The slacker professor at Hogwarts

Rohar felt that his process of becoming a Hogwarts professor should be described as an escort.

Dumbledore grabbed his arm with one hand and waved his wand with the other, casting Apparate magic, taking him directly from his front door to the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

There has never been a worse experience than this.

The dizzying sensation from Apparitions mixed with the already chaotic memories in my mind, making me feel nauseous and want to vomit.

Fortunately, he managed to hold it in and narrowly avoided vomiting on Dumbledore.

Otherwise, he would definitely die young.

The moment his feet touched the real ground, Roha almost collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his heart pounding as if it would jump out of his throat. His suitcase fell to the ground and bounced open, his clothes and belongings scattered haphazardly.

Embarrassed.

Extremely disheveled.

"I don't think someone who travels so often in magic should behave so poorly," Dumbledore's voice seemed to come from a distant place.

!!!

Roha felt a jolt, and his mind suddenly cleared.

He knew perfectly well how a person would be treated if they had no use whatsoever.

Dumbledore was by no means a warm-hearted person, at least not to himself.

Rohar did not respond to Dumbledore's words, but simply lowered his head and packed his luggage.

His brain had never been working at such a high speed.

He didn't know why Dumbledore hadn't used Legilimency on him. Maybe it was because he looked down on him, or maybe he was too disgusted to want to be contaminated by Dumbledore's disgusting thoughts. In any case, it was obviously a good situation.

Dumbledore lowered his guard, so he was even more determined to protect this secret.

So, demonstrate your self-worth and gain the other person's approval.

Hang in there!

Hold on!

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's term is only one year. After that, he can return to his affluent life.

While packing his luggage, Roha finally got into the zone.

No, it should be Lockhart.

Yes, that's Gilderoy Lockhart!

Everyone who asks is Lockhart!

He knew all too well what his only advantage was—it was the prestige that came with being an "internationally renowned figure and author, a recipient of the Order of Merlin, a third-class medalist, an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic League, and a five-time winner of the Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award"!

At the same time, he also figured out that this high-class demeanor was actually composed of "extraordinary self-confidence", "extraordinary insight", and "a confident smile that is not afraid of any difficulties".

come on!

Embark on your first challenge after time travel!

Lockhart quickly gathered the information in his mind, analyzed and listed it, and slowly stood up.

"Life is always full of surprises, isn't it?"

He arranged the suitcases against the wall, then flashed his signature bright smile and shrugged at Dumbledore. "You have no idea what I've been through these past few days."

Dumbledore was clearly not interested in what he had been through these past few days. He simply sat down behind his desk and instructed the animated figure in the portraits of past headmasters on the wall to have Professor McGonagall, the vice-headmaster, come over.

"Oh, I haven't slept for days..."

Lockhart, trying his best to maintain his original persona, gestured familiarly to the high-backed chair across the desk. Seeing that Dumbledore didn't object, he elegantly swung his wizard's robes and plopped down, launching into a boastful speech, "You know, I'm an expert in Defense Against the Dark Arts. I've dueled with a banshee, subdued ghouls, she-devils, trolls, vampires, werewolves, yetis..."

Dumbledore raised his eyelids and glanced at him, sighed somewhat helplessly, crossed his hands on the table, and finally looked at the long string of words he had just rambled on about. "What are you trying to say?"

Lockhart grinned. "I know too much to know how to choose which content to use as teaching examples. You know, I have so much experience."

"I've been so engrossed in my lesson plan these past few days that I've lost track of time." He gestured dramatically with his hands, "Merlin's beard—no one knows Defense Against the Dark Arts better than me!"

Old Deng's expression turned strange. Although he said it with a hint of arrogance, he thought, "You're showing off this in front of me?"

The figures in the principal's portrait on the wall were all chuckling.

Professor McGonagall arrived quickly, and upon seeing Lockhart, she wore a stern face, seemingly not very satisfied with the professor Dumbledore had chosen.

Of course, Lockhart's purple wizard robes, the same style as Dumbledore's, also made her expression somewhat strained.

As the saying goes, it's not scary to wear the same clothes as someone else; it's embarrassing if you look worse.

Okay, neither of them are ugly.

Looking at Dumbledore's aged appearance and recalling his glorious youth, one can't help but feel a sense of melancholy.

Dumbledore nodded to her, gesturing for her to sit down, before turning to Lockhart with a scrutinizing look. "Very well. Since you believe yourself to be the most suitable candidate for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship, and have given it sufficient time to consider, I'd like to know what remarkable insights you can offer the young wizards?"

These were clearly questions Professor McGonagall wanted to know as well, and she sat down, looking at him with a probing gaze.

The main event is coming.

But Lockhart was not flustered at all. He even felt that sitting in the chair was hindering his speech, so he stood up with great enthusiasm.

"A more authentic magic!"

"A magic with an even longer history!"

"Magic that feels closer to real life in the magical world!"

Lockhart pumped his fist forcefully. "Yes, more practical. Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, you both know I graduated from Ravenclaw, where I received the most complete academic education. But when I traveled the magical world, I discovered that the more traditional and practical magic in this world is not what I learned."

Dumbledore glanced at Lockhart with some surprise, then nodded slightly, showing a hint of anticipation.

Professor McGonagall's face darkened with anger. She felt that this boastful fellow from his student days dared to say such things, which was tantamount to negating Hogwarts' long-standing teaching methods.

Let me give you a few examples!

Professor McGonagall was about to speak when she heard this, and she pursed her lips to suppress her irritation.

"Sometimes we have to face monsters that wizards maliciously summon..." Lockhart thought for a moment, "For example, the evil curse 'The Dragon Emerges from Its Cave,' which, according to our past teachings, is to use the corresponding Vanish spell."

"But when faced with complex or urgent difficulties, unless we have a lot of experience dealing with them like I do, it is often difficult to immediately recall the corresponding incantation."

"After all, we can't expect the dark wizard to only use Oolong. Maybe we're facing a big black dog that's drooling, or a crow that can peck people's eyes out."

"What's more complicated is that many people can't immediately tell whether the snake and dog in front of them are wild beasts kept by a black wizard or magical creatures summoned by him."

"Sometimes it's not even either; it's actually some kind of dark magic creature, like a Boggart, a monster that can sense inner fears."

As he spoke, he leaned on his desk with one hand and his high-backed chair with the other, his gaze fixed intently on Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall. "So, is there a more universal spell to solve all the problems? In the most urgent situations, can we instinctively use this spell to prevent further disaster?"

This is a very interesting question.

Because it involves practical application.

Dumbledore even set aside his prejudice against Lockhart and seriously considered the question. "Regarding the summons in the first half, I think the general approach I would use is to directly use 'All Curses End' when facing them. Of course, young wizards can use the simpler 'Stop Curses'."

He gently stroked the strange ring on his hand. "Of course, based on past teaching methods, we expect students to be able to quickly distinguish whether the creature in front of them is a summoned creature, a real animal, or a dark magic creature, and then easily resolve the situation using the corresponding spell. If they can't tell..."

This kind of predicament is something that a big shot like him, who has been outstanding since childhood, has almost never encountered in his life, and he has never really thought about such a problem.

"I have too many methods, but I'm afraid none of them are something a minor wizard can easily use."

He had to look to Lockhart and wait for an answer.

Lockhart didn't rush to answer, but smiled and looked at Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall, who has years of experience teaching all levels of junior wizards, quickly provided the answer: "The older NEWT classes do have some complex magic instruction in this area, but in practice, we've found that not many students can master it skillfully. Of course, if you use Transfiguration well, you can easily solve any problem."

However, this is not universally applicable; Transfiguration is not that simple.

"Alarte Ascendare!" Lockhart recounted the spell he had learned from an old American wizard. "Even a first-year wizard can easily master this spell, and at the very least, it will send monsters flying into the air and crashing down."

"It is very effective in all three areas of Defense Against the Dark Arts: against dark wizards, against dark magical creatures, and against duels."

Lockhart knew far too many spells like these, which were closer to slang.

For example, the common banishing spell used to deal with Cornish elves and other elf-like creatures is "Annoying elf, leave me alone!" (Peskipiksi Pesternomi).

Lockhart constantly searched through the jumbled memories in his mind for various slang and spells of local magic to reinforce this claim, showing off his extensive knowledge in various ways.

Don't say it.

You know what?

Even the well-informed Dumbledore was unaware of the many strange and unusual spells that existed among the common people, and how they were actually quite universally applicable in many situations.

Most importantly, these spells are very easy to use, making them perfect for novice wizards.

I was completely stunned.

He exchanged a glance with Professor McGonagall, seemingly forced to re-evaluate the young man before him who was still boasting and bragging.

—It seems, perhaps, Lockhart isn't as bad as people imagine?