Reborn Harry Potter

.. Half an hour later, Lockhart began to collect the test papers.

He stood in front of Harry, waiting for Harry to hand in his test paper.

He smiled: "Mr. Potter, where is your test paper?"

He was already imagining Harry's silence, haha, you are young, you acted in a fit of anger because you were in a bad mood, now you should apologize obediently, of course I will forgive your mistakes very generously.

Lockhart's small thoughts can be seen in his eyes-the kind of pride that I caught your pigtail.

"Trash should stay where the trash is. Are you blind and didn't see that I had already thrown it into the trash can?" Harry said bluntly.

Everyone else turned around, not expecting Harry to treat the professor like this, wow, that's exciting.So what's next, what will Professor Lockhart do.

Lockhart really didn't know what to do. When a student disregarded the teacher's authority, the teacher really had no advantage over the student.

Except for force, but he can do nothing except forgetting the curse.

"Professor." Hermione suddenly handed over her test paper.

Lockhart nervously put away the test paper, took advantage of the steps, and walked away.

After collecting the test papers, he read them in front of the whole class.

He shook his head, nodded, smiled and frowned.

"I heard from other professors that there are two extremely bright students in this grade, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, but—" He shook his head with a disappointed face, as if he had devoted himself to teaching The gardener among them felt sad when he met a bad student who could not learn well no matter how hard he taught.

"I handed in a blank paper." Hermione said quietly, she twisted and twisted, a little embarrassed, but she felt a sense of excitement.

Wow, I've turned bad.Hermione covered her face.

Harry: ...

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Lockhart bent down and took out a large cage covered with a cloth from behind the podium, and put it on the table.

"Now, beware! I am on a mission to teach you to defend yourself against the worst things the wizarding world has ever known! You will face the most horrible things in this classroom. But remember, as long as I am here, you will not Any harm. I just ask you to stay calm." He turned his head and flashed a bright and confident smile to his classmates.

The others craned their necks involuntarily, wanting to take a good look at the cage and see what was inside.

Lockhart put a hand on the hood,

"Be careful, don't scream," Lockhart said in a low voice, "that'll piss them off!"

The class held their breath, and Lockhart jerked the hood back.

"Ha, Cornish elf just caught."

The whole class roared with laughter.

Seamus almost couldn't breathe with laughter: "I don't think...these 'dangerous' elves will teach us anything in Defense Against the Dark Arts class." He added an accent to the word dangerous.

Harry wished Malfoy had been there at this moment, his venomous tongue would have satirized Lockhart unceremoniously.

Lockhart said angrily: "Don't underestimate them, they are cunning saboteurs."

These elves are iron-blue, about twenty or thirty centimeters tall, with small pointed faces and very shrill voices, as if many parrots were arguing.

As soon as the cover was removed, they began to chatter, jump up and down, shake the cage bars, and make all kinds of weird faces at people nearby.

"Now, it's time to see your resilience to emergencies," he said, about to open the cage.

"I don't think it's better not to open it," said Harry.

"Haha, isn't Harry Potter also worried about being seen ugly by others - don't worry, I'm here."

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He opened the cage door.

Almost at that moment, things were going in an unpredictable direction.

The elf was free, screaming, and flying around like a rocket.

Two of them were the first to grab Neville by the ear and lift him up.

It seems that they can also see who is more likely to be bullied.

Although they may look small, they are powerful.

A few others rushed out of the window and shattered the glass in the back row of the classroom.

The rest wreak havoc in the classroom, worse than a rampaging rhino.

They grabbed ink bottles and threw them at the class, tore books and papers to shreds, tore down pictures on the walls, turned waste bins upside down, and threw schoolbags and textbooks out of broken windows.

A few minutes later, half of the class hid under the table, and Neville was swinging pitifully on the chandelier.

Although Lockhart's behavior was stupid, this incident fully reflected the panic, clumsiness, and bewilderment of the second-year students in the face of the situation.

These are just a few little elves with little fighting power. In fact, as long as they can calm down, the magic they have learned is enough to cope with the situation in front of them.

Totally out of control.

Lockhart firmly grasped the table, raised his head, and tried to put on a steady look: "Hey, it's time to send them back to the cage."

He waved his wand and yelled, "Peschipixy Pesternomi!"

But nothing happened.

Who knows what nonsensical spell he was shouting.

A pixie whized over, knocked his wand flying, and tugged at Lockhart's soft, rejoicing hair.

Looking at the farce, Harry felt that the lesson had not been wasted, but it should have stopped.He moved his lips, but no sound came out.

In an instant, all the elves paused for a moment, Harry's eyes flickered, and all the elves suddenly flew towards Lockhart, even the two elves who kept dangling the Neville chandelier rushed down.

Lockhart watched in horror as the elf army rushed towards him.

They tore at Lockhart's clothes, pulled at his arms and legs, and shoved one finger roughly up his nostril.

Harry suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his nose.

They picked him up, threw him hard, and threw him out of the window to nowhere.

Then, like swallows returning to their nests, they swooped down on the metal cage and huddled together.

Harry lowered the cage door, tapped his wand lightly, and the Sleeping Charm was activated. The screaming crazy elves inside rolled their eyes and passed out.

Harry covered the cage, looked at the room as if it had been trampled by war, and said, "get out of class is over."

Then left the classroom.

The classmates in the room, you look at me, I look at you, and suddenly collapsed.

Neville was crying and shaking on the chandelier: "Get me down first—"

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the next day.

Gryffindor, no, the whole of Hogwarts was talking.

The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Lockhart, made a big mistake in the first class—he was thrown by the elf he brought into a pile of excrement of unknown animals next to Hagrid's hut .

Everyone is participating in this discussion, and it seems that if you don't participate, you will fall behind.

Harry, the instigator, enjoyed the food quietly.

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Zhang Qiu brought a copy of the Daily Prophet.

Harry put the meal down after just one look, for fear he'd spit it out.

Huge cover, with Harry's picture taking up half of the page.

This turned out to be the one with Colin.

In bold black letters reads: Ordinary Wizard Harry Potter!

"...It is reported...Harry Potter who defeated Voldemort...publicly stated...that he is...a brick...where does it need to be moved..."

"The Ministry of Magic...represented...Harry Potter is a role model for young wizards...calls...to learn from him...to have...not afraid of hardship...not afraid of tiredness...willing to contribute...spirit...to implement...the basic points ...continuous development...zero tolerance..."

Harry was sweating. It turned out that the newspapers in the wizarding world were no different from the Muggle world.

The reports are all in the same tone.

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Lockhart put his hand to his nose and sniffed, disgusted.

Even though he had showered more than a dozen times and sprayed on several bottles of expensive perfume, Lockhart still felt that he stinks all over.

He saw Harry's photo in the newspaper and angrily tore up the newspaper.

He worked hard, worked hard to build popularity, and didn't dare to have any negative news, so he finally got a chance to be published on the Daily Prophet, but he still doesn't know which small section it is on.

But Harry just said a few words casually, and he was able to be put on the cover.

He was going crazy with jealousy.

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