Hogwarts Crawler.

It was then that Adam discovered that the Clow Cards were scattered all over the ground. Just as he squatted down to pick them up, the Clow Cards on the ground flew into the Book of Seals one by one, and the Book of Seals floated into Adam's palm and fell.

"This is……?"

"Probably, it's the love card."

When Xiao Ke and Si Bi were also confused, Wu Pai spoke:

"I'm just guessing based on the brief contact we had before. The power of the Love Card seems to surround you all the time."

The power of love cards?

Adam himself didn't feel any extra magic around him, or he didn't know what the effect of his favorite card was. According to Wupai, this seemed to be a continuous magic card that didn't need to be activated...

Are you sure? Uther is the descendant of the Pharaoh!

Not dwelling on this matter for the time being, Adam looked at Wupai and hesitated:

"Um...you, are you going to enter the Book of Sealed Things?"

Now that Wuzhi seems to be able to move freely on the card surface, will you feel lonely being locked in the Sealed Book?

"Haha~ It's okay, I don't mind taking a rest alone. Well...see you next time~"

Wupai smiled happily, then slowly closed his eyes, as if he was in a sealed state, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling.

"Oh my god, I can hardly imagine that it is a terrible unlicensed..."

This time, Xiao Ke couldn't help but speak after the Sealed Book was put away by Adam.

Is that character a little too...healthy?

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"I think it's probably the influence of my love for cards, right?"

Sibi looked at Adam and guessed.

"Well, it's very possible."

Xiaoke nodded.

"Okay, you two should change back as well."

Adam looked at Xiao Ke and Si Bi and couldn't help but sigh.

Who could have thought that condensing a love card would lead to so many things... Never mind, let’s think about the problem at hand first - what to eat tonight?

In order to ensure that he was safe and not disturbed while concentrating on his love cards, Adam came to the Room of Requirement. After coming out, it was a long walk back to the dormitory. Not long after he reached the dormitory, it was time for dinner.

So Adam simply didn't go back to the dormitory, but went directly to the principal's office nearby to play with Fox. It wouldn't be too late to meet up with everyone at dinner time.

During dinner, the air pressure around the five people in the dormitory who gathered together was a little low.

In the teaching section, Lockhart was holding Professor Sprout's cake and talking excitedly, which made all the professors in the teaching section look unhappy.

"Did you hear? Lockhart got a beating this afternoon from a cage of Cornish pixies he brought into the classroom!"

Uther lowered his voice and spoke to Adam who had just joined them.

"And the test papers he gave out in class had nothing to do with Defense Against the Dark Arts. They were all about his novels, and the parts were related to his personal preferences... It felt even worse than last year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Cologne continued to denounce angrily.

At least the textbooks chosen by Professor Quirrell were normal, and reading from the book was better than Lockhart's class.

"He feels like a complete fraud... How dare he?!"

Eugene looked towards the teachers' table with wide eyes.

Lockhart was seen laughing and picking up a knife to cut the fondant of Professor Sprout and the badgers!

Chapter 59 The mysterious power from the East, Lockhart returns!

"...Oh, of course. This shows that you are very popular among students, right? My fans often give me gifts like this. Last time, the fondant on the cake even danced..."

Professor Dumbledore frowned when he saw Lockhart pick up the knife, and silently moved his hand towards the Elder Wand. However, before he could make a move, Lockhart's knife had already cut it quickly.

It doesn't matter. You can control your magic power and use the Repair Technique to repair it.

Just as Professor Dumbledore was thinking this, the cut piece of fondant suddenly changed slightly:

The group of badger-shaped fondant decorations suddenly twisted into green spheres, and each one was growing rapidly - Professor Sprout, who was still immersed in shock and sadness, was stunned. Why did these balls look so familiar, a bit like... Chinese biting cabbage?

The whole transformation process didn't take long. In less than three seconds, the first Chinese kale had grown to mature size and opened its mouth.

The professors sitting next to Lockhart couldn't help but move aside a little, but Lockhart, who was immersed in sharing how delicious the cake his fans gave him was, didn't notice this.

In order to make the cutting of the fondant in the shape of Professor Sprout seem less deliberate, Lockhart deliberately did not look at the cake when he cut it, so that he could use the excuse that he did not see it, but he is now paying the price for this behavior.

"Click——"

“Ahhhhhh——!!!”

The crisp sound seemed to be the sound of something hard breaking. Lockhart felt a sharp pain in the palm holding the knife. With a distorted expression, he turned his head and unexpectedly saw a... cabbage?

Lockhart: “???”

At the end of his memory, Lockhart seemed to see a... no, at least a dozen cabbages flying towards him and opening their huge mouths.

Looking at the chaos in the teacher's seat, the magic circle in Adam's palm slowly dissipated...

Feel the mysterious power from the East!

He discovered that the flower cards could turn into Chinese biting cabbage in greenhouse No. 3. Come to think of it, who says the flowers of magical plants are not flowers? And the flower of Chinese biting cabbage is actually the mouth with sharp teeth. Adam was even a little curious about how they pollinated, but after thinking about it carefully, he chose to ignore this question.

……

"I regretfully have to tell you that your Professor Lockhart will have to stay in the hospital wing for at least half a month before his nose grows back, so..."

Professor Snape used his wand to pull up the curtains, turned around at the podium with his cloak gathered, and looked at the students below with a twitch of his lips.

Adam guessed that Professor Snape was probably trying to control himself from laughing, just like him.

"Now, throw that garbage off your desk and look ahead."

Professor Snape waved his wand and the projection screen at the front of the classroom dropped.

After class, Bernard packed up his notes, picked up his bag and sighed:

"Professor Snape is really amazing. Why don't you let him teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts all the time? I remember Cedric mentioned when he was talking about the legend of Defense Against the Dark Arts that Professor Snape always wanted to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Perhaps it's because Professor Snape's ability in potions is irreplaceable."

Adam said as he sorted out the notes in his shorthand feather pen:

"As for part-time teaching, it's fine if several professors take turns teaching as they do now, but it's too scary for a professor to teach two courses."

Even if two colleges in one grade can take classes together, there are seven grades and four colleges. A professor of a required course originally has fourteen classes a week, but if he has two courses, that would mean twenty-eight classes. Who can bear this?

"Come to think of it, Adam, you're really amazing. You can make a woooo ...

Cologne was halfway through his words when Uther covered his mouth:

"Although every professor except Lockhart should have guessed what happened, it's better not to say it so openly."

Although Professor Dumbledore called Adam to the front that day and asked him what was going on very seriously, he let him go without questioning Adam's explanation.

In order to prevent Professor Sprout's fondant from being destroyed by bad guys, an anti-theft magic was set up...Uther thought it was ridiculous.

But Adam looked very righteous when he said this - what kind of good person would think of cutting Professor Sprout on that warm fondant?

Professor Dumbledore was stumped on the spot, especially since Professor Sprout himself was standing next to him.

The matter of the cake came to nothing. Professor Dumbledore dealt with the biting Chinese cabbages, sent Lockhart, whose face was covered in blood, to the medical wing, and repaired Professor Sprout's fondant. Professor Sprout was in a good mood and gave him a large piece of cake.

Professor Dumbledore, who was shown off, didn't expect to see two Fawkes when he returned to his office. Upon closer inspection, he found that one of them was fondant...so he was shown off again.

The old principal, who had tried to get a bite of the Fox fondant version but failed, thought of the delicious cake he had just eaten. He suddenly felt greedy and hungry, and began to think about how big the principal and four deans' fondant should be ordered when he asked Adam to book a banquet next time.

It should be okay for him to eat his own fondant then, right?

Although many people hoped that Lockhart could stay in the medical wing forever, Madam Pomfrey's professionalism was unquestionable, and Lockhart returned to his post in less than half a month.

Adam and his classmates also had to face their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class taught by Lockhart.

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"Classmates, I'm glad to see you all——"

Lockhart's brilliant smile was a little strained the moment he saw Adam. His nose and bones felt a phantom pain, but as a seasoned warrior he managed to maintain the smile that had won the Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award five times.

"Ahem, let me introduce myself belatedly. Due to a small accident, I have to trouble my colleagues to teach a few classes for you all... But I believe that you should have a certain understanding of me in these classes, right?"

Lockhart rubbed his hands and looked around, but found that there was no one's book on the table:

"...I remember your textbook this year is my work. Where is the book?"

The students looked at each other for a while, then looked at Lockhart:

"Professor Lockhart, you didn't inform us that you were teaching today, so we didn't bring it."

"Varied--"

Lockhart's lips moved. This was his first class after returning, and he really didn't know what was going on. It took him a while to find his voice:

"So how do you take classes during this period?"

Could it be that the professors who helped him with his classes were using his Defense Against the Dark Arts class to teach their own subjects?

"The professors use projectors and blackboards to teach us the contents of Magical Defense Theory."

The students answered.

"Oh...well, yes, it's a decent book, but it's too boring."

Lockhart racked his brains but couldn't remember what the book "Magical Defense Theory" said. The time at Hogwarts was too long ago for him, but it didn't matter, he didn't need to use that book as a textbook.

“Believe me, you will definitely be able to learn while having fun.”

Lockhart was somewhat glad that he had brought his own books with him. He picked up a copy of "Breaking with the Female Ghost" and looked down with the same smile on his face as on the cover:

"Is there anyone willing to play the role of Wanlun's ghost?"

The Hufflepuffs and Slytherins who were waiting for him to start the formal class: "???"

Chapter 60 A Story Written for You

"Dumbledore's brain must be pickled in sugar - can't he hire a normal person to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? I'm going to ask my dad to sack that idiot!"

Draco cursed as he and his followers passed by Adam and the others, but it seemed that the other party didn't notice them at all.

Looking at his back, Adam sighed sympathetically:

"poor child."

No matter what Draco originally thought was going on to perform, the result of being on the same stage with Lockhart was that all the positive and highlight scenes belonged to him, while Draco, who played the ghost of Wan Lun, was forced to wail and flee.

"Honestly, is this what our next Defense Against the Dark Arts class is going to be like?"

Cologne's face was filled with discomfort.

"I'm afraid that's the case, unless..."

Uther glanced at Adam.

Unless Adam sent him to the hospital wing again, but that was obviously impossible. The first time it was because Lockhart went too far, and the professors would not let it go if it happened again.

In Hogwarts, he was not the only one who had the same idea as Colon.

When people are compared, they die; when goods are compared, they are thrown away. After having worked as a master of the Dark Arts, a dueling champion, an expert in Transfiguration, and a substitute teacher for the living encyclopedia of magical plants and animals, even the most loyal fans of Lockhart cannot say that Professor Lockhart is a good teacher.

"Professor Lockhart knows so many things, so it's understandable that he's not very good at teaching."

"If you are not good at teaching, then don't become a professor."

Hearing such arguments, Adam couldn't help but start thinking, he took Lockhart offline for half a month and it seemed that this had maintained Lockhart's image in the hearts of fans to a certain extent?

"What is it about Lockhart that you like?"

One weekend, Adam interviewed several students in the common room who had always stood firm and defended Professor Lockhart with this question.