HP's Wretched

The leisurely vacation is always so short, and it is time to start school again.As usual, Dumbledore always convenes a meeting with all the teachers before the school starts every year. The content of the meeting is nothing more than the teaching changes of this semester and the introduction of the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who must be appointed every year. I don’t know which one is unlucky this year. The egg came to work, tsk tsk tsk.

However, when it comes to Defense Against the Dark Arts, Flott can always think of someone's obsession with this position. I am afraid that this year he will be unsatisfactory again... To be honest, I don't know if it is a common problem of Slytherin, If Flott's spells are still there, her first choice of position will definitely be Defense Against the Dark Arts. This kind of idea of ​​telling the next generation of the darkness I have seen in my life, so that children can avoid detours, may be really Slytherin A peculiar thought of man.

Before going out, Flotte looked in the mirror for the last time: the clothes are all right, the makeup is all right, very good, let's go!

After looking around the house to make sure nothing was missing, Flotte got into the fireplace, and then flew directly to Dumbledore's office.

Flotte arrived at the office not too late today, it could even be said to be very early, but even so, in the empty office that had already been prepared for the meeting, there were always people who came earlier than her.

"Severus, it's really early for you to come." Looking at the only living person in the office, Flott couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Snape didn't look in Flott's direction, but kept staring at Dumbledore's position, his tone seemed a little tired with resentment: "I always want to start early and end early, but this damn meeting never It didn't end sooner."

Flotte knew that she didn't need to reply to this complaint, so she didn't say anything.In fact, she had an idea for coming so early, that is, to choose a seat earlier and not be next to the person in front of her, but... well, in the current situation, it is even more embarrassing for her to be far away.

A holiday has passed, why are you still being so pretentious every day, saying to ignore the broken mirror, the current approach is so childish that it explodes, Flotte is still teaching herself in her heart.

Before Snape could wait for Flott to come over, he skillfully changed a chair beside him.

Very well, she has no chance to be next to others now.

Flott walked over to Snape as freely as possible and sat down. As soon as she got on the chair, she saw Snape's sallow complexion and thick dark circles, but fortunately, his hair still looked smooth. , I should know how to organize myself before going out.

"Let me guess, is our great potion master doing experiments without sleeping or eating?" Flotte had told Snape to eat and rest on time, but the results now proved that he was not obedient.

Snape just opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end, he didn't know if it was because he was too sleepy, or because he was unable to refute for the first time.

"Thanks for the start of school, at least you can return to your normal routine." Flotte said, and then suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Did you eat the refrigerated steak and a large plate of pasta I gave you during the holidays?" ? Don’t tell me you’re too lazy to eat bread when you have something to eat.”

These were stuffed by Flotte when Snape delivered her medicine in the middle of the holidays, and I wish they weren't growing hairs in the fridge by now.

"It's all eaten." Snape's voice was a little muffled today, probably because he was tired, but his tone was still slightly helpless and sarcastic, "Flott, when will you stop meddling in your own business?"

"I'll mind your business, even if it's just nagging, just keep it like this..." Flotte's voice of accusation became weaker and weaker, but she knew that Snape must have heard it.

Except for a disdainful snort, Snape didn't say anything else. He leaned back relaxedly, obviously wanting to sit more comfortably.

The two of them kept quiet like this, but fortunately, it didn't last long, and the professors came in one after another from the fireplace or the door to prepare for the meeting, including the headmaster Dumbledore who just came back from outside.

"Albus, the professors are almost here, can we start?" Professor McGonagall said first.

This sentence fit Snape's thoughts very well. He was now in a state of energization, and it seemed that the effect of the cup of coffee that he drank in the morning should be coming to an end soon.

"Of course." Dumbledore said, "But we have to wait for a very important person."

"The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Flott asked.

"Yes."

Flotte suddenly felt her right eyelid twitch. She didn't know why, but she always felt that the person who was coming might be a bigger problem, and her sixth sense was always accurate.

"I hope this person's tenure will be longer." Professor Flitwick said expectantly.

Professor Sybill Trelawney (Divination), who usually never spoke in meetings, suddenly spoke today and added: "It's best not to be like the last one."

Even though she is usually a little crazy, her words always give people a weird feeling, especially this time when she mentioned the last Quirrell who had just died in the line of duty, the atmosphere in the whole room became weird, although only a small number of professors knew that Quirrell Quirrell had a connection with Voldemort, but most professors who don't know the truth still feel sorry for Quirrell's sudden death.

"Professor Trelawney, this was just an accident." Professor McGonagall, who always hated divination, rushed to speak before Dumbledore. Although she knew the truth of the matter, she couldn't bear this disturbing alarmist talk, "but , I don’t like this new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor anymore, it’s not a good habit to be late.”

All the professors present agree with the second part of McGonagall's sentence, especially Snape who has been waiting impatiently.

Just when everyone was about to talk about something, a blond man with wavy curly hair emerged from the stove.

The golden light from that hair reflected the sun, which just set off his handsome face.But it was this slightly exaggerated golden color that reminded Flotte of something. Sure enough, after seeing the person's face clearly, she was sure that the jump in her right eye just now was not for nothing.

"I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting, but I think I'm definitely worth waiting for so long." The new professor can be called extremely narcissistic, regardless of the tone or content of his speech, "I believe there is no need Let me introduce myself more."

Lockhart thought that the professors could give him a little reaction, even if it was just a surprised expression.However, the response given below was nothing but silence, and even Professor Flitwick and Sprout, who are usually the most gentle and enthusiastic, did not answer this sentence, not because they had changed, but because they simply didn't know what to do. How to go on.

Yes, all the professors knew this guy, but no one wanted to help him break the embarrassment.

"This is Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, an internationally renowned writer. I think everyone knows that he is the recipient of the Order of Merlin, Third Class." As the headmaster, he is obliged to answer the conversation and break the embarrassment, "Let We welcome this new member."

The professors may not give Lockhart any face, but the headmaster always has to give some face, so they all applauded and said some words of welcome.

Lockhart bowed deeply to everyone very skillfully and standardly, then smoothed out his hair, and said with a charming smile: "Thank you for your welcome, I am very grateful for this time..."

Snape was already impatient to listen to Lockhart's endless words like receiving an award, he frowned, and whispered irritably: "Dumbledore can't tell the difference between a professor and a star? "Yes, he was still angry that Dumbledore had repeatedly rejected his application for Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"He doesn't deserve to be called a star!" Flott obviously heard what Snape said, and she said in an extremely disgusted tone, "Merlin's torn stockings, how could I become colleagues with such a disgusting person."

"What's the matter with you?" Snape observed Flott's expression, he hadn't seen such a murderous expression from Flott for many years.

"Do you still remember the only time I went to the Diagon Alley bookstore in person to talk to the boss about the price of the ancient books I translated? That was the time I met him who happened to be signing sales at the bookstore, and the boss wanted us to talk to each other After I introduced him to each other, this coquettish girl just... just stuffed me with a bunch of autographed photos, and it happened to be..." Flotte's expression became more and more angry as she spoke, but her voice sounded a little bit wronged.

Listening to Flott's wronged description, Snape remembered the incident: "It happened to be seen by Rita Skeeter (the female reporter), yes, I know about it."

"That's right, that nonsense bitch!" Thinking of that incident, Flotte was so angry that she even ignored her usual self-cultivation, "Then I was once again written by her on the front page of the Daily Prophet The headline, the damn headline I still remember: 'Did the charming smiling Lockhart get caught in a spider's web by the black widow', she even compared me to a spider!"

Snape knew everything about the whole thing, especially the more irritating part after that, because of this false report, Flott was scolded by Lockhart's so-called fans for two months, saying that she couldn't bear it. Loneliness, hunger and thirst, and toads wanting to eat swan meat, anyway, the scolding is as bad as it sounds.I really don't know whether these people's brains are born with crippled minds or they are crippled because they are obsessed with Lockhart.

Of course, Flotte is by no means a person who swallows her anger. Because of this, she spent a lot of money on her relationship to make trouble for the two. One is trying to publish a new book in the UK but always encounters various problems Difficult, the other was downgraded three levels in a row, and only now climbed back to the position of head reporter of the Prophet Daily.

However, even so, Flotte still felt puzzled: "Give me a chance, I will definitely pull out his fluffy golden hair one by one!"

Flotte didn't know where to pull a piece of black cloth in her hand, so she kept twisting it in her hand, as if twisting Lockhart and Rita's hair.

Snape saw that his cloak was being held in Flott's hands again and was playing with it angrily. He wanted to pull it back, but seeing Flott's angry look, he had no choice but to give up, but he still condemned in his heart: What kind of broken cloak is this? fault!Why can't it be changed now!

But what I didn't expect was that Lockhart didn't know whether he was born unable to read people's faces or because of his blank self-confidence, he was not afraid of death and came to greet Flott familiarly: "Mrs. Luster, long time no see. We will be colleagues from now on.”

Flotte threw the black cloth in her hand aside and forced out a smile, not so much a smile as a sneer, but her tone was very soft and soft: "Yes, our big adventure It’s amazing that the family can still appear here alive.” The implication is, why are you not dead yet.

Everyone present could hear Flott's abnormality, but no one said it out loud, except of course Snape, whose attention was still on his crumpled cloak.

"Ma'am, your concern is really heartwarming, thank you for your trust in my ability." Lockhart's voice is also very magnetic, coupled with that warm and shining smile, it is the soul that any normal woman will be fascinated by. Upside down, it's a pity that these Hogwarts professors, which ones have not gone through a lot of wind and waves.

Flott's tone was still so gentle: "You're welcome, you also said you are a colleague, Hogwarts is also a magical place, it's no more adventurous than you, Mr. Lockhart, you have to be careful!" Especially watch out for me.

"Thank you again for your concern, madam." After speaking, she politely walked to her seat.

However, Flotte continued to grab Snape's cloak, and then twisted it in various ways.

Snape said that he was too sleepy today to bother with Flott about pulling his clothes all the time.

How long did the meeting last, and what Dumbledore said, Flotte didn't pay much attention to it, she kept annoyed about the fact that the person she hated would become a colleague in the future, until the meeting ended, and threw Dumbledore a dissatisfaction and Resentful eyes.

In fact, Dumbledore is also quite wronged. The position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor changes every year, and the supply is simply in short supply. As the principal, it is natural to select for students the ability to be popular and famous. Lockhart is indeed suitable, but someone recruited It's also really out of his control that the professors hate it.Hey, I hope everything goes well this year, the old headmaster's last thoughts.

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The first thing Snape did when he came out was to put a smoothing spell on his cloak. Of course Flott noticed it too, but there was no way, Snape's cloak felt more comfortable when pulled up than her skirt. Besides, she was indeed so angry that she didn't see it clearly.

But she won't explain this kind of thing in the past, she is obviously asking for a gun, she is not so stupid.

At this moment, a white vulture suddenly flew towards the corridor window of Hogwarts. You don't need to look at it to know that only the Malfoy family can use this kind of animal to send letters.

The white eagle walked into the corridor, threw the letter caught in its claws to Snape, and then flew out gracefully, which was really a set of movements.

Snape opened the letter and read it carefully, then raised his eyebrows and put the letter down with some disgust.

"Letter from Lucius?"

"Yeah." Snape replied.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing important, just to donate Nimbus 2001 to the Slytherin Quidditch team, as a hand, on the condition that Draco be the catcher."

Flott frowned: "Quidditch is so dangerous, Xiaolong is only in the second grade, I really don't know what Lucius thinks! But then again, is Nimbus 2001 very powerful?"

"It should be the latest in the market."

The latest... Anyway, in her eyes, Flotte, they are just a bunch of broken brooms that can't sweep the floor. There is no way, she just can't understand the passion of Quidditch...

The author has something to say:

Like grabbing Snape's cape, never, never get over it. —Flott Buford

The innovative look and feel of the Chamber of Secrets has added a special contradiction to Flott, let's see how Flott, who loves to hurt, will treat poor Lockhart, and Snape, the accomplice who was forced to come.