Retirement from Hogwarts

"Signed photos? Are you sending signed photos, Potter?" Draco Malfoy's loud and snarky voice echoed in the courtyard. Even though he had lost his memory, he was still as annoying as ever.He stopped behind Colin, flanked by his two bulky, menacing best friends: Crabbe and Goyle.At Hogwarts, these two men always followed him around like bodyguards.

"Everyone, line up!" Malfoy shouted to the crowd, "Harry Potter is giving away signed photos!"

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

"It seems that you still haven't learned enough lessons from yesterday's events, Malfoy."

"A lesson? I think it's you who should be taught a lesson, Jack."

"Is this really the case?" Jack pulled a sarcastic smile from the corner of his mouth, stood up and looked down at Malfoy who was standing at the foot of the steps. "You'd better send a message home and ask, noble Mr. Malfoy!"

After Jack finished speaking, he didn't wait for Malfoy to reply.He pulled Hermione towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Jack and Hermione chose a seat in the last row of the classroom and sat down. Other students walked into the classroom chatting.After a while, Harry followed Lockhart in.At this time, the entire classroom was basically full.Harry and Neville had no choice but to choose a seat in the front row and sit down.

"Hermione, did you see that? I bet Harry could fry an egg on his face."

Hermione rolled her eyes at Jack and didn't answer.

After the class was seated, Lockhart cleared his throat loudly to silence everyone.He reached for Neville's crystal plate and held it in his hand, showing the photo of himself winking on the cover of the electronic version of "Walking with Trolls."

"I," he pointed to his photo and winked, "Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, honorary member of the League Against Dark Arts, five-time winner of the Wizarding Weekly Most Charming Smile Award ——But I don’t talk about that, I don’t drive away all the female ghosts by smiling!”

He waited for everyone to laugh, and a few smiled faintly.

"I see you've all bought electronic copies of my complete set of works - that's great. I thought we'd do a little test today. Don't be afraid - just to see how well you read and how much you understand."

After handing out the papers, he returned to the podium and said: "I'll give you three 10 minutes. Now - start!"

"What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition? Where did he come up with these fake questions?" Jack kept complaining as he looked at the questions on the test paper.However, he still wrote the correct answers to all the questions accurately.

"Tsk tsk - almost no one remembers that I like lilac the most. I mentioned it in "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman". A few students want to read "A Weekend with the Werewolf" carefully - I mentioned it in "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman". Chapter 12 of the book clearly states that my ideal birthday gift would be for all magical and non-magical people to live in harmony, but I wouldn’t refuse a large bottle of Ogden Aged Fire Whiskey!”

He winked mischievously at them again.Neville and Harry were looking at him with distrustful expressions. Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas in front were shaking with laughter, but Hermione and Jack were exchanging their latest magic under the table. Research experience Lockhart suddenly mentioned their names, startling them.

"But Miss Hermione Granger and Mr. Jack know that my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil and sell my own line of hair lotion." He turned her paper over, "One hundred points! Hermione Granger Where are Miss Jay and Mr. Jack?"

jack and hermione

He raised a hand nonchalantly. "Excellent!" Lockhart didn't feel embarrassed at all by Jack and Hermione's cold reactions, and still smiled and said, "Excellent! Twenty points to Ravenclaw! Now, back to the subject." He bent down and said A large cage covered with a cloth was pulled out from behind the podium and placed on the table.

"Now - beware! It is my job to teach you to defend yourself against the most evil things known to the wizarding world! You will face the most terrifying things in this classroom. But remember, as long as I am here, you will not No harm will come to you. All I ask is that you remain calm."

Jack raised his head and glanced at the cage on the table, curling his lips in disdain.Harry and Neville, who were sitting in the front row, shrank back involuntarily.

"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.

"Yes," he said theatrically, "a freshly caught Cornish elf."

"Tsk tsk, Malfoy's fellow countryman. I really don't know what Malfoy would think when he saw Lockhart treating his fellow countryman like this." Jack looked at the Cornish elf in the cage and muttered maliciously. "They are very angry now. I hope Lockhart can clean up the situation by then."

"They may also be cunning little saboteurs like the devil! Once they leave this cage, each of you will face great danger." Lockhart tried hard to exaggerate the terrifying atmosphere, trying to use this method To exaggerate his greatness in saving everyone from the hands of these elves.

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," Lockhart said loudly, "I'll show you how to deal with them!" He opened the cage door.

Now everything is in disarray.The elves were flying around like rockets.Two of them lifted Neville up by his ears.Several others rushed out of the window and scattered broken glass in the back row of the classroom.The rest wreaked havoc in the classroom, worse than a rampaging rhinoceros.They grabbed ink bottles and threw them at the class, tore books and papers into pieces, tore off pictures on the walls, turned over trash cans, and threw students' bags and crystal plates through broken windows. go out.After a few minutes, half the class was hiding under the tables and Neville was swinging from the chandelier.

"Come, round them up, round them up, they are just little elves," cried Lockhart.He rolled up his sleeves, waved his wand and shouted: "Peschipixipestenomi!"

To no avail, an elf grabbed Lockhart's wand and threw it out of the window as well.Lockhart gasped, ducked under the lectern table, and was nearly knocked over by Neville, as the chandelier gave way and fell in almost the same second.

The bell rang and everyone rushed out desperately.In the relative silence that followed, Lockhart straightened up and saw Harry, Neville, Jack and Hermione who had already walked to the door, and said: "Ah, I ask you four to catch the rest and put them in a cage." ." After saying that, he walked towards the door of his office, trying to get out of the classroom ahead of them.

Just when he was about to touch the classroom door, a blue halo swept across the entire classroom.Except for the four Jacks and the door, everything swept by the halo was quickly covered by a layer of blue frost.

Jack waved his wand and directed the elves lying dead on the ground to fly into the cage Lockhart had prepared before and locked the cage door.

After that, no one paid attention to Lockhart, who was frozen in place, and they pushed the door open and left the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.