Magic Has No Distinction Between Black and White / Killing with a Glance May Not Be Far-Fetched

However, openly resisting at school was ultimately just a minor tactic, and it could easily upset Hermione like it had today.

Gathering enough evidence to deliver a decisive blow, exposing him when he had absolutely no way to argue back—that was the proper path an outstanding legal professional should take~

Harry had already roughly drafted this entire plan in his mind.

The voice-recording magic Dumbledore had used before, something similar to a Howler, gave Harry a great deal of inspiration. If he recorded some testimony this way and paired it with photographs that could move after being treated with revealing potion, that would be solid video evidence!

Lockhart was teaching at the school now anyway. Harry had plenty of time to play with him.

Still, Harry had no intention of attending that guy's classes again. There was no need for him to let the man freeload off his popularity... though it was a bit of a shame to give up all those easy points.

But whenever he thought of Hermione's timetable in his pocket, Harry could not help getting angry!

Did that brat even know what she was doing, scribbling nonsense everywhere like that~

On Friday, Professor Sprout brought the Eagle House and Lion House students to Greenhouse Three for Herbology.

Last year, the students had only ever entered Greenhouse One. They had long heard that the plants in Greenhouse Three were more interesting—and more dangerous—so everyone was eager to give it a try.

"Today, we'll be repotting Mandrakes. Who can tell me about this plant's characteristics?"

Professor Sprout, who was usually so gentle, seemed somewhat gloomy today. Most of the students knew why... when they had gathered before class, Lockhart had pestered Professor Sprout relentlessly while showing off his herbology knowledge, leaving the honest witch quite angry.

"Mandrakes are