Chapter 281 Professor Lockhart’s Magic
This is why Harry doesn't like to talk about the scar on his forehead with others. It is not just a medal for defeating Voldemort. The most important thing is that it symbolizes that he will never see his parents again.
However, most people didn't care at all about the death of his parents. They only cared that Voldemort was driven away.
Colin was obviously frightened by Harry's words. He laughed dryly and said, "No, I, I just admire you and have no intention of insulting your parents..."
"Yes, yes!" Harry couldn't help but raise his voice, "You only need to inquire a little bit and you will know that Voldemort not only left me this scar that night!" He opened his forehead and ignored it. Colin's breathing became rapid because he saw the "medal", "He also took away my parents!"
The surroundings became quiet, and a burst of smoke rose from Harry's glasses. He quickly took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, "If you want to take a photo of any scars or other things, please find someone else, okay?"
After saying that, he carried his broom and left.
Colin stood there stupidly until Robert patted his shoulder. He jumped up like a frightened rabbit, "Um, I'm sorry, that...senior, hello...I mean, Is there a problem?"
"Oh, I was just passing by, and seeing you seemed to arouse Harry's sadness." Robert shrugged, "Then, I stopped by to remind you that the fourth floor is Peeves' territory, and he will come over to arrange it soon. It’s a trap, you will be accidentally injured if you stand here.”
"Peeves!" Colin's face suddenly turned pale, and he hurried away with the camera in his arms.
Robert looked at the ground, where there was a picture of Harry, whose neck was strangled so that his whole face was red and his expression was very painful, and Professor Lockhart, who was smiling and showing off his smooth and shining teeth.
Picking up the photo, Robert had a strange expression. I heard...Colin is a fan of Harry, right?
His idol's expression is distorted, but he can still happily show it to his idol...
Is this not a black fan?
To be honest, if it was him who was photographed, Robert would have given him a whole semester without even thinking about taking classes properly. Harry just scolded people a lot and that would be considered a good temper.
Shaking his head, Robert put away the photo. He would not burn or tear it up. For a wizard, it would be too easy to recover. If he was unlucky enough to be picked up by some little wizard, Harry's reputation would be ruined.
The weather was nice today and there was sunshine, so Robert decided to take a walk outside the castle.
When he came to the foyer, he saw Hermione holding a book and reading as she walked, occasionally smiling.
A little curious about what this girl was looking at, Robert walked next to her and stretched his head to look at the book, "What are you looking at?"
Hermione was startled by him and was stunned for a moment while holding the book. Then she patted her chest and said with relief, "It scared me to death. I thought it was Peeves..."
Robert: "...I think my appearance can still be saved..."
Hermione laughed out loud, "Oh, no, that's not what I meant." She looked at the book in her hand and carefully put it back into her backpack, "I was just reading this book and thought of the last semester. Things, you know, trolls..."
"Hmm, that burly Mr. Troll was hit by a big bag and fell on the road leading to the bottom of the pass." Robert nodded and looked at Hermione with some confusion, "So?"
"Walking with Trolls." Hermione's eyes were bright. "I really regret not reading this book. If I had read his work earlier, I would have known that trolls are actually really stinky! But he said, If we had moongrass juice, we could get rid of this stench! If we had this thing at that time, we wouldn’t have to be afraid of the stench of the trolls!”
Robert was silent. If he remembered correctly, that thing smelled like a little bigger than a troll?
Well, it seems that he is actually right. If the two odors are added together, the nose is probably almost useless, so naturally it cannot smell the odor.
Looking at Hermione, Robert felt that this girl wouldn't try it, right?
"I really want to try it if I can..." Hermione said disappointedly, "It's a pity that I didn't find this herb in Diagon Alley."
Robert silently gave the herbal shop a thumbs up. If there really was such a shop selling that stuff...
The taste... is almost the same as eating a can of herring after eating stinky tofu, eating two mouthfuls of garlic, taking durian as an after-dinner fruit, and finally taking out a pack of stingray fillets while watching a TV series.
...By the way, if he did this, would his neighbor silently take out his sniper rifle and send him to see Merlin?
With these things in his mind, Robert told Hermione tactfully, "Hogwarts doesn't even have those things."
Hermione's eyes widened, "Is it a rare herb? Oh my God, he is so powerful. Even this herb can be found in the wild."
Robert turned away his head and coughed dryly, "After all, he was once a senior in Ravenclaw, and he is quite knowledgeable."
The little girl seemed to be even more adoring.
Robert scratched his chin, feeling that this was not okay. What if this girl found the moonlight grass and fainted from the smell, would she think he was watching her joke?
"Actually, there is another way." Robert waved his wand at her, "Do you remember the Bubble Charm?"
Hermione was stunned for a moment, as if she was a little confused. After a while, she finally came to her senses, "Ah, why did I forget this? Yes! The Head Bubble Charm!"
With that said, she turned around and walked back.
Robert followed her and asked curiously, "Where are you going?"
Hermione said excitedly, "I'm going to tell Professor Lockhart! The Head Bubble Charm can also block odors! This might help him on his next trip!"
No, all he needs to do is forget everything.
Following Hermione, he climbed up to the third floor. Before he reached the corner, Robert saw a long line of girls, holding books in their hands, standing outside the door waiting.
Their eyes were filled with anticipation.
Robert looked carefully, oh, there wasn't a boy there.
Come to think of it, on a day like this, the boys are probably out playing with broomsticks.
Reading?
nonexistent.
As for why the girls are gathered here, of course it’s because of Gilderoy Lockhart’s looks!
If you don’t want to watch such a hot and handsome celebrity, why do you want to watch a group of mud monkeys fighting in the sky? !
The little girls all dressed themselves up beautifully, like little princesses instead of little witches. Does this mean Hermione is still normal?
She didn't turn her wizard robe pink, nor did she turn it into a tutu. She didn't add any lace or anything, not even a small waistcoat.
He doesn't even look like a star-chasing fan.
Apparently she also noticed this and was hesitating whether to go back and change clothes.
Of course, if Lockhart is really powerful, at least half of the women in Hogwarts have attracted their attention, including...
"Good day, Mrs. Pince." Robert raised his hand and said hello, "Are you also here to visit Professor Lockhart?"
