Chapter 74

Gilderoy Lockhart, in some ways, is an amazing person.

He is an internationally renowned and author, a third-class Medal of Merlin of the Order of Merlin, an honorary member of the Anti-Black Arts League, and a five-time winner of The Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award. Wrote a lot of books and was all the rage in the wizarding world. Among them are "Gilderoy Lockhart Teaches You to Get Rid of Household Pests", "Gilderoy Lockhart Series", "Break with a Female Ghost", "Traveling with Ghouls", "Vacation with Dominatrix", "Walking with Trolls", "Traveling on a Boat with Vampires", "Wandering with Werewolves", "A Year with a Tibetan Yeti", "Me Who Can Magic" and so on.

If you position him as a writer, he is undoubtedly a very successful kind of writer. His book fans are all over the world, and he receives a lot of letters from them every day – mostly female book lovers. Sometimes Solim wondered if Lockhart was the kind of person who liked to sleep powder, then he would definitely eat a little blue pill for dinner by now. Because he has too many female fans, and they are all brainless fans.

As a writer, Lockhart was naturally successful. But if he's a proper adult wizard, that's up for debate. However, Solim knew that even if Lockhart's combat ability was not worth mentioning, he could be called a master in magic spells, especially memory magic.

And now the master, who was stopping Harry as he was about to go to class, was greeting him warmly. Actually, they had already met once before school started, but it was at the book signing at the Blotted Bookstore, Lockhart.

Seeing Harry and Lockhart whispering outside the greenhouse, Draco began to viciously choreograph the two.

"Solim, you know? A lot of people say that Lockhart is actually a gay," Draco whispered to Solim, "because Lockhart has a lot of female fans, but there has never been any ...... You know what I mean? Are you saying he's going to do something to Scarhead?"

With his mouth open, Solim didn't know how to answer it. Especially when I saw Draco's excitement...... Belch~~~~~

Fortunately, Professor Sprout's words interrupted the strange atmosphere.

"Okay, students, I'm going to ask you a few questions before I put on the earbuds. Professor Sprout clapped his hands vigorously, telling the students in the greenhouse to focus on her, not Lockhart, outside the door, "Does anyone know what mandrakes are for?"

There is no doubt that all the students in the greenhouse know what happens when a professor asks a question. Hermione raised her hand in the air as soon as Professor Sprout's words fell.

"Miss Granger. "

"Mandrake, also known as mandrake root. "Hermione is like eating a book in her stomach," it is a very effective recovery pill that can heal curses and transformation damage. "

"Yes, Gryffindor plus 10 points. "While mandrake is a very effective restorative, it is very dangerous in its own right, can anyone tell me why?"

Hermione quickly raised her arms again, nearly knocking off Harry's glasses as he had just entered.

"The cry of a mature mandrake is deadly. Hearing its cry kills people. Hermione replied.

"Very good! plus 10 points. Now, go get your earplugs. "

The greenhouse was in an instant of commotion, and everyone scrambled to grab the earplugs, especially the boys, because no one wanted to get the pink one, Solim didn't move, and Draco didn't move - Goyle and Crabbe went to get it for them. Solim could do without earplugs, but using a spell in full view of everyone was too maverick.

After Professor Sprout repeatedly told them to take precautions, they finally got started. Draco was the first to pull the mandrake out of the pot.

Although Solim knew a lot about this plant and had seen pictures of them in books, it was the first time he had seen them alive - the last time he bought the mandrakes at the "Sluggiggs Pharmacy" in Diagon Alley, they were all ripe, and the mature mandrakes were all processed, so naturally they would not be as energetic as they were now.

Draco pulled out a crumpled little man, cursing loudly with his mouth open - but they couldn't hear it with the earplugs. Draco poked the immature mandrake root with his finger with great interest, but was bitten before he could do it, but luckily the dragonskin gloves were not at all the mandrake could bite, but Draco was still startled, and in a fit of rage, he threw the crumpled little man into a new pot and began to bury it.

Solim's side hadn't pulled it out for a long time, and Draco's side was almost buried.

"What's going on?" Solim muttered to himself, "I'm afraid I'll get rid of its leaves no matter how hard I try." "

In the end, Solim, who couldn't pull it out, had to loosen the soil with a shovel, and finally dug up a very "fat" mandrake.

Solim's one was at least twice as big as Draco's. In the immature mandrake, it is definitely a "giant baby".

Solim's side quickly caught Draco's attention, and he stared wide-eyed at the large lump in Solim's hand. Finally, he brought a large flower pot over and helped Solim stuff the "fat baby" into his new home.

"That's enough," Draco said to Solim after class, "but how can your one be that big." Much larger than mine, at least twice as big as mine. "

The two Gryffindor girls passing by looked at Solim in surprise, and then at Draco with sympathetic eyes. Then he covered his mouth and ran away laughing.

Solim twitched the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly stopped Draco, who was not covering his mouth: "What is this, that's called a mandrake!

All Solim now is hope that there won't be any weird rumors at the school tomorrow, such as the "gifted" Solim......

In the afternoon, they were to have a Defence Against the Dark Arts class with Gryffindor, also known as Gilderoy Lockhart's. Solim had no hope at all, and at lunchtime, the young wizards who were going to take a Defence Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon were talking about Lockhart's "heroic deeds", especially the Gryffindor girls, who were particularly emotional.

"Hmph, Gilderoy Lockhart......" Draco snorted disdainfully, "My dad said he was a liar, and Dumbledore was so old and foolish that he hired such a person to teach us." "

"Liar?" Sylna looked at Draco quizzically.

"That's what my dad said," Draco shrugged, "and he said that none of Lockhart's deeds were true. "

"What do you think?" Draco asked, looking at Solim.

"Anyway, it's going to be his class soon, and you'll know what he's good at that time. Then Solim added, "But I don't have hope for him. Syrna, if there is anything you don't understand about your studies, just come and ask me. "

"Look at you like this, there's no doubt that Lockhart is a straw bag. Sylna said, "It's unfortunate that I met such a professor when I came to Hogwarts." "

"I think it's good, at least Lockhart isn't Quirrell......"

Listening to Solim's words, Draco fell silent for a moment. He's the one in the know, Quirrell...... It's not so much Voldemort, a dark wizard with a great reputation, who has been their Defence Against the Dark Arts class for a year. From this point of view, Lockhart is indeed stronger than Quirrell, isn't he?

Just as Solim and Draco were heading to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, the hallway was blocked by a large crowd. However, with two bodyguards with big shoulders and round waists, Draco easily squeezed to the front, and the scene he saw and heard in front of him instantly made him happy.

"Autographs, you're handing out autographs?" Draco seized the opportunity and instantly began to attack Harry. "Come on, everyone! The famous Harry Potter is handing out his autographed photo!"

"No! I didn't!" Harry clenched his fists angrily, "Shut up!

"You're jealous!" said this year's freshman, Colin Creevey, to his idol.

"Hah, I'm jealous of him?" Draco came out with a look of utter disdain. "What am I jealous of him? The scar on his head? No, I don't need to, I don't need to split my head, I don't think it's going to make you special, of course, I don't know if anyone else thinks that. "

Goyle and Crabbe laughed scoffingly.

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Ron saw his buddy being attacked by Malfoy, and immediately began to fight back.

Goyle and Crabbe stopped laughing and began to pinch their thick knuckles in a threatening manner.

Draco scoffed at Ron, he had been waiting for Weasley to speak.

"Be careful, Weasley," Draco smirked, "you don't want to get into any big trouble, do you?" and clenched his throat and screamed, "If you dare to take another wrong step, I'll take you home!"

The Slytherins laughed, they loved watching Draco taunt Weasley.

"Hey, Scarhead! Weasley wants an autographed picture of you, it's worth more than their house," Draco said malicely.