Ancient Wizards Return to Hogwarts...

Chapter 141 Lockhart: Rice is my biggest fan

2. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?

3. What do you consider to be Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?

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4. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday? What would be his ideal birthday present?

Looking at the two large questionnaires filled with Lockhart's personal interests, Rice was bewildered: Was he out of touch with the times? Could it be that Lockhart's teaching method was the mainstream of Defense Against the Dark Arts instruction in the modern era?

Establishing an idol to encourage students to listen more attentively and learn more proactively—doesn't this reinforce students' memory, making them remember every detail of the book clearly? If so, then everything makes sense…

Rice started to have wild thoughts. Filled with doubts about life, he finished the test in a very short time—basically, he glanced at it and answered the questions instantly.

What's even more absurd is that Rice, who had read Lockhart's entire work and had a fairly good memory, knew the answer to every single question.

Rice's speed infuriated Lockhart: "At least pretend! Guessing so fast, who are you trying to fool?"

He cleared his throat and said, "Class, don't rush. We have plenty of time. Some of the questions are very tricky..."

With his mind in turmoil, Rice had no time to pay attention to him and answered the questions entirely on his instincts. So, in just ten minutes during the hair curling session, he finished all 54 questions.

Lockhart watched as Rice put his pen aside and stared blankly into space, and decided to teach this little troublemaker a lesson: he had to deduct a lot of points from him to make him realize the dignity of him, Gilderoy Lockhart, as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts!

He stepped down from the podium, picked up the test paper on Rice's desk, and prepared to read it on the spot and teach him a lesson.

However, the further he looked, the more complicated his expression became, and finally his blue eyes were filled with disbelief: Rice had not made a single mistake and had gotten a perfect score.

"Incredible, incredible—Mr. Les Lint finished my questionnaire in just ten minutes, and he didn't get a single question wrong!!!" Lockhart shouted excitedly.

The classroom erupted in uproar.

Although Lockhart's exam method was peculiar, it was really not easy to get full marks on his questions because there were many very detailed questions. Rice's ability to get full marks shows that he had definitely read every book by Lockhart, and read them extremely carefully.

Lockhart was overjoyed: This little wizard Rice was actually a huge fan of mine! He was really hiding his true abilities; at first, I thought he was just a hater of mine!

Huh? What happened? Lockhart's shout "awakened" Rice, who banished the jumbled thoughts from his mind, and then he quickly realized what he had done.

Rice: Oh no, I just accidentally got a perfect score!

It wasn't that Rice was deliberately trying to be low-key and avoid getting a perfect score; if he truly didn't want a high score, he wouldn't have let Daphne have so much freedom at the end of last semester. But some perfect scores are really embarrassing to receive...

He was suddenly overjoyed that Godric and Helga were nowhere to be found, Rowena was trapped deep in the dungeon, and his old friends were unaware that he had scored a perfect score on the test. If they had known, he would have fallen into a deep sleep on the spot, and they would all meet again in a thousand years.

The next twenty minutes were incredibly agonizing for Rice.

He really needed a little wizard to get a perfect score like him; it would be terrible if he were the only one to get a perfect score on the test.

He turned his gaze to Hermione and Daphne, knowing in his heart that in this situation, they were truly the only ones he could rely on.

The moisture in the air gathered around Hermione and Daphne, giving Rice the opportunity to see what they had written on their answer sheets.

As Rice looked at the book, he frowned: Daphne had gotten several questions wrong—had she even read Lockhart's book properly? Hermione was even more speechless; she had made such a basic mistake. Had she not slept well last night?

"Alright, kids, it's time." Lockhart clapped his hands excitedly, preparing to collect the papers that had been handed out.

Seeing that Daphne and Hermione showed no signs of realizing their mistake, Rice grew anxious. After a moment's thought, he decided to stop acting.

The next moment, the quills in Hermione and Daphne's hands started moving on their own, and with a few quick strokes, the mistakes on their papers were corrected.

Hermione, Daphne: ...

All four eyes turned to Rice, but Rice remained completely unmoved, as if he knew nothing at all—he almost fooled even Daphne.

After collecting the test papers, Lockhart began to look through them in front of the whole class.

Finally, he said with great delight, "Two more students got full marks—Miss Hermione Granger and Miss Daphne Greengrass. Let's give them and Mr. Les Lint a round of applause!"

The students, unaware of the truth, clapped enthusiastically.

"On the train to Hogwarts, I noticed that Ravenclaw and his two companions were sitting in the same compartment, and then today they all got perfect scores. This shows that they usually read my books together diligently—this is very encouraging. Ravenclaw gets ten points, Slytherin gets twenty points, everyone should learn from them!"

Rice: ...

The urge to kill is rising!

He felt like every word Lockhart said was provoking him, and he was really about to lose his temper and beat Lockhart up.

After all, once his body returned to its youthful state, his cunning had diminished considerably.

Rice underestimated his own patience—a signed photo of Lockhart was shoved into his hand, but he didn't jump up and beat Lockhart up.

"This is a reward for you guys, you're my biggest fans!" Lockhart Colliss flashed a bright smile.

Rice repeatedly reminded himself that he was the one who made up the school rule that assaulting a teacher would result in being put in solitary confinement.

Wait a minute, if we think about it the other way around, doesn't that mean that as long as you're willing to be locked up in solitary confinement, you can beat up the teacher in class?

Just as Rice's thoughts were becoming increasingly dangerous, Lockhart's unintentional act saved him.

He pulled a large cage covered with a cloth from behind the podium and placed it on the table. When the cloth was removed, a cage full of Cornish elves was revealed.

The students laughed: this was completely different from the extremely dangerous magical creature they had imagined. Many students were quite disappointed; who would have thought that the renowned Professor Lockhart would show them something like this in his first class?

"Don't underestimate them, they could be super little devils!" He tapped the cage containing the Cornish elves with his wand.

Lockhart's choice of Cornish elves as the "teaching material" for the first lesson was well thought out. He believed that these "little devils" would be enough to broaden the students' horizons, and what was even better was that he himself had the ability to deal with them—the supplier who sold him the elves had taught him a special spell to deal with the elves.

But then something unexpected happened...

As Lockhart banged on the cage, the lock clicked open, and the Pokémon swarmed out. These Pokémon looked small, but they were incredibly strong; just two of them could lift a student into the air. They even knew how to target human weaknesses first, and the classroom instantly became a mess.

Rice's gaze was profound: He could control these little sprites in a second, so why did he have to intervene? Wasn't this a perfect opportunity to test Lockhart's abilities?

He even stopped Daphne and Hermione, who were trying to suppress the elves, and told them to calm down.

As a professor, Lockhart had to step up and solve the problem, so he mustered his courage, rolled up his sleeves, waved his wand, and roared the spell the supplier had taught him: "Peschipxipesternomie!"

However, his spell had no effect, or rather, it had a good taunting effect. A little elf swooped down, grabbed Lockhart's wand, and threw it out the window along with Lockhart, the one who "dared" to resist.

Seeing this, no student dared to stay in the classroom. Except for Rice, Daphne, and Hermione, everyone else ran out.

Rice covered her eyes.

After this incident, he concluded that Lockhart was a fraud, a completely worthless fraud.

Having reached his conclusion, he simply raised his hand, and hundreds of seemingly soft yet indestructible threads instantly appeared in mid-air, binding all the rampaging Cornish elves.

Rice slowly closed his five fingers, the water line tightened suddenly, and a series of explosions rang out in the air.

everything is over.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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