Chapter 55 Hogwarts Knows the King and Whomping Willow
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The first class was History of Magic. Before class, John went to see the Whomping Willow, which was injured by his father.
The Whomping Willow is a large willow tree outside Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft. It has a furious temperament, and no matter what hits it, it will be beaten by the branches of the willow tree.
By the time John arrived at the Whomping Willow, there were already two people there.
"I heard that I once came across a Whomping Willow when I was traveling, as long as it is like this..."
"Stop it, you're only going to piss it off!"
"Don't worry, I'm the holder of the Order of Merlin Third Class, Gilderoy Lockhart with the most charming smile."
Snapped!
"Strange why not?"
"To shut up!"
John watched as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who claimed to know everything took out his wand and cast a spell, successfully making Whomping Willow furious.
Professor Sprout, a fellow herbalist professor under the tree, was innocently implicated, and the Whomping Willow kicked Professor Sprout out.
At this moment, Professor Sprout has the heart to kill Lockhart. This former Ravenclaw student is a guy who knows everything about kings.
Professor Sprout looked sullen, wondering why Dumbledore would let this Ravenclaw disgrace come back to teach.
"It's all right Professor Sprout, I've traveled with trolls and it's a piece of cake for this injury."
"Stop it, don't come here!"
Professor Sprout's short and fat body exploded with infinite strength, and he rolled and crawled out of the attacking range of the Whomping Willow.
She was really scared. If this guy continued to deal with it, she might either die of the Whomping Willow or herself.
So she excused that class was about to start, and told this annoying guy to leave quickly.
"Is this King Knowing the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"
After John witnessed how Lockhart entrapped a senior herbalism professor, he fell into deep thought.
"Even if the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts was thrown away every year, it wouldn't be possible to let such a thing in?"
Recalling that he saw Lockhart's works, John seriously doubted whether the two Lockharts were the same person.
"There are also gunmen in the wizarding world?"
The seeds of doubt have been planted, and John comes near the Whomping Willow after the two leave.
He had seen a secret passage under the Whomping Willow from the Marauder's Map, but how to approach it was a problem.
The Whomping Willow is very ferocious, and the branches that used to stand tall are now collapsed. It doesn't take much thinking to know that this is the contribution of my own father.
John approached the Whomping Willow, and a branch was drawn directly over it.
He backed away, the Whomping Willow waving its branches and looking aggressive.
"It is so sensitive and active, it may have unexpected effects if it is used to make amulets."
Watching the Whomping Willow waving there, John stroked his chin and kept his eyes on the wound.
He was already thinking about where to get some of it.
As for the treatment of Whomping Willow, isn't it normal to be injured in such a thing?
His left hand drew his wand, and John drew his sword.
"Petrificus Totalus"
The waving branches stopped, and John seized the opportunity to use the flying boots to jump up and cut off some of the broken branches.
After doing all this, John launched his flying boots and flew away. After the Whomping Willow recovered, it waved its branches angrily like a group of demons.
"Ah, ah, I'm not going to study how to treat you."
John was justified, and even thought the Whomping Willow was petty.
It's such a big tree, what's wrong with giving yourself something.
With a wave of his hand, John stuffed the branch into the small bag and turned around without taking a cloud.
Regarding the treatment of Whomping Willow, he felt that this professional problem might require a professional person.
For example, Professor Sprout is a very good choice.
Class time was approaching, and John was familiar with all the secret passages in Hogwarts, so he didn't panic at all.
One second before the History of Magic class was about to start, he stepped on the clock and entered the classroom.
Professor Binns of the History of Magic forgot to take his body away from his sleep and became a ghost.
His lessons are boring without any vividness, just like his old and lifeless appearance makes people feel drowsy.
Even John barely kept himself from falling asleep. He read the history of magic in class, but he was actually studying with alchemy notes.
After getting through the history of magic, the afternoon is Defense Against the Dark Arts.
At lunchtime, Ron was there cursing his broken wand.
"My mother said Lockhart was a brave wizard."
Unlike Daphne, who was full of expectations, John remembered what he saw in the morning, and he no longer had any expectations for Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
He picked up the potato with the skin on and peeled it carefully, then put it in his mouth in one bite.
Malfoy wasn't around, because he'd laughed at Harry in the past.
Harry's capture by Lockhart this morning was another publicity, which made the Malfoy children very jealous.
Daphne forgot to bring the new work "I Can Be Magical" that her mother asked Lockhart to sign, so she went back to get it.
Hermione walked over with Lockhart's book in her arms, with a slight blush on her face, she said with full expectation: "I don't know what kind of vivid class Professor Lockhart will bring, just like in his book. It's an adventure."
"Uh... I'm afraid this is a bit difficult." John couldn't bear to tell her the truth.
Looking at Hermione's appearance as a young girl Huaichun, after knowing the truth, I'm afraid she will have nothing to love.
If it was the old Hermione, she would definitely be able to understand the meaning of John's words, but now she is still immersed in admiration for Lockhart.
John thought it was very interesting. If this scene was filmed, it would be a landslide black material when Hermione became the Minister of Magic.
Harry over there was in trouble, not just because of Malfoy's belittling taunts, but also because of Lockhart's embarrassment when he arrived.
Colin Creevey is a Gryffindor first-year student, and he is also a fan of Harry Potter.
Colin pressed the camera to take pictures of Harry, and Lockhart asked him to take a photo of the two together after he came over.
This made Harry extremely uncomfortable.
During the afternoon class bell, Lockhart thought he was doing well and took Harry away in his arms.
Ron and Hermione were left behind, and the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seemed to be enjoying the limelight.
John also finished the last potato, and he came to Ron, who was blushing angrily after being mocked by Malfoy.
"Ron, don't worry about it, okay, I heard your wand is broken?"
Hearing John's words, Ron took out the broken wand in frustration.
Taking the wand over and looking at it, the core inside is still intact, which is good news.
After all, it was his father's fault. John felt that as a son, he still had to save him.
John looked at it for a while and said, "I happen to be learning how to make a wand. Maybe I can fix it for you."
"Really? That's great, thank you John!"
Ron was overjoyed, and if Mrs Weasley knew he'd broken his wand, he'd probably send another Howler letter.
It was like a lifesaver, and he was very grateful.
"It's time for class. I'll fix it for you after I find all the repair materials." The Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon is taught by the two colleges together.
John returned the wand to Ron, and they walked towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
The new Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom is full of photos at first glance, and the owner of these photos is, not surprisingly, Gilderoy Lockhart.
...
Not long after entering the classroom, Lockhart came in.
He was different from other professors, wearing a gorgeous turquoise robe, and a turquoise top hat with a gold rim on his shiny blond hair.
The flamboyant appearance made Malfoy feel uncomfortable for a while, this guy still hated the photo of Lockhart and Harry, so he clicked his tongue.
On the contrary, the girls reacted, their eyes were shining with gold and their faces were flushed, as if they were fans of stars.
Most of them had mothers who were Lockhart fans, or were Lockhart fans themselves.
As a liar, Lockhart, in addition to being able to use the Oblivion Curse, is also very good looking.
He made a show of himself, especially in self-introduction.
"I, Gilderoy Lockhart, [-]rd Class of the Order of Merlin, Honorary Member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts League.
Five-time Witcher Weekly Award for Most Charming Smile...but I never talk about that, I didn't smile to banish the banshee of Wan Lun. "
There was also a cold stalk at the end, but unfortunately no one could understand it.
John was speechless. After such a long series of introductions, the only useful one was the honorary member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Alliance. No matter how you looked at it, he thought it was a vase.
And John was able to confirm his guess soon. Lockhart's first class test turned out to be a questionnaire.
The content of the questionnaire directly confused John.
1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?
2. What was Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?
3. What do you consider Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?
What the hell are these, are you sure you are here for class and not for the idol meeting?
The Whomping Willow is a large willow tree outside Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft. It has a furious temperament, and no matter what hits it, it will be beaten by the branches of the willow tree.
By the time John arrived at the Whomping Willow, there were already two people there.
"I heard that I once came across a Whomping Willow when I was traveling, as long as it is like this..."
"Stop it, you're only going to piss it off!"
"Don't worry, I'm the holder of the Order of Merlin Third Class, Gilderoy Lockhart with the most charming smile."
Snapped!
"Strange why not?"
"To shut up!"
John watched as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who claimed to know everything took out his wand and cast a spell, successfully making Whomping Willow furious.
Professor Sprout, a fellow herbalist professor under the tree, was innocently implicated, and the Whomping Willow kicked Professor Sprout out.
At this moment, Professor Sprout has the heart to kill Lockhart. This former Ravenclaw student is a guy who knows everything about kings.
Professor Sprout looked sullen, wondering why Dumbledore would let this Ravenclaw disgrace come back to teach.
"It's all right Professor Sprout, I've traveled with trolls and it's a piece of cake for this injury."
"Stop it, don't come here!"
Professor Sprout's short and fat body exploded with infinite strength, and he rolled and crawled out of the attacking range of the Whomping Willow.
She was really scared. If this guy continued to deal with it, she might either die of the Whomping Willow or herself.
So she excused that class was about to start, and told this annoying guy to leave quickly.
"Is this King Knowing the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"
After John witnessed how Lockhart entrapped a senior herbalism professor, he fell into deep thought.
"Even if the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts was thrown away every year, it wouldn't be possible to let such a thing in?"
Recalling that he saw Lockhart's works, John seriously doubted whether the two Lockharts were the same person.
"There are also gunmen in the wizarding world?"
The seeds of doubt have been planted, and John comes near the Whomping Willow after the two leave.
He had seen a secret passage under the Whomping Willow from the Marauder's Map, but how to approach it was a problem.
The Whomping Willow is very ferocious, and the branches that used to stand tall are now collapsed. It doesn't take much thinking to know that this is the contribution of my own father.
John approached the Whomping Willow, and a branch was drawn directly over it.
He backed away, the Whomping Willow waving its branches and looking aggressive.
"It is so sensitive and active, it may have unexpected effects if it is used to make amulets."
Watching the Whomping Willow waving there, John stroked his chin and kept his eyes on the wound.
He was already thinking about where to get some of it.
As for the treatment of Whomping Willow, isn't it normal to be injured in such a thing?
His left hand drew his wand, and John drew his sword.
"Petrificus Totalus"
The waving branches stopped, and John seized the opportunity to use the flying boots to jump up and cut off some of the broken branches.
After doing all this, John launched his flying boots and flew away. After the Whomping Willow recovered, it waved its branches angrily like a group of demons.
"Ah, ah, I'm not going to study how to treat you."
John was justified, and even thought the Whomping Willow was petty.
It's such a big tree, what's wrong with giving yourself something.
With a wave of his hand, John stuffed the branch into the small bag and turned around without taking a cloud.
Regarding the treatment of Whomping Willow, he felt that this professional problem might require a professional person.
For example, Professor Sprout is a very good choice.
Class time was approaching, and John was familiar with all the secret passages in Hogwarts, so he didn't panic at all.
One second before the History of Magic class was about to start, he stepped on the clock and entered the classroom.
Professor Binns of the History of Magic forgot to take his body away from his sleep and became a ghost.
His lessons are boring without any vividness, just like his old and lifeless appearance makes people feel drowsy.
Even John barely kept himself from falling asleep. He read the history of magic in class, but he was actually studying with alchemy notes.
After getting through the history of magic, the afternoon is Defense Against the Dark Arts.
At lunchtime, Ron was there cursing his broken wand.
"My mother said Lockhart was a brave wizard."
Unlike Daphne, who was full of expectations, John remembered what he saw in the morning, and he no longer had any expectations for Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
He picked up the potato with the skin on and peeled it carefully, then put it in his mouth in one bite.
Malfoy wasn't around, because he'd laughed at Harry in the past.
Harry's capture by Lockhart this morning was another publicity, which made the Malfoy children very jealous.
Daphne forgot to bring the new work "I Can Be Magical" that her mother asked Lockhart to sign, so she went back to get it.
Hermione walked over with Lockhart's book in her arms, with a slight blush on her face, she said with full expectation: "I don't know what kind of vivid class Professor Lockhart will bring, just like in his book. It's an adventure."
"Uh... I'm afraid this is a bit difficult." John couldn't bear to tell her the truth.
Looking at Hermione's appearance as a young girl Huaichun, after knowing the truth, I'm afraid she will have nothing to love.
If it was the old Hermione, she would definitely be able to understand the meaning of John's words, but now she is still immersed in admiration for Lockhart.
John thought it was very interesting. If this scene was filmed, it would be a landslide black material when Hermione became the Minister of Magic.
Harry over there was in trouble, not just because of Malfoy's belittling taunts, but also because of Lockhart's embarrassment when he arrived.
Colin Creevey is a Gryffindor first-year student, and he is also a fan of Harry Potter.
Colin pressed the camera to take pictures of Harry, and Lockhart asked him to take a photo of the two together after he came over.
This made Harry extremely uncomfortable.
During the afternoon class bell, Lockhart thought he was doing well and took Harry away in his arms.
Ron and Hermione were left behind, and the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seemed to be enjoying the limelight.
John also finished the last potato, and he came to Ron, who was blushing angrily after being mocked by Malfoy.
"Ron, don't worry about it, okay, I heard your wand is broken?"
Hearing John's words, Ron took out the broken wand in frustration.
Taking the wand over and looking at it, the core inside is still intact, which is good news.
After all, it was his father's fault. John felt that as a son, he still had to save him.
John looked at it for a while and said, "I happen to be learning how to make a wand. Maybe I can fix it for you."
"Really? That's great, thank you John!"
Ron was overjoyed, and if Mrs Weasley knew he'd broken his wand, he'd probably send another Howler letter.
It was like a lifesaver, and he was very grateful.
"It's time for class. I'll fix it for you after I find all the repair materials." The Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon is taught by the two colleges together.
John returned the wand to Ron, and they walked towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
The new Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom is full of photos at first glance, and the owner of these photos is, not surprisingly, Gilderoy Lockhart.
...
Not long after entering the classroom, Lockhart came in.
He was different from other professors, wearing a gorgeous turquoise robe, and a turquoise top hat with a gold rim on his shiny blond hair.
The flamboyant appearance made Malfoy feel uncomfortable for a while, this guy still hated the photo of Lockhart and Harry, so he clicked his tongue.
On the contrary, the girls reacted, their eyes were shining with gold and their faces were flushed, as if they were fans of stars.
Most of them had mothers who were Lockhart fans, or were Lockhart fans themselves.
As a liar, Lockhart, in addition to being able to use the Oblivion Curse, is also very good looking.
He made a show of himself, especially in self-introduction.
"I, Gilderoy Lockhart, [-]rd Class of the Order of Merlin, Honorary Member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts League.
Five-time Witcher Weekly Award for Most Charming Smile...but I never talk about that, I didn't smile to banish the banshee of Wan Lun. "
There was also a cold stalk at the end, but unfortunately no one could understand it.
John was speechless. After such a long series of introductions, the only useful one was the honorary member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Alliance. No matter how you looked at it, he thought it was a vase.
And John was able to confirm his guess soon. Lockhart's first class test turned out to be a questionnaire.
The content of the questionnaire directly confused John.
1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?
2. What was Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?
3. What do you consider Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?
What the hell are these, are you sure you are here for class and not for the idol meeting?
