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When the roar surrounding the hall completely disappeared, Ivan released the hands that tightly covered his ears.

There was a brief silence in the hall, only Harry and Ron were awkwardly at a loss as everyone watched.

At this moment, a mocking voice came over the Slytherin academy desk.

"Potter, it seems that you have done another showy thing..." Malfoy walked over with Gore and Clark, and he gave Harry a mocking look, then he was at Ron's. Stayed there for a while.

"Weasley, I guess your father must hate you to death by now. He may be forced to lose his job and get out of the Ministry of Magic dingy..."

As he said, Malfoy laughed, and Gore and Clark behind him also smirked...

Ron's face flushed red, he was anxious, and even ignoring that it was in the hall, he suddenly pulled out the taped wand and pointed it at Malfoy.

"The front teeth match is great!"

Malfoy was taken aback, panicked and wanted to draw out his wand to fight back.

But what surprised him was that as Ron chanted the spell, nothing happened.

Only a faint black mist floated out from the wand in Ron's hand...

"Weasley, what are you doing? Do you perform any magic tricks for us?" Malfoy sneered.

Ron was so angry that he couldn't wait to throw away the wand in his hand. Since this thing was broken by the beating willow last night, it hasn't been normal again...

For a while, Ron wanted to rush over to fight Malfoy in desperation, but was held back by Harry and Hermione. It was not a wise thing to do it in the big exhibition hall. If they didn't want to be locked up...

Ivan ignored their "friendly" interaction, and couldn't fight anyway. He waved his wand and began to clean up the mess on the table.

By the way, he put the letter away, and when he was ready to return to the bedroom, he would reply with an automatic quill pen.

However, what Ivan didn't expect was that Malfoy's courage was fattened a lot, or his confidence was inflated by mocking Ron's success...

"Halse!" Malfoy said loudly, and stepped forward and picked up the Daily Prophet on the table to look through it. After noticing the news content under the headline, he immediately said.

"Before I read the newspaper, I didn't know Hals, you actually live in a shabby place like Knock Down Alley... Isn't that the place where the poor ghosts and black wizards live? And you are also with a group of werewolves. .."

Ivan's brows frowned and she was about to speak, but Hermione was a step faster than him and scolded.

"Shut up Malfoy! It's no shame to live in Knockdown Alley. Ivan got the Merlin Medal, the highest honor of the Ministry of Magic, by his own efforts, can you?"

"So what? I heard my dad say that the wizard who lives in Knockdown Alley is like a mouse in the sewer!" Malfoy scorned his neck.

Thinking of his father always reprimanding him for this some time ago, Malfoy was very upset, and he was about to continue speaking when he was interrupted by Ivan's words.

"Do you only rely on your father? Malfoy?" Ivan looked at him lightly, tapped the wand in the palm of his right hand, and said.

"I thought you would be a little more independent in the second grade, instead of naively listening to your father."

Malfoy was so embarrassed that he was about to defend himself, but Ivan didn't give him this chance, and said mockingly.

"In addition, when I was talking and laughing with your dad a few days ago, you didn't know where you were! He told me that if your grades didn't improve this year, you probably won't have much success in this life..."

Ivan was full of nonsense, combined with the old Malfoy's dissatisfaction with his son in the Boquimbok store in the original book, and he just confuses Draco Malfoy.

Malfoy was originally unwilling to believe Ivan's words, especially not believing that Ivan could talk and laugh with his father, but the old Malfoy did scold him for this when he was at home...

"Don't believe it? Still haven't heard your dad talk about it? Then don't you hurry home and ask your dad to go!" Ivan looked at Malfoy who was a little shaken and scolded unceremoniously.

...

"Ivan, do you know Malfoy's father?"

In the morning, when heading to the corridor of the herbal medicine classroom, Hermione asked curiously what had happened, Harry and Ron were also a little confused.

They didn't expect Ivan to be in contact with Malfoy...

"No, in fact, we are not familiar, we just met once!" Ivan understood what Hermione wanted to say, and explained aloud.

"Then you dare to say that just now?" Hermione's eyes widened.

"What's the matter? You still talked and laughed with Minister Fudge last school year." Ivan said indifferently.

Harry and Ron were speechless, and Hermione rolled her eyes even more. If they remember correctly, they and Fudge had just had a face-to-face and said a word or two. Can this be called a joke?

Answering the three people's doubts, Ivan walked quickly into the greenhouse.

It didn't take long for Professor Sprout, who was strapped on his arm, to walk in from the outside lawn. Her face was not very good.

This is not just because Lockhart has been following her, trying to instill some messy knowledge of herbal medicine.

It's even more because Lockhart released a so-called healing magic while treating the beating willow just now, which caused the beating willow to fall into a runaway state. In order to appease the tree, her arm was also drawn. Fortunately, the injury was not It's serious.

However, Lockhart did not have this self-consciousness at all. He was still full of confidence, proud like a peacock with an open screen, and generously walked in front of Professor Sprout, even blocking her. In front of him, shouted at everyone.

"Hello! I just showed Professor Sprout how to beat Liu to heal injuries! But I don't want you to think that I am better at herbalism than her! I just happened to have seen a few during my travels. This strange plant..."

Lockhart might still want to say a few more words~www.mtlnovel.com~Professor Sprout did not hesitate to interrupt his words, loudly let all the students go to the third greenhouse, and start now Class!

Ivan hurriedly followed the crowd to the classroom.

When Harry tried to follow him, Lockhart stopped him.

"Professor Sprout, can I talk to Harry alone? Just two minutes! Don't you mind?" Lockhart turned his head and said to Professor Sprout.

Professor Sprout was very concerned, but Lockhart took Harry's arm on his own, took him to the side, and said earnestly.

"You must find it easy to make headlines, right? Harry?"

"What are you talking about, Professor? I don't quite understand?" Harry was confused, not understanding what Lockhart meant.

Ivan who walked into the third greenhouse could vaguely hear the conversation between the two. Compared with the confused Harry, he understood Lockhart's aggrieved situation.

Lockhart's appointment as the Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor at Hogwarts was originally a matter worthy of media coverage, and was expected to top the headlines today, but was cruelly crushed by Harry and Ron driving in public. Under the feet.

This is undoubtedly a major blow to Lockhart, who is almost pathologically hungry for fame...

Not only that, Ivan thought for a while, and his popularity has not subsided recently. There are two positions in the first edition that are still analyzing whether he can get the Merlin Medal.

As for the news about Lockhart, it was swept directly into the corner of the page.

Ivan is very fortunate to think of this, but fortunately Harry has prevented him from doing so, otherwise he would be dragged to talk...

"Who can tell me the characteristics of mandela grass now?" Professor Sprout, who was holding some earmuffs in his hand, stood in front of some potted plants and asked loudly.

Although Ivan was a little distracted thinking about things, answering questions had already become his instinct. So after Professor Sprout's words were finished, Ivan succeeded in rushing ahead of Hermione. Opened his mouth and said.

"Professor Sprout! The so-called mandela grass, also called mandela grass root, is a powerful healing agent that can restore the deformed or cursed person to a normal state, and it is also An important part of most antidote...

It is worth mentioning that the cry of mandela grass can kill people, but the young mandela grass will only make people feel dizzy until they are unconscious...

How to raise this plant..."

Ivan talked endlessly about the knowledge he had seen from the book, basically covering all aspects, and finished all the talk.

Then he rolled up his sleeves, ready to show everyone how to change the pots of Mandela grass.

Before that, Ivan certainly hadn't forgotten to remind the little wizards around to wear earmuffs so that something bad would happen.

Ivan was full of enthusiasm, and felt that he worked so hard, Professor Sprout would definitely add a lot of points to himself, and then give him a super high evaluation after class.

However, Ivan didn't see it, and Professor Sprout looked at him with a weird face.

You have done everything, so what shall I do?

Who on earth is this in class?

...

After class, Ivan hadn't gotten a grade point for a long time, which made him feel good.

The only regret is that Professor Sprout only gave him five points in the class, even though he explained all the characteristics of mandela grass, and by the way, he gave several mandela grass to change pots.. .

Ivan was even more looking forward to the next transfiguration class.

But when I was in the real class, Ivan was disappointed again, because today's course teaching is too simple, they need to spend one class to learn how to turn a beetle into a button!

Ivan waved his magic wand casually, and the unknown beetle that looked like a ladybug on the table trembled into a gray-black button with a clear and delicate pattern.

The most important thing is that the form is very stable. If no one takes the initiative to release it, it will not change back for more than ten days...

If this beetle hadn't starved to death by that time.

"Wonderful Transfiguration Curse! Gryffindor adds 10 points!" Professor McGonagall just finished distributing, he saw the buttons on Ivan's table, and said without hesitation while feeling that Ivan's Transformation Curse had improved. .

Professor McGonagall stepped forward and raised Ivan's deformed button high, showing it to the other little wizards to watch.

Hermione, who was not far away, looked at the buttons in McGonagall's hands, and then at the beetle that had just changed its shape at her table. She couldn't help but pouting her mouth. The gap between her and Ivan seemed to increase again. ..

Harry and Ron had long been used to them, and had no idea of ​​comparing them with Ivan. Harry was fighting against the beetles running around the table, lest it run under the table.

Ron's wand was completely out of control, like a short-circuited electrical appliance, bursts of black smoke came out...

The most unlucky thing was Seamus. He just waved his wand as instructed, and a flash of light burst from the top. When I looked again, there was a fire on the table, and the beetle was cooked by him...

This disappointed Professor McGonagall, who looked around. She had to return the button to Ivan, and rushed to Seamer to put out the fire. After a reprimand, she started doing it for other little wizards. guide.

Seeing this, Ivan couldn't help shook his head, turned the button back into a beetle, and used the remaining time to practice magic analysis.

In terms of his current level of curse theory, the second-year course is really simple for him, and it does not play a good role in learning. It is mainly used to obtain student status.

During class time, Ivan felt that he needed to think of other ways to use it.

As the lunch bell rang, most of the little wizards in the classroom practicing the Transfiguration Spell heaved a sigh of relief, which meant that they could finally take a break.

Ivan waited for the rest of the students to leave, then walked to the front desk and said to McGonagall, who was packing up his textbooks.

"Professor McGonagall! Do you remember our agreement last school year? The one who studied Animagus?"

"Hmm..." Professor McGonagall stopped, and the pupils under the round eyes looked at Ivan for a while, his eyes filled with appreciation and a little helplessness.

"Of course I didn't forget, Hals!"

"But it takes a lot of time to learn Animagus, so how about choosing this week's rest day?" McGonagall said.

"Of course!" Ivan nodded, indicating that he had no opinion.

He knows very well that Hogwarts professors usually have heavy academic tasks~www.mtlnovel.com~ One person teaches seven grades. Professor McGonagall is willing to take a break to start a small stove for him, which is considered very good.

Thinking of this, Ivan was grateful for a while.

No teacher would dislike polite and gifted students, and Professor McGonagall naturally did the same. There was a smile on her tightly pressed mouth, but she still reminded.

"During this time, I hope you can reconsider whether you want to learn Animagus. I think you should understand the danger of this magic!"

"I won't give up, Professor!" Ivan said swearingly.

His transformation spell level has been stuck at level 4 for a long time, and his usual practice progress is minimal. He feels that the opportunity to break through to level 5 should be when he learns the transformation of Animagus!

With the promise of Professor McGonagall, Ivan went to the auditorium for dinner in a good mood.

When he arrived, the auditorium was already full of people, but fortunately, Hermione, Harry, and Ron had reserved a place for him...

"Ivan, why did you come so late?" Hermione was struggling with a steak, turned her head and asked aloud.

"Just ask Professor McGonagall for some questions..." Ivan smiled and said casually, without revealing much information.

The transformation of Animagus is a secret. Although he trusted Hermione, the less people know about this kind of thing, the safer it is..

"No wonder your Polymorph is so good!" Hermione said annoyedly.

The little witch somewhat understood the gap between herself and Ivan. It must be that she hadn't worked hard enough and didn't actively ask the professors of various subjects for questions!

Thinking that when Ivan was in the school year, he often tried to practice transfiguration while eating. Hermione also took the last cup to practice, and asked for the release techniques of transfiguration from time to time, and Ivan answered one by one.

Harry and Ron couldn't speak at all, and they had to complain to each other about the recent bad luck.

Ron, in particular, kept complaining about something wrong with his wand. Harry reluctantly asked him to write home and ask for another one, but Ron directly refused because he didn't want to be scolded again.

Ivan suddenly thought of something and asked.

"Ron, can you show me your broken wand?"

Ivan has always been curious about the method of making the wand.

However, he usually doesn't have any extra wands to study, and he doesn't want to take those intact wands apart and have a look, so Ron's broken one aroused his interest.

"Of course, Ivan, can you fix it?" Ron immediately handed his wand over, looking at Ivan expectantly.

Ivan took the magic wand and looked at it carefully, and found that the wand was badly damaged, almost broken in two, only some wood fibers were barely connected in the middle, and the outside was repaired by Ron with magic glue. Once, so that the wand won't fall off.

After opening the system bar, the information was displayed clearly.

[Magic items: magic wand (ash wood, unicorn hair)

Magic: low (medium)

Special state: broken

Explanation: This is a badly damaged wand. Although it did not damage the core of the wand, using this wand to cast spells has a certain probability of injuring yourself. ]

"Perhaps it can be repaired, but I can't guarantee it!" Ivan was a little sure after seeing the explanation, but he was still uncertain.

"Then you can do it whatever you want, it's bad enough now anyway." Ron said indifferently, and he was angry when he saw the wand now.

Ivan nodded and temporarily put the wand away.

Hermione suddenly remembered something at this moment. "Ron, you gave Ivan your wand, what about the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

"Trust me, I won't use the wand in the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class!" Ivan said.

"Why?" Hermione was holding a brand new timetable in her hand, which circled Lockhart's courses in a heart shape, she said expectantly. "I think Professor Lockhart will definitely let us learn some new spells!"

Ivan looked at Hermione with a weird look. He thought that Lockhart's ruthless performance in Diagon Alley had already saddened Hermione.

But I believe this Defence Against the Dark Arts class will definitely impress Hermione...

"Even if I teach us a new spell in the next class, I won't be able to release it with that broken magic wand." Ron was very discerning, anyway.

Harry faintly felt that Lockhart's teaching was absolutely terrible, because the other party didn't look like a serious professor.

The facts were worse than they thought, or they were in trouble on the way to the classroom.

A first-year, very thin, gray-haired boy was stuck in the middle of the road with a Muggle camera in his hand. He blushed when he saw Harry and couldn't wait to greet him.

"Hello, Harry? I...I'm Colin Crevy and I'm also at Gryffindor College. Excuse me... I mean, can I take a picture of you?"

Take a picture? Harry was very confused. No one had ever asked him like this before.

Colin seemed very enthusiastic. He talked about Harry's legendary deeds, such as how Harry escaped the mysterious man's murderous hand, and even planned to let Harry sign a name for himself.

Ivan glanced sympathetically at Harry. Being famous doesn't seem to be all good, and sometimes it can be troublesome.

But what Ivan didn't expect was that this little devil named Colin Creevey, after telling Harry's legendary deeds all over, quickly looked at himself again.

"Also, you are Ivan Hals, right? I've read the newspapers these days, my God, it says you are the savior of the werewolves, the best potion genius in hundreds of years!

I heard a senior named Seamer say that you killed a giant when you first entered school, and at the end of the semester riding a giant dragon flying in the sky and breathing fire..."

Colin was so excited that he couldn't speak. He didn't expect that not long after he had just entered Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he would meet his idols and be divided into the same academy with the two!

This is awesome!

The corners of Ivan's mouth twitched. Looking at Colin, who was excited to take pictures of him, he understood Harry's usual troubles.

Colin screamed loudly as if thinking of something suddenly. "By the way, I also know that you killed a professor named Chino last school year!"

The high screams of Colin Crevey spread all over the corridor~www.mtlnovel.com~ attracted the attention of a group of little wizards, and Lockhart's iconic voice rang.

"what are you guys saying?"

Lockhart, wearing a fancy costume, strode over from the other side of the corridor and squeezed away the little wizards who were surrounding him. Then he asked with interest.

"Someone killed a teaching professor? Who? Which professor died?"

"It was the last Defence Against the Dark Arts professor named Chino! He is a liar, an evil dark wizard. He deceived everyone with a superb disguise, but Hals found out the clue... "

Colin looked very excited when he talked about gossip, and he didn't know where he heard the gossip, he didn't feel that Lockhart's face was a bit wrong.

"In the end, Hals prevented Professor Chino from attacking the Forbidden Forest Ranger, and successfully killed him with Harry, so President Dumbledore will find Professor Lockhart this year for you to take this position... "

The smile on Lockhart's mouth stopped. He was not an evil black wizard, but he was indeed a liar...

"You must be joking, right?" Lockhart said with a wry expression.

"Of course not! Professor Dumbledore also gave us Gryffindor College hundreds of points for this." Colin said with a look of admiration.

Harry defeated the mysterious man is great, but these little wizards have no idea who the mysterious man is and how terrifying...

In contrast, riding a giant dragon, defeating a giant monster, and killing an evil black wizard disguised as a professor, this way things can be closer to the fantasy of a normal little wizard.

Lockhart was a little panicked. He never knew whether the last Defence Against the Dark Arts professor died accidentally or died at the hands of two little wizards.

While this made Lockhart feel absurd, he couldn't help but look at the two instigators.

"Most of this is due to Harry." Seeing Lockhart's gaze came over, Ivan said without hesitation.

"He cast a spell with both hands, and then Professor Chino's face was like butter burned by iron, peeling off piece by piece..."

Ivan deliberately said it extremely terrifying, and specifically described how Kino's burnt pitted face was broken into pieces.

"Professor Chino was obviously still alive at that time. It was Ivan that you used the Smash Curse to blow Professor Chino into a pile of powder!" Harry said dissatisfiedly.

"Perhaps," Ivan shrugged, didn't refute, then looked at Lockhart, whose face was getting more and more weird, and said.

"In fact, even without us, Professor Chino would be unlucky for various reasons. I heard senior students say that this position has been cursed. There has never been a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor who can be stable at Hogwarts. Stay for a full year!"

As Ivan talked more and more, Lockhart's face turned green. He thought that coming to Hogwarts to be a professor would be a gilded, prestigious thing. He didn't expect it to be so dangerous...

"This year is definitely an exception. How could Professor Lockhart be stumped by a little curse?" Hermione couldn't help but said.

This kind of rumor Hermione had also heard from senior students, but she had always sneered at it. What's more, Professor Lockhart had solved countless troubles and would never fall on a curse.

"You're right? Professor Lockhart!" Hermione turned her head and asked a new professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but she was surprised to find that the other party was gone.

"What about the professor?" Hermione asked strangely.

"I saw him heading towards the principal's room." Ivan pointed to the other side of the corridor, and Lockhart's back could be seen vaguely.

Hermione was dumbfounded, unable to speak for quite a while...

Ivan and Harry looked at each other, and a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths. They believed that Lockhart would not harass them easily in the future.

Ivan even wondered if Lockhart would quit his job automatically because of this, and who would be the next professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts...

However, Lockhart stopped, and it was more difficult for Colin to handle it. This guy trailed behind him like a stalker, trying to take pictures of them.

Ivan had to take advantage of Colin's carelessness and secretly released a small magic that blocked the camera lens so that Colin thought that there was a problem with his camera.

"That's not good, isn't it?" Harry said worriedly, looking at a kid who was about to cry.

"An Xin, after a few hours, the magic will automatically disappear." Ivan explained. Although his enthusiasm for Colin is a headache, it will not really ruin the other party's things.

Ron quietly fell behind him at this time. He was very curious about one question. Two of his friends are so famous, what about him?

"Colin, have you heard of me when you were at home?" Ron asked curiously.

Colin, who was holding the camera depressed, looked at Ron blankly for a while.

Who are you?

...

At the same time, Lockhart hurriedly came to the principal's office, and after speaking the password, he smoothly saw Dumbledore who was looking through the books.

The old principal unhurriedly stopped the movement in his hand, and said ten slender knuckles in a friendly tone.

"Professor Lockhart, there are now less than ten minutes away from your first class. Is there anything important for you to come to me?"

Lockhart, who was intimidated by Ivan, was completely out of the mood for class at this time, he said hurriedly.

"President Dumbledore, before assuming this position, you never told me that the position of the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor was cursed and it was so dangerous... I even heard that the last professor died. In my own post..."

Lockhart was really a little panicked. He wondered if he had offended Dumbledore somewhere, and hesitated whether to find a chance to run away.

"Professor Lockhart..." Dumbledore had to interrupt Lockhart's words so as not to keep talking.

"The so-called curses are just rumors. I can tell you clearly that most wizards in this position are alive and well... Chino in last school year was just an accident."

What about the remaining small part?

Lockhart wanted to ask questions very much, but Dumbledore didn't give him this opportunity. The centenarian pointed to the page opened in his hand and said meaningfully.

"And, if I remember correctly, you mentioned in the autobiography "Break with the Female Ghost" that no one in the entire magical world knows how to lift a curse better than you!"

Lockhart then clearly saw that the book on the table was one of his autobiography-"Break with the Female Ghost".

And on the page that Dumbledore opened, there was a dynamic picture with a refreshing smile on his mouth~www.mtlnovel.com~ repeating that sentence over and over again-no one in the magical world Know how to lift a curse better than I do!

"Ah~ that's right, it seems like this!" Lockhart wanted to explain in embarrassment, but Dumbledore's blue eyes under his half-moon glasses were staring at him tightly, giving him something to be seen through. feel.

Lockhart felt uncomfortable for a while, only swallowed the words that had arrived, and hurriedly said that a small curse was nothing to him...

Dumbledore's tone relaxed a little, comforting Lockhart. In fact, there is no danger in working at Hogwarts. He usually teaches and attends classes...

Not dangerous at all...

After Lockhart left, Dumbledore sighed helplessly, wondering who should replace Lockhart next year...

I have to say that there are fewer and fewer suitable candidates...

In the classroom of Defense Against the Dark Arts class,

Ivan, who hadn't seen Lockhart come to class for a long time, was very surprised. Wouldn't this guy really quit and run away?

There are not many little wizards who have the same ideas as Ivan, and more than one person and two people heard their conversation in the corridor. Such a long waiting time has spread.

Only the fans who worship Lockhart still firmly believe that their idol can never be scared away by a little curse...

Hermione was a little shaken, Ron was betting with her that Lockhart would definitely not come, and they would not have to take Defence Against the Dark Arts class for a whole year.

However, the fact slapped Ron in the face again, and at the moment his voice fell, Lockhart's figure appeared at the door of the classroom, still with the iconic smile on his face, white to glowing. A group of little wizards with flashing teeth are a little dazzled...

Lockhart walked to the front of the stage quickly, and said quickly while talking.

"Hello everyone! I guess you must have been thinking about where your Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor has gone... after hearing the rumors of the curse, you were desperately planning to go home!"

Having said this, Lockhart lowered his voice, checked the expressions on the faces of every little wizard, and after fully aroused everyone's interest, he said in a high tone.

"Of course it's impossible! I'm Guidro Lockhart! The Merlin Medal III Medalist, an honorary member of Defense Against the Dark Arts League, has won the "Witcher Weekly" five times the most charming smile award!

There was a sparse applause from the audience. Most of the applause were the little witches, and only they retained some trust in Lockhart, while the other little wizards looked at him suspiciously.

Lockhart's return undoubtedly made Hermione exhale. She glared at Ron proudly, then stood up and said loudly.

"I think you will not be afraid of the curse, Professor! Because you once said in the autobiography "Break with the Female Ghost" that no one in the entire magical world knows how to lift the curse better than you!"

"That's right! Gryffindor adds 10 points!" Lockhart's face went dark. He was tired when he heard these words, but he had to pinch his nose to give Hermione extra points.

"Then professor, what are you doing in the principal's office?"

Suddenly there was a little wizard in the audience asking. Lockhart, who realized after looking for a circle, didn't find who said it, but this obviously didn't trouble him. After clearing his throat, Lockhart said aloud. Explained.

"Good question! After learning that this position might be cursed, I found your headmaster Dumbledore as soon as possible to understand the ins and outs of the curse... and prepare to find a chance to crack it!"

Having said this, Lockhart blinked playfully, and then said.

"I guess you must not have imagined what I found in the principal's office. Principal Dumbledore secretly looked at my writings in the principal's office! I never thought that this old slipper belonged to me before. Fans..."

Harry was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't imagine that Professor Dumbledore would admire Lockhart like Hermione. This must be the craziest thing he has heard this year!

Ivan looked at Lockhart who was talking on the stage, and couldn't help sighing that the other party was worthy of being a senior liar, not to mention his thick-skinned astonishingly, but he could always think of ways to round out the stupid things he did before.

In a sense, this is really a talent!

If Lockhart wasn't too obsessed with fame, and did a lot of stupid things in the original time and space that were not in line with his own strength (for example, trying to challenge Snape), it would not be a few months of work at school. Its reputation is discredited.

Next, Lockhart spent a whole class time to tell everyone how he persuaded Headmaster Dumbledore to reveal the curse information.

Speaking of rise, Lockhart also asked Neville on the right to play Dumbledore, and cooperated with him to restore the scene at the time. The little wizards underneath were taken aback for a while...

It is worth mentioning that when Lockhart was about to find an assistant, Hermione raised her hand high for the first time, but it was a pity that Lockhart pretended not to see it at all.

Because he just wants to stay away from the two little wizards who killed the professor, and naturally also their friend Hermione...

"When Lockhart was in class, he dared to say that Dumbledore was his fan. This is ridiculous!" After class, Harry returned to the Gryffindor lounge and couldn't help it anymore. Unrealistic remarks.

Ron nodded frequently.

Although Lockhart's repeated blows made Hermione very depressed, she still subconsciously helped. "This is not necessarily true. Professor Lockhart's writing is so good, maybe President Dumbledore will read it too!"

The three quickly started arguing on this issue.

Ivan did not participate in the discussion, and looked at Lockhart speechlessly at the homework left for them, or a questionnaire, which they needed to fill out during the next class.

I found that there are three pages of paper on it, dozens of questions...

1. What color is Guidro Lockhart's favorite?

2. What is Guidro Lockhart's secret ambition?

3. What do you think is Guidro Lockhart's greatest achievement so far?

...

Ivan flipped and flipped,

What makes him a little uncomfortable is that most of these questions can be answered by himself. Is he also a big fan of Lockhart?

Ivan was lost in confusion, and it took a long time to remember that he had read Lockhart's "Walk with the Troll" in order to investigate the habits of the trolls last year, and when he was investigating the werewolves, he checked "With the Werewolves". "Wandering", I have to feel that I wrote down a lot of content related to Lockhart.

"Ivan, what do you think of UU reading www.uukanshu.com?" After arguing fiercely for a while, Hermione turned to seek Ivan's advice.

Harry and Ron also looked over here, and they felt that Ivan Ivan would definitely be on their side.

But what made them stunned was that Ivan was actually filling out the survey questionnaire left by Gildro Lockhart, and it seemed that he had finished writing one-third of it.

Hermione leaned over to look happily, but she frowned again quickly, and she clicked on the third question on the test paper to point her out.

"It is wrong here. Professor Lockhart's secret ambition is to eliminate evil in the world and sell a series of hair lotions, not to promote his toothpaste!"

Ivan's look is a bit weird,

What, isn't Lockhart endorsing toothpaste? Then why are his teeth so bright?