Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

One of the two Aurors who was seriously injured and hospitalized was slightly injured, and the other was still not awake, but it was not life-threatening, which made Lockhart relieved, and he served as a patrol supervisor for the exam as usual.

It's almost June, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the girls are wearing cool clothes. Lockhart is standing at the entrance of the examination room, feeling that the girls are still very seductive.

"Professor Trelawney, the exam has finally allowed you to condescend from the tower to come down between us. Is it to clear the fog for the candidates to point out the future!" Lockhart said with a smile.

"Hello, Professor Lockhart." Trelawney was a particularly emaciated witch. Her thin body was covered with large chains of necklaces and shawls. Her round glasses that were bigger than her face made her look like a giant dragonfly. : "I just want to... be responsible to my students."

"Very well, Professor Trelawney, how have you been teaching this semester?" Lockhart asked casually. "How are the students doing."

"I... this semester is not going well!" Trelawney suddenly said angrily, "It's okay for that old toad in Umbridge to bully me, even a centaurus dares to question my prophecy and teaching level! "

"Uh, is that so..." Lockhart watched "that centaur" coming from not far away, he had pale blond hair, amazingly blue eyes, and the body of a horse: "Professor Firenze, you it is good."

"Hello, Professor Lockhart." Firenze greeted Lockhart politely. "Good morning, Professor Trelawney. I'm not questioning your ability to predict, but you shouldn't be teaching students in class. Those silly superstitions."

"Superstition?" Trelawney's voice trembled with anger. "That is the crystallization of human wisdom, a magical prophecy!"

"Insignificant events, trivial human accidents," Firenze said, his hooves tom on the slate floor, "these things are as insignificant as ants crawling around in the vast universe. Might be predicted?"

Seeing this, Lockhart quickly smoothed things out: "Two professors, today is the children's exam, I don't think everyone should argue about which method of prophecy is orthodox. Each prophecy is different and has its own existence. The meaning is the crystallization of a racial civilization, and an accurate prediction is a good prediction, isn't it?"

"You're pretty pertinent, Professor Lockhart." Firenze let out a sigh of relief, "I think so too."

"Humph!" Trelawney snorted disapprovingly, and stopped talking.

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"Stop it, Potter!" Snape's angry voice came from there, and Lockhart and the two divination professors looked over there and saw Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy arguing. Harry had even pulled out his wand, and Snape ran in a fit of rage to stop them.

Lockhart certainly knew what was going on, yesterday he knocked out Lucius Malfoy in the Prophecy Chamber, leading to his arrest and jail time along with two other Death Eaters. ——This time, he was really arrested, under the watch of the striker department. The newspapers said the Aurors had captured the Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic had word that Harry and his classmates had knocked them down, and it was Lockhart who had led to Lucius' arrest. .

"I'm figuring out what spell to use on Malfoy, sir," Harry said angrily to Snape, who glared at Harry.

"What's the matter, Harry, Draco?" Lockhart asked, stepping over. "Put your wand away now!"

Lockhart's words were useful when Harry's temper was fine, and he immediately put away his wand obediently.

"Thirty points from Gryffindor!" Snape smiled contemptuously, looking at the huge hourglass on the wall. "Ah, I found Gryffindor's hourglass with the fewest gems, Potter."

"It was Malfoy who challenged me first!" Harry said angrily.

"But I saw your wand pointed at Malfoy, Potter," said Snape with disgust.

"You're always talking nonsense and showing no respect to your classmates, just like your father."

"You are not allowed to speak of my father!"

"Shut up, Harry, show respect to the professor!" Lockhart ordered.

Professor McGonagall also came over.

"What happened," said Professor McGonagall, looking up at the hourglass on the wall, and said without hesitation, "I think, for the heroic performance of Potter and his companions, Potter, Granger, Weasley, Brother and sister and Longbottom and Finnigan should each get twenty points each. What do you think, Severus."

"What? Oh, well, I think that makes sense." Snape had never been temperamental in front of McGonagall.

"What?" Neville and Seamus in the crowd were inexplicable, but fortunately Ron held them down, "We will also add points to the two of us?"

"Okay, Potter, Malfoy, I think your divination professor wants you to enter the exam room immediately," Professor McGonagall continued, gesturing in the direction of Trelawney and Firenze.

Harry didn't need her to repeat it again, and walked obediently straight to the exam room, while Draco Malfoy walked past several professors with red eyes and followed the other students to the exam room. Although Draco always had conflicts with the Salvation Trio, he was always respectful and submissive to Lockhart. When he passed by Lockhart, Lockhart softened and comforted him: "Draco, your father will It's alright, I promise."

"Thank you, Professor Lockhart." Draco almost burst into tears, glanced gratefully at him, and entered the examination room.

Lockhart watched the crowd disperse, stepped aside, took out his notes, and began planning his summer vacation. He didn't just want to travel to China once. Regardless of his "past life" or his present life, he believed that China was an ancient and magical country, and he would definitely find more ways to destroy Horcruxes here.

"Cough!" Hagrid cleared his throat gruffly and sat down beside Lockhart, blocking the light.

"Hi! Hagrid, how's it going?" Lockhart asked, closing his notebook.

"The protection of magical creatures class is over, so I'll be waiting for the summer vacation." Hagrid patted his belly and said with satisfaction, "Gidro, you've helped me a lot this semester, and now Gubo can almost speak. Two sentences of English."

"That's really good news, I really can't believe I'm teaching English to a giant, but maybe I can put this in a book, it's a pretty interesting story, isn't it?"

"Whatever you want, are the children inside taking divination tests?" Hagrid asked.

"Yes, there is one more door, you can wait for the holiday." Lockhart replied happily, "I'm going on a trip this summer, how about you?"

"Oh, that's good, but I'll stop thinking about it, the things I raise can't be separated from me, and Gubo..." Hagrid hesitated, "I'm just here to see you, it's fine if you're not injured, I Go back to accompany Gubo."

"Okay, say hello to him for me."