Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

After lunch, they took a nap for a while before heading to Transfiguration, one of the hardest classes taught by McGonagall in every sense. Today, she asked the students to turn a beetle into a button. Crabbe and Goyle acted like two Muggles. Faced with the agile beetle, they were too clumsy to hold their wands.

As for Pansy, there are still a few feet left around the button she made, and she is running around on the table. Most of the students are not doing well. All leaked from the brain, Professor McGonagall's expression was serious, and only when she passed by Malfoy's table did her tightly frowning brows slowly relax, and the buttons he conjured were exquisite and beautiful. There was no sign of the beetle at all.

Ten points for Slythering. Professor McGonagall said approvingly.

Seriously, I really don't know what's the use of learning this, Pansy complained to Malfoy in the hallway after class. Although I don't really like Muggles, sometimes it's good to use their stuff. No one really puts a beetle on a button like a button, right? Just buy it when you need it.

Malfoy frowned, not knowing how to change her mind. Nobody knew what would happen in the future. Even he himself had changed so much history, and perhaps the future development he knew well would become unrecognizable. Maybe anyone can participate in the battle, and now every bit of basic composition is very important for ordinary students.

Pancy, Malfoy called solemnly, and was about to instill a bit of the right idea in her, when he was interrupted.

Today's dark magic class actually wants us to take Gryffindor together. Pansy took out a piece of paper and glanced at it. Come on, I don't want to sit with that group of people, maybe we should choose a good seat? As he said, he dragged him to the classroom of Defense Against the Dark Arts, without giving him a chance to speak.

Malfoy could only be dragged away helplessly by her.

When I got to the classroom, the class had not started yet, but the classroom was almost full, almost all of them were girls. The rest of the talents came in slowly before the bell rang. The seats were clearly divided, with Gryffindor on one side and Slater on the other. Lin Zhan was on the other side.

When the class was seated, Lockhart cleared his throat loudly to quiet them all. He reaches for Neville Longbottom's Walking with the Trolls in his hand, showing the winking photo of himself on the cover.

I, he said, also blinking, pointing to his picture, Gildrow Lockhart, 3rd Class of the Order of Merlin, Honorary Member of the League Against the Dark Arts, five-time Witcher Weekly Award for Most Charming Smile - But I don't talk about that, I didn't exorcise Wan Lun's female ghost with a smile!

He waited for everyone to laugh, and a few smiled faintly, and Malfoy looked at him with a playful smile.

Then he sent everyone a paper with questions all about his personal preferences, such as:

1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?

2. What are Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambitions?

3. What do you think is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date? And so on, three full pages.

A waste of life, Malfoy whispered. After only writing a sentence on the test paper, he began to think about his own business, such as how to make Pansy fall in love with studying, or who was the prisoner who took the little black book.

Ron and Harry seemed a little confused. They knew almost nothing about this teacher. They only knew that he was a little bit fond of showing off. Seeing Hermione's pen flying like a fly, they could only mention their quills, but this one. It seems to be very important, and it is impossible to put it down. This is almost the case for most male compatriots. They scratched their heads, unable to start, Harry even felt that he would rather do the test on potions now, after all, except for Snape,

He didn't actually hate Potions too much either, at least those answers could be found in books.

Half an hour later, Lockhart took the test papers and turned them over in front of the class.

Tsk tsk - almost no one remembers my favorite lilac color. I mentioned it in 'A Year with the XC Snowman'. He commented on everyone's test papers. The male students were bored, while the female students were all engrossed. Listen, and suddenly Lockhart mentions Hermione's name, startling her.

..but Miss Hermione Granger knew that my secret ambition was to rid the world of evil, and to sell my own line of conditioners—good girl! In fact— he turned her roll over, a Percent! Where's Miss Hermione Granger?

Hermione raised a trembling hand. Excellent! said Lockhart, smiling, very good! Points for Gryffindor!

Well. Lockhart continued to flip down the test paper, and suddenly his brows were furrowed, as if he saw a blank paper. But his brows quickly stretched again, and he laughed heartily: Twenty points for Slythering, Mr. Draco's answer is too perfect, but this is a secret between me and him, I can't tell you what he wrote, Lockhart said with a big smile, and winked in the direction of Malfoy's seat.

Hermione, who was immersed in joy just now, couldn't help but be in a trance when she heard this familiar name. She looked in Malfoy's direction, but found that he seemed to be in a daze.

Why can't I always find a chance to ask him clearly? She thought of something that happened before. She asked herself that, but she also knew that it wasn't because she didn't have the chance, but because she didn't dare. The great joy seems to have been diluted a lot.

Now, let's get down to business... Lockhart bent down and took out a large, cloth-covered cage from behind the podium and placed it on the table.

Now - beware! My mission is to teach you to defend against the most evil things the wizarding world has ever known! You will face the most horrific things in this classroom. But remember, as long as I am here, you will not Any harm will be done. I just ask you to remain calm.

Harry involuntarily stuck his head out from behind a pile of books to get a good look at the cage. Lockhart put a hand on the hood, Neville in the first row shrank back, and Pansy moved a few steps toward Malfoy's seat.

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

The whole class held their breath, except Malfoy. Then Lockhart lifted the hood.

Yes, he said playfully. The Cornish elf just caught.

A male student couldn't help but let out a sneer, and even Lockhart couldn't have thought it was a scream of horror.

Seriously! said Lockhart, shaking his finger at him angrily. They're also devilish little spoilers!

Malfoy looked at the little elves in the cage. They were livid, about eight inches tall, with small pointed faces and very piercing voices, like many budgerigars arguing. As soon as the hood was removed, they started chattering, jumping up and down, shaking the cages, and making all kinds of weird faces at the people nearby.

Okay, said Lockhart loudly, see what you do with them! He opened the cage door.

This is messed up. Pixies fly around like rockets. Two of them grabbed Neville by the ears and lifted him up. A few others rushed out of the window, and smashed glass all over the back of the classroom. The rest wreak havoc in the classroom more than a rhino on a rampage. They grabbed ink bottles and splashed them at the class, ripped books and papers to shreds, ripped off pictures from the walls, flipped waste bins upside down, threw school bags and textbooks out of broken windows, and some Climb onto the girls' heads and start pulling their hair.

It's all petrified! Malfoy stopped a few elves rushing towards him, helped Pansy out of the siege, and then watched the play.

Come on, get 'em, get 'em, they're just little fairies... Lockhart called. He rolled up his sleeves, waved his wand and shouted, Pesch Pixie Pestnomie!

To no avail, an elf grabbed Lockhart's wand and threw it out the window, too. Lockhart gasped and slipped under the podium table, nearly being smashed by Neville because the chandelier fell out of force in almost the same second.

Can this kind of strength be our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher? Pansy asked suspiciously. The same expression was written all over the faces of almost all the students. They were also full of doubts. The teachers could not do anything about the problems that the students could barely solve, which made them doubtful.

Maybe his wand is broken, Hermione explained to him. Like Ron's, she added, you've all read his books - think about the amazing things he's done..

Some classmates agreed with Hermione's statement, and the strange color on his face gradually disappeared, but Ron still muttered: It's just that he said he did it.

After a while, the students had all the pixies back in their cages, even if it was laborious.

It seems that your practice is very effective. I don't know when, Lockhart got out from under the table and put on his signature smile, as if nothing happened just now.

Malfoy could only cast a contemptuous look at him.

Well, let me see. Every time I catch a elf, I can give their academy five points. Please come and register. Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was a little subtle, Lockhart began to change the topic. Obviously he succeeded, almost all the students forgot about his ugliness just now and scrambled to get points.

That's okay? Malfoy stared, he had never seen such a brazen person.

After a while, the bell finally rang, and a farce ended.

What did you write on the paper just now? I saw that you didn't write a few words at all. Pansy asked Malfoy immediately after leaving the classroom. She was one of the few girls who were not interested in this teacher, but This didn't stop her curiosity.

Touting can't be eaten. Malfoy shrugged and went on, I just wrote on it: My mother accidentally put a big bottle of Ogden Aged Heat Whiskey in my luggage before school started, you know, not yet. Adults can't drink, so I want you to help me deal with it.

Open bribery? Pansy stared at him with wide eyes.

No, it's just the student's affection for the teacher. Malfoy glanced at Lockhart and said sarcastically.

Lockhart's morality is really hard to compliment.

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