"You're very brave! Not bad, not bad~"
Although Harry had been toying with him for a long time, the little Thunderbird had no intention of surrendering at all. As a proud king of the sky, even in his childhood, Thunderbird could not be easily surrendered. Only Rove had the right time and place. Only good people and good guys have a chance to gain favor.
Don't look at it now. Rolf can't hug the little Thunderbird and lift it up high, but as long as he can withstand the electricity, there is no problem at all. The first thing this little guy sees after hatching is As a mother to Lightning, the first person he saw was Luo Fu squatting next to Lightning. Little Neil really regarded Luo Fu as his own father.
And if Harry, the nominal godfather, wants to be recognized, he still has a long way to go.
After crawling out of the suitcase, a few people who were too excited to sleep set up the grill. Although they were not hungry now, Hufflepuff's traditional midnight snack was unavoidable. A few meat skewers could not fill their stomachs, but But he was able to let them brag happily for a long time with butterbeer, and it was almost until two o'clock in the morning that the dormitory fell completely silent.
Due to some mysterious power, no matter what year it is, the first day of classes at Hogwarts must be Monday, and Hufflepuff's first class on Monday morning is surprisingly with Ravenclaw students. Defense Against the Dark Arts.
"Harry, you didn't buy any textbooks?"
Just when they finished washing their faces and brushing their teeth and preparing to go to the auditorium to have breakfast, their friends in the dormitory asked with some confusion when they saw Harry with empty hands and no bag on his back.
"Well, although I'm not short of money, I don't want to spend money on a few children's books that I won't even read."
Hearing this, the three Nevilles laughed a few times. The Daily Prophet reported the scene in Diagon Alley. Lockhart did not pay enough. After weighing it, the reporters , feeling that the benefits of promotion and salary increase were greater than Lockhart's little gold, so he decisively sold it in exchange for a hot-selling newspaper headline.
"Aren't you afraid that Lockhart will deduct points from you in class, Harry?"
"I'm afraid of this?" Harry shrugged, "If it weren't for the fact that it would be a bit rude not to go to the first class, I would even skip the first class today. That guy is a loser. Instead of wasting time with him, Might as well go to the kitchen and have a good meal.”
"Isn't he a famous person?" Justin asked doubtfully, who couldn't understand. "I read his book, and the adventures in it seemed pretty awesome. He encountered a werewolf in a phone booth and knocked him down. Oh!"
"Zi~ Do you believe this?"
"Look at Lockhart's little arms and legs. I don't think he can even beat Rolf."
"Believe my eyes." Harry pointed to his own eyes, "I am a professional. Lockhart has no trace of physical training. How can he bring down a werewolf at close range? Even a kobold will have to be chased away. Got a spanking on the ass."
"oh!"
Justin nodded knowingly. He was more willing to believe Harry's words than the flamboyant Lockhart, "So he made up those stories. I really didn't think he was a liar."
"We can only hope that he is not a liar, but that I was wrong, otherwise I won't be able to take Defense Against the Dark Arts this year."
While chatting, the four of them strolled out of the common room. There were already many noisy people in the auditorium, and near the teacher's desk, dozens of witches were chattering excitedly around them.
"I hope their idols won't let us down."
Rolf sneered and spoke a little sourly. After Harry's advice yesterday, he wanted to have a happy sibling relationship, but it was a bit difficult. It would probably be fine in two years. Now, learn to My sister is afraid that she will abandon her shoes because of his weak intentions.
Unlike Grindelwald, Lockhart chose the location of his classroom close to the central courtyard of the castle. Whenever night falls, there are always pairs of people coming here holding hands and snuggling against the gorgeous phlox trees. Next to the flowers, smell the fragrance of the flowers and look for the sweet love.
As they walked across the courtyard, Harry caught a glimpse of a thin, gray-haired boy looking secretly in his direction with a nervous look on his face.
"What's with you?"
Harry waved to him, and the boy shrank for a moment before finally gathering his courage and walking over.
"Hello, Harry." The boy stammered, but the boy, who was just over 1.4 meters tall, could only reach Harry's chest, like a little squirrel standing in front of a big bear.
"My name is Colin Creevey." He swallowed hard, tremblingly raised a film camera in his hand and looked at Harry with some hope in his eyes, "I can Can I take a picture of you?”
"I think you are super powerful. Almost everyone has told me about you, saying that you escaped the murderous hands of the mysterious man. You performed miracles at Hogwarts and are the most powerful Quidditch player in history. You You also established your own gang, right?"
Colin blushed and said quickly, as if if he couldn't finish his words within a few seconds, he would never be able to muster the courage again. Only after seeing Harry in person did he understand how powerful it was to face him. pressure.
With his physique, Colin had no doubt that Harry could hang him from the castle eaves with one hand.
"Okay, do you want to take a group photo?"
After a moment of astonishment, Harry nodded with a smile. He was not a cannibal. As long as he was not busy, he was actually very talkative.
"I'll take the pictures, I'll take the pictures." Justin said quickly, "If I read correctly, this is Pentax K1000?"
"Yes!" Colin nodded gratefully to Justin, then carefully took the camera off his neck and handed it to him.
"Come on, Harry, sit on the chair over here. You're too tall. Colin is like a little bean sprout next to you. It's better to sit down."
"Although it looks incongruous. But forget it, the conditions don't allow it. Okay, look at the camera!"
With a click, Justin pressed the shutter. He was no stranger to playing with this camera.
"It's done, Colin, you can try the developing potion then. I don't recommend you to boil it yourself. It will be too difficult for you. It is sold at the Peter Pan Magic Photo Shop in Diagon Alley. Wuxi can get one. Da Ping, if you don’t understand anything later, you can ask me.”
Justin raised an eyebrow at Colin, "I've been tinkering with this a lot during the holidays. How cool are the moving photos, right?"
"Yeah! So cool."
The two people who had a common topic got to know each other quickly, but class was about to begin soon, so now was not a good time for small talk.
"Can you sign something for me at the end, Harry?"
After knowing that Harry was not as difficult to get along with as he thought, Colin spoke a little louder than before, but still a little nervous.
"sign?"
"Hmm! I wonder if you can"
"Who wants an autograph?"
An enthusiastic voice came from behind them, and Lockhart, who was wearing a green robe, strode towards their position. In fact, when Justin was taking pictures, he saw it from the window, so he hurried over. .
"Oh~Harry!"
Lockhart spoke exaggeratedly in an overly enthusiastic tone as if he had just seen Harry. He reached out his hand as if to put his arm around Harry's shoulders, but Harry turned slightly and avoided it.
"Are you ready for today's lesson, Professor Lockhart?"
When Harry glanced at him, the smile on Lockhart's face froze, but immediately, he made a gesture that no one understood with his hands, and spoke with a smile on his face.
"Of course! I guarantee this class will be the best class you have ever had, bar none."
"Who wanted an autograph just now?"
He quickly changed the subject to where he wanted to be.
"An autographed photo, right?" He glanced at the camera in Colin's hand, "Come on, come on, this classmate, a double photo, it's a great deal, we'll give it to you."
"See you next time, Colin. It's time for me to go to class."
Harry turned around and walked away, raising his hand and waving his hand, and walked up the stairs to Colin's thanks.
Lockhart, who was left standing there, twitched his eyebrows. Although it was not the first time, this behavior of not giving him any face still made Lockhart feel unhappy, but what could be done about it, even if Harry He didn't do anything, and his reputation was far above his own. Lockhart didn't admit it with his mouth, but he knew it clearly in his heart.
"Why is the little devil so difficult to deal with now?"
After cursing secretly in his mind, Lockhart put on a businesslike smile, pulled out a signed photo of himself and stuffed it into Colin's hand, and then stepped forward gracefully. It was almost time for his performance.
(End of chapter)
