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, it's very dangerous in the Forbidden Forest. Centaurs are also very repulsive to wizards. They are not a friendly race." Andy decided to fulfill his duties as a senior. He couldn't just 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 something that violates school rules, you'd better do it near Gryffindor students."

Andy: "?"

is it you? Hermione, your character is ruined!

After dinner and a short rest, Andy and Hermione went to the astronomy tower to count the stars...well, it was an astronomy class.

With Gryffindor.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts today was terrible."

"Oh my God! Who would have thought that Professor Lockhart couldn't even deal with the Cornish elf."

"The classroom was a mess."

"Neville is still hanging from the ceiling."

Before the astronomy class started, Andy heard the little Gryffindor wizard complaining about this afternoon's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

What elf?

Cornish elf?

Are they those eight-inch little guys with cyan skin and pointed faces who like to play pranks?

this…?

Winner of the Order of Merlin Level 3, 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 wrongly.

Andy turned around and asked a little Gryffindor witch: "In your Defense Against the Dark Arts class this afternoon, Professor Lockhart taught you to deal with Cornwall elves?"

"Um!"

The little witch nodded, "What's wrong?"

Andy said in disbelief: "Lockhart...can't even deal with the Cornish elf?"

"Not at all!"

The little witch was obviously Lockhart's biggest fan, and she argued with reason: "Professor Lockhart is just not ready."

Andy: "..."

What does this have to do with not being ready?

That's a Cornish elf.

What is the status of these little things in the magical world? Probably similar to mice in the Muggle world!

Couldn't adult Muggles still be able to deal with a few rats?

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 really understand the truth of the matter after we take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Hey! Lockhart can't even deal with the Cornish elf. I don't think he can use magic at all." This was the only explanation Andy could think of.

“Think of all the books he wrote!”

The little witch argued with reason: "Have you read it, how exciting are his adventure stories? Maybe Professor Lockhart is 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.

At this moment, the string called 'sanity' in Andy's mind was basically broken.

The books I spent so much money on...

Lockhart's complete set of books is more expensive than all the textbooks combined.

All that money was made by Andy's two months of hard work, one pot at a time.

Damn Lockhart!

And damn Dumbledore!

"Just wait for me!" Andy gritted his teeth.

Andy quickly sorted out his connections 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 is a super-famous reporter who has always been known in the wizarding world for her outrageous reporting and fabrication.

She can always find out the little-known secrets, and then make them up, and finally report them as 30% true and 70% false.

Andy enjoys reading the news she writes.

As long as you analyze carefully, you can find the hidden truth in her reports.

"Maybe write her a letter."

Andy thought to himself: "But before that, we have to find evidence."

If Lockhart is really a parallel importer, he will at least get the money he paid for the book back.

By the way, trick 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!

There was a soft sound, and Snape, dressed in black, appeared out of thin air.

Looking at the open door, Snape quickened his pace and walked directly in.

Manor living room.

Narcissa Malfoy placed two glasses of red wine on the coffee table. She glanced at Snape, nodded slightly, and was about to sit down next to Lucius Malfoy.

"We have something personal to discuss," Snape said unkindly.

Lucius Malfoy heard this and clapped Narcissa's hand, "It's a bit late. You go back and rest first."

After Narcissa left, Lucius glanced at Snape in surprise, "Where have you been in the past two months? Why is there no news at all?"

Snape looked at Lucius, "Did you do something stupid?"

Lucius frowned, his face looking a little unsightly.

"That thing has fallen into Dumbledore's hands."

Snape said in a deep voice: "This operation of the Ministry of Magic was originally ordered 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 does he have to be afraid of?

"You mean that diary?"

Lucius took a sip of red wine, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said, "I thought that thing could cause some trouble for Dumbledore! If he is kicked out of Hogwarts, maybe you can become the principal."

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's expression changed drastically. He quickly opened his sleeves, but the Dark Mark on them was still dim.

"Severus, you...?" Lucius looked at Snape with fear in his eyes.

What have you been going through these past few months?