Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

Harry, who had promised Hermione not long ago that his instinct told him that this year would be very interesting, now felt a little regretful.

Although the Sorting Hat's new song was quite good, and Ginny came to Gryffindor smoothly, the appearance of that man made Harry instantly lose his high spirits in enjoying the food.

"I thought he was bragging at first, but I didn't expect he was actually here."

Harry forked a piece of fried fish listlessly and stuffed it into his mouth, speaking vaguely. For some reason, he couldn't help but start to have a headache when he saw Gilderoy Lockhart's iconic smirk.

"Actually, Professor Lockhart is very powerful. Harry, haven't you read the textbook?"

"I've read everything except Defense Against the Dark Arts. To be honest, it's hard for me to understand the idea of ​​using a book I wrote as a teaching material. And it's seven books at a time. Don't you think this is excessive?"

"It seems a little bit..." Hermione nodded, but she had a different view on Lockhart, "Actually, you should read his book. My favorite is the book "And "Vampires Traveling in the Same Boat".

"I never thought that there are so many wonderful things in the magical world that I haven't seen. Lockhart's footsteps have traveled through snow-capped mountains and plateaus, and crossed oceans and rivers. No matter what kind of crisis he faced during the journey, he It can be solved skillfully..."

"This is really...so handsome!"

Looking at Hermione, whose eyes were shining with admiration, Harry covered his forehead helplessly. Just like this, he probably couldn't listen to what he said.

Although Harry had a momentary change in his view of Lockhart, and the only adventure was the life he longed for, but vaguely, Harry always felt that there was something fishy in it.

"who cares."

Harry began to concentrate on his work and put these problems behind him. Instead of worrying about these things, he might as well keep his energy up and wait until tomorrow when he is free to meet Rollo or Hagrid.

He wanted to see if Atlana had grown up a little now, and also wanted to see if Hagrid's baby Norbert, the Norwegian crested dragon, could carry him flying.

On the long table of Slytherin not far away, Draco was vividly telling Rollo the story of his brave fight against the old forces during the holidays.

"...Although I don't expect my father to change his mind in a short time, I believe that sooner or later, he will discover what is the glory of Slytherin that people can be proud of."

"So the important task of restoring the glory of the Malfoy family is entrusted to you?"

Rollo, who was listening to the story with his chin in his hand, quite liked this feeling. It was only when he was with peers like Draco that he remembered the fact that he was only 12 years old.

"Maybe this will have to wait until after I graduate." Draco nodded with a hint of longing in his eyes, "But Rollo, why do you look so tired?"

"One thing is that the high-intensity experiments left me with little sleep. I got a little heady during the holidays. Although I know this thing can't be rushed, my body always gets involuntarily."

"Maybe you need to relax, and you need inspiration for your research. If you are too tired, good ideas will not appear."

"You're right, so I plan to relax this year. For example, I can take a simple and relaxing course to clear my mind, such as astronomy and Defense Against the Dark Arts. I can also study the dismounted man's magic."

"But this new teacher..." Rollo frowned slightly, "Didn't Professor Dumbledore say that he would find me a reliable person for the second year?"

"Rollo, do you know him too?" Draco said in surprise, "I thought you never cared about such trivial things."

"I'm a little impressed, but it doesn't matter. The first class tomorrow afternoon will be his. Then we'll know if this guy is interesting."

"I'm leaving first, Draco." Rollo stood up and said goodbye to Draco and walked towards the door, "See you tomorrow."

The cabin in the forest was waving to him. Maybe the fire in the common room was warm, but no matter how bright the fire was, it was still not as comfortable as a bed that had been warmed in advance.

"Oh, I remember." Rollo patted his head, "Lockhart turned himself into an idiot in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, the Basilisk..."

Rollo licked the corner of his mouth, "Another good research material."

"Let's try it. I don't know how strong and powerful the new species cultivated from basilisks can be."

After adding a new note to his memo, Rollo fell into a deep sleep.

Wait until the next day.

There was only one section on History of Magic in the morning, so Rollo naturally chose to stay in the laboratory and continue his pleasant communication with Scabbers. It has to be said that with an Animagus volunteer, Rollo was still There are a lot of research gains.

For example, the ordinary animal form transformed by Animagus generates an extra organ, which is located on the other side of the chest symmetrical to the heart. After transforming into an ordinary creature, magic power cannot be used, and this organ becomes the gathering point of magic power.

Rollo believed that the key to unlocking the Animagus's transformation technique existed in this invisible magical mass of light, and he only had to continue researching until it revealed its secrets.

After a brief lunch, Rollo hurried towards the castle. He walked into the classroom at the right time, and when he opened the door, he was greeted with a cheer of surprise.

"Look, look!"