Defense Against the Dark Arts started in this atmosphere.
As soon as he entered the classroom, Ron couldn't hold back his laughter. What was he doing?
I saw a huge self-portrait hanging on the wall of Defense Against the Dark Arts. In the portrait, the wizard had blond hair raised, wearing a gorgeous turquoise robe, and was painting... himself with a paintbrush.
Surprisingly, there is more than one such self-portrait, the entire Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom is covered with Lockhart.
"One, two, three... seven, seven dwarfs?"
Ron couldn't stop laughing. He was talking about the seven dwarfs. That was what was told in the storybook Justin gave him when they were chatting. At the same time, Ron also gave Justin a copy of <The Tale of the Three Brothers>.
Although he doesn't have many storybooks himself.
"Don't say that!"
Hermione glared at Ron.
During this period, other students walked into the classroom chatting. As soon as they entered the classroom, they were also shocked by Lockhart all over the wall.
After the whole class sat down, Lockhart cleared his throat loudly to silence everyone.
He reached out and picked up Neville·Longbottom's <Travels with Trolls> and held it in his hand, showing the photo of himself blinking on the cover.
"I,"
He pointed at his photo, blinked and said,
"Gilderoy·Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Defense Against the Dark Arts League honorary members, five times won <Witch Weekly> Most Charming Smile Award--but I don't talk about that, I don't drive away all the female ghosts with my smile!"
He waited for everyone to laugh, and several people smiled faintly.
"I see you've all bought my complete set - that's great. I thought we'd do a little quiz today. Don't be afraid - just to see how well you read and how much you understand..."
Next Sean they received a despairing test paper.
"Gilderoy·Lockhart What's your favorite color?!"
Ron's eyes widened,
"What kind of problem is this?"
Hermione wrote "shushua", using his left hand to block his roll, and moved closer to Sean.
"Someone really knows..."
Ron mumbled towards Harry, then subconsciously looked over Hermione at Sean's test paper,
"Guess what, Sean's record of eternal perfect scores is about to end... Lilac color--Sean, how did you know?"
Ron stretched his neck and asked in disbelief.
Could it be that Sean worships Lockhart? The probability is not as high as that of Harry worshiping Snape.
"In the third row at the lower right corner of page 69 of <Year with the Yetis>..."
Sean replied.
"Ah, Sean, actually you don't need to read every book carefully, especially..."
Ron was speechless for a moment, but then he seemed to realize something - Sean never does meaningless things.
So he went back to reading silently, and soon stopped looking at the last question on the first page:
[Do you think Mr. Hermes's true identity is Hogwarts?]
It was followed by a few words like "Will Lockhart's guidance become an indispensable part of the growth path of 'Mr. Hermes'?"
This made Ron look at Lockhart with alert eyes.
Half an hour later, Lockhart collected the test paper and looked through it in front of the whole class.
"Tsk tsk - almost no one remembers that lilac is my favorite color. I mentioned it in <Year with the Yetis>..."
He winked mischievously at them again.
Ron was now looking at him with hostility. Seamus·Finnigan and Dean·Thomas in front were laughing silently until their whole bodies were shaking, but Hermione was listening intently.
Lockhart is still reading. Every time he pauses for a moment at the last question on the first page, and then glances at those calm green eyes with interest.
"We still have two perfect scores! Sean·Mr. Green, and Hermione·Miss Granger!
Very good! Ten points for Gryffindor and Ravenclaw! Now, back to the subject..."
He bent down and took out a large cage covered with a cloth from behind the podium and placed it on the table.
"Now--beware! My mission is to teach you to defend yourself against the most evil things Magical World has ever known! You will face the most terrifying things in this classroom.
But remember, as long as I'm here, no harm will come to you. All I ask is that you remain calm."
He talked a lot, but Sean didn't listen to a word.
He was thinking about Hogwarts Restricted Section's important books - <Secrets of the Darkest Art>, <Potent Potions>, <Deadly Magic>... These were all Sean's impressions.
Sean If you have no impression, that's too many.
Hogwarts has existed for more than ten centuries, and Library's collection of books is as vast as the stars.
The accumulated knowledge inside is enough to make any wizard who wants to explore the mysteries of magic be excited.
The problem is that finding any banned book requires a note signed by a teacher.
Sean asked Madam Pince while he was staying in school, and his wife gave Sean some approval slips without hesitation. She did not think that Sean would not get the approval.
Now, the person who will help you sign is right in front of you.
--Lockhart can sign a hundred without even looking at it.
When Sean looked up, the outside world that he had actively isolated had completely changed.
Many livid monsters were flying around like rockets. Two of them grabbed Neville by his ears and lifted him up. Others rushed out of the window and scattered broken glass all over the back row of the classroom.
The rest wreaked havoc in the classroom, more powerful than a rampaging rhinoceros. They grabbed ink bottles and threw them at the class, tore books and papers into pieces, tore off pictures on the walls, overturned waste bins, and threw bags and textbooks out of broken windows.
Half of the class hid under the table, and Neville was swinging from the chandelier.
The bell rang, and everyone rushed out the door desperately.
In a panic, Lockhart straightened up, looked at Harry, Ron and Hermione who were guarding Sean, and said:
"Ah, I ask the five of you to take the remaining House-elf back to the cage."
He hurried out of the classroom ahead of them and closed the door as soon as he left.
Hermione is constantly solving House-elf with Freezing Charm. Harry is standing on the book, standing on tiptoes trying to reach Neville.
And Ron is very happy:
"Sean! You don't know what happened in the past few minutes! We didn't even have time to call you!"
Sean stood up, frowned slightly, raised his wand, and a huge flame swept through the entire classroom in an instant, and it vaguely looked like a fire dragon.
The surging flames drove the screaming iron-green monster to the wall. Sean's eyes changed slightly, and the wall instantly came to life, eating the iron-green monster in one bite.
Sean's wand once again drew a sharp arc, and the stacks of books automatically Accio, paved into a high staircase.
Sean walked up the stairs step by step, clicked the wand, and was so frightened that Neville fell on the endlessly surrounding pages of the book.
"Are you okay?"
Sean said.
The classroom was silent for a while.
"This, this is the wizard--"
Ron sighed dumbfounded.
Harry nodded convincingly.
Hermione looked absently at Lockhart, who was escaping, and then at Sean and Neville, who were surrounded by book pages and slowly fell to the ground.
"Damn liar--"
Now, even the stupidest wizard can know the difference between the two.
"Seriously, it's better to let Sean become a professor...
Ask, what indispensable role does Sean's guidance play in the growth process of Lockhart..."
Ron muttered.
Harry was shaking with laughter.