Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 48
On Saturday morning, the young wizards were noisy early in the morning, all crowding around the windows in the common room and the corridor.

"Look, in just one night, the whole of Hogwarts was covered in snow!" the first-year freshmen shouted excitedly.

While the professor wasn't paying attention, a brave little wizard took the lead in drawing two big hearts with his magic wand in the white snow in the courtyard.

At the same time, a series of closely connected short sentences, like Cupid's arrows, are tightly connecting the two hearts together.

That short sentence reads——

"True love never changes, dear Karina."

Holding her face in one hand, Hermione said enviously, "This witch named Karina is so lucky. She has such a romantic boyfriend."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a complaint from behind, "Look, whose masterpiece is this? He really knows how to do it. It would be great if he could help me make one for Aviana."

Beside Hermione, Ron wiped his snot with a tissue and muttered, "I say, guys, this guy should have written that sentence as - true love never changes, dear Nana, so everyone can be used.”

"My God, you don't understand romance!" Hermione snorted softly, then turned and walked towards the cafeteria.

In the vast expanse of snow, the playful little wizards didn't even bother to eat breakfast, and they had a lot of trouble in the snow before class.

It wasn't until Filch came over with the tools for shoveling snow that everyone avoided them as if they had seen death.

"True love never changes, dear Karina? Oh, how ridiculous, how stupid." Filch held a snow shovel, looked at the pattern in the snow and sneered.

He was about to clean up the ridiculous pattern in front of him, but the movements of his hands suddenly stopped.

Looking around, seeing no one around, Filch suddenly shoveled a large sheet of snow from the side, covering Karina's name underneath.

Hesitating for a moment, Filch decided to surreptitiously use the handle of a broom to scratch out a new name.

However, as soon as he drew a few strokes, he was so frightened by the movement behind him that he almost jumped up on the spot.

"Ha! Look, how stupid, how ridiculous!" Filch shouted, making a mocking sound, waving the broom in his hand wildly, and panting, destroying the entire pattern.

"Good morning." Lockhart, who was wearing a moleskin coat, came over, and after a simple greeting, he smiled and passed Filch.

Looking at Lockhart's back, Filch recalled his act of preparing to engrave his name just now, and shook his head again and again, "Look, you're just a poor squib who can't use magic."

"Filch, you shouldn't be at Hogwarts." He laughed at himself for a while, and then froze in silence. "But it doesn't matter where you clean up?"

In the morning, the little wizards of the second grade were taking Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

However, everyone sitting in their seats lacked interest, as if they were suffering some kind of unbearable torture.

After a series of previous events, Lockhart's evaluation among the little wizards showed a cliff-like decline, enough to win the title of "Hogwarts' most unpopular professor in the past 20 years".

Looking at the Defense Against the Dark Arts class quiz that the other party just handed out, even Hermione frowned at this moment with a complicated expression.

Defense Against the Dark Arts class second grade first semester quiz ([-])
Short answer questions:
1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?
2. What was Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?
3. What do you consider Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?
……

54. When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday?What's his ideal birthday present?
"I bet Snape would score zero if he came, I said!" Ron muttered.

"Hermione, of the three of us, only you have read Lockhart's autobiography before, please." Harry sighed, at a loss for what to do with the problem before him.

At the same time, Lockhart was shuttling among the little wizards, constantly emphasizing how simple the topic was this time, and it was a great consideration for everyone's results.

"If you want to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts well, you should at least know something about the teacher."

While showing off his gorgeous mole fur robe, Lockhart said, "If you have any questions that you don't understand, you are welcome to order a complete set of autobiographical books from me."

Outside the classroom, Malfoy was tiptoeing through the windows in the stone wall, peering inside.

"As I expected, the semester is almost over, and Professor Lockhart still doesn't know how many students are in his class."

Malfoy muttered under his breath, feeling extremely grateful.

Because of yesterday's unexplained tiredness and sleepiness, he hadn't climbed into bed, and slept directly on the floor of the dormitory. If it wasn't for the help of his roommate, he might have caught a cold by now and had to lie on the bed in the infirmary.

"Oh my God, my head hurts so much. It seemed like I had a bad dream last night, but I can't remember it."

Hearing Professor Snape's voice from the end of the corridor, Malfoy couldn't help shivering.

He couldn't let the other person know that he overslept and made the same mistake as the red-haired Weasley.

It would disgrace the Malfoy family.

Hiding outside the oak door with a gap, Malfoy took out his wand and waved it in a low voice, "Out of the hole!"

The light flickered on the tip of the stick, and a long black snake suddenly fell from the midair of the classroom and hit the floor between the two desks heavily.

"Snake! There's a snake! Attack! It's an attack!"

Suddenly seeing the long black snake raising its head and spitting out letters, the little wizards who were worrying about the quiz immediately screamed.

There was a panic in the classroom, everyone quickly got up from their seats, and quickly dodged backwards, Malfoy sneered, and took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the crowd in the classroom.

"Don't move, everyone don't move!" Looking at the black long snake that suddenly appeared, Lockhart shouted while holding his wand.

"Let me do it!" Lockhart tentatively moved forward a few steps.

He raised his wand high and waved it at the black long snake threateningly, a gray light rushed out.

With a loud bang, the black long snake not only did not disappear, but jumped up two feet high.

Just when the little wizards thought that Lockhart was going to continue to attack, the latter turned around abruptly and rushed out of the classroom without looking back, "Be careful, I will ask other professors to come and help!"

Seeing Lockhart disappear in a flash, Ron, Hermione and the others all sighed in despair.

"Help--"

Suddenly, Justin, who was being stared at by the long black snake, said in a trembling voice.

The black long snake crawled towards the opponent, its fangs opened, as if it was about to pierce into his neck in the next second.

"Let me do it." Among the crowd, Malfoy squeezed to the front with his wand in hand.

He looked around, then triumphantly raised the wand in his hand, ready to let the long black snake dissipate into a plume of black smoke. At this time, the long black snake had already assumed an attacking posture towards Justin.

"Back off! Get away from him—"

suddenly.

A gloomy and hoarse voice came from the anxious Harry.

Then, a miracle happened.

The originally menacing black long snake, as if struck by lightning, collapsed on the floor in fear, and quickly crawled away from Justin.

But before Harry could hear Justin's thanks, Ron and Hermione grabbed his robe vigorously.

"Come on," Ron said anxiously in Harry's ear, "Get out of here—"

Forcibly facing everyone's terrified gazes, Ron and Hermione quickly led Harry out of the classroom and rushed into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.

"Harry, you shouldn't have done that just now!" Ron held the other person's shoulders and shook them vigorously, "You've exposed yourself, and now everyone knows you're a Parseltongue!"

"What's wrong with Parseltongue? I just saved Justin, did you see that? That snake listened to me very well." Harry was still a little excited.

Hermione walked up to Harry, "Harry! Think about it, is this a good thing? What will everyone think of you who can control a snake?"

The expression on Harry's face quickly stiffened, "But...but..."

"You don't know how weird you were when you used Parseltongue just now," Ron pursed his lips. "I dare say, buddy, now people think you are instigating that snake to attack Justin!"

After listening, Harry's eyes widened, his mouth opened but no sound came out.

(End of this chapter)