Chapter 165 What have you experienced in the past few months?
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Qi Shui Ping Gai
Chapter 165: What have you experienced in the past few months?
Andy took a deep breath, where did this little girl come from?
I just want to get high!
"Luna, the Forbidden Forest is very dangerous, and the centaur is also very repulsive to wizards, that's not a friendly race." Andy decided to do his duty as a senior, he can't just sit and watch the little girl learn bad things, right?
Luna nodded, didn't say anything, and just continued to eat happily.
Hermione glared at Andy, "Next time you talk about violating school rules, it's better to be near the Gryffindor students."
Andy: "?"
is it you?Hermione, your character is ruined!
After dinner and a short rest, Andy and Hermione came to the Astronomy Tower to count the stars... Well, it was an astronomy class.
With Gryffindor.
"Today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was abysmal."
"Oh my God! Who would have thought that Professor Lockhart couldn't even deal with the Cornish elves."
"The classroom is a mess."
"Neville is still hanging from the ceiling."
Before the astronomy class started, Andy heard the little wizards of Gryffindor complaining about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this afternoon.
What elf?
Cornish elves?
Was it the eight-inch, teal-skinned, pointed-faced, mischievous little ones?
This…?
Winner of the Order of Merlin Level [-], honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts Association, the famous Professor Lockhart... Can't even deal with these little guys?
Andy suspected that he might have heard wrong.
Andy turned around and asked a little witch in Gryffindor, "In your Defense Against the Dark Arts class this afternoon, Professor Lockhart taught you to deal with Cornish elves?"
"Ok!"
The little witch nodded, "What's wrong?"
Andy said in disbelief, "Lockhart...can't even deal with the Cornish elves?"
"Not at all!"
The little witch is obviously a die-hard fan of Lockhart, and she just heard her argue: "Professor Lockhart is just not ready."
Andy: "..."
What does that have to do with being ready?
That's a Cornish elf.
What is the status of these little things in the wizarding world?Probably similar to a mouse in the Muggle world!
Can't adult Muggles handle a few mice?
Unless he can't move his arms and legs at all.
How could an adult wizard not be able to handle a Cornish elf?
Andy thought Hermione could handle those little things.
Andy turned around and looked at Hermione, "I feel like our Defense Against the Dark Arts class is going to be canceled again this year."
"I think it might just be an accident."
Hermione is obviously also a fan of Lockhart, "Maybe we can't really understand the truth of the matter until we take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."
"Hey! Lockhart can't even deal with a Cornish elf. I don't think he can use magic at all." This was the only explanation Andy could think of.
"Think of the books he wrote!"
The little witch argued: "You've read it too, how wonderful are his adventure stories? Maybe Professor Lockhart was just injured, or... um..."
Hermione struggled for a moment, obviously unable to find a suitable reason that could perfectly excuse Lockhart.
"Really?" Andy raised his eyebrows.
The little witch snorted softly, picked up the textbook and pretended to read it.
Andy ignored her, too.
At this moment, the string called 'sanity' in Andy's mind was basically broken.
The book I paid so much for...
Lockhart's complete set of books is more expensive than all the textbooks combined.
The money was made by Andy after two months of hard work.
Damn Lockhart!
And damn Dumbledore!
"Just wait for me!" Andy gritted his teeth.
Andy quickly sorted out his contacts in his mind.
Malfoy?
Andy shook his head, I'm afraid not.
This kid was tricked by Andy last semester, and he probably won't be fooled so easily this semester.
Make a pre-selection!
"Um……"
Suddenly a name flashed in Andy's mind.
Rita Skeeter.
She's a super famous reporter, and has always been known in the wizarding world for her big reports and nonsense.
She can always find out those little-known secrets, and then make them up, and finally report three parts of the truth and seven parts of the truth.
Andy enjoys reading the news she writes.
As long as you analyze with your heart, you can find out the hidden truth from her reports.
"Perhaps write her a letter."
Andy pondered in his heart: "But before that, we have to find evidence."
If Lockhart is really a parallel importer, at least he has to get back the money he paid for the book.
By the way, cheat Dumbledore again!
Can't you put more thought into finding a more reliable professor?
I just want to study hard, why is it so difficult?
……
At the same time, at the entrance of Malfoy Manor.
Snapped!
With a soft sound, Snape in black appeared out of thin air.
Looking at the open door, Snape quickened his pace and walked in directly.
Manor living room.
Narcissa Malfoy put two glasses of red wine on the coffee table. She glanced at Snape, nodded slightly, and was about to sit down beside Lucius Malfoy.
"We have some personal matters to discuss." Snape said not very politely.
Lucius Malfoy heard this and clapped Narcissa's hand, "It's a bit late. You go back and rest first."
After Narcissa left, Lucius looked at Snape in surprise, "Where have you been these past two months? Why is there no news at all?"
Snape looked at Lucius, "Did you do something stupid?"
Lucius frowned, his expression a little unsightly.
"That thing has fallen into Dumbledore's hands."
Snape said in a deep voice: "The Ministry of Magic's operation this time was originally instructed by Dumbledore. His purpose was to find the things left by the Dark Lord."
Lucius's face changed when he heard this, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.
Voldemort has been dead for more than ten years, what has he to be afraid of?
"You mean the diary?"
Lucius took a sip of the red wine, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and said, "I thought that thing would cause Dumbledore a little trouble! If he is kicked out of Hogwarts, maybe you can be the headmaster."
Snape stared at Lucius. Lucius's expression was slightly unnatural. Just as he was about to say something, Snape rolled up his sleeves.
That's the Dark Mark!
Unlike the previous marks that were dim and almost disappeared, the Dark Mark on Snape's arm was lifelike and was still twisting unnaturally on his arm.
"This is…!"
Lucius' complexion changed drastically, and he quickly pulled away his sleeve, the Dark Mark on it was still dim.
"Severus, you...?" Lucius looked at Snape in horror.
What have you been going through these past few months?
Andy took a deep breath, where did this little girl come from?
I just want to get high!
"Luna, the Forbidden Forest is very dangerous, and the centaur is also very repulsive to wizards, that's not a friendly race." Andy decided to do his duty as a senior, he can't just sit and watch the little girl learn bad things, right?
Luna nodded, didn't say anything, and just continued to eat happily.
Hermione glared at Andy, "Next time you talk about violating school rules, it's better to be near the Gryffindor students."
Andy: "?"
is it you?Hermione, your character is ruined!
After dinner and a short rest, Andy and Hermione came to the Astronomy Tower to count the stars... Well, it was an astronomy class.
With Gryffindor.
"Today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was abysmal."
"Oh my God! Who would have thought that Professor Lockhart couldn't even deal with the Cornish elves."
"The classroom is a mess."
"Neville is still hanging from the ceiling."
Before the astronomy class started, Andy heard the little wizards of Gryffindor complaining about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this afternoon.
What elf?
Cornish elves?
Was it the eight-inch, teal-skinned, pointed-faced, mischievous little ones?
This…?
Winner of the Order of Merlin Level [-], honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts Association, the famous Professor Lockhart... Can't even deal with these little guys?
Andy suspected that he might have heard wrong.
Andy turned around and asked a little witch in Gryffindor, "In your Defense Against the Dark Arts class this afternoon, Professor Lockhart taught you to deal with Cornish elves?"
"Ok!"
The little witch nodded, "What's wrong?"
Andy said in disbelief, "Lockhart...can't even deal with the Cornish elves?"
"Not at all!"
The little witch is obviously a die-hard fan of Lockhart, and she just heard her argue: "Professor Lockhart is just not ready."
Andy: "..."
What does that have to do with being ready?
That's a Cornish elf.
What is the status of these little things in the wizarding world?Probably similar to a mouse in the Muggle world!
Can't adult Muggles handle a few mice?
Unless he can't move his arms and legs at all.
How could an adult wizard not be able to handle a Cornish elf?
Andy thought Hermione could handle those little things.
Andy turned around and looked at Hermione, "I feel like our Defense Against the Dark Arts class is going to be canceled again this year."
"I think it might just be an accident."
Hermione is obviously also a fan of Lockhart, "Maybe we can't really understand the truth of the matter until we take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."
"Hey! Lockhart can't even deal with a Cornish elf. I don't think he can use magic at all." This was the only explanation Andy could think of.
"Think of the books he wrote!"
The little witch argued: "You've read it too, how wonderful are his adventure stories? Maybe Professor Lockhart was just injured, or... um..."
Hermione struggled for a moment, obviously unable to find a suitable reason that could perfectly excuse Lockhart.
"Really?" Andy raised his eyebrows.
The little witch snorted softly, picked up the textbook and pretended to read it.
Andy ignored her, too.
At this moment, the string called 'sanity' in Andy's mind was basically broken.
The book I paid so much for...
Lockhart's complete set of books is more expensive than all the textbooks combined.
The money was made by Andy after two months of hard work.
Damn Lockhart!
And damn Dumbledore!
"Just wait for me!" Andy gritted his teeth.
Andy quickly sorted out his contacts in his mind.
Malfoy?
Andy shook his head, I'm afraid not.
This kid was tricked by Andy last semester, and he probably won't be fooled so easily this semester.
Make a pre-selection!
"Um……"
Suddenly a name flashed in Andy's mind.
Rita Skeeter.
She's a super famous reporter, and has always been known in the wizarding world for her big reports and nonsense.
She can always find out those little-known secrets, and then make them up, and finally report three parts of the truth and seven parts of the truth.
Andy enjoys reading the news she writes.
As long as you analyze with your heart, you can find out the hidden truth from her reports.
"Perhaps write her a letter."
Andy pondered in his heart: "But before that, we have to find evidence."
If Lockhart is really a parallel importer, at least he has to get back the money he paid for the book.
By the way, cheat Dumbledore again!
Can't you put more thought into finding a more reliable professor?
I just want to study hard, why is it so difficult?
……
At the same time, at the entrance of Malfoy Manor.
Snapped!
With a soft sound, Snape in black appeared out of thin air.
Looking at the open door, Snape quickened his pace and walked in directly.
Manor living room.
Narcissa Malfoy put two glasses of red wine on the coffee table. She glanced at Snape, nodded slightly, and was about to sit down beside Lucius Malfoy.
"We have some personal matters to discuss." Snape said not very politely.
Lucius Malfoy heard this and clapped Narcissa's hand, "It's a bit late. You go back and rest first."
After Narcissa left, Lucius looked at Snape in surprise, "Where have you been these past two months? Why is there no news at all?"
Snape looked at Lucius, "Did you do something stupid?"
Lucius frowned, his expression a little unsightly.
"That thing has fallen into Dumbledore's hands."
Snape said in a deep voice: "The Ministry of Magic's operation this time was originally instructed by Dumbledore. His purpose was to find the things left by the Dark Lord."
Lucius's face changed when he heard this, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.
Voldemort has been dead for more than ten years, what has he to be afraid of?
"You mean the diary?"
Lucius took a sip of the red wine, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and said, "I thought that thing would cause Dumbledore a little trouble! If he is kicked out of Hogwarts, maybe you can be the headmaster."
Snape stared at Lucius. Lucius's expression was slightly unnatural. Just as he was about to say something, Snape rolled up his sleeves.
That's the Dark Mark!
Unlike the previous marks that were dim and almost disappeared, the Dark Mark on Snape's arm was lifelike and was still twisting unnaturally on his arm.
"This is…!"
Lucius' complexion changed drastically, and he quickly pulled away his sleeve, the Dark Mark on it was still dim.
"Severus, you...?" Lucius looked at Snape in horror.
What have you been going through these past few months?
