Chapter 177 Lockhart: Tom Is as Good as Me (2 in 1)

Chapter 178 Lockhart: Tom is not inferior to me (2 in 1)

The tone of the hall today is particularly dark, and thick dark clouds are rolling on the ceiling. From time to time, there is a lavender light coming out from the inside of the dark clouds, with a dull rumble, as if it really comes from the sky.

The dueling stage is still the gilded and exaggerated appearance, and under the swaying candlelight, there is a kind of charming and seductive light.

But there is no one on the stage.

Ron snorted and whispered:

"Is Peacock afraid of embarrassing himself again and dare not come?"

Hermione's little ears covered by fluffy hair suddenly moved, and she turned her head abruptly, and her shaking hair gave Malfoy a fierce "slap".

The little witch said in a serious tone:

"Ron, we undoubtedly had many misunderstandings about the professor before. Even if his spell ability is weak, he can also become a master through theoretical research.

Just like Bathilda Bagshot, although she has no dazzling achievements, no one will question her master status."

Ron slowly turned his head and looked at Harry, raising his eyebrows:

"Dude, what are you talking about?"

Harry was also confused.

"Bathilda Bagshot - the author of "History of Magic", the greatest historian of this century, our textbook is her work." Malfoy rubbed his cheek and stared at Hermione's hair.

It seems that compared to who Bathilda Bagshot is, he is more curious about why the power of the hair swinging is comparable to a slap.

Zhang Xiao smiled and watched from the side, absolutely not interrupting. Telling a 12-year-old star-chasing girl that her idol will collapse sooner or later is a brain-damaged thing.

At this moment, thousands of candles floating in the sky suddenly went out, and the little wizards immediately stopped talking, and many of them raised their wands reflexively.

The shouts of "fluorescent flashes" continued, and the auditorium was immediately filled with soft light spots like stars.

A deep male voice suddenly echoed in the auditorium:

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Gilderoy Lockhart, winner of the third-class medal of the Order of Merlin, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic League, and winner of the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award five times!"

The light beam lit up in the center of the stage. Lockhart stood in the center of the light column, stretched out his hands to hug, and the little witches were like crazy, screaming shrilly, their cheeks flushed, and waving their wands wildly.

Zhang Xiao pinched his chin. Why did this scene look a little familiar?

Lockhart looked at the enthusiastic scene below with satisfaction. Muggles still created a lot of good things. They were not a bunch of garbage as Tom said. At least the things called movies and concerts gave him a lot of inspiration.

He thought so, but his movements were not slow at all. He took out his wand and made a big floating wave. The candles above his head were like a marquee, flashing rhythmically, and the little witch became more and more crazy.

She even followed the flashing of the candles without any instruction and waved her wand rhythmically.

Until the candles stopped flickering and the whole hall was filled with light again, this unique opening was over. At this time, the little witches had completely entered the state. Many little witches of Muggle origin had watched the concert and unconsciously brought it in.

Shouted loudly: "Lockhart, I love you!"

Zhang Xiao curled his lips. He saw that many little witches had just sent him love letters on Christmas a few days ago.

Tsk - woman!

Hermione secretly glanced at her friends around her, forcibly suppressed the urge to shout along, and secretly retracted her hands into her robes. She had just swung them a little excitedly, and her hands were no longer strong.

Lockhart still had his signature smile on his face, but his outfit once again caught the eyes of the little witches.

He managed his body quite well, after all, he was an idol writer.

The double-breasted vest, which was very in line with Muggle fashion, was paired with a solid-color shirt, which was very layered, and the pants were very slim-fitting, and paired with long leather boots, made him look mature, stable, and energetic.

He didn't wear the flashy wizard robes he used to wear.

Instead, he wore a pure black cloak like a cloak.

In short, it was very stylish.

The little witches covered their chests with their hands, and their eyes were almost starry.

On the contrary, the boys clenched their fists, stared at Lockhart indignantly, and moved their lips quickly. If they could chant the spell so fast, Professor Flitwick would probably shout out with joy.

Not far away, Percy's head swung back and forth between his girlfriend and Lockhart, because Penelope was obviously completely attracted to Lockhart.

Lockhart took two steps forward, and his way of speaking changed from the previous exaggerated way. Instead, he saluted to everyone gracefully and said self-deprecatingly:

"I'm very sorry. I left a bad impression on everyone in the last duel club. This was also my mistake, but there are always two sides to the coin, and misfortune always accompanies luck.

The last failure gave me a great setback, but it also woke me up!"

Lockhart fully exerted his creative ability and spent more than ten minutes telling everyone that he was an excellent Ravenclaw graduate, holding ideals and dreams, and was determined to bring everyone more authoritative and reliable content on dark magic defense.

How devoted I was to the work, working day and night (I even promoted my new book in the middle).

A tabby cat hiding in a secret corner rolled his eyes in a humane way - if she remembered correctly, all the professors were relieved when Lockhart graduated. If it weren't for his status as a professor, they even wanted to have a cocktail party to celebrate.

The tabby cat's rolling eyes certainly couldn't stop Lockhart's speech:

He then talked about how he immediately accepted the invitation after his achievements and brought the latest theoretical results to the young wizards (and promoted his new book), and after the "horrifying" attack at school.

He resolutely founded the duel club to give the young wizards more self-protection ability.

However, because he was too involved in creation, he gradually neglected his actual level of magic.

He thought he was still the one who had just graduated from school and his spell level was at its peak, so he made a big fool of himself, but he learned from his mistakes.

He - Gilderoy Lockhart - has woken up, and after two months of unremitting efforts, he has returned to the peak!

The unnamed dean, who was leaning against the door and playing with his hair curled by his fingers out of boredom, frowned and rubbed his fingers, with his mouth corners pulled up stiffly.

A contemptuous smile appeared in the shadows.

Peak? If there is a peak for embarrassing oneself, you are indeed the peak of Hogwarts in the thousand years since its establishment.

I hadn't graduated when you did stupid things in your third year! Spend all your money to buy Valentine's Day cards and send them to yourself, pretending that you are sought after by all the girls in the school?

Ha, you think you are my "useless" student who has a little secret and even has his memory protected, and is indeed outstanding?

This speech, which sounded boring and long to the boys, made the little witch tearful. Many of them covered their mouths to prevent themselves from crying out loud. The enthusiastic applause they burst into even interrupted Lockhart's speech many times.

Zhang Xiao also covered his mouth, tears welling in his eyes, and he was holding back his laughter.

To be honest, Lockhart's rhetoric reminded him of the usual routines of many celebrities in his previous life.

Lockhart himself was very satisfied. He had only one thought in his mind: Tom is a talent!

He only made some inconspicuous "small suggestions", which only took up a few dozen pages, and formulated an overall image change plan.

From the style of clothing, to the expression, the way of speaking, and even the content of the class, they were all very detailed. Even the spell he provided that was said to be found in the ruins was very useful!

Thinking of this, Lockhart couldn't help but feel a little regretful. From all aspects, Tom was also a decent man when he was alive. He was definitely a gentleman with elegant manners.

If he stood in front of him, Lockhart even wanted to pat Tom on the shoulder to encourage him.

Tom, you are not inferior to me!

Amid the gnashing of teeth by the boys, Lockhart finally finished his mental journey and began to get to the point of today:

"First of all, I regret to tell you that my assistants Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick in the last class were unable to participate in this teaching activity due to work and personal reasons."

Flitwick and Snape are not coming? Zhang Xiao almost planned to leave directly. It would be better to paint and relax with this time.

I came here just for the two professors. After all, the last battle with Professor Flitwick was just to measure my own strength so that I could have a better idea.

This time, Zhang Xiao originally planned to watch how the two professors taught duels as a bystander. After all, bystanders see clearly, while those involved are confused.

Maybe you can find something different from a different perspective.

After thinking about it, Zhang Xiao still resisted the urge to leave and waited to see what tricks Lockhart could come up with.

Lockhart held the two ends of the wand with both hands and crossed them in front of his chest. The smile on his face was still faint, with a hint of mystery. This was the result of his practicing in front of the mirror day and night for several days.

Changing habits is painful, especially since he has maintained the hearty smile for several years.

But what is this pain in the face of being in the limelight?

Tom's handwriting came to mind again: "Sir Lockhart, if you want to attract other people's attention, you must maintain a sense of mystery and never let others see through you easily.

Although your smile was charming before, it was a hearty and approachable smile. I suggest you change your way of smiling.

For example, only one side of your mouth should be pulled up, and the other side should not move. In this way, you will look more mysterious.

And in dueling - you are talented and gifted, but after all, you have wasted 10 years, even with the little help I provided.

It is still very difficult to catch up with Flitwick and Snape in a short time, so I suggest - you can choose not to choose the professor as an assistant."

Lockhart glanced at the little wizards below and said loudly:

"I need someone to come up and serve as my duel assistant. Let's have a duel drill first. Which classmate is willing? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The duel assistant can feel the passion of the battle up close."

The scene was quiet for a while. The little witches were eager to try, but they were afraid of losing face in front of the professor they admired, so they kept hesitating.

Many people were looking at Zhang Xiao. After all, his performance in the last duel club was too amazing, and even shattered the confidence of many young wizards.

If one had to go up, Zhang would be the best choice.

Facing such gazes, Zhang Xiao calmly pulled Malfoy and Harry over, hid himself behind them, and expressed his attitude.

At this moment, a tall and thin figure jumped onto the duel stage.

Percy held his wand tightly, staring at Lockhart, that expression - how to describe it.

Zhang Xiao even felt that Percy was not so angry when he found out that his prefect badge had changed to "idiot" a few days ago.

Penelope shouted anxiously from below: "Percy?!

What are you doing? Come down! Gilderoy is not good at dueling, you will hurt him!"

G. Gilderoy? You used to be called Lockhart! !

Percy's expression became more and more sad and angry, even his ears turned red, and his knuckles holding the wand turned white. I will humiliate you severely, Lockhart! ! ! !

Lockhart was a little surprised that this Gryffindor prefect looked so angry, and he didn't think much about it.

Instead, he took off his cloak, and didn't throw it out as fancy as last time, just put it in his arms.

Percy's ears turned even redder. In addition to his girlfriend, he also felt angry because he was humiliated.

Judging from Lockhart's performance last time, even an excellent student in the fourth or fifth grade might be able to defeat him.

And he - Percy Weasley, is the best student in the sixth grade!

Zhang Xiao looked at the two people on the duel stage bowing and saluting, and felt a strange sense of disharmony in his heart. He always felt that Lockhart's performance today was a little abnormal, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

At this moment, the little wizards around were completely divided into two factions. The boys waved their fists and cheered Percy loudly.

The little witches glared at the boys around them, and cheered for Lockhart with their high-pitched voices.

At the moment the number of steps arrived, Percy turned quickly and cast a silent disarming spell.

But the result surprised him. He saw Lockhart turn lightly, and the red spell flew past his chest.

Zhang Xiao raised his eyebrows and his expression became much more focused. Is this a coincidence?

Lockhart nodded approvingly, still smiling faintly:

"Nice silent spell, Mr. Weasley!"

Percy was obviously surprised, but he didn't have time to think about it. The spell shook a few times, and after a feint, it suddenly pressed down in a rather confusing upward movement, and another spell was thrown out.

Many people immediately said "ah" because everyone had seen this tactic not long ago. It was the routine used by Zhang Xiao and Flitwick in the battle.

But Lockhart's performance once again exceeded everyone's expectations. He waved away an annoying fly like waving his hand, and easily picked up the spell sent by Percy with a beautiful posture.

This time it was not just Zhang Xiao.

In the shadows, Snape had put down his hand, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, staring closely at the stage.

The tabby cat in the corner also sat up straight, his round eyes looked very focused, his expression was serious, and even his two triangular ears were shaking slightly.

Feeling the unbelievable and admiring eyes of everyone, Lockhart felt an unprecedented comfort and happiness filling his body.

Not enough, this is not enough!

I want more!

One day, I will replace Dumbledore and become the next legend of the wizarding world!

In Lockhart's office, a diary with a purple cover suddenly turned pages without wind, and a black gas rose from the diary and was quickly sucked back.

Tom felt his strength recovering little by little, and finally showed his first heartfelt smile since being picked up by Lockhart.

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