"Tsk tsk, almost no one remembers that lilac is my favorite color. I mentioned it in "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman"."
"Some students need to read "Wandering with Werewolves" carefully. In Chapter 12 of the book, I clearly stated that my ideal birthday gift is for all magicians and non-magics to live in harmony, but I don't know that either. Say no to a giant bottle of Ogden Aged Firewhiskey!”
Lockhart reviewed the test paper, expressing his disappointment that most people couldn't answer his 'simple' questions.
But he still comforted the little wizards with a playful wink.
Not to mention Ron, even the other little wizards could hardly hold back.
Hermione was probably the only one in the whole classroom who was still listening carefully. Lockhart suddenly mentioned her name, which made Hermione startled.
"But Miss Hermione Granger knows that my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil and sell my own line of hair lotion."
Lockhart looked at the test paper with surprise and relief. Sure enough, outstanding people will attract special attention wherever they go.
He said happily: "One hundred percent, where is Miss Hermione Granger?"
After Hermione was recognized, she raised her hands tremblingly with excitement. Lockhart smiled and said, "Great, 10 points for Gryffindor!"
This excited Hermione even more, because it was the first time she had scored a bonus point ahead of John.
Immediately, Hermione looked at John for the first time, with hard-won victory in her eyes.
John saw the provocation in her eyes and secretly thought something was wrong.
Miss Know-It-All Hermione Granger resurfaces and sees the possibility of defeating John again.
Over there, Lockhart didn't know that one of his unintentional actions 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, beware! My mission is to teach you to defend yourself against the most evil things the wizarding world has ever known! You will face the most terrifying things in this classroom!"
There was a threatening tone in his words, as if he wanted to scare these little wizards.
Maybe 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 in any way. I only ask you to stay calm."
Some young wizards were frightened by his words, and their laughter stopped. Neville in the first row felt very insecure and shrank back.
"I must ask you not to scream, that will piss them off!"
He emphasized again in a low and threatening tone, and finally made the atmosphere scary enough to make the whole class hold their breath.
Under everyone's nervous gaze, he opened the hood...
"Pfft!"
Seamus didn't usually laugh in class unless he couldn't help it.
Under the hood, Lockhart seemed to have captured a group of dementors, and underneath was a group of Cornish elves.
These little elves are iron-green, have small pointed faces, and have shrill and harsh voices. They chirp as noisily as budgies.
But even so, it doesn't change that this is just a little guy less than eight inches.
Seamus' smile made Lockhart feel a little embarrassed, and he said with a sullen tone: "They may also be little saboteurs as cunning as the devil!"
But he was greeted by more laughter, much to Lockhart's chagrin, who swore he meant no harm.
He shouted: "Well, let's see how you deal with them!"
He opened the cage and wanted to make the students suffer, but the little elves who were released were in chaos.
They were flying around 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 broke the classroom glass and scattered it on the ground.
Lockhart was right, these guys were like devils in their destruction.
Ink sprayed everywhere, and an elf next to John flew towards him and tried to pull his ears. He looked over to intimidate him, causing the elf to tremble in fear.
How dare the Cornish elf touch the dragon's beard, and immediately screamed in fright and flew away.
Lockhart hurriedly directed the students to gather the elves together, chanting a newly made spell to solve them.
It had no effect at all, and Neville was picked up by his ears.
John frowned, and an elf was chasing the girl with ink in his hand.
"enough!"
In the midst of the chaos, John stood up.
He shouted coldly, and the dragon's power radiated out, making all the troublemaking elves freeze on the spot.
Lockhart felt like he was seeing a fire dragon, and he screamed in fear and ran outside.
The elves even shivered and huddled together on the ground. They looked so pitiful.
John put an end to the chaos without getting angry.
He pulled out his wand and cast a spell on the elf who was still trying to escape.
The transformation spell turned the table into a cage, trapping the elves inside.
The ringing of the get out of class bell woke up the students. John walked to the door under the gaze of many students, and then said somewhat strangely: "Aren't you going to get out of class?"
"Oh yes."
The students who reacted had different attitudes. Daphne looked directly at John, and Malfoy also closed his open mouth.
The Slytherins cheered, it seemed to them that John had saved the class.
"Cool, awesome!"
Seamus in Gryffindor said excitedly: "Did you just see that John's words made the elves so scared that they dared not move."
"I felt like he was like a fire dragon just now. It was so scary."
Harry had the same feeling. He had clearly never seen an adult fire dragon, but for a moment he seemed to see an adult Norwegian Ridgeback.
Ron was still frightened. He was really frightened, not only by John, but also by Lockhart's poor teaching skills.
"I never want to take Lockhart's class again, it's a nightmare."
Hermione also wanted to defend her idol, "Maybe he just wanted to give us a chance to practice, maybe."
The more Hermione talked about it, the less confident she became. Ron laughed angrily and said, "Practice? He was scared away."
Harry added: "I think he was scared away by John."
Two of the three little ones had strong opinions on Lockhart, and Hermione began to wonder if she had fallen in love with the wrong person.
Ron even doubted whether Lockhart had ever done the things written in the book.
...
"Deterrence is effective against low-level magical creatures."
John's roar immobilized the elf, and the effect was outstanding.
He felt that deterrence could be used as a mass petrification spell to clear the soldiers. This kind of deterrence was in the natural blood.
Applying pressure based on one's own strength can be called 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 he recovered, John did not violate it.
After arriving at the Whomping Willow, John did not use the wand to immobilize the Whomping Willow immediately.
He turned on the threat and shouted: "Stop!"
Before entering the range of the Whomping Willow, the Whomping Willow danced its branches crazily as if it was offended.
John couldn't get close, so he had to use the petrification spell to immobilize the Whomping Willow.
"It seems that my intimidation is not enough to stop the Whomping Willow."
Thinking about it, the Whomping Willow is an overly aggressive plant, and my own deterrence may be counterproductive in front of him.
Pour dragon dung around the whomping willow. Dragon dung is very good for the plants.
After John was out of range, the Whomping Willow became flat.
He nodded, he had done his duty.
Back in the dormitory, John refined the willow branches of the Whomping Willow into a vigilance amulet that would warn of danger.
This amulet is more sensitive than the Blast-Ended Skrewt, and even a malicious intention will be felt by the Whomping Willow Amulet.
"Now you can try to have a try."
Thinking that he still had a bird in the forest test, John armed himself fully.
After getting the small bag, he stuffed some magic potions into it, including antidote and fire prevention.
After everything was ready, he headed to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.
After thinking about the training ground three times in his mind, a door appeared in front of him.
Walking inside, Gryffindor was already waiting.
John nodded and said, "I'm ready to start the test."
With a wave of Gryffindor's wand, the Room of Requirement instantly changed.
Roots of vegetation grew in the training ground, covering it, and trees rose from the ground.
The change lasted for a while, and when everything stopped, John was already in a vast forest.
This was the first time he knew that the Room of Requirement was used in this way.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that he had been taken into the forbidden forest.
