Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

In Lockhart's opinion, the young wizards present were just rookies who had just learned magic for a year. These Cornish elves who had just been bought from others could already pose a great threat to them.

When the young wizards were unable to deal with the elves, Lockhart decided to take action himself and use the spellcasting ability of an adult to save them, making these young wizards have an immense admiration for him...

Of course, he never thought that he would forget all the defensive magic he had learned before because he didn't use it!

"Now, I'm going to release these little demons," Lockhart shouted. "Come on, let me see how you deal with them!"

As he said that, he opened the cage door.

These Cornish pixies are iron-blue in color, only about eight inches tall, with small pointed faces and very shrill voices. When they make a call, it sounds like a group of budgies quarreling.

When the cage door was opened, they almost immediately started chirping, jumping up and down, and got out of the cage, making all kinds of weird faces at people nearby, and then started flying around the classroom.

Two Cornish elves ran up to Draco, grabbed him by the ears and started to lift him up.

"Save me, Lycos!" Draco hurriedly covered his ears, but was still grabbed by the elf and floated up from his seat.

Lycos glanced at him and casually cast a repulsive spell on the elf's wings, knocking it down from the sky.

Draco fell to the floor with a thud, grimacing in pain.

At the same time, several other elves grabbed Crabbe and Goyle, but after flapping their wings for a long time, they found that the two fat guys were too heavy and could not be pulled up.

The elves were furious and began to wreak havoc in the classroom. They grabbed ink bottles and poured them on the whole class, tore books and papers into pieces, pulled down pictures on the wall, and turned trash cans upside down.

Some manic elves even smashed the glass directly, rushed out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, and ran to other places to cause damage...

After a few minutes, almost all the little wizards in the class hid under the tables, fearing that these annoying elves would pay attention to them.

Only Lycos and Cassandra remained unmoved, still sitting in their original positions as usual.

One of them cast a spell that was too powerful and hurt the elves; the other one was protected by the Iron Armor Spell, and the elves had no chance to cause damage inside the barrier.

"Come on, herd them together, herd them together, they're just some elves..." Lockhart shouted. "If you can't do it, leave it to me!"

He rolled up his sleeves, waved his wand, and shouted confidently, "Peskipiksi Pesternomi!"

Nothing happened at the scene.

"What spell did he say?" Draco asked Lycos, popping his head out from under the table.

"I don't know either..." Lycos's mouth twitched.

Lockhart's spell didn't sound like a proper spell. The pronunciation of the spell was a bit like the English phrase "Stay away from me, annoying elf." The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Lockhart was just reciting it nonsense.

"What's going on? Why isn't the spell working?" Lockhart knocked his wand on the desk in confusion, thinking there was something wrong with the wand.

Before he could raise his wand again, however, an elf grabbed Lockhart's wand and threw it out of the window.

Then, a group of Cornish pixies gathered around.

Lockhart took a deep breath and, following the example of other young wizards in the classroom, crawled directly under the desk, as if this would give him enough sense of security.

The young wizards present were all stunned when they saw this scene.

As a professor, Lockhart was on the same level as a second-year wizard and crawled under the table together?

"Pansy, Daphne, do you still think this guy is powerful?" Draco took the opportunity to get under the table on the other side and asked Pansy Parkinson and Daphne Greengrass.

"I think Professor Lockhart did nothing wrong." Pansy said firmly, "He might just be testing us."

"Maybe... Professor Lockhart is just pretending that he can't deal with the elves, so that we won't become dependent on professors?" Daphne said hesitantly.

Draco opened his eyes wide and looked at them in disbelief.

"Forget it, you two are hopeless..."

He rolled back under his desk, poked his head out next to Lycos, and said solemnly:

"Lex, I think Lockhart is unreliable. I think it's time for you to take action. Otherwise, our entire classroom will be destroyed by these elves!"

Lycos rolled his eyes.

He knew that Lockhart's class would end in a farce...

As the sun rose high in the sky, melodious bells rang out from the clock tower.

"Cassandra, let's finish this quickly, shall we?" Lycos turned around and looked at the little witch who was reading a novel. "Don't delay the next class."

"They're just some triple-X magical beasts. Why don't you handle them yourself?" Cassandra curled her lips slightly. "And you asked me for help, and you didn't even say 'please'."

"Okay, okay, please help me, my lady." Lycos said helplessly, "The magic I know is too powerful. I'm worried that Professor Lockhart will ask me for compensation after I get rid of these elves."

"That's more like it." Cassandra smiled faintly, closed the book gracefully, and stood up from her seat.

She casually raised her wand—

"Immobulus!"

The Cornish elves that were still wreaking havoc in the classroom were frozen into a mass and fell motionless from the sky, with an outstanding effect.

"Hmm... it seems like there's nothing for me to do?" Lycos picked up the two elves and threw them back into the cage that Lockhart brought.

"It's just a 3X-level thing. I never thought you'd ask me for help." Cassandra casually tossed her hair and put her wand away. "Come on, forget about those little elves. Come with me to Transfiguration class."

"Leave these pixies to our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. I don't believe anyone can't handle a frozen pixie."

As she spoke, Cassandra walked straight out of the classroom.

Lycos spread his hands and followed him out, leaving Lockhart lying under the desk with embarrassment on his face.

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Chapter 128 Making Extra Money

In just one day, what happened in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class spread almost throughout Hogwarts.

As a result, the school quickly split into three factions:

The boys, who had long disliked this peacock with its tail spread out, began to spread Lockhart's deeds widely, wanting to tell everyone about the commotion in the classroom and expose Lockhart's true face;

There was also a large group of Lockhart's fans, most of whom were young girls. They simply didn't believe that their idol was what those young wizards described. They believed that this was a naked slander and started a heated debate with those boys.

Of course, there are more people who are unaware of the truth.

They still had some trust in Lockhart, who had a long list of reputations, but they didn't think that students who had attended his class would deliberately spread rumors and cause trouble, so they chose not to help either side and just watched the fight with a spectator's attitude...

As expected, even at dinner time, the young wizards were still arguing about Lockhart's deeds.

"Lex, say something!" Draco kept shaking Lycos's shoulders. "In the end, was it you and Cassandra who cleaned up the mess before Lockhart came out from under the desk?"

The other young Slytherin wizards who were not attending class all looked at Lecos.

As a young wizard who had personally experienced the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the second-year students of Slytherin and Ravenclaw were now attracting much attention from everyone, and Draco quite liked the feeling of being in the spotlight.

But Lycos was afraid of trouble and didn't want to pay any attention to them.

It was just that Draco's constant harassment was a bit annoying for him, so he just nodded casually.

"Hmm." He snorted in response.

"See, I told you Lockhart is a fool!" Draco suddenly became happy and laughed at the little wizard next to him, "You know, a cool guy like Lycos wouldn't lie!"

The corners of Lycos' mouth twitched.

He didn't have the heart to tell Draco that, as a qualified undercover agent, he had already lied profusely...

"But Daphne and Pansy said that Professor Lockhart was just trying to train you." A beautiful senior witch said with a smile, "I also think Professor Lockhart is pretending that he can't solve the problem so that you can learn to be self-reliant."

"That... that's far-fetched logic," Draco retorted loudly. "Prefect Gemma Farley, you're not one of those Lockhart fans who can't see the truth, are you?"

"A fan?" Slytherin's head girl, Gemma Farley, shook her head. "I'm not a fan at all. I'm only participating in this discussion to discuss the matter at hand..."

"Any wizard who's passed OWLs could deal with a little thing like the Cornish elf. I just can't believe a Master of Defense Against the Dark Arts, a third-level Order of Merlin, would be so cowardly. It doesn't make sense."

"Uh..." Draco couldn't think of how to refute for a moment.

Yes, Lockhart is a real adult wizard. How could he be scared by a Cornish elf and hide under the desk?

Unlike the forced justifications of that group of fanatical fans, Gemma Farley's explanation does have its rationality.

After all, as long as an adult wizard can graduate from Hogwarts, there are very few who cannot pass the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination... Even if they fail, they will have to repeat the grade until they pass.

These Cornish pixies are not very dangerous and are rated as 3X magical creatures, mostly because they tend to travel in groups and have a more impetuous personality. Their aggressiveness can even be counted as 2X.

Who would have thought that Lockhart was really a fool who only remembered the Oblivion Charm and was only concerned with marketing himself, and even forgot the most basic Defense Against the Dark Arts.

He really couldn't handle a weak magical creature like the Cornish pixie...

Just then, a loud noise suddenly came from the other side of the auditorium.

The Slytherin young wizards turned around and found that the Gryffindor table had become noisy at some point, with a group of people surrounding a group of young wizards and asking them questions.

"What's Potter up to?"

Draco spotted Harry in the crowd at a glance and was very unhappy that he had been overshadowed.

So he put down the milk in his hand and walked towards the Gryffindor table aggressively.

But when he was halfway there, he was afraid that he would be outnumbered and weak in Gryffindor's territory, so he turned around and walked back, pulling Lycos, Crabbe and Goyle with him to strengthen his momentum.

Lycos thought about it and really wanted to see what the three saviors had experienced, so he didn't object and followed them.

As soon as they approached, they saw a red-haired little wizard with a red face and veins on his neck, arguing loudly with other students around him.

"I bet Lockhart is a complete idiot!" Ron exclaimed. "In that Defense Against the Dark Arts class this afternoon, if Hermione hadn't saved the day with the Freezing Curse, he wouldn't have been able to take those elves back."

As he spoke, he looked at Hermione.

"Hermione, isn't that right? Everyone else has left the classroom, and instead of cleaning up the mess himself, Lockhart has left the messy elves to us."

"But he's just trying to give us some practice," said Hermione. "You've all read his books - think of all the amazing things he's done..."

"That's just what he said," Ron muttered unconvinced.

"It's just a story, I can make it up too! I can even publish a book called 'My Saviour Roommate' - which will record all the stories of Harry defeating the You-Know-Who..."

Harry's face flushed a little, and he reached out and tugged at Ron's sleeve, telling him to stop talking.

"Tsk tsk, I was going to contradict you, Weasley."

Draco couldn't help but stir up trouble again. He stepped forward and said with his chin raised, "I never thought we would reach a consensus one day..."

"Who wants to reach a consensus with you?" Ron immediately showed a disgusted expression when he heard the voice, "I would rather reach a consensus with Lockhart than with you!"

"So... you're planning to be a fan of that stupid Lockhart too?" Draco raised his eyebrows.