Chapter 145 Why Do You Want to Be My Teacher?

"Isn't it normal for students to ask teachers questions? Don't make such a fuss."

"But your question..." Draco hesitated, "No teacher will like it."

"No, to be exact, incompetent teachers won't like it, but competent teachers may not."

Draco hesitated for a few seconds, looked at Aaron with a complicated expression and said, "I still want to advise you not to write like this, just perfunctorily like others."

"It doesn't matter, I just want to test this famous professor.

Don't tell me that students don't even have the right to question teachers." Aaron said indifferently. At this time, his suspicion of Lockhart had reached 99%, and this was the last test.

If the other party is really hiding his true strength, he can apologize sincerely, but if the other party is really a sham, then there is no need to take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this school year.

"But..."

"Do you think a professor with such a good reputation would embarrass a twelve-year-old student in class?"

"Probably, maybe, maybe not, but what if?"

"Crabbe and Goyle will give extra points to Slytherin, won't they?

How many points can Lockhart deduct from me even if he is angry? Ten points, or twenty points?

Two full-mark papers should be enough to make up for the loss of this score, and it won't affect Slytherin House."

"Okay! Since you have thought it through, I won't stop you."

More than half an hour later, Lockhart collected the test papers and looked through them in front of the whole class with great interest.

"Tsk tsk! Almost no one remembers that I like lilac. I mentioned it in "A Year with the Tibetan Yeti".

Some students should read "Wandering with Werewolves" carefully. I clearly mentioned in the book that my ideal birthday gift is that all magical and non-magical people can live in harmony..."

When Lockhart spoke, he looked down at the podium from time to time, blinking his eyes playfully. This step would never be possible without professional training.

Some students doubted his teaching level, but they just held back their laughter, while some die-hard fans listened attentively, their faces full of admiration.

"If he was a magical animal, he might be better at being cute than Abe." Draco couldn't help laughing.

Abe bared his teeth at Draco in dissatisfaction, turned around and changed to a comfortable position and lay on the table.

"Uh..." Aaron stroked the dragon with a bit of a laugh, "It means, don't compare it with garbage."

"Hermione Granger." Lockhart suddenly read Hermione's name, "Miss Granger knows that my secret ambition is to eliminate all evil in the world and sell my own series of hair conditioners-good girl!

One hundred points!

Where is Miss Granger?"

Hermione raised her right hand excitedly, her body trembling slightly, this is the feeling of being named by an idol.

"Very good, Gryffindor plus ten points." Lockhart said with a smile, and then continued to look through the remaining test papers in his hand, and soon his face became extremely wonderful.

"Miss Granger's excellence is unquestionable, but I want to focus on praising the next two.

Their answers are perfect, so perfect that I can't believe it." Lockhart looked at the students below excitedly, as if he wanted to find his most loyal fans among these people.

The students' eyes gradually fell on Aaron and Draco, because there were only a few top students in this classroom, and besides Hermione, there were only the two of them left.

"Yes, it seems that you have all thought of who they are.

They are Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe.

Ten points for Slytherin, ten points for each, that is twenty points." Lockhart said with a smile, "Where are these two students?

Don't be shy, let everyone know them."

Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other and raised their right hands in dismay.

Lockhart's mouth twitched. These two chubby little wizards who were even strong enough to fight two people might affect the overall quality of his fan base.

Others also looked at them in astonishment, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

It would be fine if it wasn't Aaron and Draco, but Crabbe and Goyle actually got full marks, that's not how you joke.

Only Hermione looked at Aaron with an unhappy face. She knew very well what level Crabbe and Goyle were. It was impossible for them to answer all the questions. Someone must have helped them.

As for who helped them, she was too lazy to guess.

What annoyed her was that Aaron knew all the correct answers, which meant that he was also a loyal fan of Professor Lockhart.

But he was quite disdainful of Lockhart in the auditorium, and now he told everyone else all the answers.

He obviously admired Professor Lockhart, but he didn't show it at all.

It was only a holiday! How could he become different from before?

Lockhart continued to look through the students' papers. None of the remaining students gave the correct answers, but one or two of them took the opportunity to ask him for autographs, which made him sigh at the enthusiasm of the fans.

Until the last paper, Lockhart couldn't help but frown.

He glanced at the students under the podium with a guilty conscience, but his face remained calm, "Who is Aaron Gaius?"

"It's me." Aaron raised his right hand calmly.

"What do you mean by this sentence you wrote on the paper?" Lockhart said with a fake smile, "Why do you want to be my teacher?"

The classroom suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Aaron. Except for some of Lockhart's brainless fans who were a little angry, everyone else's eyes were full of excitement.

They also had similar doubts, but they didn't question the professor's courage. Unexpectedly, Aaron actually said what everyone was thinking in the first class.

"It means literally?" Aaron looked directly into Lockhart's eyes without avoiding, "Why do you want to be my teacher?"

Lockhart smiled, "You are really a joker."

"This is not a joke, I am serious.

I don't think Professor Lockhart would refuse to answer students' questions!"

Lockhart hesitated, and the smile on his face gradually faded, "I think I gave a perfect answer when I entered the classroom."

"But I don't think so.

I need a more accurate answer, not some resume that comes out of your mouth." Aaron said seriously, "By the way, didn't you just say that you expelled the Wanlun ghost?

Can you please demonstrate how you did it at the time?"

"This..." Lockhart hesitated, "I..."

"Aaron, you are overdoing it." Hermione said in a low voice, "Hurry up and apologize to Professor Lockhart, he is one of the greatest wizards of this century, he will not be on the same level with you."

Hearing this, Aaron was a little amused.

He knew that Hermione was giving both sides a way out, and that pretending to do so might help resolve the conflict, but the problem was that he didn't need to.

"Hermione, I have to tell you that what is written in the book may not be correct."

"Well said." Lockhart applauded, "I quite agree with what Mr. Gaius said. I plan to add this sentence to my next book. Do you have any objections?"

"As long as you are happy, this sentence is not mine." Aaron said impatiently, "Then can you demonstrate how you did it at the beginning?"

"Of course... No." Lockhart gave Aaron an embarrassed look, and then looked at the disappointed students, "It's not that I don't want to demonstrate, but the power of this magic is too great.

Once it is performed, this classroom may not be saved. I have to consider the safety of my students."

Lockhart's words were firm, and the students did not doubt it. After all, the destructive power of powerful wizards in battle is not ordinary.

"It's okay." Aaron smiled indifferently, "We can go to the playground to appreciate the professor's magic. I can ask Dean Snape for it.

I think he must want to see the strength of the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts more than anyone else."

Lockhart was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid that won't work.

The power of that spell may be much greater than you think. I'm worried that the playground will be destroyed.

It will take a week or two to repair it with the repair spell, which will seriously affect the students' activities."

"Haha!"

Aaron sneered in his heart. This won't work, and that won't work. He can't think of any other possibilities except guilty conscience.

"Professor Lockhart is really amazing!" Susan, who was sitting in the front row, said with admiration.

Aaron staggered and almost couldn't sit still. This girl's IQ is not so low at ordinary times. Why did her brain suddenly become disabled?

"Then is there any other way for the professor to prove his ability?"

"Of course." Lockhart took out a large cage covered with a cloth from behind the podium, and then gave Aaron a look, "Don't be scared!"

Aaron nodded and made a gesture of invitation, please start your performance.

Lockhart took out his wand and looked at everyone seriously, "I declare in advance that my duty is to teach you to fight against the most evil magical creatures in this classroom and face the fear deep in your heart.

Of course, as long as I am here, you will be unharmed. Please don't scream, because that will anger them."

These words are very contagious, and the atmosphere in the classroom has become heavy. The students sitting in the front row can't help but lean back, trying to stay as far away from the cage as possible.

Lockhart lifted the cover, and the cage was filled with eight-inch iron-blue creatures. They grabbed the cage and shook it constantly, making chirping sounds.

But their size, which is about the same as that of a mandrake seedling, makes it impossible to associate them with the word dangerous.