Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Draco scoffed at this.

"Didn't the Godfather and Dumbledore say that? All those experiences he was so proud of were fabricated. No wonder I felt numb all over when I saw Flourish and Blotts' big poster of his story."

Amanta was writing and drawing on a piece of parchment, reviewing some complicated potion ingredient configuration effects.

"Speaking of this, I'm actually quite curious about what the smile that has been voted the most charming smile award by Wizard Weekly five times actually looks like."

"Look at this! I have a picture of him!" Harry handed over a small piece of paper. "Cedric gave it to me."

"If you just look at the photos..."

Amanta hesitated.

In her opinion, Lockhart deserves to be able to charm a large number of young witches.

Even though it was just a small black-and-white photo cut from a newspaper, one could still see Lockhart's shining and charming smile, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

But the most important thing is his beautiful and fashionable dress, coupled with a carefully groomed hairstyle. He even wears light makeup - if you ignore what he does and only look at the photos, he is indeed young and handsome.

She was not as upset as Draco and Harry about Lockhart's arrival.

To be honest, although Lockhart is a fool, he is not as dangerous as Quirrell.

But Dumbledore seems to have no plans to destroy the Philosopher's Stone for the time being. As long as the Philosopher's Stone is still in the school, the danger will continue.

"Amanta, you don't think he's handsome, do you?"

Draco wrinkled his nose hard, looking as if he had swallowed a few slugs.

Harry also looked at her with anticipation and fear.

"..." Under the gazes of the two, she said with difficulty: "Is it actually okay?"

Harry and Draco's expressions suddenly fell.

Especially Draco, his eyes were full of disappointment.

"Amanta, I didn't expect you to like a idiot like Lockhart—"

Amanta shrugged.

"I don't like him. I'm just judging by his appearance. He's really okay. No wonder so many people are fascinated by him. But we already know what an ugly heart lies beneath his glamorous appearance..."

She crossed out several lengthy configuration steps written on the parchment and continued.

"Dumbledore is really looking for trouble by finding us a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts like this. Even though Quirrell is a Death Eater, he has traveled around the world and has some real skills."

After hearing her words, Harry began to sigh.

"God, taking Quirrell's class is already painful enough for me. Lockhart, to me, is just a guy who writes novels and brags about himself... He won't ask us to imitate him and write novels together, will he?"

Draco rested his chin on his hand and pouted.

"I'm just looking forward to getting up early tomorrow and having fun in Hogsmeade for the whole day."

"I almost forgot about it."

Amanta rolled up the parchment in her hand and put it into the Ring of Sages.

She shook her head to clear the knowledge from her mind and replaced it with the strategy plan for the attack on Hogsmeade village.

Harry was already getting excited at the mention of the subject.

"I heard it's awesome! That's great, I haven't seen a real wizard village yet."

He talked incessantly.

"Cedric said he was going there too, so he could take us around. He knew a candy store and a joke shop over there that were both really fun!"

"Harry, don't forget who took us there," Amanta reminded him.

She was now only worried about Snape taking them on a day of buying and selling potions ingredients and potions.

"Oh...if Snape allows it, I mean."

Harry was like a deflated ball.

……

The next morning, Snape, with a gloomy face and reluctance, took them to the Honeydukes candy store.

Then he told them in a harsh tone that he was about to make a very important transaction.

"Stay here until I come back."

Snape said this and strode out of this candy store which was completely different from his style of painting.

Amanta and the other two were left looking at each other.

"Did he say when he would be back?"

Harry asked.

"It's great that Snape can lead us out, Harry." Amanta sighed and picked up a colorfully wrapped candy from the shelf. "What is this?"

Hopefully Snape had finished his potion business and hadn't forgotten them here.

Mrs. Froome came over and enthusiastically sold them the product.

"This is our new milk candy. Would you like to try it? We offer free tasting."

"Fudge! What is that?" Harry's attention was immediately drawn. "Give me a piece. I want to try it."

“I’m not interested in desserts.”

Draco waved his hand and refused.

"Really?" Amanta peeled off the wrapper of a piece of marshmallow.

The soft and glutinous milk gummy candy melts in your mouth, and the strong milk flavor fills your entire mouth.

"But I remember your parents always sending you candy."

"..." Draco's ears turned red, "They always think I'm still a child."

"Liking candy has nothing to do with being a kid, right? Have one."

Amanta peeled off a piece of marshmallow and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Hmm - you..." Draco's eyes widened, and after a few seconds he turned his face away and chewed carefully, "...Well, it tastes not bad..."

"That's good."

Amanta curled her eyes.

Harry tasted a packet of Pepper Urchins and ran over to them in a panic, while the shop assistant covered her mouth and giggled.

"My nose and ears—something's a little weird, ah—"

As he spoke, flames suddenly burst out of his nose and ears.

The saleslady doubled over with laughter, and Harry was almost petrified: "My nose! I saw it spit fire? ... Oh my God."

"Sorry, this is what our Pepper Urchins look like." The salesgirl pointed at the remaining packaging bag in Harry's hand.

There was an exaggerated animated cartoon printed on the packaging bag. The man in the cartoon looked exactly like Harry just now, and there was an exploding slogan next to it: "For your friends, breathe fire out of your nose!"

Harry frowned and dropped the wrapper, picking up another Toad Mint.

"I need something to cool my stomach."

Amanta shook her head helplessly.

"Give me some of each," she said to the clerk.

She has not yet used the tuition money that Dean Ossena gave her. Although it is not much, it is enough to buy some candy.

"Okay, thank you very much for your patronage."

The clerk skillfully packed the candies one by one, and soon filled an extra-large package. She also packed a few slices of cake and put them in.

"Because you bought a lot, we will give you three extra new cakes."

Harry's eyes widened: "Amanta, you bought so much... can you finish it?"

Amanta shrugged.

"What are you thinking about? Of course there's your and Draco's share."