Hogwarts lazy snake

Under Lockhart's dazzling teeth and enthusiastic words, the little Slytherin snakes swarmed out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom like locusts in a plague of insects. Even Horn was no exception.

"This Lockhart is too crazy. I'm so scared of the days ahead." Draco ran beside Horn.

Horn thought about what was supposed to be a good lesson. At least it was about Lockhart being crazy narcissistic, and then he added the armor to protect himself, and that was it. But in the end, that idiot said he liked Lockhart's clothes and wanted to ask where he bought them.

Then Lockhart heard that the Slytherin wizard also liked it and wanted it, and Lockhart was in a good mood.

She even skipped classes and turned the Defense Against the Dark Arts class into a makeup class. And it wasn't just simple makeup, it was a weird competition.

Time goes back to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class half an hour ago.

A little wizard named Jamie next to Carlo looked at Lockhart slyly and said, "Professor, your clothes are really unique, as colorful as flowers. I have never seen such... special clothes."

He deliberately emphasized the word "special". Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was hinting at Lockhart's overly ostentatious attire.

However, Lockhart didn't understand the deep meaning of it at all. His eyes lit up with excitement and he said loudly, "Haha, you have good taste, young man! This dress of mine is a unique design. Since you like it so much, I have to reward you well."

As he said that, without saying anything else, he waved his wand and read to Jamie, "Haha, Lulu's medieval dress, now!"

In an instant, Jamie was wrapped in a gorgeous but strange medieval dress, which was full of exaggerated lace and sparkling gems, and looked very funny.

Seeing this, the other students couldn't help laughing.

Lockhart seemed to be greatly encouraged. He looked at the whole class with great interest and said loudly, "Since everyone has such good taste, let's have a fashion magic makeover today!"

Horn found that he was suddenly wearing a huge, furry pink onesie, which was covered with various colorful bows and shiny patches. It looked like a giant doll costume.

At the same time, a golden light flashed between the two horns of Horn, who looked like a viper inside the alchemical puppet.

This made Horn feel extremely embarrassed and weird. He frowned and looked at his classmates around him who were dressed in the same weird way, feeling helpless.

Is this class compulsory?

He tried to move his body, wanting to escape from this absurd scene, but strangely, his body had no urge to escape.

He had just told Draco, Carlotta and the others that they should leave here quickly. When he was questioning them, his mind was full of thoughts of escaping, but when it came time to act, his body seemed to have forgotten what Horn had just asked him, and he still had no intention of escaping.

"What on earth is going on?" Horn muttered to himself, "Could it be that Lockhart's magic has some other strange effects?"

While he was complaining about Lockhart's crazy behavior in his heart, he couldn't help but greet Lockhart's mother, but he just couldn't take a step to leave the classroom.

Draco was covered in an exaggerated court dress, the colors of which were extremely bright purple and gold, with a lot of lace on the collar and cuffs.

What made Draco most frustrated was that he was wearing a huge wig on his head, with curly white hair hanging down on his shoulders, making him look like a funny clown.

Draco has always prided himself on his aristocratic temperament. This kind of clothing that is totally contrary to his style makes him feel extremely angry and ashamed. He keeps complaining: "Is this Lockhart crazy! How can I dress like this! Tell Dad to let Dumbledore fire him! God, it's so ugly."

Carlotta was dressed in a dress that looked like it was made of rags, with various colors and materials sewn together randomly, and patches in some places. There were some strange small pendants hanging on the clothes, such as rusty keys and worn-out doll parts.

Carlotta usually pays great attention to cleanliness and fashion sense. Such a sloppy and weird dress almost made her cry. She muttered softly: "This is too ugly. How can I face people in the future?"

Pansy put on a super baggy sportswear in a glaring fluorescent green color. The size of the clothes was obviously too large, making her look like she was wrapped in a huge bag.

Pansy has always pursued a refined and fashionable image. Such sportswear is totally inconsistent with her aesthetics. She stood there, her face red with anger, and shouted loudly: "Professor Lockhart, change this dress back!"

Daphne was put on an old-fashioned wedding dress. The style of the dress was very old, and the skirt was long and heavy. It was covered with dust and stains, and it looked like it was turned out of an old warehouse.

The low neckline of the wedding dress made Daphne feel very uncomfortable. She kept pulling at the clothes, trying to make herself look less embarrassed, muttering: "What is this? It's so unlucky."

Fier was dressed in an exaggerated stage costume. The dress was shiny silver and decorated with mirror fragments of various shapes and colorful feathers.

The dress was very peculiar, with many exaggerated folds and fluffy parts, making her look like a weird bird. Filier usually liked simple and elegant styles, and this stage dress made her feel like a joke. She shook her head and said, "This class is really outrageous. Carlotta, look at me, I'm so ugly!"

The whole classroom suddenly turned into an absurd fashion show. The students were forced to accept Lockhart's "fashion transformation" in helplessness and surprise, and curses (which were converted into praises). The classroom became a chaos, but Lockhart was immersed in his own "creativity" and could not extricate himself, and continued his crazy behavior.

Just when his classmates were tortured by Lockhart's magic and complained bitterly, Lockhart finally realized that time was running out, so he stopped his "Fashion Magic Makeover" game reluctantly.

"Well, students, today's class was really interesting. I hope you can all remember this special lesson." Lockhart said with a smile on his face, as if he was completely unaware of his classmates' dissatisfaction and anger.

At the moment Lockhart announced the end of get out of class, something magical happened. The strange clothes on the students seemed to be cast under some kind of automatic dissolving magic and instantly returned to their original appearance.

Everyone was stunned at first, and then they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Horn looked down at his clothes, which had returned to normal, and the helplessness and embarrassment in his heart finally dissipated.

Draco also quickly tidied his hair and robes, as if he wanted to completely erase the ridiculous image from his memory.

Carlotta patted her clothes gently, and the blush on her face gradually faded away.

Pansy breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "It's finally over. It was such a nightmare."

Daphne no longer pulled at the collar of the old wedding dress, and her expression returned to her usual calm.

After wiping away her tears, Filier moved her body slightly, as if she was adapting to returning to a simple style.

Although the clothes returned to their original state, the deep impression left on the students by this strange class could not be easily erased.

No one wanted to stay in the classroom any longer and they all rushed to the door impatiently. This time they really fled the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom as quickly as locusts.

Horn, Draco and others also mixed in the crowd and ran out quickly.

As they ran, they kept complaining about the absurdity of the class.

"I've never taken such an outrageous class. That Lockhart is a lunatic!" Draco gasped.

Horn looked at Draco with a puzzled look and asked, "Draco, don't you remember that funny court dress he put on you in class? And that ridiculous wig on your head?"

Draco frowned and said angrily, "Horn, he dares to make fun of me? How could I wear something like that! If he dares to let me wear something like that, I will ask my father to fire him!"

Horn felt that things were becoming increasingly suspicious, so he went to ask Carlotta, Pansy and others.

"Carlotta, do you remember your patchwork dress?" Horn asked.

Carlotta looked at Horn in bewilderment. "What rags? What are you talking about, Horn? Didn't Lockhart demonstrate the armor protection magic in our class and then teach us this?"

Horn turned to Pansy again: "Pansy, what about you? You don't remember that oversized fluorescent green tracksuit you were wearing?"

Pansy had the same reaction: "Horn, are you confused? There is no such thing as sportswear. We have been learning magic."

The answers Horn received were always the same, that is, no one had any memory of wearing strange clothes. After Lockhart was ridiculed for his clothes, everyone was told that he had good taste, and then the entire class was spent teaching armor protection magic.

Horn fell into deep thought after hearing this.