with ugly wings on the back. Their skin is iron-blue, their faces are small, their faces are pointy, their voices are very sharp and piercing, and as soon as the hood is removed, they begin to chirp, jump up and down, shake the cage grille, and make all kinds of strange grimaces at those who come nearby.

"Yes," Lockhart said, playfully, "the Cornish elf that I just caught." ”

That's it?!

Harry wanted to say something, but the thought of Hermione, a Lockhart fan, was still sitting next to him, he still couldn't say anything.

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Linde walked briskly through the corridor, holding his head high and looking ahead. Not far behind him, a little girl cowered behind her, her eyes looking left and right.

"Can you be normal. Do you have to see that you're not normal? Linde said helplessly.

"But...... But I'm scared! In case you get caught by the teacher......"

"Professor McGonagall is the one who knows about our class, and she's supposed to be in class right now. Also, most of the teachers have a lot of lessons every day. Hurry back to the lounge! Linde said, and around the corner, a handful of seniors came over, and Linde's face remained unchanged and continued to walk forward.

Jane's face changed, although he knew that it was just a group of seniors, but he was still a little scared when he thought that he was on the run. However, looking at Linde's figure walking farther and farther, he still ran over.

Running up to Linde, she seemed to ease the atmosphere and began to speak, "How did you come up with the idea of skipping class?" She asked,

Lind replied. "It's boring, and it's stupid to do that kind of question." He skipped class this time, and there was no lack of thoughts in his heart to touch Lockhart's psychological bottom line. If nothing happens this time, I won't have to waste time on Defence Against the Dark Arts in the future.

No, it's not wasting time in Lockhart's class. Instead of not wasting time on Defence Against the Dark Arts.

"What about you?" Lind asked rhetorically.

"Me? I also don't think it's interesting, my grandmother said that he is a clown, he doesn't have any goods in his head, it's okay to watch it, and it's okay to teach.

And I'm afraid that if I stay there, he will scold me.

I wrote about his biggest ambition so far – to be able to go to the toilet alone. ”