Harry had gained a little fan named Colin Creevey. Whenever Hufflepuff and Gryffindor finished class at the same time, clicking sounds would invariably ring out in the corridor.
He seemed to have memorized Harry's timetable. Su Er had already run into him outside classrooms several times.
"All he needs to do now is burst into the dormitory and photograph Harry waking up." Ron gloated over this.
"Have a heart, Ron, don't mention him!" Harry lay slumped listlessly over the table.
"Isn't having another fan a good thing? Look around Hogwarts-who else has a personal photographer?" Su Er teased casually as he packed up his textbooks.
"If you want that honor, you can have it, Su Er." Harry looked helpless. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a little boy holding a camera and looking around at the entrance to the Great Hall. His expression tightened, and he covered his face with his hand and hastily fled.
"He's here again. If Colin asks where I am, tell him you haven't seen me."
"Has Harry been like this these past few days?" Watching Harry's retreating figure as he fled in a panic, Su Er turned to Hermione.
"Yes." Hermione shook her head too. "Only the dormitory and the Library are safe now. What have you been busy with after class lately? You're never anywhere to be seen."
"I've been with Professor Lockhart." Su Er patted the books in his hands. "He's busy replying to his fans, so he's asked me to help mark assignments."
"Huh?" Hermione raised her eyebrows. "You're up to something."
Su Er was indeed up to something. He had his own objective. Compared with the other professors, Lockhart was far too easy to sweet-talk. All Su Er had to do was follow Lockhart's line of thinking and