Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

Professor Sprout was a little unhappy that Lockhart called him by his name without his consent.

But this is my new colleague after all.

So Professor Sprout didn't bother with him.

And according to the book he wrote.

This must be an experienced wizard.

Maybe it can really help.

Professor Sprout smiled back and said politely:

"It would be great if you could help."

Lockhart was very pleased with Professor Sprout's tone and answer.

He said happily: "Of course! How could the enthusiastic Lockhart refuse the request of his colleague?"

“And I did happen to see a few of these amazing plants in my travels.”

"Don't worry, I will show you how to heal the Whomping Willow."

Lockhart said happily, and when he saw Black, he couldn't help but add one more sentence.

"Oh... Of course, I don't want your young student to think that I am better at herbology than his professor..."

To be fair, Lockhart hadn't finished his words yet.

Professor Sprout was already feeling a little uncomfortable.

If you want to help, just help. Why so much nonsense?

Moreover, he is not humble at all and even said he would demonstrate it to me?

And he hinted that after his demonstration, his students would think that their knowledge of herbology was inferior to his?

At this time, Blake found that Professor Sprout's face turned a little dark.

Blake rubbed his chin.

Then walked over.

After activating the Performance Skill Mastery, Blake said with admiration:

"You are the legendary pioneer against the dark arts..."

"The five-time winner of the Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award..."

"Winner of the Third Class Order of Merlin..."

"The legendary wizard Gilderoy Lockhart?"

"I'm so glad you're our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for this new school year!"

Black had already grasped Lockhart's hand before he could react.

Then shake it vigorously...

Lockhart thought the little wizard's words were very nice.

I wish he would say more.

but……

There's no need to get so excited...

Lockhart felt that this little wizard was extremely strong!

He tried several times without making a sound but failed...

Finally... until Blake let go of his hand.

He found that his hands had turned a little red.

"Ahem...Since Professor Lockhart is willing to help, let's get started."

Professor Sprout urged.

A single strike on the Whomping Willow's scar will immobilize it for fifteen minutes.

Now, it has been almost five minutes since Scar was hit.

Their work had not even begun when Lockhart interrupted them.

Professor Sprout had completely seen through Lockhart's character.

Vanity... exaggeration...

Blake's compliments just now gave me goosebumps.

Only Lockhart could accept it so calmly.

This guy doesn't care what his abilities are.

But this character is really hard to like.

Professor Sprout didn't want to delay any longer at this point.

I just want to get busy with the bandage.

But Blake quietly pulled her back.

"Professor Lockhart! Didn't you just say that you would show us how to heal the Whomping Willow?"

"We just happened to be studying."

Blake said with a grin.

Professor Sprout also stopped.

She had just heard Lockhart bragging about how great he was.

I also want to see if his knowledge of herbology is as good as he claims.

Lockhart stiffened slightly when he heard this.

To be honest, he is just a person who wants to be in the spotlight and wants to get a piece of the action...

His original intention was just to pretend to help, then slack off and make some half-hearted suggestions.

Then when the Whomping Willow is healed, he can brag about it everywhere.

It can be said that the Whomping Willow's healing was due to his advice, or even his correct demonstration.

Then he can be in the spotlight and satisfy his vanity.

but now……

It turns out that Professors Blake and Sprout really didn't plan to go.

But let yourself do it?

This is completely different from the premise of slacking off that I had imagined before!

But the bullshit has already been blown out...

"Ahem...Okay! Okay!"

Lockhart managed to say.

He drew his wand.

"I happen to know some spells that will work on this strange plant."

"Of course... every exotic plant has its own uniqueness. It's normal if the spell doesn't work."

Lockhart patched up a spell that would surely be ineffective later on.

Then he can say that the spell didn't work because he was incompetent.

It’s because of the uniqueness of the Whomping Willow…

As long as there is an excuse, Lockhart can still be wild!

Lockhart walked up to the Whomping Willow in a pretentious manner.

He waved his wand in a mock manner and chanted the spell he had boasted about.

"Ulala Kallista Kashinobala..."

Blake watched from the side, speechless.

Just tell me, can you recite that spell again?

If you can read it the second time and it is the same as the first time.

I wash my hair upside down!

Of course Lockhart couldn't read it the same way a second time.

Because, this was a spell he made up randomly.

Sure enough, there was no movement from the Whomping Willow.

"Ahem, it seems that each of these strange plants has..."

Lockhart was just about to say the excuse he had thought of earlier.

I found that my head felt cold.

Like something is fanning the wind?

Lockhart lowered his head subconsciously.

Then he noticed a huge branch passing over his head!

"Oh my god!" Lockhart was almost frightened.

If he had lowered his head just a little bit slower, he would have been hit and sent flying by the Whomping Willow!

At this moment, Lockhart wanted to run quickly.

But the Whomping Willow itself was extremely violent due to its injuries.

At this time, I saw a provocative guy.

Of course it was impossible to let him leave so easily.

Professor Sprout frowned slightly.

This time should not be enough for fifteen minutes.

Why did you start moving so quickly?

Could it be that the spell Lockhart just cast really worked?

Is he really a genius?

Professor Sprout was still confused.

Blake has started to blow over there.

"Wow! Professor Lockhart! You are really amazing! That spell really worked!"

"Look how ferocious this Whomping Willow is now! It's completely different from the dying look just now!"

"And when he was attacked, he remained calm and easily dodged the attack by lowering his head."

"You are truly worthy of me! Professor Lockhart!"

"So... now that the Whomping Willow has been awakened by your spell, what are you going to do next?! We're waiting for your demonstration!"

Lockhart was so confused. What was he talking about?

This is obviously just a spell I made up!

How come this damn tree suddenly came alive? !

Could it be that the spell I chanted by accident really worked? Am I really a genius?!

But... I'm about to be killed by a tree! What's the point of saying more?

Lockhart fled in a panic under the violent attack of the Whomping Willow.

At first, Professor Sprout was influenced by Blake's flattering words.

I thought Lockhart was really capable.