I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Looking at Hermione's love-struck appearance, she would probably lose all desire to live after knowing the truth.

If it were the Hermione of the past, she would definitely be able to understand the meaning of John's words, but now she is still immersed in worshipping Lockhart.

John thought it was quite interesting. If this scene was filmed, it would become a huge scandal for Hermione when she became Minister of Magic.

Over there Harry was in trouble, not only because of Malfoy's derogatory taunts towards him, but also because of Lockhart's embarrassment after his arrival.

Colin Creevey is a first-year Gryffindor student and a fan of Harry Potter.

Colin took pictures of Harry with his camera, and when Lockhart came over, he asked him to take a picture of the two of them together.

This made Harry extremely uncomfortable.

At the afternoon school bell, Lockhart took Harry away in his arms, thinking he was doing a good job.

Ron and Hermione were left behind, and the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seemed to enjoy being the center of attention.

John also finished the last potato and came to Ron, who was now red in the face after being ridiculed by Malfoy.

"Ron, don't worry about it. Well, I heard your wand is broken?"

Hearing John's words, Ron took out the broken wand in frustration.

I took the wand and took a look. The core was still intact. This was good news.

After all, it was his father's fault, and John felt that as a son, he should still try to save him.

John looked at it for a moment and said, "I happen to be learning how to make wands, maybe I can help you fix it."

"Really? That's great, thank you John!"

Ron was overjoyed; if Mrs. Weasley knew he had broken his wand, she would probably send him another Howler.

This was like a savior, and he was extremely grateful.

"It's time for class. I'll help you repair it after I find all the repair materials." The Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon was taught by both departments together.

John returned the wand to Ron, and they headed towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

At first glance, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom is filled with photos, and the owners of these photos are unsurprisingly Gilderoy Lockhart.

...

Not long after entering the classroom, Lockhart came in.

He was different from other professors. He wore a gorgeous and flashy turquoise robe and a turquoise hat with gold edges on his shining golden hair.

Malfoy was annoyed by the showy look. This guy still held a grudge against Lockhart and Harry for taking a photo together, and he let out a click of the tongue.

The girls' reaction was the opposite. Their eyes were shining and their faces were flushed, looking like fangirls.

Most of them have mothers who are Lockhart fans, or they themselves are Lockhart fans.

As a liar, Lockhart is not only good at using the Oblivion Charm, but also has a very good appearance.

He made a show of himself, especially in self-introduction.

"I am Gilderoy Lockhart, Third Class Order of Merlin, Honorary Member of the Dark Arts Defense League.

I won the "Witch Weekly" award for the most charming smile five times... but I never mention that. I don't drive away the ghosts of Wanlun with my smile. "

There is a cold plot at the end, but it's a pity that no one can understand it.

John was speechless. After such a long introduction, the only useful thing was that he was an honorary member of the Dark Arts Defense League. No matter how you looked at him, he looked like a mere vase.

John was soon able to confirm his guess; Lockhart's first class test was actually to take a survey paper.

The content of the questionnaire left John completely confused.

1.What is Gilderoy Lockhart’s favorite color?

2. What was Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?

3. What do you think is Gilderoy Lockhart’s greatest achievement to date?

What the hell is this? Are you sure you are here for class and not for an idol fan meeting?

Chapter 56: Elves and Deterrence

"Tsk, tsk, hardly anyone remembers that my favorite color is lilac, which I mentioned in "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman."

"Some of you need to read Wandering with Werewolves carefully. I clearly stated in Chapter 12 that my ideal birthday gift would be all magical and non-magical people living in harmony. But I won't refuse a big bottle of Ogden's Aged Firewhiskey!"

Lockhart reviewed the test papers and expressed his disappointment that most people could not answer their 'simple' questions.

However, he still winked mischievously to comfort the group of little wizards.

Not to mention Ron, even the other little wizards could hardly hold back.

Hermione was probably the only one in the classroom who was still listening attentively. Lockhart suddenly mentioned her name, which scared Hermione.

"But Miss Hermione Granger knows that my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil and to sell my own line of hair toner."

Lockhart looked at the test paper with surprise and satisfaction. It turned out that outstanding people would always attract special attention wherever they go.

He said rather happily, "One hundred points, where is Miss Hermione Granger?"

After being recognized, Hermione raised her hand with some excitement and trembling. Lockhart smiled and said, "Excellent, add 10 points to Gryffindor!"

This excited Hermione even more because it was the first time she had received bonus points before John.

Immediately, Hermione looked at John, with a hard-earned victory in her eyes.

John saw the provocation in her eyes and thought to himself that something was wrong.

Miss Know-It-All Hermione Granger has revived and sees the possibility of defeating John again.

Over there, Lockhart didn't know that his unintentional action had restored the confidence of a heartbroken academic. He placed a large cage covered with a cloth on the podium and displayed exaggerated body language.

"Now, be careful! My job is to teach you to defend yourself against the worst evil the wizarding world has ever known! You will face the most horrible things in this classroom!"

There was a threatening tone in his words, as if he wanted to scare these little wizards.

Perhaps he felt that he had gone too far, so he changed his tone and said with infinite confidence: "But remember, as long as I am here, you will not be harmed. I only ask you to remain calm."

Some of the little wizards were frightened by his words and stopped laughing. Neville in the first row felt very insecure and shrank back.

"I must ask you not to scream, it will irritate them!"

He emphasized it again in a low and threatening tone, finally making the atmosphere scary enough to make the whole class hold their breath.

As everyone watched nervously, he opened the hood...

"Pfft!"

Seamus didn't usually laugh in class unless he couldn't help it.

Under the hood, which looked as if Lockhart had captured a group of Dementors, was a group of Cornish elves.

These little elves are iron blue in color, with small pointed faces and sharp, shrill voices, and they chirp as noisily as budgies.

But even so, it can't change the fact that these are just little guys that are less than eight inches tall.

Seamus's smile made Lockhart feel a little embarrassed. He said with a look of annoyance: "They may also be little saboteurs as cunning as the devil!"

But he was greeted with more laughter, which annoyed Lockhart a little, and he swore that he meant no harm.

He shouted, "Well, let's see how you deal with them!"

He opened the cage and wanted to give these students a hard time, but the elves that were released caused chaos.

They were running around in the classroom like little monkeys, and some little wizards were picked up by the elves by their ears.

Others rushed out of the window and smashed the classroom glass and scatter it on the ground.

Lockhart was right, these guys were like devils when it came to destruction.

Ink was sprayed everywhere. An elf flew over to John and tried to pull his ears. He just gave it a threatening look and the elf trembled with fear.

How dare the Cornish elf touch the dragon's beard? He screamed and flew away in fear.

Lockhart hurriedly directed the students to gather the elves together, chanting an impromptu spell to try to solve the problem.

It had no effect at all, and Neville was lifted up by his ears.

John frowned as an elf carrying ink chased the girl.

"enough!"

Amid the chaos, John stood up.

He shouted coldly, and the dragon's might emanated from him, freezing all the troublesome elves on the spot.

Lockhart felt as if he saw a fire dragon. He screamed in fear and ran outside.

The elves fell to the ground and huddled together, trembling with fear. They looked so pitiful.

John was intimidating without even getting angry, and put an end to the chaos.

He drew out his wand and cast a spell at the elf who was still trying to escape.

The Transfiguration spell transformed the table into a cage, trapping the elves inside.

The bell rang, waking the students from their dreams. John walked to the door under the gaze of many students, and then said in a strange tone, "You guys aren't going to leave get out of class?"

"Oh yes."

The students who reacted had different attitudes. Daphne stared at John, and Malfoy closed his open mouth.

The Slytherins cheered, as they thought John had saved the class.

"Cool, that's awesome!"

Seamus in Gryffindor said excitedly: "Did you see it just now? John scared the elf so much with just one sentence."

"I felt like he was a fire dragon just now. It was so scary."

Harry had the same feeling. He had never seen an adult fire dragon, but for a moment he seemed to have seen an adult Norwegian Ridgeback.

Ron was still in shock. He was really scared, not only by John, but also by Lockhart's poor teaching level.

"I never want to take Lockhart's class again. It's a nightmare."

Hermione wanted to defend her idol, "Maybe he just wanted to give us a chance to practice, I guess."

The more Hermione talked, the less confident she became. Ron laughed angrily, "Practice? He was scared away."

Harry added: "I think he was scared off by John."

Two of the three little ones had strong opinions about Lockhart, and Hermione began to wonder if she had chosen the wrong person as her fan.

Ron doubted whether Lockhart had ever done anything that was written in his book.

...

"Deterrence is very effective against low-level magical creatures."

John froze the elf with a roar, and the effect was outstanding.

He felt that deterrence could be used as a mass petrification spell to clear the soldiers, and this deterrence was in their natural blood.

Based on its own powerful ability to exert pressure, it can be regarded as another magical skill.

The afternoon class ended in a panic.

John went to the greenhouse of Herbology and took two large buckets of dragon dung to the Whomping Willow.

Since Dumbledore asked him to take care of the Whomping Willow until it recovered, John did not disobey.

After arriving at the Whomping Willow, John did not use his wand to freeze the Whomping Willow immediately.

He activated the deterrent and shouted, "Stop!"

Before I even entered the Whomping Willow's range, it started waving its branches wildly as if it was offended.

John couldn't get close, so he had to use the petrification spell to freeze the Whomping Willow.

"It seems my intimidation is not enough to immobilize the Whomping Willow."

Come to think of it, the Whomping Willow is an extreme plant, and my own intimidation might be counterproductive in front of it.

Pour dragon manure around the Whomping Willow. Dragon manure is very good for plants.

Once John was out of range, the Whomping Willow calmed down.