Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

As for Pansy, there are still a few feet left around the button she conjured, and she is running around on the table. Most of the students' performance is not very good, as if they had a vacation after going home and learned what they learned. It's all leaking from the brain, Professor McGonagall's expression is serious, and her frowning brows slowly unfolded only when she passed Malfoy's table. The buttons he conjured are delicate and beautiful.There is no trace of the beetle.

"Slytherin plus ten points." Professor McGonagall said approvingly.

"Seriously, I really don't know the use of learning this." Pansy complained to Malfoy in the hallway after class."Although I don't like Muggles, sometimes it's good to use their stuff. No one really puts a beetle on his body as a button, right? Just buy it when you need it."

Malfoy frowned and didn't know how to change her mind. No one knew what would happen in the future. Even if he himself had changed so much history, perhaps the future development he knew would become completely different. Maybe, anyone can participate in the battle, and now every basic composition is very important to ordinary students.

"Pancey." Malfoy called out solemnly, and was about to instill some correct ideas into her, but was interrupted again.

"Today's black magic class actually wants us to go with Gryffindor." Pansy took out a piece of paper and glanced at it."Come on, I don't want to sit with those people, maybe we should choose a good position?" As he said, he dragged him to the classroom of Defense Against the Dark Arts class without giving him a chance to speak.

Malfoy could only be dragged away by her helplessly.

When I arrived in the classroom, the class had not yet started. As a result, the classroom was almost full. Almost all girls. The rest of the talented people walked in slowly before the bell rang. The seats looked distinct. Gryffindor occupied one side, Slater. Lin took the other side.

After the whole class sat down, Lockhart cleared his throat loudly to calm everyone down.He reached out and picked up Neville Longbottom's "Walk with the Troll" in his hand, showing the picture of himself blinking on the cover.

"I," he said, pointing to his photo, and blinking his eyes, "Gidlow Lockhart, Merlin, Third Class Medal, Honorary Member of the Anti-Dark Magic League, won the "Witcher Weekly" Five Times Most Charming Smile Award ——But I don’t talk about that, I don’t use a smile to drive away Wan Lun’s female ghost!"

He waited for everyone to laugh, a few of them smiled faintly, and Malfoy looked at him with a playful smile.

Then he sent out a paper to everyone. The questions mentioned above were all about his personal preferences, such as:

1.What color is Gidero Lockhart's favorite?

2.What are Gidro Lockhart's secret ambitions?

3.What do you think is Gidro Lockhart's greatest achievement so far? And so on, three sides of the paper.

"A waste of life," Malfoy murmured.After only writing a sentence on the test paper, he started thinking about his own business, such as how to make Pansy fall in love with learning, or who was the criminal who took the little black book.

Ron and Harry looked a little dazed. They almost didn’t know the teacher at all. They only knew that he liked to show off a little bit. Seeing Hermione’s pens flying, they could only lift their quill pens. It seems to be extremely important, and it is almost the same for most male compatriots.They grabbed their ears and cheeks and couldn’t start. Harry even felt that he would rather do the questions about potions now, after all, except for Snape.

Half an hour later, Lockhart collected the test papers and looked through them in front of the class.

"Tsk tusk-almost no one remembers my favorite lilac color. I mentioned it in "A Year With XC Snowman"." He commented on everyone's test papers. The male students were bored, while the female students were engrossed. Listening, suddenly Lockhart mentioned Hermione's name, which shocked her.

".. But Miss Hermione Granger knows that my secret ambition is to eliminate the evil in the world and sell my own series of hair conditioners-good girl! In fact, "He turned her paper over, "One Percent! Where is Miss Hermione Granger?"

Hermione raised a trembling hand."Excellent!" Lockhart said with a smile, "Very good! Give Gryffindor ten points!

"Yeah." Lockhart continued to flip the test paper down, and suddenly his brows wrinkled, as if seeing a blank scroll.But his brows stretched quickly again, and he smiled heartily: "Slytherin plus twenty points, Mr. Draco's answer is perfect, but it is a secret between me and him. I can't tell you what he wrote." Lockhart said with a big smile and winked in the direction of Malfoy's seat.

Hermione, who was immersed in joy just now, was in a daze when she heard this familiar name. She looked in the direction of Malfoy, only to find that he seemed to be in a daze.

"Why can't I always find a chance to ask him clearly?" She thought of an incident that happened before. She asked herself this way, but she knew that it was not a chance, but she herself did not dare to think of this and add to the college. The great joy seems to have been diluted a lot.

Now, let’s get down to business..." Lockhart bent down and took out a large cage covered with a cloth from behind the podium and placed it on the table.

"Now—be careful! My task is to teach you to resist the most evil things known in the magic world! You will face the most horrible things in this classroom. But remember, as long as I am here, you will not No harm will happen. I just ask you to keep calm."

Harry couldn't help but stuck his head from behind a pile of books, wanting to take a good look at the cage.Lockhart put one hand on the hood, Neville in the first row shrank back, and Pansy moved a few steps toward the seat where Malfoy was.

"I must ask you not to scream," Lockhart said in a low voice, "that will irritate them!"

The whole class held their breath, except for Malfoy.Lockhart then lifted the cover.

"Yes," he said actingly, "the Cornish elf just caught."

A male student couldn't help but let out a sneer, and even Lockhart couldn't think it was a scream of horror.

"Seriously!" Lockhart said angrily, shaking his finger at him, "They are also cunning little spoilers like the devil!"

Malfoy looked at the little elves in the cage. These little elves were iron-blue, about eight inches tall, with small pointed faces, and very piercing voices, as if many budgerigars were arguing.As soon as the cover was removed, they began to chirp, jump up and down, sway the cage, and make all kinds of weird faces at people nearby.

"Okay," Lockhart said loudly, "see what you do with them!" He opened the cage door.

This is a mess.The elf flies around like a rocket.Two of them grabbed Neville's ears and picked him up.A few others rushed out of the window and withdrew the broken glass from the back of the classroom.The rest wreaked havoc in the classroom, worse than a rampaging rhino.They grabbed ink bottles and splashed them at the class, tore books and papers into shreds, tore off pictures on the walls, raised the waste bin upside down, and threw school bags and textbooks out of the broken window, and some Climbing onto the girls' heads and starting to pull their hair.

"All petrified!" Malfoy stopped the little elves who rushed towards him, helped Pansy out of the siege, and then watched the play.

"Come on, get them together, get them together, they are just little elves..." Lockhart shouted.He rolled up his sleeves and brandished his wand and shouted, "Pesch, Pixi, Pestronomi!"

To no avail, an elf grabbed Lockhart's wand and threw it out the window.Lockhart took a breath and got under the podium table, almost hit by Neville, because in almost the same second, the chandelier could not bear to fall.

"This kind of strength can also be our defense against the Dark Arts teacher?" Pansy asked suspiciously.The same expression was written on the faces of almost all the students. They were also suspicious. The teachers were helpless to solve the problems that the students could barely solve, which made them suspicious.

"Maybe his wand is broken." Hermione explained to him."It's just like Ron's." She added, "You have all read his book--think about the amazing things he did..."

Some classmates agreed with Hermione's statement, and the color on his face gradually disappeared, but Ron still muttered, "It's just that he said he did it."

After a while, the students grabbed all the elves back into their cages, even though it was very difficult.

"It seems that your practice effect is very good." I don't know when, Lockhart got out of the table and put on his signature smile, as if nothing happened just now.

Malfoy could only cast a scorn on him.

"Well, let me see. Just now, every elf caught back can add five points to their academy. Please come up and register." Noting that the atmosphere on the scene was a bit subtle, Lockhart began to change the subject. Obviously he succeeded. Almost all the students have forgotten his ugly attitude just now and rushed to get points.

"That's OK?" Malfoy was dumbfounded. He had never seen such a brazen person.

After a while, the school bell finally rang, and a farce came to an end.

"What did you write on the paper? I saw you didn't write a few words at all." Pansy asked Malfoy immediately after leaving the classroom. She was one of the few girls who were not interested in this teacher, but This did not stop her curiosity.

"Touted not to be eaten." Malfoy shrugged and then said, "I just wrote on it: My mother accidentally put a large bottle of Ogden Aged Heat Whiskey in my luggage before school started. You know, no Adults cannot drink alcohol, so I would like to ask you to help me deal with it."

"Bride openly?" Pansy stared at him with wide eyes.

"No, it's just the student's care for the teacher." Malfoy glanced at Lockhart and said sarcastically.

Lockhart's morality is hard to compliment.

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