Hogwarts trainer

The next day, the sound of rain continued outside Hogwarts Castle, and Thorin and the other two were preparing to attend the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Passing by the corridor, I noticed that Harry, Ron, and Hermione were standing and chatting not far away. Harry was with a little boy who was probably in the first grade. When he got closer, the sound of their conversation reached the ears of the three of them.

"Hello, Harry. My—my name is Colin Creevey," he said breathlessly, taking a timid step forward. "I'm in Gryffindor too. Can I take a picture of you?" He raised the camera expectantly.

"Photography?" Harry asked blankly. "This way I can prove that I saw you." Colin said eagerly, taking a few steps forward. "I know everything about you. Everyone tells me. How did you escape the mysterious man's murderous hands?" How did he disappear and so on, you still have a lightning-shaped scar on your forehead." His eyes searched Harry's hairline, "A boy in my dormitory said that if I used the correct developing potion, the picture in the photo would be People can move." Colin took a deep breath and trembled slightly with excitement, "It's really interesting here, isn't it? I never knew about the strange things I would do until I received the letter from Hogwarts. It's magic. My dad is a milkman and he can't believe it either. So I'm going to take a bunch of pictures and send them to him. If only I could have a picture of you..." He looked at Harry pleadingly, "Maybe I can Stand next to you and ask your friend to help you click? Then, can you sign a name?"

"Signed photos? You're giving away signed photos, Potter?" Draco's loud, snarky voice echoed down the corridor, "Everyone, line up!"

Draco started shouting to the crowd, "Harry Potter is sending out signed photos!"

"I didn't." Harry clenched his fists angrily, "Shut up, Malfoy."

"You're jealous," Colin said sharply.

"Jealous?" Draco smiled incredulously, "Jealous for what? I don't want to have an ugly scar on my head, thank you. I don't think having your head cut open makes you that special. I don't believe it!" "

"Go ahead and eat the slugs, Malfoy," said Ron angrily.

"Careful, Weasley," Draco sneered. "Don't get into any more trouble, or your mother will have to come and take you back." He put on a high-pitched voice. "If you don't follow the rules..." A group of students watching nearby laughed loudly. "Weasley wants a signed photo, Potter." Malfoy smiled proudly, "It's worth more than his house."

Seeing Ron pull out the wand that was fixed with layers of tape, "What? The timid Weasley dares to pull out the wand and fight like a man? It's really interesting, oh! This is your grandfather's heirloom, right?" Draco The sneer in his pupils completely hurt Ron.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Gilderoy 6? 1 Lockhart suddenly strode towards them, his green robes flowing behind him.

Harry wanted to open his mouth to explain, but Lockhart put an arm around his shoulder and said loudly: "We meet again, Harry!" Harry was sandwiched next to Lockhart, his face flushed with humiliation.He saw Malfoy retreating triumphantly into the crowd.

"Come, Mr. Creevey," Lockhart greeted Creevey with a smile. "It's a perfect deal for a double photo. The two of us will sign it for you." Colin picked up the camera awkwardly.

Draco turned around to leave and found his cousin Frodo and Thorinbourne standing together, enjoying the love between him and Harry.

"Hello, cousin, Mr. Salvador, Mr. Rosen." Draco stepped forward and greeted the three of them one by one in a gentle manner, without any of the aggressive aura he had just now.

"Hahaha, okay, Draco, the future is bright!" Thorin laughed and patted Draco on the shoulder, then glanced at Frodo.

In an instant, Draco's face was as red as a freshly ripe apple, but in an instant Draco's flattery was like the water of a great river, endless and rolling, disgusting and shameless, even Fro Sometimes I blush.But Draco remained unobtrusive, concentrating on boasting and applauding.

"Okay, Draco, that's it, it's time for class." Frodo stopped his stupid brother.

"Draco, in the wizarding world, there is never any fighting, only human kindness." Thorin said to Draco seriously.

Thorin understood that it was just because Draco was afraid of his own power and would not flatter himself with low-level flattery. He was not a pure-blood noble.Only the two bad friends who hung out together had a consistent attitude towards him, and their natural snobbery did not apply to one of their own, which made Thorin quite emotional.After all, over the years, in addition to being classmates, these two people have also taken up the word "friends".

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, there is a portrait of Gilderoy 6 Lockhart that is more than two meters tall and drawn at a one-to-one ratio. He shows his most beautiful smile in the painting. .

This class of Gilderoy's Defense Against the Dark Arts was taught by Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw together. After the little badgers and eaglets sat down, Lockhart cleared his throat loudly to silence everyone.He reached for a copy of "Walking with Trolls" and held it in his hand, showing the photo of himself winking on the cover.

"I," he pointed to his photo and blinked, "Gilderoy 6 Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, honorary member of the Alliance Against Dark Arts, five-time winner of Wizarding Weekly The award for the most charming smile, but I don’t talk about that, I don’t rely on my smile to drive away all the female ghosts!”

Although Gilderoy 6?1 Lockhart is a bit uneducated, it must be said that he is a successful liar and has deceived many, many female fans.Especially some senior female students, their eyes are almost full of tears!Of course, the female students in the lower grades are not much better, including Hermione, who has also become a fan of Gilderoy Lockhart, and is simply addicted.

Gilderoy 6?1 Lockhart came down from the second floor, "Of course, I won't publicize those achievements, I will teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts!" Gilderoy 6?1 Lockhart stood On the podium, I glanced around at the little wizards.

"I know that everyone has bought my complete set of books. Thank you very much. In order to judge the students' Defense Against the Dark Arts level, I decided to give you a test first." Gilderoy 6?1 Loha He took out a large stack of test papers and distributed them to every little wizard.

Frodo sat next to Thorin. He picked up the test paper and complained in a low voice, "What are these questions? Every question has something to do with him. How shameless!"

Ben nodded in agreement, "Hell, who cares what color he likes and what his ideals have to do with us? Will knowing these improve our theoretical knowledge or dueling skills?"

In this absurd test, how could Thorin, who had painstakingly studied Nick's request for Thorin to study alchemy books at the beginning of the school year, spend his energy reading a liar's book.Naturally, Thorin handed in the blank paper.

Mainly because the questions on the test paper are too weird...

For example:

Gilderoy.What is Lockhart's dream?

Gilderoy.How many times has Lockhart won the Wizarding Weekly Award for Most Charming Smile?

Gilderoy.What's Lockhart's favorite color?

Gilderoy.How many travel novels did Lockhart write?

……

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, almost no one remembers that I like lilac the most. I mentioned it in "A Year with the Snowman of Xizang". Some students want to read it carefully. I clearly stated it in Chapter 12 of the book My ideal birthday gift would be a large bottle of Ogden Aged Fire Whiskey!”

In the end, a Ravenclaw girl got the highest score, adding 5 points to Ravenclaw.

Gilderoy 6 1 Lockhart saw that he was admired by most of the young wizards. He coughed, "Now, be careful! My mission is to teach you to resist the most evil thing known to the wizarding world! You are here You will face the most terrifying things in the classroom. But remember, as long as I am here, you will not be harmed. All I ask is that you remain calm." Gilderoy bent down and took out a hooded hand from behind the podium. A large cloth cage was placed on the table.

Frodo involuntarily poked his head out from behind a pile of books to get a better look at the cage.The smile on Ben's face had long since disappeared, and he began to calculate how many lovely Galleons he had lost by buying this unreliable professor's book. Thorin could not wait to witness the famous scene known as the shame of the Hogwarts professor.

"I must ask you not to scream," said Lockhart in a low voice, "that would irritate them!"

The class held their breaths, and Lockhart lifted the hood.

"That's right," he said theatrically, "a freshly caught Cornish elf."

Frodo couldn't help but sneered, "That's it?"

"What? Mr. Baggins," Lockhart said to Frodo with a smile.

"Well, they're not, they're not very dangerous, are they!" Frodo tried not to laugh.

"Don't be so sure!" Lockhart said angrily, pointing at Frodo, "They could also be cunning little saboteurs like card devils!"

These little elves were livid, about eight inches tall, with small pointed faces and very shrill and shrill voices, as if they were many budgies quarreling.As soon as the cover was removed, they began to chirp, jump up and down, shake the cage bars, and make all kinds of weird faces at the people nearby.

"Well," shouted Lockhart, "let's see how you deal with them!" He opened the cage door.Suddenly dozens of Cornish elves flew out and started causing mischief.

"Okay!" Frodo looked at the Cornish elves flying in the sky with an expression of impatient disgust. He took out his wand and shouted, "Shatter to pieces!"

A Cornish elf was immediately hit by Frodo and turned into blood mist in the air.