A loud noise came from the Gryffindor table, which filled the entire auditorium and shook the dust from the ceiling.

"... I stole the car, if they fired you, I won't be surprised at all. See how I deal with you then. You probably never thought about what your father and I were feeling when we found out that the car was gone..."

"It seems that Mrs. Weasley sent his youngest son a roaring letter. How about it, Michael, do you still think it's enviable to come to school in a flying car?" Silver said, placing a thick layer of butter on his bread.

The sound made the plates and spoons on the table ring, and the echoes of the stone walls on all sides deafeningly. Everyone in the auditorium turned around to see who had received the roar letter. Ron shrank in his chair and could only see a red forehead.

"I received Dumbledore's letter last night, and your father almost died of shame. We worked hard to pull you up, but I didn't expect that if you did such a thing, you and Harry almost lost their lives..." Michael touched his head and said, "It seems that the price of this show-off is really high."

"...It's so annoying. Your father will be under scrutiny at the company. It's all your fault. If you don't follow the rules, we'll bring you back immediately!"

The roar stopped, and the ears were still buzzing.

"The invention of "Roaring Letter seems to be really good. It's really useful after the boss's efforts." Royna Ravenclaw in the necklace said briskly, "Don't worry, the people around you can't hear me. After staying in the necklace for the past year, the damage to my soul has been almost repaired. The last time I asked you to take the mental power recovery potion was really effective-"

"Ms. Royna, you are using my spilled mental power as a supplement."

"A stingy little guy, the overflowing mental power is a waste anyway, so it's okay to use it for me."

"But you said you invented the roar letter, what's going on? Do you have any enemies?"

Surprisingly, Ravenclaw did not answer immediately this time. After a while, Ravenclaw slowly said: "Maybe you have heard that I have an incompetent daughter..."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Royner." Silver knew that he was wrong, "Please forgive me, I should have thought of this when I asked."

"It's nothing, so many years have passed."

"I think, if I can, maybe I can take you to meet your daughter Helena Ravenclaw, who is still at Hogwarts Academy, and of course, she has become a ghost."

"Oh--" Ravenclaw sighed in Silver's mind and then remained silent.

Is the founder of Ravenclaw fighting a puzzle? Just like Sun Wukong's master, he knocked on his head for three times and went to the third update. Is it the first update? Silver slandered, and he knocked on the table with his magic wand, and a class schedule was revealed on the table. Silver looked carefully—

"Our first lesson today is the Dark Magic Defense. Hell, I have to see that narcissist Lockhart." Silver muttered.

After eating and drinking, Silver followed Ravenclaw's classmates to Lockhart's classroom. Lockhart looked a little unconscious and had a relatively obvious scar on his forehead. After seeing the students sitting down, he cheered up and straightened his chest. He cleared his throat to calm everyone down. Silver noticed that when Lockhart saw more than half of the students using pirated copies, Lockhart's eyebrows twitched.

Lockhart held his book "Walking with the Trolls" above his head, showing a photo of himself blinking on the cover.

"I," he pointed to his photo and blinked his eyes, "Gidro Lohart, the third-class medal of Sir Merlin, an honorary member of the Anti-Black Magic League, won the Most Charming Smile Award for the Wizard Weekly for five times-but I don't keep that in my mouth, I'm not the female ghost who drives out Wanlun by smiling!"

He was waiting for everyone to laugh, and a few people smiled faintly.

Lockhart pointed to the scar on his forehead and said, "Just a while ago, I, the object of the dark wizards' hated the most, Gidro Lockhart, fought a desperate battle with a dark wizard with a powerful and extremely vicious mana."

The students cooperated and took a breath of air conditioning. Lockhart was obviously satisfied with the effect.

"The black wizard was the most brutal one I've ever seen. He was proficient in all kinds of evil curses. At that time, I fought with him in a small alley and won hard, but the cunning black wizard used the terrain to get rid of my pursuit. This scar was left to me when he ran away."

Applause rang out in the classroom. Although everyone knew yesterday that the dark wizard in Lockhart's mouth was just a habit of stealing Montongus, it was obvious that Lavenders and others were happy to keep Lockhart in a happy mood and earn some points for Ravenclaw Academy, which was obviously what Ravenclaws were happy to see.

Sure enough, Lockhart was so moved by the applause that he couldn't do it.

"For the encouragement of the students of Ravenclaw, I think I should add ten to Ravenclaw." Lockhart smiled and showed his big white teeth. "Don't worry, as the mortal enemy of the black wizard, I will devote my life to Gidro Lockhart, who has devoted his life to the great cause of anti-black magic. I will definitely arrest the black wizard next time!"

"I saw you all bought my full set of books-" Lockhart's mouth twitched and continued, "Very good. I think we'll do a small test today. Don't be afraid-just see how you read and how much you have learned..." He finished sending the paper and returned to the podium and said, "Give you thirty minutes. Now--start!"

Silver looked at the paper and recited: 1.

What color does Gidro Lohart like the most? 2.

What is Gidro Lohart's secret ambition? 3.

What do you think Gidro Lohart’s greatest achievement so far? And so on, all three sides of paper, the last question is: 54.

What day is Gidro Lockhart’s birthday? What is his ideal birthday gift? Half an hour later, Lockhart put the test papers in front of the whole class and looked through them.

"Tsk tsk—Nine people remember that I like lilac the most. I mentioned it in "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman>. A few classmates want to read "Spend a Weekend with the Werewolf" carefully - I clearly stated in Chapter 12 of the book that my ideal birthday gift is to live in harmony with those who can't magic - but I will not refuse a large bottle of Ogden's aged Heat Whiskey!"

He blinked at them mischievously again. Many people trembled with laughter without saying a word.

"... But Mr. Jack Silver knew that my secret ambition was to eliminate the evil in the world and to combat all pirated booksellers-the good boy! In fact," he turned his paper over, "One hundred! Where is Jack Silver?"

Silver raised his hand. "Great!" Lockhart said with a smile, "Very good! Give Ravenclaw ten! Now, get back to the point..." He bent down and took out a large box from the back of the podium and put it on the table.

"Now - beware! My mission is to teach you to resist the most evil things known to the magic world! You will face the most horrible things in this classroom. But remember, as long as I am here, you will not be hurt. I only ask you to remain calm."

"What is this guy trying to do? I remember that in the original book he showed the Gryffindor students the Cornwall goblins. This time, it won't be a troublesome little creature." Silver muttered.

Lohart opened the box and said, "Loba worms on the bottom of the deep sea."

I saw several large worms about ten feet long swimming weakly in the water in the box.

The whole class couldn't help but sneer.

"Don't look at the surface like this!" Lockhart said angrily, shaking his finger at the students, "They are very dangerous creatures."

"If you've irritated them like this." Lockhart poked the big bugs with his wand. "They'll launch a pretty fierce attack on you."

The originally weak bugs ejected quickly, but they were just ejected. They sprayed black juice into Lockhart from their original mouthparts. Lockhart was not anxious and was poured on his face.

"Oh, who will save me? These juices are poisonous!" Lockhart covered his face with his hands and asked the students for help.

Silver could only shake his head helplessly.

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LOBALUG (Lobaworm)

Magical Category Level: XXX
Chapter completed!