Gilderoy Lockhart

After the farce at the start of term, Li Wei and Hermione's school life quickly became warm and peaceful.

Although they had inevitably been immersed in the grief of Nicolas Flamel and his wife's passing at the beginning of term.

The dead were gone, but the studies of Li Wei and Hermione, the two young wizards, had to continue.

Sorrow would always be washed away by the river of time, leaving only faint traces that brought remembrance and longing.

In the week after term began, Li Wei still attended classes diligently as he had last school year, actively raised his hand to answer questions, and studied hard after class to earn credits.

If he had to name his greatest dissatisfaction, it was naturally the matter of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!

After seeing off the hybrid monstrosity of Voldemort and Quirrell, this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was, just as Li Wei had expected, taught by Gilderoy Lockhart, who had won the silver prize in last year's Hero King Game Championship.

Sitting at the back of the classroom, Li Wei watched the man bare a mouthful of gleaming white teeth, looking as though he wished his entire body could sparkle, and desperately wanted to hit him with a curse!

Another guy whose teaching quality was absolute garbage!

Even worse, he put on such a convincing act, but in reality, his head was completely empty!

He was not even as good as last year's Quirrell. Though Quirrell had stuttered through his lessons, he had at least been an outstanding Ravenclaw graduate!

But what about this guy?

Fine, Li Wei thought with immense disgust, this guy had actually graduated from Ravenclaw too!

This guy had actually managed to graduate from Ravenclaw! Why did the Eagle House have every