Today's auditorium was exceptionally dark, with thick dark clouds rolling on the ceiling, and from time to time a lilac glow came through the inside of the dark clouds, with a dull rumbling sound, as if it really seemed to come from above.

The dueling table was still the same gilded pompous appearance, and there was a kind of seductive glow under the flickering candlelight.

It's just that the stage is empty.

Ron snorted through his nose and whispered:

"Is the 'peacock' afraid of being embarrassed and afraid to come?"

Hermione's little ears, which were covered by shaggy hair, suddenly moved, and she turned her head suddenly, and the flicking hair gave Malfoy a hard 'slap'.

The little witch said in a serious tone:

"Ron, we undoubtedly had a lot of misconceptions about the professor before, even if his magic ability is weak, but the study of theory can also become a master.

Just like Bathilda Basshat, although she does not have a dazzling record, no one will question her status as a master. ”

Ron slowly turned his head to look at Harry, raising an eyebrow:

"Dude, Baba what?"

Harry was equally dazed.

"Bathilda Basshat, author of The History of Magic, the greatest historian of the century, is our textbook." Malfoy rubbed his cheek and stared at Hermione's hair.

It seemed that he wondered more than who Bathilda Bassat was why the force of a hair shake was comparable to a slap.

Zhang Xiao watched with a smile, absolutely not interjecting, and told the 12-year-old star-chasing girl that her idol would collapse sooner or later, and she would do this if her brain was broken.

At this moment, the thousands of candles floating in the sky suddenly went out, and the little wizards immediately stopped talking, and many of them reflexively raised their wands.

The shouts of 'fluorescent flickering' continued continuously, and the auditorium was immediately densely lit up with soft points of light like stars.

A deep male voice suddenly echoed in the auditorium:

"Ladies and gentlemen, Gilderoy Lockhart, third class medalist of the Order of Merlin, honorary member of the League Against the Dark Arts, and five-time winner of Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile!"

The beam of light lit up in the center of the stage, and Lockhart stood in the center of the pillar of light, holding out his hands in a hug gesture, and the little witches screamed like crazy, their cheeks flushed, and they danced their wands wildly.

Zhang Xiao pinched her chin, why did this scene feel a little familiar?

Lockhart looked at the scene with satisfaction, which was far more enthusiastic than before, Muggles still created a lot of good things, not like Tom said, they were all a bunch of garbage, at least the things called movies and concerts gave him a lot of inspiration.

He thought so, but the movement in his hand was not slow at all, he drew his wand and made a big floating wave, and the candle above his head flickered rhythmically like a marquee, and the little witch became more and more crazy.

He even followed the flickering of the candle without a teacher, and waved the wand in his hand rhythmically.

It wasn't until the candles stopped flickering and the whole hall was filled with light once again that this unique opening was over, and at this time the little witches were already fully in shape, and many Muggle-born little witches had watched the concert and were unconsciously brought in at this moment.

Shouted: "Lockhart, I love you!" ”

Zhang Xiao pursed his lips, he saw that many little witches had just sent love letters to themselves on Christmas a few days ago.

Tsk - woman!

Hermione secretly glanced at a few friends around her, forcibly suppressed the urge to shout, and secretly retracted her hand into her robe.

Lockhart still had his trademark smile on his face, but his outfit once again caught the eyes of the little witches.

His body management is quite good, after all, he is an idol writer.

The double-placket vest that is very in line with Muggle fashion is layered with a solid color shirt, the pants are very slim, and the long cowhide boots make his whole person full of a mature and stable but energetic feeling.

He didn't wear the flashy wizard's robes he used to wear.

It's a pure black cloak like a big mantle.

All in all, very stylish.

The little witches had their hands on their chests, and their eyes were about to turn into starry eyes.

On the other hand, the boys, clenched their fists, stared at Lockhart with indignation, their lips twitching rapidly, and if they had chanted the incantation so fast, Professor Flitwick would have screamed out with joy.

Not far away, Percy's head bobbed back and forth between his girlfriend and Lockhart, as Penelope was clearly completely attracted to Lockhart.

Lockhart took two steps forward, and changed his way of speaking from his previous pompousness, but saluted everyone gracefully, and laughed at himself:

"I'm very sorry, I made a bad impression on everyone in the last dueling club, and it was my mistake, but there are always two sides to the coin, and misfortune always goes hand in hand.

The last defeat was a big setback, but he also woke me up! ”

Lockhart gave full play to his creative ability, and spent a full ten minutes to tell you that he was an excellent Ravenclaw graduate, with ideals and dreams, determined to bring you more authoritative and reliable content on the defense of the dark arts.

How invested I was, forgetting to sleep and eat (I also promoted a new book in the middle).

A certain tabby cat hidden in a hidden corner rolled her eyes humanely - if she remembered correctly, all the professors were relieved when Lockhart graduated, and if it weren't for who the professors were, they would have even wanted to have a drinking party to celebrate.

The white eyes of the tabby cat certainly didn't stop Lockhart's speech:

He went on to talk about his accomplishments and immediately accepted the invitation to bring the latest theories to the young wizard (and promoted a new book) after the 'horrifying' attack on the school.

He resolutely founded the Duel Club, wanting to give the little wizards more self-protection ability.

But because he was so devoted to creation, he gradually neglected his actual level of magic.

I thought I was still the one who had just left school and was at the peak of my spell level, so much so that I made a big fool of myself, but I learned from the pain.

He – Gilderoy Lockhart – has woken up and is back to the top after two months of tireless work!

The bored dean leaning on the door was playing with his fingers curling his hair, but the corners of the mouth of an anonymous dean who were frowning and rubbing his fingers were stiffly pulled upward.

A contemptuous smile appeared in the shadows.

Peak? If there is a pinnacle of shame, you are indeed the pinnacle of Hogwarts in its 1,000-year history.

I hadn't graduated when you were in third grade! Spend all your money to buy Valentine's Day cards to send to yourself, pretending to be sought after by the girls in the school?

Ha, you think you're my 'unsuccessful' student who has a little secret and even his memory is protected, and he is really good?

The little witch who listened to this smelly and long speech to the boys was in tears, and many of them had already covered their mouths to prevent themselves from crying, and their bursts of applause even interrupted Lockhart's speech many times.

Zhang Xiao also covered her mouth, her eyes were filled with tears, and she was smiling.

To be honest, Lockhart's rhetoric reminded him of the usual routines of many stars in his previous life.

Lockhart himself was very satisfied, he had only one thought in his heart, Tom - a talent!

He only made some inconspicuous 'small suggestions', and wrote only a few dozen pages of 'meagrely', and then formulated an overall image change plan.

From the style of dressing, to the expression, the way of speaking, and even the content of the class, it is very detailed, and even the spell he provided that is said to have been found in the ruins is very useful!

Thinking of this, Lockhart couldn't help but feel a little sorry, from all aspects, Tom was also a decent person during his lifetime, definitely a personable gentleman.

If he was standing in front of him, Lockhart would even want to pat Tom on the shoulder to encourage him.

Tom, you're not inferior to me!

In the midst of the boys' gnashing of teeth, Lockhart finally finished his mental journey and began to get into today's topic:

"First of all, I regret to inform you that my teaching assistants, Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick, were unable to participate in this teaching activity due to work and personal reasons."

Flitwick and Snape not coming? Zhang Xiao almost planned to go directly, so it was better to go painting and relax if she had this time.

I'm here for the two professors, after all, the last time I fought against Professor Flitwick was just to measure my strength, and I have a good idea in my heart.

This time, Zhang Xiao originally planned to take a good look at how the two professors taught the duel as a bystander, after all, the bystanders were clear, and the authorities were confused.

A different perspective might reveal something different.

After thinking about it, Zhang Xiao still resisted the urge to leave, and first saw what else Lockhart could do.

Lockhart pinched the ends of his wand with both hands across his chest, and the smile on his face was still faint and mysterious, the result of several days of practicing in front of the mirror.

Changing habits was painful, especially with that hearty smile he had maintained for years.

But in the face of the limelight, what is this pain?

Tom's handwriting came to mind again: "Sir Lockhart, if you want to attract the attention of others, you must maintain a sense of mystery, and you must not let others easily see through you."

Your smile was charming, but it was a hearty and approachable smile, and I suggest you change the way you smile.

For example, only one side of the mouth is pulled upward, and the other side is not moved, so that you will have more mystery.

And in terms of duels - you are brilliant and talented, but after all, you have been wasted for 10 years, even with the small help I provide.

It's still difficult to catch up with Flitwick and Snape in a short period of time, so I suggest - you don't have to choose a professor as an assistant. ”

Lockhart glanced around the little wizard below and said loudly:

"I need someone to come up and be my dueling assistant to do a duel drill first, which student is willing? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for dueling assistants to feel the excitement of the battle up close. ”

The scene was quiet for a while, and the little witches were eager to try, but they were afraid of losing face in front of the worshipping professor, so they hesitated.

There are still many people's eyes drifting to Zhang Xiao's side, after all, his performance in the last dueling club was too amazing, and even directly shattered the confidence of many little wizards.

If you have to choose one to go up, Zhang is of course the best choice.

Faced with this gaze, Zhang Xiao calmly pulled Malfoy and Harry over, hiding himself behind them, and showing his attitude.

At this moment, a tall and thin figure jumped onto the dueling ring.

Percy clutched his wand and stared at Lockhart, the expression—how to put it.

Zhang Xiao even felt that Percy was not so angry when she found out that her prefect badge had become a 'stupid' a few days ago.

Penelope whispered anxiously from below, "Percy?!"

What are you doing? Come down! Gildelow is not good at dueling, you will hurt him! ”

Lucky. Gildero? You used to call Lockhart!!

Percy's expression became more and more sad and angry, even his ears were red, and the knuckles of his wand were a little pale, I want to humiliate you fiercely, Lockhart!!!

Lockhart wondered why the Gryffindor prefect looked so angry, and didn't think much about it.

Instead, he took off his cloak, and didn't throw it out as fancy as the last time, and just put it in the crook of his arm.

Percy's ears were redder, and he felt more angry at his humiliation in addition to his girlfriend.

Judging by Lockhart's performance last time, even an excellent student in the fourth or fifth grade could take him down.

And he, Percy Weasley, was the best student in sixth grade!

Zhang Xiao watched the two people on the dueling table bow and salute, and there was a strange sense of disobedience in his heart, he always felt that Lockhart's performance today was a little abnormal, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

At this moment, the surrounding little wizards were completely divided into two factions, and the boys waved their fists and cheered for Percy loudly.

The little witch glared at the boys next to her and cheered for Lockhart with their high-pitched voices.

The moment the step arrived, Percy quickly turned, and a silent disarming spell was cast.

But the result surprised him, only to see Lockhart turn lightly, and the crimson spell flew across his chest.

Zhang Xiao's eyebrows raised, and her expression became much more focused, is this a coincidence?

Lockhart nodded approvingly, still with a faint smile:

"Beautiful Silent Spell, Mr. Weasley!"

Percy was obviously taken aback, but he didn't have time to think about it at this time, and the spell shook a few times, and after a false shot, he suddenly pressed down in a rather deceptive upward movement, and another spell was thrown out.

Many people immediately 'ah' out, because this kind of tactic everyone has only seen not long ago, and it is the same routine that Zhang Xiao and Flitwick used when they fought against each other.

But Lockhart's performance once again surprised everyone, he waved away an annoying fly, and easily picked off Percy's spell with a beautiful pose.

It's not just Zhang Xiao now.

In the shadows, Snape had lowered his hand, his eyes were fixed on the stage with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The tabby cat in the corner also sat up straight, its round eyes looked very focused, its expression was serious, and even its two triangular ears were shaking slightly.

Feeling the incredulous and adoring gazes of everyone, Lockhart only felt a sense of comfort and happiness that he had never felt before.

Not enough, it's not enough!

I want more!

One day, I will replace Dumbledore and become the next legend in the wizarding world!

In Lockhart's office, a diary wrapped in a purple cover suddenly became windless, turning the pages with a clatter, and a black gas rose from the diary and sucked it back quickly.

Tom felt his strength regain little by little, and finally showed his first heartfelt smile since he was picked up by Lockhart.

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

Today the fever has subsided, but I still have pain all over my body. T-T

(End of chapter)