I think there's something wrong with my teacher. How can I break it?
If there's a forum for joining Hogwarts,
Ginny Weisles really wanted to go to the spam area and post a request for help.
When Ginny's roommates saw a thick stack of Gidro Lockhart's works on her desk, they all thought she was a fanatic fan of Lockhart,
No matter how she explained.
"Hey! He recommended that to me! "Ginny wanted to climb up the Gryffindor tower and shout." Yes,
I read his books,
To be honest, those stories are bullshit! "
Perhaps she would change to a more euphemistic word,
But there was no doubt,
Ginny didn't like Lockhart's books, although she spent almost half a month reading them and made a thick book of reading notes.
She even passed the test in Lockhart's first class,
And got good results,
Which made Lockhart smile brightly, "Oh, very good, Miss Weisles, can I call you Ginny? Of course! Ginny,
You remember my favorite color, forget-me-not blue,
Very good,
Perhaps you should notice that this is the color of my eyes. And my most secret ambition,
Some of the students answered 'winning the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award in a row'. No, that's not it. That's what I've already achieved. Only Ginny's answer in the whole class is correct. Please, evil world, promote my entire line of hair products! "
Lockhart held Ginny's test paper in one hand and propped the other on her desk. His forget-me-not blue eyes sparkled with joy, "Tell me, Ginny, you must have read all my works seriously, right?"
Ginny thought to herself, "Damn, this is going to be confirmed as a die-hard fan of Lockhart. This is not what she wants, so -" No, Professor Lockhart, I haven't read the textbook much... "
Lockhart looked surprised. "Is that so? But, Ginevra … "He suddenly reached out and picked up Ginny's notebook from the corner of the table. He smiled and said," I think not only did you read it, but you also recognized it … What? "
Ginny, who had been trying to snatch the laptop back, noticed the change in Lockhart's expression. She hurriedly sat back in her seat, moved back half a seat, and shrank her head.
Lockhart quickly flipped through Ginny's notes and his expression became more and more strange. Or rather, he was no longer showing his eight teeth, which was a very strange thing in itself.
"No … nonono … Ginevra, you have to explain to me clearly. What do you mean by 'drowning a fairy in the lake'? It's a terrible ending! '"Lockhart's voice rose in pitch as he approached Ginny, who was about to climb onto the back table.
"Why do you keep calling my full name …"
"Explain! Ginevra! "Lockhart directly pressed half of his body on Ginny's table and pulled the girl back.
Now, everyone in the classroom was dumbfounded. They all stared blankly at the confrontation between the new Defense Against Black Magic professor and the new Weisles girl. The girl seemed to be speaking with conviction, "Why do you want to drown her? I mean, professor, you made the fairy in the lake become the 'horsewife' of the Knights of the Round Table. You made her drown in depression and complain day and night, while Arthur only pretended to fish across the lake and peeped at her bathing — even though the fairy in the lake hangs her long hair out of the window every day, waiting for him to climb up! "
"Yes, yes …" Lockhart seemed to be angry. "So, drowning her, what other ending can there be other than drowning her?"
“I
I know … but … "Jenny's face was already red from the hasty words just now, but she still had more to say." But you need a tragedy! "
"So, drowning her …"
"That's terrible! Life is full of noise, depression, and hatred. So, drowning the fairy in the lake? That's a terrible ending. That's not a tragedy at all! " Ginny raised her head, her red hair seemed to be burning. She shouted, "Let her live, let her continue to live, that's a tragedy!"
Lockhart was stunned with his mouth agape.
It was not until the surrounding students began to stir, until Ginny anxiously pulled her notebook back from his hand, and until the bell rang to signal the end of class, that Lockhart closed his mouth — as if he had eaten moldy peanut butter — and found his charming smile again.
"Then, class dismissed! However, today's test has made me a little worried about your standards, so next week at this time, I hope to receive your feedback on the textbook. Haha, there's no limit to the number of words — no less than one foot will do. "Lockhart gently waved his wand." Except for Ginevra. "
"Don't call me by my full name …" Ginny lay on the table with her head in her hands and said weakly.
"Ginevra's homework is a small reward. This weekend, she will accompany me to write back to my fans!"
The atmosphere in the classroom, which had been a little dull because of the homework, suddenly became noisy. Many people looked at Ginny with jealousy. Her roommate also stared at her and whispered, "You still say that you're not Professor Lockhart's fan?"
I'm really not! Ginny stuffed everything in front of her into her bag. She did not want to explain anything to her roommate or anyone else. She just wanted to complain to Luna.
However, Lockhart seemed to have something else to say. "Ginevra, wait a minute …"
"Professor …" Ginny stamped her feet and then saw something. "Professor, someone's looking for me!"
Ginny hugged Hedwig who suddenly flew in, casually apologized to Lockhart, and rushed out of the crowd. When she was sure that she could no longer be chased, she stopped to read Hedwig's letter. "Sorry, Hedwig, I'll feed you cake later? Hmm … Haig's barbecue party? "
In fact, Harry did not want to turn a simple gathering into a party, but Haig insisted that he call "all" his friends over, claiming that it would help improve their friendship. So, the list was expanded from "Hermione, Luna, Weisles," until even Rolfs and Kaman appeared on the list. However, with such a long list, Harry knew that it was impossible to stuff all these people into Haig's house, so he suggested that they just have an outdoor barbecue.
"I don't have any experience in this …" Haig scratched his head and said in distress. He really wanted to see Harry and his friends love each other, but he also knew that it was impossible to have a banquet in the house.
"That's not a problem, just watch me!" Harry rubbed his nose and thought for a while, then patted his chest and said, "Haig just needs to be responsible for preparing the ingredients for the barbecue!"
The location of the outdoor barbecue was not far in front of Haig's house. There was shade, a breeze, and a large area of the Black Lake. Most importantly, there was a large open space for everyone to walk around freely.
Harry promised that he would prepare everything, but in fact, all he did was to scratch a pear and then explain the situation to the house elves of the Hogwarts. The elves, who were keen to serve the wizards, immediately got busy with tears in their eyes. To be honest, Harry did not know how they could find so many barbecue grills and trays.
"Respected Mr. Wizard, do you have any other requests?!" The enthusiastic house elves lined up in a line, ready to provide any service at any time.
"Uh …" Harry scratched his head. "How about some sauces?"
In the end, when Haig came back with a large pile of rabbits and pheasants, Harry had already set up a shed on the field, with tables and chairs. On the big table in the center, there were slices of meat, vegetables, and condiments. Harry stood in front of him and shrugged. "Looks like we really should have more parties, right?"
When the class was over, the guests came one after another.
The first to arrive was actually the residents of the United Building. For convenience, Harry did not distinguish between friends and not friends. He directly invited all the international students. They were also very helpful and all of them were present. They even brought two instructors.
Bart, who rushed to the front, excitedly grabbed Harry and asked, "Wow! Is this your custom? Barbecue party? Will there be one every day? Maybe not every day? Every week? "
Haimei silently covered Bart's mouth and pulled him away, leaving Shazam puzzled. "Why didn't there be such a party last year?"
Harry laughed dryly and turned to greet the Marvel teachers and students. When he saw the Disciple standing at the back, he couldn't help but ask Peter in a low voice, "That … can he eat?" The Disciple's whole body was a portal!
Peter stared blankly for a moment before replying in a similarly low voice, "That … We had a private discussion about whether or not the things that Demar ate would end up being transported to a certain space and then feed the people of that world …"
Harry was speechless.
Then came Hermione, Luna, and Weisles, as well as some friends that Harry had made in the four academies, such as the combat class group, the Dream Builder team, and — "Hey! Drac! "
Drac stood at a distance with Pansy and Zabini, arms crossed, and glanced disdainfully at the shabby shed. "This is the standard of the Savior's hospitality? It's ridiculous, in my manor … "
Harry directly pushed young Malfoy in. "Come on, a barbecue party in your manor? Aren't you afraid of your peacock's feathers being burnt? Hermione, help me entertain the young master? "
Drac avoided Hermione's mocking smile and asked suspiciously, "How do you know I have a peacock?"
Harry walked silently to continue receiving guests, thinking to himself that he had actually barbecued her peacock before …
Harry's original list was quite long, but the number of people attending the party was much more than he expected. On one hand, many guests had "brought their families", and on the other hand, the lakeside barbecue was too loud. Many students who were strolling by the lake came over, and then —
"Uh, you guys … what are you doing?"
"Haha, haha, barbecue …"
"Oh …"
"… Come in and sit?"
"Hey! Can I?! Okay!!! "
So Harry saw more and more people in the shed, the smoke was getting thicker, the smell was getting stronger, and the voices were getting louder and louder. More and more beads of sweat appeared on his forehead …
"Yo, what are you guys doing?"
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