A friendly day at Hogwarts

The first class of the third year is Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Glenn, who had known for a long time that he was a loser, had no expectations at all, but other students, especially girls, didn't think so.

Including Marietta, Lockhart's support group gathered at the entrance of the classroom on the third floor early, carrying heavy books.

By the time Glenn and Autumn arrived on time, all the front seats had been taken.

The classroom has been carefully taken care of by Lockhart, and there are many portraits of himself hanging on the walls, smiling 360 degrees without any blind spots.

"In two years, this is the first time I've seen them take such an active role in learning."

Glenn picked a seat at the end of the row, pouted at the Gryffindor girls who had grabbed the front row, and whispered to Qiu who was sitting next to him.

Qiu smiled and secretly pointed to the middle of the first row: "Look at McLaggen, he seems to be a die-hard fan of Professor Lockhart too!"

Glenn glanced in the direction she pointed. Cormac McLagan had a hairstyle similar to Lockhart's and was sitting upright, with seven of Lockhart's works neatly stacked at hand.

Ever since Lockhart walked in, his eyes had been fixed on him and he couldn't bear to leave for a second.

"Given his ostentatious character, there seems to be no problem in using someone like Lockhart as an idol to imitate." Glenn complained in a low voice with a look of disgust on his face.

Lockhart, wearing a turquoise robe, walked to the podium gracefully and showed his trademark smile, revealing eight shining teeth.

He raised his hand like a conductor of a symphony orchestra and pressed it down slightly, causing the little wizards to fall silent.

“In a class so welcoming, I’m sure you’ve all known me for a long time.”

He walked gracefully to the wall and stood under a bust of himself.

"But out of courtesy, I still feel the need to briefly introduce myself in the first class of the semester."

The little girls in the support group screamed and cheered again, shouting his name loudly.

Lockhart nodded with satisfaction and pointed to the portrait.

"I, Gilderoy Lockhart, a recipient of the Order of Merlin, Third Class, an honorary member of the Defense League against Dark Arts, and the five-time winner of Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile."

He paused and repeated that smile that he thought was charming for an unknown number of times.

"Although I don't like to talk about it, I have to admit that this is the most satisfying honor for me personally."

McLaggen looked at him longingly, his eyes full of envy.

Glenn imagined him, wearing that eight-tooth smile, and felt his stomach churn.

Lockhart glanced around the classroom and saw his complete set of works stacked on everyone's desk, and then said: "Since you have all purchased my complete set of works, let's do this first today. Quiz."

"Don't worry, it's just a simple quiz. It doesn't count for your grade in the first year. It's just to see if you have a good understanding...I mean, if you have prepared well before class."

As he spoke, he returned to the desk, picked up the test papers that he had prepared long ago, and distributed them.

There were quite a few questions, and except for a few answers mentioned in the original book, Glenn didn't know the rest.

Just as he was hesitating whether to leave random answers to several other questions, a slender finger gently poked his shoulder.

Glenn turned his head in surprise and saw Qiu with a slightly red face, pointing to the test paper on which he had not written a word, with a pleading look on his face.

"These questions are so outrageous..." she said aggrievedly, "Who would pay attention to his favorite color and secret ambition when reading a book..."

"You know, for Lockhart's loyal fans, these are the most basic questions!" Glenn handed over his answer and said with a smile.

Qiu looked at his mostly empty test paper, copied down all the answers he could, and asked casually: "Although you only answered a few questions, how did you know that he likes Ogden aged fire whiskey? "

Glenn shrugged and made up a reason casually: "You know, there will be many little wizards in the wand shop, and these questions are all based on what they said."

Half an hour came quickly, Lockhart put the test papers on time, and both Qiu and Glenn had cleared most of the questions.

"I have to say, this result makes me a little bit regretful."

Lockhart spent ten minutes correcting the test paper, then raised his head.

"It's a pity that no one got full marks. It seems that you didn't study hard enough."

"Ugh..."

There was a sigh of grievance in the classroom.

"However, I found the answer papers of two students very interesting. Although they almost turned in blank papers, their low-key ideas were probably not hidden from my eyes."

He smiled again and said in a relaxed tone,

"Mr. Ollivander, Miss Zhang, congratulations, you each won 5 points for Ravenclaw!"

Glenn:? ? ?

Autumn:? ? ?

"I didn't expect you guys to be so secretive!" Marietta quickly turned around and sighed in a low voice.

Glenn and Qiu looked at each other, reading the confusion in each other's eyes.

"Why!" McLaggen suddenly stood up and shouted unconvinced, "Didn't they almost get nothing?"

"Don't get excited, Mr. McLaggen." Lockhart patted his shoulder with a smile, "Although you gave a good answer, it's a pity that you remembered my favorite color, lilac, as violet. "

"Merlin's beard!" McLaggen slapped his forehead with a slumped look on his face, "But they are not as good as me!"

"That's right! No matter how bad we are, we are still better than being called Bai Juan!" His words ignited the anger of the support team, and they all expressed their dissatisfaction.

Lockhart smiled mysteriously and showed Glenn and Qiu's answers.

"I have to admit that this set of questions is a bit difficult. There are a few questions that require you to read my work very carefully before you can answer them."

He looked at the fans who were still a little angry and continued.

"In fact, these questions also had the highest error rate. Almost no one remembered my favorite color, ideal birthday gift, and secret ambition..."

When the support team heard these three questions, their momentum became a little weaker.

"However, although Ollivander and Miss Zhang left all other questions blank, they gave very standard answers to these questions."

He winked and gave a thumbs up to Glenn and Autumn in the last row.

"If I guessed correctly, they must have read my book from beginning to end seriously, so they didn't even bother to answer those simple questions!"