Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

"What time is it now?" Hermione asked drowsily.

"Well... I'm still three minutes late for Professor McGonagall's class." Sisley took out a pocket watch and said quietly.

For a moment, Hermione, who was still confused, was like an arrow. She quickly got out of bed, put on her shoes, and pulled Sisley crazy to run downstairs.

"Hey! Don't pull!" Sisley gradually found the rhythm, bent down to put on his shoes while running, and the next moment he grabbed Hermione's wrist tightly, and pulled Hermione to run quickly towards the classroom. go.

"Professor McGonagall!" The panting Sisler pulled the pale Hermione into the classroom and greeted Professor McGonagall.

Ring ring ring! ! !

"You're lucky. If you come here one second later, you will be late. Go back to your place." Professor McGonagall waved her hand and paid no attention to the two of them.

After class, Harry and Ron quickly gathered around Sisley and Hermione and asked with serious faces: "What did you two do yesterday? You two disappeared and didn't come back all night. It's very suspicious." Harry asked sullenly like a Slytherin.

Sisley raised his eyebrows and said helplessly: "Practice magic, you know, Hermione asked me to give him extra lessons because she was dissatisfied with Lockhart's sea lessons."

"Then it's not like I won't be back all night." Ron said with a suspicious look on his face.

"I've been practicing too hard," Hermione murmured softly.

"Well, I'm so selfless." Sisley raised his eyebrows in agreement.

"..."

"..."

Sisley looked at the expressions on Harry and Ron's faces like you are slowly making up lies and we are listening quietly, and he sighed helplessly, he really didn't lie.

"Hermione? The next class is Lockhart's. Do you want me to take a day off?" At this time, Lavender, who was not far away, greeted Hermione in a low voice and asked.

"Lockhart's... forget it, just think of it as earning some house points." Hermione thought for a moment and finally shook her head and said.

"How's it going? You haven't taken his class yet, do you want to give it a try?" Hermione said and winked at Sisley.

"It's okay to have a look. Didn't you say that he just performs stage plays in class? It's just for fun." Sisley nodded.

With that said, Sisley and Harry Ron walked towards the classroom, while Hermione and Lavender went back to the dormitory.

Lockhart's classroom was very busy. Sisley looked around at the little wizards. Except for a few love-minded little wizards who didn't look very smart and were concentrating on reading Lockhart's novels, the rest of the little wizards were doing something. Regarding his own affairs, he showed no respect for Lockhart at all.

Hermione was unexpectedly late for this class, and what was even more surprising was that Lockhart came later than Hermione and Lavender. Sisley and Ron chatted for a while before smelling a strong fragrance.

Lockhart, who was dressed like a peacock and had a bright smile like a sunny and cheerful boy, walked in. At the same time, he was chattering about how he was late because he was helping a certain professor.

Including but not limited to explaining advanced transfiguration to Professor McGonagall, pointing out Snape's mistake in brewing potions, helping to comfort Hagrid when he was hated by magical animals, and showing Sisley one by one. It was Dumbledore who was at school, otherwise Snape would definitely rush over and cut Lockhart into sheep and scorpions with the Shadowless Blade.

"Okay, without further ado, let's learn today's lesson. First, Harry, come on stage." Lockhart said with his bright smiling voice.

Harry looked like he wanted to die and walked onto the stage as if he was heading to the execution ground.

"Let's choose our next classmate...Miss Granger?" Lockhart said.

Upon seeing this, Hermione quickly waved her hand to refuse, and Lockhart curled his lips vaguely, put on a smile again, and began to look around at the young wizards in the classroom.

"Oh, who did I see? Mr. Thorne! I wonder if you are interested..." Before Lockhart could finish speaking, Sisley couldn't help but interrupted: "Sorry, not interested."

Lockhart was so stunned by Sisley that he couldn't speak, and looked at Ron with some embarrassment.

And with Hermione and Sisley demonstrating in front of them, Ron of course refused wildly, leaving only Harry with wide eyes on the podium.

"You didn't say you could refuse such a thing." Harry shouted at Sisley and the others behind Lockhart.

The three of them shrugged in unison, with a very clear meaning: "Do you still need to tell me about this kind of thing?"

In the end, Lockhart couldn't stand this weird embarrassment and decided to complete a beautiful [stand-up comedy] with Harry.

That's right, Lockhart was the only one chattering in the whole scene, and poor Harry was so disrespectful that he didn't even give a compliment this time.

after class...

"How's it going? This is Lockhart's class." Hermione said helplessly.

"Don't you guys take time off from this kind of class? It's more nutritious than taking this kind of class to battle wits with Filch in the middle of the night, right?" Sisley sighed and said.

"Forget it, just like you said, just treat it as a history of magic." Harry looked like he had just been fished out of the water, and his whole body was filled with a sense of brokenness.

"This is not as good as the History of Magic. At least Professor Binsi really has that knowledge reserve, and Lockhart...hehehe." Sisley couldn't help laughing at the end.

"Eh... What I'm most afraid of every day is Defense class, so why not let me take Snape's Potions class." Harry curled his lips and complained.

The four of them walked outside the castle.

After seeing the Quidditch pitch not far away, Harry didn't know when he suddenly came back to life, because the Hufflepuff team was practicing on the Quidditch pitch at this time.

"Shall we go take a look? Besides, the sunshine at noon is quite comfortable." Harry said.

Sisley nodded but still said: "Will the Hufflepuff team agree? We will see their tactics."

Ron waved his hand and said, "Don't worry at all. Hufflepuff never pays much attention to winning or losing. They really play Quidditch just to play Quidditch, not to win."

Sisley raised his eyebrows and said, "Huh? This college is really good."

"Yes, and the wizards of Hufflepuff are also a group of very good people." At this time, a warm and pleasant voice sounded from behind Sisley.

Several people looked behind and saw a Hufflepuff wizard with a well-proportioned figure and handsome appearance who made people feel comfortable and said with a smile.

"Hello?" Sisley waved his hand as a greeting, and waited until the wizard walked away before Sisley asked in a low voice: "Who is that Hufflepuff wizard?"

"He is the Seeker of the Hufflepuff team. His name is Cedric Diggory. He is a very nice person." Harry said as he pulled a few people and ran towards the Quidditch pitch.