The Druid Master of Hogwarts

By dinnertime, the farce in Defence Against the Dark Arts is well known.

Gilderoy Lockhart has also not appeared in the auditorium. I don't know if it is because he is afraid of being asked, or because his hand injury has not healed.

Students from all four colleges were talking about it.

Although Lockhart hated him before, most people still recognized his strength. After all, he has received double certification from the Ministry of Magic and the Defense Against the Dark Arts Association.

So after hearing that he was actually bitten by an elf, many people felt incredible.

"Maybe he was just being careless...he was just trying to show closeness wasn't he? And he didn't even pull out his wand."

Hermione analyzed it rigorously, not that she wanted to speak for Lockhart, but that after the Sorcerer's Stone incident last semester, she would think more subconsciously when she looked at the problem.

However, Ron, or most Gryffindors, didn't think so much, and they had already decided that Lockhart was a fisher of fame.

"Come on, Hermione," Ron said with a wave of disdain, "Lockhart is a liar. You can't think he's a good professor just because he praised you in class."

"I don't think he's a good professor!"

Hermione glared at Ron angrily, as if insulted.

"I'm just reminding you, don't jump to conclusions about someone, think about Quirrell and Snape last term!"

With that, she picked up her plate and ran to Fish.

"Hermione is right."

Compared with Ron, who had passed out early, Harry, who had experienced more behind the trapdoor last semester, listened.

He said to Ron, who was still muttering, "We can't take Lockhart so lightly that he's an ignorant guy . . . though he's really annoying."

"Okay alright..." Ron shrugged, he still insisted on his own opinion, and said in a frivolous tone: "Then I will look forward to the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class a little bit, and I hope Lockhart will be there. Te's hand is ready."

At the mention of this, even Harry couldn't help but smile on his face.

"should be no problem,

Madam Pomfrey's medical skills are very powerful, and..."

Harry teased: "Didn't Lockhart boast about his medical skills?"

Even if he agrees with Hermione's statement, Harry still thinks Lockhart is a liar, just like Ron.

Such disagreements are happening everywhere in the auditorium. There are many people who think Lockhart has a false name, and people who think Lockhart just missed a moment. So gradually, everyone began to look forward to Lockhart's next Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Come.

As long as there is another Defense Against the Dark Arts class without Fish, everyone should be able to figure out the true level of Lockhart.

But unfortunately, because Lockhart felt that the wound on his hand was degrading his demeanor, he refused to appear in front of others until the wound was fully healed.

And the elf's saliva seems to have some special ingredients. It is not difficult to heal, but it will take some time to completely remove the scar...

In fact, Madam Pomfrey didn't want to bother at all, and it wasn't a big deal, but Lockhart was a colleague anyway, so she had to hold his nose and give him a potion to remove the scar.

In the end, Lockhart was not very satisfied, because the medicine that Madam Pomfrey had prescribed had a strong smell, and it was a bit hot, and he was worried that it would hurt his skin.

When he had to make a new request, hoping to change the ointment that was more in line with his wishes, Madam Pomfrey, who finally couldn't bear it, slammed him out directly.

While Lockhart was waiting for the scar to disappear, the task of teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts had temporarily fallen to other professors.

To be precise, it is the head of the four deans.

In short, whichever dean's course does not conflict with that day's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, whichever dean will temporarily take the place of that course.

For a few days, students of different grades from different colleges experienced the Defense Against the Dark Arts classes of Professor Flitwick, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Sprout.

Coupled with the fact that Professor Snape, who temporarily took the Defense Against the Dark Arts class last semester, meant that everyone in the four deans' classes had experienced it all over the place.

Among them, the most widely acclaimed course is Professor Flitwick's temporary course.

Needless to say, Professor Snape's class, except for Slytherin, no college students will like it.

The courses of Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout are divided into different situations. The upper grades are full of praise, and the lower grades are not as good as Professor Flitwick...

But there is no way to do it. The lower grade Defense Against the Dark Arts class is mainly to let students know some dangerous creatures and curses. The old-fashioned Professor McGonagall and the well-behaved Professor Sprout basically follow the script.

But even so, it was better than Quirrell, who was stammering, and Lockhart, who was injured after only one lesson.

And Professor Flitwick's courses are much more flexible. As the professor of magic spells and the dean of Ravenclaw, he prefers to let students do a lot of practice, and naturally he is more popular with lower-level students.

"You said, who will give us a substitute class today?"

Soon, Harry and the others were about to usher in the second Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and everyone was discussing with great interest.

As for observing Lockhart's falsehood...is that important?

"I hope it's Professor Flitwick," Seamus said excitedly. "The first- and second-year students who have taken his class have rated it highly!"

"As long as it's not Snape."

Neville's request was not high, and Harry, who was beside him, nodded sympathetically.

"What are you talking about meow?" ω

Fish, who never paid attention to this, looked at Harry and the others who were having a heated discussion in confusion.

Dean explained it quickly to Fish, but Fish didn't seem very happy.

He's still waiting for Lockhart to tell him stories!

"Isn't Gilderoy here, meow? And maybe it's Minerva?"

∑(●ΦДΦ●)

So, wouldn't he not even be able to sleep?

That's too bad!

Just when everyone was full of anticipation and Fish was worried, the door to the classroom was slammed open, and a smiling Lockhart strode in, not to mention the scar on his bitten hand. Not even a single red mark is visible.

"Long time no see! My lovely students! I kept you waiting!"

The students below all let out an annoyed groan, and Seamus even slammed his brain on the table with a thud.

Only Fish clapped his hands excitedly.

"Professor Gilderoy! Today is a story, meow?!"

(●ω●)

Fish stared at Lockhart with burning eyes and asked expectantly.

"Aha!"

Lockhart flicked Fisch twice with his finger and said happily: "I even suspected that you used Legilimency on me... That's right! Let everyone follow the great Gilderoy Lockhart today. Together, enjoy his thrilling adventure!"

The students below looked bored and did not respond, and only Fei Xu was slapped with great enthusiasm.

Lockhart, who was encouraged by Fish, was even more excited. He first bowed in different directions under the stage like a stage actor, as if everyone else was applauding.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

After straightening up, Lockhart raised his voice again, pointed to Fish and said, "As a thank you, Fish will let you choose today's course. This is a special benefit! What do you want to hear?"

"Werewolf! Feixu wants to hear the story of a werewolf, meow!"

(●ΦωΦ●)

Fisher immediately responded that although he already understood that he was different from Minerva, he was still interested in humans who could transform into different animals.

"Ah, "Wandering with the Werewolf"!" Lockhart's performance was also extremely stable with the help of Feish. "This is probably the book I am most satisfied with."

In fact, as long as it is written by himself, he is most satisfied.

Harry and the others looked helplessly at the interaction between Lockhart and Fish, and wanted to remind him very much, but seeing the expectant look of the kitten, they couldn't bear to pierce his fantasy...

That's all, Feixu is happy.

In the end, everyone reluctantly listened to Lockhart's bragging with Fish.

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