Cardcaptor at Hogwarts

Ever since he fainted in class for the first time, Lockhart was a little hesitant to perform in class, and his image in the eyes of students had collapsed.

After all, he couldn't explain why he fainted in class. He couldn't say that he was frightened by the sight of the female ghost. If he hadn't boasted about it before, that small injury was nothing to him who had experienced many battles. It can be attributed to the sequelae of previous injuries...

In fact, Lockhart seriously suspected that he had been plotted, but he could not find any evidence, let alone ask anyone else for help directly.

He did tentatively ask his old dean, Professor Flitwick, how he should deal with a female ghost. However, Professor Flitwick knew very well what he wanted to do, and smiled and told him that he was experienced enough, and then Not wanting to listen to his next bragging, he left directly.

For the first time, Lockhart felt like he had shot himself in the foot.

"Students, let's go to this class together..."

Lockhart looked on

"Recite my works and feel how I fought against those evil creatures during the adventure."

"What's going on with this guy?"

Bernard had a question mark on his face, but no one around him could give him an answer. Adam, the only one who knew what happened, was controlling the shorthand quill to write on the body of the creation card.

"What are you waiting for?"

Looking at the puzzled and doubtful looks of his classmates, Lockhart smiled bravely and raised his hand:

"Don't you have a clue? Let me pick a paragraph for you..."

He casually picked up the first book from the desk of a Slytherin student in the first row and flipped through:

"How about starting the second chapter of "Wandering with Werewolves" from here?"

There was no way, no matter how outrageous Lockhart was, he was still a professor, so everyone could only pick up the book and flip to the place he said and start reading:

"It was in that forest, under the moonlight, that I saw that creature..."

"Stop! Stop! Wait a minute!"

Lockhart hurriedly raised his hand to stop the students' recitation.

As everyone stopped, the forest and moon disappeared before Lockhart's eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stop reading it! Uh, I mean...ahem! Well, the story just now was too scary. Let's change a chapter...How about Chapter 27?"

"..."

The students looked at each other for a while, then a Lockhart fan hesitantly said:

"But, Professor Lockhart, Chapter 27 is the end of the story. You and the werewolf have been separated..."

"Yes! That's right! But Miss Marcil, you have to know...feeling the beauty of life is a very important thing for you."

Lockhart nodded matter-of-factly.

"But you just said... you want us to feel how you fight against those evil creatures during your adventure."

"Um...did I say that?"

Lockhart smiled and tried to pass it off, but the classmates nodded honestly.

"Oh...then, okay then."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Eugene felt that Lockhart's smile looked like he was crying for a moment.

Lockhart moved a chair to sit behind the podium and smiled hard at everyone:

"Everyone, let's get started."

There was no way, he really didn't know how to take Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, and he couldn't just stop taking classes. Compared to actually participating in acting with monsters and monsters, Lockhart felt that it would be less scary to sit here and watch.

And maybe he wouldn't be able to see it if he closed his eyes?

Lockhart took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"It was in that forest, under the moonlight, that I saw that creature..."

The moment the students' voices rang out, Lockhart's eyelids jumped suddenly.

Anyway, the professor had his eyes closed. How could he, a professor who had just taught them a few classes, still be able to tell whether he had spoken?

With this thought, many people simply closed their mouths, but most of them still lip-synced silently to prevent Lockhart from suddenly opening his eyes.

"Professor Lockhart seems very engaged."

Hannah muttered as she was about to read the climax.

Ernie, who was sitting diagonally behind her, couldn't help but complain:

"Why do I feel like he's asleep?"

Adam, who was not worried about Lockhart opening his eyes at all, chuckled.

When everyone read the part about the werewolf's transformation under the full moon in Chapter 4, Lockhart had already fainted, but could Adam let him go so easily? So Lockhart is now continuing to love each other in his dream with the werewolf.

If he hadn't considered the national characteristics and feared that this guy would be happy, Adam would have planned to let the werewolf poke him in his sleep.

After class, Lockhart, who finally woke up from his nightmare, watched his classmates leave the classroom with a pale smile. After a while, he stood up from the still wet chair with trembling legs after a while.

"What did you do to Lockhart this time?"

They didn't know what happened in other classes, but in this class they saw Lockhart's abnormality with their own eyes. When they returned to the dormitory, everyone pulled Adam to the small sofa and surrounded him out of curiosity.

"How can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air! I read a lesson with the book in both hands and my voice full of emotion!"

Adam slapped his hand on the table and said plausibly.

"Yes, yes, we believe you."

Bernard nodded:

"Then guess what Lockhart went through in this class?"

"...My guess may not be accurate."

"It's okay, let's just listen to it as a story."

Cologne remembered that he still had a bag of unfinished butter melon seeds, so he quickly took them from the bedside and put them on the table. The five people each grabbed a handful.

Accompanied by the sound of "crack-crack-crack" of cracking melon seeds, Adam shared his "guess" with everyone, which immediately attracted a sigh.

"So what he wrote was not his experience."

Eugene looked suddenly enlightened, then frowned:

"Then how did he write so... vividly?"

Based on his knowledge reserve, some of the plots and especially the details in Lockhart's novels are consistent with reality, and it is difficult to know these things without personal experience.

He knew all this thanks to the fact that he had read the letters sent back by his parents over and over again since he was a child, so he would pay attention to those details.

"Maybe he heard it from someone else?"

Cologne guessed, but then he lost interest in those things and looked at Adam with shining eyes:

"Adam, Adam, what on earth did you show Lockhart that scared him like that? Let me see it?"

Bernard's eyes lit up, and then he turned to look at Adam.

"Are you... interested?"

Adam looked at everyone. Cologne and Bernard were obviously very interested, Usher was slightly interested, and Eugene was not interested at first, but after thinking about it, he decided to experience it together.

"Well, let's watch a horror movie together before dinner."

Draw the curtains, turn off the lights, and ask everyone to sit on the small sofa. Adam turned into five buckets of popcorn and put them on the round table, and then turned into five cups of Coke, then summoned the brand and took out the shorthand quill:

"Are you all ready?"

"Yeah, yeah!"

"Then... "Midnight Ring" is on~"