What was Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?
What was Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?
What did you think Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date was?
What day was Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday?
Harry stared at the exam paper that had been handed out and froze completely.
"Harry, it's confirmed!"
"That guy is a hypocritical fraud."
"Can you believe a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor would show off things that have nothing to do with magic like this?"
"I seriously suspect he's just a boastful writer, not a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."
Ron Weasley looked at the paper as though it were an incomprehensible tome. Feeling thoroughly sickened, he could not help quietly ranting to Harry.
Harry nodded. "I don't think anyone can answer questions like these."
"Not necessarily." Ron Weasley glanced at Hermione Granger behind him and spoke quietly.
Hearing Harry and Ron Weasley's conversation, Hermione Granger looked up at them. Her lips moved soundlessly, then she lowered her head and continued writing seriously.
"Bastards!"
Harry and Ron Weasley understood her, and both felt helpless.
In the end, Harry and Ron Weasley simply turned their papers over and covered them up. They had no idea how to answer any of the questions.
When Gilderoy Lockhart saw that Harry and Ron Weasley had not written anything, he walked over in confusion. "You haven't started writing? Are you telling me you haven't read my books?"
"Actually, you're right, Professor Lockhart." Ron Weasley sat up straight and looked at Lockhart.
"Compared to reading your autobiography, I'd much rather Professor Lockhart taught us magical knowledge," Ron Weasley added.
Ron Weasley paused. Just as Gilderoy Lockhart was about to speak, Ron Weasley smiled slightly. "Of course, if Professor Lockhart wants a sparring match, I'd be very happy to serve as your practice partner."
Hearing Ron