New professors, new Defence Against the Dark Arts classrooms.

Compared with last year, this year's classroom is at least much cleaner, smells better, and there are many more portraits of Lockhart on the wall, constantly releasing their charm to the little witches in the classroom.

Lockhart, dressed in a flamboyant robe, with his blond hair shining brightly, picked up a book of his own and displayed a picture of himself on it, blinking his eyes.

"Me." Lockhart pointed to his photo and blinked as well, "Gilderoy Lockhart, a third-class Merlin Medalist, an honorary member of the Defence Against the Dark Arts League, a five-time winner of Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award - but I don't talk about that, I don't use a smile to exorcise Wanlun's female ghost!" ”

Lockhart smiled as standard as eight teeth, and Ike swore he saw Lockhart's teeth flash as they had been in the previous cartoons.

What the hell!

As Lockhart smiled and showed off his charm, Ike stood up with his hands raised.

"Professor Lockhart, I have a question that I hope you can answer."

"Oh...... Of course, I'm happy to answer the little wizard's questions. Lockhart still had a perfect smile, "So, this ......"

"Ike Stred, Professor Lockhart."

"What's your problem, Mr. Strader?"

"Professor Lockhart, can you tell me what the spell you used to finally exorcise the Lady of Wanlun? Was it a spell you invented? Can you teach us that spell? ”

Ike looked expectant, but Lockhart's smile froze. With a sneer, Lockhart put down the book he had been holding and waved his hand for Ike to sit down.

"Huh...... Mr. Strade, it's a very deep, very difficult spell, and it's hard to learn it......"

"Of course! I'll tell you about the spell if I have the chance, as long as you meet my requirements......" Lockhart blinked again, waved his wand and sent down the stack of scrolls, "As for now...... I see that you all bought my full set of books, and I thought you should do a little quiz......"

"Thirty minutes, start now!"

Looking at the questions on the paper, the little witches shouted softly, and the little wizards were generally dumbfounded, except for Ike, everyone else was basically Meng's answer.

Thirty minutes later, Lockhart picked up the scroll on time and began to flip through it in front of the class.

"It seems that you didn't read my books carefully, and many of you even wrote my birthday ...... wrong," Lockhart said with a hint of disappointment, "and it makes me ......sad that almost no one remembers my favorite lilacs."

"But, Mr. Stredder, I've heard that you're excellent, but I'm disappointed with your paper." Lockhart raised Jan Ike's roll, "My secret ambition is not just to sell my own line of hair lotions, but more importantly to rid the world of all evil!" ”

"Alright, to get down to business, as your Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, I'm on a mission to teach you how to defend against the most evil the wizarding world has to know!" Lockhart pulled out a cage covered with a black cloth from behind the podium and patted it, and there was a loud scream from the cage, "This is the terrifying creature you are about to face, but don't worry, you won't be harmed by me!" ”

"Please don't scream, that will anger them......"

As he spoke, Lockhart jerked open the black cloth.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Cornwall elves! ”

Terry let out a sneer, raised his hand, and said, "Professor Lockhart, Cornwall elves aren't scary creatures. In fact, I was able to deal with it easily before I was in school. ”

"Really? This ......"

"Terry Bout."

"Don't be too sure, Mr. Bout, they're cunning little villains!" Lockhart took a slight step back, then opened the door to the cage, "Let me see what you do with them!" ”

Cornwall elves are very mischievous, mischievous creatures with iron-blue skin and can fly despite having no wings. These little things have a lot of strength and are keen to do everything that makes people afraid, frightened, and disgusted. They are not tamed, they do not follow anyone's commands, and if you are not careful, you can even be kidnapped by them. They are first known for kidnapping a witch on holiday in Cornwall in the 17th century, and although the witch named Devona Fmagee did not suffer any physical harm, she left a lifelong psychological scar that she feared for the rest of her life.

The elves who escaped from the cage completely let themselves go, and they chirped in a language that only they could understand, and attacked everyone in the classroom in a frenzy.

Lockhart, who was the closest, bore the brunt of the elves and was given special care by the elves. One grabbed the book from the podium and slapped it at Lockhart, the other jerked down Lockhart's pants, and the other two went around the back and grabbed their cloaks to lift Lockhart up.

Lockhart let out a scream, then frantically flailed his arms to banish the troublemakers. But it was clear that these little guys were unusually nimble, and Lockhart tossed for a long time without hitting any of them.

"Peschipixipstosnomy!" Lockhart drew his wand and shouted at the flying elf, but his spell had no effect, and instead a clever elf grabbed the wand and shook the little ghost away.

"Catch ...... Grab them! They're just a bunch of elves......" Lockhart yelled, but no one responded to him. The elves who escaped from the cage used the classroom as a playground, and they wreaked havoc. Grab the inkwell and splash it, pick up the book and tear it up, tear off the portraits and curtains on the wall, and even grab the little witch's hair and pull it hard, then throw it back.

The screams of the elves, the cries and scolding of the little wizards, and the roars of Lockhart, in a matter of minutes, the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom was a mess.

"Catch them! Get them! Lockhart wielded his wand and cloak, and was beaten by the elves and embarrassed. Bent down and ran to the door, waved the wand in his hand, and recited several incantations, but none of them worked. With another shout of "catch them", Lockhart fled straight out of the classroom, and closed the door tightly, and several elves jerked the doorknob several times, but they didn't pull the door open.

"Is he really a professor?" Stewart slammed a pokew into the air with his book, and looked at Lockhart, who had fled alone, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Turning his head to look at Ike's position, he saw that his old god was sitting in the same place, leisurely flipping through the book "Breaking with the Female Ghost", and the elf flew at him as if he had hit a wall, and he turned upside down several times.

"Help! Ike! Terry shouted with a spell that repelled the elf who had sneaked up on Stuart while he was stunned.

Ike waved his hand, and a book flew up and smashed a little elf who wanted to steal Morag's hair, and said, "Use the Freezing Charm!" ”

"All fixed!" Terry reacted and chanted a spell aloud at the flying elves, a flash of blue light flashed, and several elves were frozen in the air. Seeing this, the others immediately reacted and cast freezing spells one after another. Ike was not idle, using the Lv6 levitation spell to control the book to smash down the sneak attack elves.

But in the blink of an eye, the elves in the classroom were frozen in place except for the ones who were knocked out by Ike. Michael slammed a pixie several times with a copy of "Travels with Ghouls", and it was the one that had lost the hair on the top of his head, and was visibly bald.

"Madam Pomfrey has a germinal spirit there, and it works." Stewart forced a smile and stopped Michael, who was still whipping the corpse.

"Let's stuff these guys back in their cages, the Freeze Charm won't keep them in place for long." Ike took out his wand and controlled a dozen elves to fly back to their cages.

"He actually ran away!" Morty, who was also haircut, had a crying voice in his voice, feeling that his idol was shattered.

"Maybe we should go to Professor Flitwick and take these little ones with us." After locking up all the elves, Ike knocked on the cage and proposed, "I'm sure our dean will get justice for us." ”

"That's right! Go to Professor Flitwick! I'm going to avenge my hair! Michael took the book to cover the "abruptness" above his head, and immediately responded, ran over and snatched the cage from Ike's hand, and ran out of the classroom directly, and the other little wizards followed, and in the blink of an eye, only Stuart and Ike were left in the classroom.

"Do you still believe Lockhart is reliable?" Stewart asked.

Ike packed up his books, held them in his arms, and smiled at Stewart, "He's unreliable, but I'm curious about another thing right now." ”

"What? It won't be a hassle. Stewart was obviously scared and hurriedly asked.

"It's clear that our new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor isn't that good." Ike shrugged, "And how did he do those things in the book?" ”

"I'm really curious......"