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Volume 4: A Different Scarlet Bullet Chapter 64: Lockhart¡¯s Class Method

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    Chapter 64: Lockhart's Class Method There is a legend that the Defense Against the Dark Arts course at Hogwarts is cursed. Every professor who becomes a professor of this course will not have good results, at most.  There will be an accident every year.  At first, no one believed this rumor, because the teacher who taught Defense Against the Dark Arts had always lived a stable life.  Until The return of Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, truly started the nightmare of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.  However, there are still some people who do not believe in evil every year, such as this year's Professor Gilderoy Lockhart.  Having graduated from Ravenclaw, he is supposed to be a erudite and talented scholar. In addition, he is also the recipient of the third-level Order of Merlin and an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts Alliance. It should be quite easy to become a professor at Hogwarts.  one thing.  But his "idiot" nature was fully exposed in the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class.  After the class was seated, Lockhart cleared his throat loudly to silence everyone.  He reached for Neville Longbottom's "Walking with Trolls" and held it in his hand, showing the photo of himself winking on the cover.  "Me!" He pointed at his photo and winked. "Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts Alliance, five-time winner of the Wizarding Weekly Most Charming Smile Award  ¡ª¡ªBut I don¡¯t talk about that, I don¡¯t drive away all the female ghosts by smiling!¡± He waited for everyone to laugh, and a few people smiled faintly.  "I see you've all bought my complete set - great. I thought we'd do a little quiz today. Don't be afraid - just to see how well you read and how much you understand." He finished.  He returned to the podium and said: "I'll give you thirty minutes. Now" "Oh no! Merlin, this is the first class!" "Professor, please be merciful, we still have nothing.  "Study!" "Oh my god, I haven't read a single page of the book yet." There was mourning all over the place, and the students were roaring madly, not only the stupid lion of Gryffindor, but also Slater.  Lin's little snakes all showed rare gloomy expressions.  The first lesson on the first day was issued. What is the rhythm?  Could it be that Mr. Lockhart actually graduated from the magic academy in the East called The Endless Sea?  "Oh, my God! Sephiroth, you must give me a copy of the answer later. Damn it, I haven't even read a single Defense Against the Dark Arts book this semester." Draco crossed his arms.  His head fell on the table. If he knew that there would be an exam in the first period, why would he have read it all night long? The problem is, who knew that such a damn situation would happen before.  This professor simply doesn¡¯t know how to behave. Isn¡¯t this going to kill all the students?  Which student would read all the books in this class before the first day of class, and not everyone is Hermione.  "Come on, do you think I just read it? I haven't even turned a page!" Sephiroth refused because he also had no interest in Lockhart's book at all.  "It's all over now, I'm so embarrassed this time." Draco wailed with his eyes blank.  "Don't worry, don't worry, students. It's okay. This is just a small test. It doesn't count for entry points. Even if you can't do it, it's not a big deal. Don't worry, don't worry!" Lockhart has been able to survive until now.  Naturally, he is not someone who doesn't know how to read the situation. One look at the serious expressions on the faces of all the students and he knew that few of them supported him. In this situation, if he was not given any way out, he would be ready to battle wits with the students this semester.  Be brave.  Lockhart is a good person. He was also a naughty and mischievous boy when he was a child. Professor Flitwick was deeply impressed by him. How could he do such a stupid thing.  "That's great!" As long as you don't care about the scores, it doesn't matter no matter how poorly you do in the exam.  The students who thought this way immediately cheered. Lockhart, the professor they met for the first time, finally left a good first impression in their hearts.  Della picked up the paper from the table, looked down at it, and said casually: "1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color? 2. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition? 3. What do you think?  What is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date? And so on, three pages of paper, the last question is: 54. When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday? What is his ideal birthday gift?"  "God, how can I possibly answer this kind of thing?" After reading the paper, the vast majority of the students unanimously responded.With a sudden movement, the pen he picked up trembled and was dropped again.  " If it is a test about Defense Against the Dark Arts, even if they have never learned it, how can they answer something after living in the wizarding world for so many years? The question is like this, even if they scratch their heads, they can't figure it out.  After struggling for a while, the vast majority of students made a move against their will, that is, they decided to write something casually on it. The new teacher couldn't hand in a blank paper in the first class.  Although deep down in their hearts they really wanted to throw such a funny paper directly on Lockhart's smiling face.  Half an hour later, Lockhart put the papers away and looked through them in front of the whole class.  Not only that, he actually read the content out without hesitation.  "Tsk tsk - almost no one remembers that I like lilac the most. I mentioned it in "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman". A few students want to read "A Weekend with the Werewolf" carefully - I mentioned it in "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman".  Chapter 12 of the book clearly states that my ideal birthday gift is for all magicians and non-magic people to live in harmony. " "But I will not refuse a large bottle of Ogden's old fire whiskey!" The depressed student's face was full of expressions.  Ashen, especially the Slytherin students, looked as if their parents were dead and wanted to strangle the idiot teacher above them.  "If he tells me in the end that he actually just wants to do a popularity survey, I swear I will give him two curses behind his back." Draco glared at Lockhart on the stage with a vicious look on his face,  It's a pity that the other person's face seems to be thicker than imagined. Even under such circumstances, he can completely ignore all eyes and immerse himself in his own world.  "Okay, Draco, look around at the people around you. I bet it's not just the two of us who want to kill him." Hearing this, Draco glanced around secretly and saw that most of the boys in Gryffindor were included.  They both looked like they were gnashing their teeth, while the girls had red eyes, which were completely two extremes.  It is simply a shameful play for everyone to actually read students¡¯ hobbies and ideals about themselves in class.  Just before the students below were about to lose their patience and explode, Lockhart finally used his ability to ignore words in time.  When Sephiroth saw Draco's hand under the table, he couldn't help but take out his wand, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed.  "Now - beware! It is my job to teach you to defend yourself against the most evil things known to the wizarding world! You will face the most terrifying things in this classroom. But remember, as long as I am here, you will not  No harm will come to you. I just ask you to stay calm." He bent down and took out a large cage covered with a cloth, put it on the table and raised a finger in front of his lips to signal everyone to keep quiet.  From the corner of his eye, Sephiroth saw that most of the students still showed all their timidity and leaned back slightly, but he couldn't help but stare curiously at the large cage covered with a cloth.  But the little wizards who came from pure-blood families all showed puzzled expressions. Even if they didn't start learning spells when they were young, they still had basic knowledge.  What kind of creature can be called the "most evil thing" that can be contained in such a crude cage?  "I must ask you not to scream," Lockhart said in a low voice. "That will piss them off!" The class held their breath as Lockhart lifted the hood.  "Not bad," he said theatrically, "the Cornish elf we just caught." "Pfft!" Draco couldn't hold it back and squirted out. Of course, he was definitely not the only one to do this in the classroom.  .  "Sephiroth, although you have told him that this professor is very 'interesting', I really didn't expect him to be so serious and funny." Draco whispered into Sephiroth's ear and laughed,  Judging from his stomach twitching, he was probably suffocating.  There was a burst of deep sneers in the classroom. The Slytherin students would not be frightened by this little thing.  In fact, they have seen this thing a lot.  A Cornish elf?  The most evil thing?  Haha, I am afraid that except for those little girls who are carried away by their admiration, even the little wizards of Muggle origin will not believe this kind of lie.  "Everyone, what's wrong?" Lockhart asked with a smile.  At this time, the scheming little snake will naturally not openly contradict the professor, but the reckless Gryffindor lion will not consider such a thing at all.  "Well, they're not, they're not very - dangerous, right?"  Gryffindor student Seamus Finnigan laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe.    "Don't be so sure!" said Lockhart, wagging his finger at him angrily. "They might as well be cunning little destroyers like little devils!" These little elves were iron-green, about eight inches tall, and had a small point.  His face and voice were very shrill and harsh, as if many budgies were quarreling.  As soon as the cover was removed, they began to chirp, jump up and down, shake the cage bars, and make all kinds of weird faces at the people nearby.  "Okay!" Lockhart said loudly, "Let's see how you deal with them!" Obviously, this reaction made Professor Lockhart a little angry, and he opened the cage door in anger.  The elves in the cage were free, and they would not miss such a good opportunity. In an instant, a swarm of bees rushed out.  Now everything is in disarray.  The elves were flying around like rockets, and two of them lifted Neville up by his ears.  Several others rushed out of the window and scattered broken glass in the back row of the classroom.  The rest wreaked havoc in the classroom, worse than a rampaging rhinoceros.  They grabbed ink bottles and threw them at the whole class, tore books and papers into pieces, tore off pictures on the walls, turned over waste bins, and threw schoolbags and textbooks out of broken windows.  It was a farce. After half a minute, almost all the students hid under the table, including Sephiroth.  During this period, Professor Lockhart seemed to have hoped to organize the students to fight back and capture all the elves back into the cage.  "It's a pity that before he could cast the spell, these lawless elves snatched his wand from his hand and threw it directly out of the window.  So, the helpless Professor Lockhart took a deep breath and used practical actions to teach the students what to do in this situation.  That is - squat under the table.  Although it is not that Sephiroth cannot deal with these elves, how can he have the nerve to interfere with the dignified recipient of the third-level badge of the Order of Merlin when he has defiled himself like this.  "It's so fake. A dignified adult wizard can't even deal with these elves. How is it possible? Any fourth-grade student would probably do much better than him. He was obviously the one who caught him before, but here he is  If you are prepared to have your wand taken away, you have to be a bit professional in your acting, okay? Don't make us all fools!" Sephiroth, squatting under the desk, complained angrily to Draco.
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