Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

In her haste, she called Victor out before she even had a chance to understand what had happened.

Hearing Witt's certain tone, McGonagall realized she had made a mistake she shouldn't have made, and her tone immediately became more tactful.

“Even so, you shouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Mrs. Pomfrey said Lockhart would need to stay in the hospital for at least a week before he could be discharged. I can’t expect the entire school to have to study for a whole week.”

McGonagall's face was still very pale. Although the faults had been identified, the main problem had not yet been resolved.

“Professor,” Witt said, feeling wronged, “I didn’t know Professor Lockhart would even bother to block it.”

“You can’t expect a second-year wizard like Lockhart to hold back, can you?”

Is this reasonable?

Witt's question stumped McGonagall.

What is he like in Lockhart's book?

Strong, confident, composed, quick-witted, and always able to think rationally.

Although Witt's magical abilities far surpassed those of the average student, it was indeed asking too much of him to fight such a powerful wizard and to deliberately hold back.

So the problem still lies with Lockhart.

McGonagall couldn't help but feel resentful towards Lockhart. "Why were you so arrogant? Even if you were facing a second-year student, you shouldn't have just stood up for him."

Even with the magic of a junior wizard, Professor Dumbledore could get hurt if he wasn't on guard.

Lockhart is really too arrogant.

Should!

McGonagall glanced down at the timetable and sighed helplessly. There was already a lot to do at the start of the new semester, and Lockhart was always causing trouble.

Many professors sent her complaint letters.

She was planning to talk to Lockhart about it that evening, but he ended up in the school hospital that afternoon.

Being a vice principal must be exhausting.

I wonder if Professor Snape would be willing to teach for a week.

I'll ask about it later.

After understanding the whole story, McGonagall released Witt. Since Witt hadn't done anything wrong, he wouldn't be punished.

Lockhart's case is different; if someone is absent for a week without cause, half a month's salary will be deducted.

Regardless of whether Lockhart needs the money or not, we'll deduct it first; McGonagall won't be happy if we don't deduct it from his salary.

After leaving McGonagall's office, Witt went straight back to the classroom.

On the way back, Witt began looking through the unfinished gold achievements in the game.

Neville's personality cannot be changed overnight, so Witt cannot be idle during this time; he must move on to the next goal.

He can never have too much gold to achieve.

The fastest achievement to achieve right now is, according to Witt, who checked his game history and found that the Herbalist's experience gain is much faster than the other achievements.

Planting area.

Witt suddenly realized that in the game there were only a few plots of land, so the planting achievements would take a long time to complete, but in reality, arable land could be expanded infinitely.

Even if herbs take time to grow, it's still much faster than brewing potions.

Witt glanced at the experience gain of the Herbalist, which was almost twice as high as that of the Potions Master.

At the current rate, this golden achievement can be completed in three years.

You can also get the title of Herbalist along the way.

However, the problem is that if the herbs are to be grown inside the box, magic is needed to simulate the light and suitable temperature environment. Although Witt's box is large enough, he doesn't have enough people under his command.

Or perhaps we should cultivate the entire area outside Hogwarts into farmland and strive to achieve the Herbalist's KPI target within a year.

Witt turned his gaze to the vast expanse of grass outside Hogwarts Castle, and he felt as if some gene deep within his bloodline had suddenly awakened.

Chapter 95 Plantation Application

Dinner time.

When Professor McGonagall announced that Professor Snape would be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts the following week, the entire Great Hall erupted in a wail that sounded like the cries of ghosts.

Neville was trembling with fear.

Over the past year, Snape has successfully become the thing he fears most.

Neville was already struggling with just one Potions class; adding another Defense Against the Dark Arts class would be worse than simply killing him.

Harry's expression wasn't much better than Neville's.

The other students were much the same; apart from the Slytherin students, the students from the other three houses didn't like Snape.

Professor McGonagall ignored the students' groans. It was good enough that someone was teaching; at Hogwarts, only Snape readily agreed to teach, as the other professors were unwilling to work so hard.

This isn't just one or two lessons; it's a whole week, the entire curriculum for all seven grades.

I can't answer it, I really can't.

You'll be exhausted.

This is why Snape, despite often favoring students from his own house, still maintained good relationships with other professors.

He's truly dedicated when there's trouble.

Below the Great Hall, Rowena noticed Neville's state and asked curiously, "Are you very afraid of this professor named Snape? Why?"

"I often make mistakes in class, and Professor Snape never forgives any of them."

Neville spoke, his body still trembling uncontrollably, as Snape's angry roar echoed in his mind once more.

“So,” Rowena said curiously, “if he only scolds you when you make a mistake, then you should just avoid making mistakes.”

“I can’t do it,” Neville said timidly. “I can’t help but make mistakes in class.”

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you now. I'll correct your mistakes in time. You need to have faith in me."

Rowena had completely grasped Neville's psychology. Neville, who had lived with doubt since childhood, was incapable of having any self-confidence.

His surroundings made him constantly question his own judgment, whether it was right or wrong.

In reality, Neville often does a good job, but he always hesitates after making a choice.

The most important thing in magic is decisiveness; if the caster hesitates, the spell will inevitably fail.

The most important thing at this stage is to build Neville's confidence, but he will instinctively doubt his own confidence, so Rowena plans to start from the outside.

Neville doesn't need to believe in himself; he only needs to believe in her.

Then, through subtle influence and continuous agreement with Neville's choices, until Neville truly develops enough confidence in himself, this sheep will transform into a lion.

"I see."

Upon hearing Rowena's words, Neville instinctively breathed a sigh of relief. From the moment they met until now, Rowena's decisions had never been wrong. If it were her, she would definitely succeed.

Neville lacked confidence in himself, but inexplicably had immense confidence in Rowena.

In the evening, after dinner, Witte took a gift to visit Lockhart.

When McGonagall told him that Lockhart would be hospitalized for a week, Witt looked shocked; he didn't remember using that much force.

A normal wizard can recover in half a day, right?

Why does Lockhart need a week?

Witt couldn't understand, but that didn't stop him from realizing that he had gone too far.

The main problem is that Witt has been facing dark wizards these days. Even if these people can't beat Witt, their combat experience is far superior to Lockhart's.

Dark wizards know very well how to parry when injured in order to minimize damage. Even if they can't block, they will instinctively deflect the force when hit.

Lockhart had no such experience. When he was hit, he didn't instinctively try to deflect the force, and even tried to fight back against Witt's magic.

The impact doubled immediately.

If he tries to forcefully fight against magic with his own strength, who else will be seriously injured if not him?

Outside the school hospital.

After much pleading and cajoling with Madame Pomfrey, Witte finally gained permission to visit Lockhart.

"Professor," Witt said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I went a little too far just now."

After being treated by Mrs. Pomfrey, Lockhart has regained consciousness, but he is still unable to move while lying in bed.

However, when he saw Victor approaching, he instinctively smiled.

"It's alright. I've suffered much worse injuries during my travels back then. You can't even imagine how strong those giants and yetis are."

"It was only because of my quick thinking that I was able to escape."

"I was letting you win this afternoon because I wanted to see your skill level. Otherwise, how could you have hit me?"

"Let me tell you, back in the snow-capped mountains..."

Seeing that Lockhart was about to start spouting those fabricated stories again, Witt quickly interrupted him, saying, "Madame Pomfrey only allowed me to visit for ten minutes. That's not enough time to hear all your heroic tales. How about we do it another day?"

Lockhart looked disappointed when he heard Witte say "another day".

"This is an exclusive story that most people don't know. After all, there are some things I can't write in my book."

"Thank you for your kindness, but time is really too short. I'm so sorry." Witt feigned sincerity.

"It's a real shame. By the way, could you please bring me the letter and get me a shorthand quill pen while you're at it?"

Lockhart said with a broad smile, "I can't keep my readers waiting too long."

"Although it's a bit of a shame that I can't reply in person, I am indeed having some difficulties right now, and I think they will understand."

Even though he was in bed, Lockhart was still thinking about replying to his fans.

He really made me cry my eyes out.

Witt now understands why Lockhart's fans are so loyal; they'll never stop supporting her as long as Lockhart doesn't appear in front of them.

Lockhart is so dedicated! He's incredibly dedicated.