Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

As the saying goes, enemies are jealous of each other. The moment Lockhart entered the classroom and saw Travis, he recognized that Travis was the person who had discharged electricity on him that day, and he immediately took two steps back in fright.

Noticing Travis' playful gaze, Lohart composed himself, and the greasy smile returned to his face.

"I really didn't expect that the famous Mr. Clyde finally got rid of his habit of skipping classes, and the first class he took was my Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Lockhart stared at Travis, with an inexplicable sourness in his tone.

"Me? Famous? What's going on?" Travis asked Harry, who was next to him.

Travis asked himself that although he was not low-key, he should not be related to famous people. How could he become famous before he even started making waves in the magical world?

"Two possibilities. One is that the incident at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore that day was photographed by a reporter from the Daily Prophet and published in the newspaper. Lockhart may be referring to this, but it is unlikely."

"Another possibility is that you won the Order of Merlin, Level [-] a week ago...Lockhart also won the Order of Merlin, but it was only Level [-]. He didn't mention it less when school first started."

After Harry's explanation, Travis became even more confused.

Just as he was about to continue asking questions, Lockhart suddenly raised his voice when he saw that Travis had not answered for a long time and looked a little confused.

"But I must solemnly declare that no matter what achievements any of you sitting here have achieved, you must listen carefully in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"Because...Dark Magic Defense is by no means as simple as you think!"

Although Lockhart's speech skills are very good and his impassioned words are contagious, no students take it seriously at all, especially Travis and Harry.

"When did I receive the Second Class Order of Merlin? Why didn't I know?" Travis asked.

"Maybe Principal Dumbledore hasn't had time to inform you yet."

"Then why did I receive the Order of Merlin?"

"This is it."

Harry took out an elf ball from his pocket. This elf ball was given by Travis when Harry came to visit the prison, and was used to play Hedwig for Harry.

Last year, Travis bothered Hedwig to deliver the letter for him. This year, Travis didn't prepare an owl himself, so Travis gave Harry a Poké Ball, and it was a specially made one.

The Poké Ball given to Harry had a large space inside, and there was an oak tree inside. Travis even cut a hole in the tree before putting the oak tree in - anyway, there was no Sun Oak inside the Poké Ball. It is impossible to survive forever.

But the problem is that Travis only gave Harry the Poké Ball, not even Principal Dumbledore!

"Elf ball? Did you apply for it for me?"

Harry rolled his eyes immediately: "How can I do that... The newspaper said that you were jointly recommended by Principal Dumbledore and Mr. Nico Flamel."

"Oh, so it is."

Travis instantly realized that he had indeed given Nico Flamel a Poké Ball, but he didn't expect that he could earn a second-level Merlin Order with it.

"But what is this? Compensation for confinement for a month?"

Harry shrugged and said he didn't know.

Lockhart's smile froze completely as he watched Travis and Harry whispering incessantly...no, the volume was not whispering at all.

Forced to maintain a greasy smile, Lockhart clapped his hands vigorously to signal the students to look at him.

"Okay, okay, the small talk is over, let's officially start class."

"Today, I brought you a very scary magical creature! And your task today is to learn how to deal with them!"

Lockhart put on a serious face, but no student was moved by it at all.

It’s really heartbreaking for a teacher to do this—that’s weird!

"Travis Clyde!"

Lockhart suddenly called Travis's name, leaving Travis a bit unresponsive for a moment - no one had called him by his full name for a long time.

"How about you demonstrate it to everyone?"

"Don't worry, if you can't handle it, I will stop them and won't put you in danger."

Travis thought for a moment, nodded in agreement and took out his wand.

"So...are you ready? Start!"

Without waiting for Travis to answer, Lockhart suddenly lifted the black cloth on the cage and opened the cage door. At the same time, he squatted down as if trying to hide to the side.

"All fixed!"

As soon as the spell went on, the Cornish elf who had not had time to fly out of the cage was immediately immobilized and unable to move. Also immobilized was Professor Lockhart, who had a slightly weird posture.

"Oh ho~ I missed it~ I'm sorry, Professor Lockhart, I didn't expect you to be so weak."

Lockhart wanted to retort, but he was unable to move and could only remain bent over, with his butt pointed outward, as motionless as a statue.

Amomum villosum and pig heart!

"Hahahahahaha..."

"Can you finish class early?"

"Wow~ This pose is very difficult!"

"get out of class is over, get out of class is over!"

……

The classroom was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

However, Principal Dumbledore arrived soon after.

As Principal Dumbledore once said to Travis, as the principal of Hogwarts, very few things that happen in Hogwarts escape his eyes.

Looking at Lockhart and the Cornish elves who were destined to die, Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh.

Even if you don't know who did this in advance, you can still guess who is the culprit now that they are destined to die - such a powerful magic effect is not something ordinary little wizards can perform.

"I announce that get out of class is over and Travis will stay." Dumbledore said.

With a smile on his face and a good-luck look to Travis, Harry and Ron left the classroom happily, along with Hermione, who was even happier than Harry and Ron.

Travis didn't panic at all and even stretched.

The worst he could do was to be imprisoned for another month. Anyway, he was quite used to living there, so he could use it as a second dormitory.

"You come with me."

After all the students had left, Dumbledore spoke to Travis, and before leaving the classroom, he waved his wand and used the Unspell to dispel Travis's magic.

"You let the Cornish elves go too," Travis reminded.

"Professor Lockhart will..."

"Ahhh! Let me go! Let me go, you idiots!"

Hearing the sound coming from the classroom behind him, Dumbledore couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"Professor Lockhart will be beaten by the Cornish elves," Travis added.

Dumbledore turned back and glared at Travis, then continued to move forward, neither paying attention to Travis nor to someone who was gradually walking away for help.