Ron looked at Hermione in trepidation.

The other little wizards who understood and vaguely guessed what kind of virtue Lockhart was, also had complicated expressions.

Miss Granger has always been smart.

How could she ......

"The other students are sorry." Lockhart put down his papers, "If you can be as good as Miss Granger and Mr. Potter, and know all my secrets." ”

"Then you will be as good as they are."

The little wizards hesitated.

Granger and Potter are two of the best young wizards in the first year, and there is no doubt about it, but is Lockhart right?

The purpose of this test paper is not because he is narcissistic, but really a test?

"As your first lesson." Lockhart bent down and took out a cloth-covered cage from under the podium, "I'm going to show you some of the most dangerous, evil, and terrifying creatures in the wizarding world. ”

The little wizards held their breath.

Those who sat in the first row tried to retreat backwards, for fear that they would splash their faces with blood.

"Please be quiet and don't provoke them." Lockhart lowered his voice and slowly lifted the cloth from the cage, revealing the creatures inside.

A group of elves.

He was only seven or eight inches tall, his complexion was iron-blue, his face was like a smashed-like melon seed, his personality was as bad as his appearance, and when he saw the light, he immediately chirped angrily, and his voice was sharp and piercing.

"Poof." There was a little wizard who couldn't hold back his laughter.

Ron rubbed his face and muttered discontentedly, "Hell, I really took his word." ”

Harry was expressionless.

He felt...

Defence Against the Dark Arts doesn't need to be learned.

Pixie - Some wizards call them "Cornwall elves", in fact, this prefix is only because they are more common in Cornwall.

They're not dark magic creatures, they're almost harmless, just too mischievous.

A scaled-down, ugly version of the Weasley brothers.

"Listen, I know what you're thinking." Lockhart's expression was serious, "But they're a '3X' class magical creature, don't take it seriously." ”

"They're nimble, cunning, and lively, and they're good candidates for you."

He stretched out his hand and was about to open the cage.

Harry picked up his textbook and tucked it into his sorting hat.

"Wait, you can't do that!" The Sorting Hat was terrified, "It's too much, we said okay, the textbook won't work......"

Harry didn't listen, picked up Ron and Hermione's book, and stuffed it into his hat.

Crunch –

The cage opens.

The elves inside were crazy, snorting out, fangs and claws, flying around.

They either grabbed the little wizard's textbook and threw it around, or tore down the posters of Lockhart on the wall, tore them up and scattered them all over the sky, and a few smashed glass and rushed out.

"Quick, get them under control, it's just some elf ......" Lockhart cried out in heartache.

But no young wizard paid attention to him, and they all protected their textbooks, hats, and robes, or themselves in a panic.

Lockhart raised his wand.

I recited a spell I don't know what it was, but nothing happened.

He was about to say a second mantra.

An elf rushed over, snatched the wand, threw it out the window, and grimaced at him.

Lockhart didn't speak, looking at Harry in fear and expectation.

Harry was about to pull out his wand when Hermione pressed his hand, "Harry, let me and Ron come." ”

"It's not something difficult to deal with."

"We've got to try what level we're at."

Harry nodded, continuing to sit.

Hermione stood up and fired a Freezing Charm that froze the two elves, and another Petrification Charm that imposed a violent elf that was coming at her to snatch her wand.

Compared to Hermione.

Ron's spell wasn't that accurate, and after a few spells, he couldn't hit a single elf, and even almost had his wand snatched away.

This made him angry.

He simply took off his robe, and with a Transfiguration Charm, he turned it into a fishing net, and the Floating Charm waved it, grabbing a pocket in a short time.

The other young wizards also came to their senses and cast spells.

Soon, the room full of elves was all caught.

They are rudely stuffed back into their cages.

"Good." Lockhart applauded them, "I think your studies in the last school year have been effective, and you have coped with them very well. ”

"That's what I'm trying to test you by pretending to panic."

"Miss Granger, in particular, and ......"

Ron hesitated, and gave his name, "Ron Weasley." ”

"And this Mr. Weasley." Lockhart continued, "I'm going to add 10 points to each of you for your outstanding performance! ”

The bell rings at the right time.

Lockhart sold himself a few words and sent the group of little wizards away.

Seamus walked beside Harry, "You can believe it, I filled out a stupid questionnaire in the first class, and was teased by a bunch of elves. ”

"yes, I'm not used to the explosion you made." Harry nodded.

Seamus gritted his teeth: "Hey, you can't say that, I'm much more stable now, and I haven't made it a few times in the Transfiguration class." ”

As he spoke, he paused and looked at Hermione, "Granger, you shouldn't be a fan of Lockhart too?" ”

Hermione shook her head: "How is that possible! ”

"Then you ......" Seamus hesitated, he didn't think it was like Hermione didn't have the fanaticism of the other little witches, just getting a perfect score......

"He's a professor." Hermione said earnestly, "Look, how many points did he add to us in this lesson?" ”

She stretched out her left hand and spread all her fingers, and Harry handed her an index finger and added it to her, "Sixty points!" That's 60 points! ”

"I earned 60 points last year, but it took more than one school year."

They walked towards the Great Hall, just past the gem scorer—Gryffindor's Ruby was more than the other three houses combined.

"Is there a professor who is more likely to score points than Lockhart?"

"As long as we treat him a little bit better and act like a quality fan, we will have a steady stream of points."

Seamus was convinced, and he nodded.

It seems... Makes sense?

Although Lockhart's pretentious face bothered him, the thought of... It was a Gryffindor score gem, and he immediately felt that he was kind to him.

After dinner, head back to the common room.

Simone pulls the other lion cubs into a discussion about how to earn points from Lockhart more efficiently — they are so unscrupulous that they don't have to worry too much about being deducted points by the other professors.

Harry didn't stay long.

He also had a session of Professor McGonagall's confinement, which dragged on until it was almost curfew, before Professor McGonagall finally found an excuse to get rid of him.

Saturday was still a busy day.

Harry huddled in his bedroom to process the materials, and waited until the evening before going out to find Snape.

His office had been cleaned up in advance, and a large open space had been vacated, and some of the rare specimens that could still be seen before were gone.

"Potter." Snape stood, "Have you read the notes I gave you?" ”

Harry nodded, "Of course." ”

He had read it carefully in Lockhart's class.

"Good, but I don't mind reminding you again." Snape said in a quiet tone, "Occlumency, is a magic that controls your head, your thoughts, and your emotions. ”

"It might be difficult for you Potter."

"Lily Potter too?" Harry asked rhetorically.

Snape gritted his teeth: "You're still in the mood for sharp teeth, it seems that you are underestimating today's lesson." ”

"Get out your wand."

Harry pulled it out and pointed it at Snape.

"You can defend yourself by any means you can think of." Snape spoke in a low tone, "You have to have a ...... that can resist"

He didn't finish his sentence.

Sudden shot.

"Soul Capture!"

The office swayed in front of his eyes, the light and shadow were faint, and the wolf faction witcher's castle, a corner of Kyle Mohan appeared in his field of vision......

That's indeed Kyle Mohan.

Hogwarts' house-elves don't make the roads moss-filled.

Yakhi!

Harry raised his hand, instinctively releasing the seal.

There was a muffled snort from Snape.

In the field of vision, Harry took a deep breath, cold sweat falling from his forehead - this is the Dementor's thoughts? Not only current thoughts, but also past experiences?

"I didn't expect you to love Hogwarts so much." Snape waved his wand, "What do you remember the most?" ”

"Because you don't have a home, do you think it's your home?"

Harry was expressionless: "That's my home. ”

"It's a good idea to stop me from casting spells with your little wandless trick." Snape scoffed, "But if the Dark Lord wants to influence your brain, can you still play a little trick on yourself?" ”

"Next, try using only your brain."

"Don't have any emotions, throw away all thoughts, and restrain yourself - dementoring!"

Memories swaying in front of your eyes.

Photographs found in Potter's mansion - Lily and Jaime holding their newborn selves with a bright face; Their wedding ceremony, in front of a lake, kissed hotly......

Almost an entire album is almost finished.

Harry shook his head before he broke free.

Snape clenched his wand, his knuckles turned white and his face darkened, "It seems that it is very difficult for you to use your brain, it has taken so long for you to do it." ”

"Actually, it's about the same time as just now." Harry gasped.

Snape gritted his teeth: "Come again!" ”

Until curfew, both were exhausted and out of breath.

"Good." Snape glanced at the time, "You should be glad you have a good mother, you have a normal brain, and the progress is not bad, maybe I can get rid of your stupid face sooner." ”

"Next Thursday, keep practicing."

Harry nodded, walked out of the office, and after reaching the auditorium, he stepped towards the first-floor lawn.