Rebirth of the Harry Potter

　　 Half an hour later, Lockhart began to take the test paper.

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

　　 He smiled: "Mr. Porter, what about your test paper?"

　　He was already imagining that Harry said nothing, haha, young, because he was in a bad mood, he made a spiteful move, and now apologize, I will of course show great forgiveness for your fault.

　　 Lockhart's careful thought can be seen in his eyes-the kind of pride that I caught your little braid.

　　 "The garbage should stay in the garbage place, are you blind and haven't seen me thrown into the trash can?" But Harry said unkindly.

　　 Everyone else turned around. Unexpectedly, Harry would treat the professor like this, wow, so exciting. So what's next, what Professor Lockhart will do.

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

　　Unless of force, but he will not do anything except forget the spell.

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

　　 Lockhart felt tightly put away the test paper, taking advantage of this step, walked away.

　　After receiving the test paper, he looked in front of the class.

　　 He shook his head for a while, nodded his head, smiled and frowned.

"I learned from other professors that there are two extremely smart students in this grade, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, but—" He shook his head in disappointment, as if he had devoted all his attention to teaching Among them, the gardener encountered the sad feeling of how to teach bad students who did not study well.

　　 "I handed in the white paper." Hermione said quietly, her body twisted and twisted, a little embarrassed, but she felt a sense of excitement again.

　　 Wow, I'm broken. Hermione covered her face.

　　Harry:...

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　　 Lockhart stooped down from the podium to pick up a large cage covered with a drape and put it on the table.

"Now, be careful! My task 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 I was hurt in any way. I only ask you to stay calm." He turned his head and gave his classmates a bright and confident smile.

　　Other people stretched their necks involuntarily, and wanted to take a good look at the cage to see what was inside.

　　 Lockhart put a hand on the cover,

　　 "Be careful, don't scream," Lockhart said in a low voice, "That would irritate them!"

　　 The whole class held their breath, and Lockhart suddenly lifted the cover.

　　 "Hah, the little Cornwall elf I just caught."

　　 The whole class burst into laughter.

　　Simo almost laughed breathlessly: "I don't think... these'dangerous' elves will let us learn something in the black magic defense class." He accented the word danger.

　　Harry really hoped that Malfoy was on the scene at this time, and his poison tongue would definitely sarcasm Lockhart.

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

　　 These little elves are iron blue, about twenty to thirty centimeters high, with a small pointed face and a very sharp throat, as if many parrots are arguing.

　　 As soon as the covers were removed, they began to chatter, jump up and down, shaking the cage, and make all kinds of weird faces to the people nearby.

　　 "Now, it's time to look at your resilience to emergency situations." He said he was about to open the cage.

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

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

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　　He opened the cage door.

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

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

　　Two of them took Neville's ears and picked him up.

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

　　Although they may seem small, their strength is not small.

　　 There were several others who rushed out of the window and smashed a glass in the back row of the classroom.

　　 The rest of the classroom is wreaking havoc, even worse than a rushing rhinoceros.

　　 They grabbed the ink bottles and threw them towards the class, ripped the books and paper into pieces, ripped off the pictures on the wall, lifted the waste bin upside down, and threw the schoolbags and textbooks out of the broken window.

　　 A few minutes later, half of the classmates hid under the table, and Neville wandered pitifully on the chandelier.

　　Although Lockhart's behavior is stupid, this incident fully reflects the situation of the second-year students facing the situation, panic, awkwardness, and helplessness.

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

　　 is completely out of control.

　　 Lockhart grabbed the table, raised his head, and tried to pretend to be stable: "Hey, it's time to send them back to the cage."

　　 He waved his wand and yelled: "Pepsi Picxi Pestenomi!"

　　 But nothing happened.

　　The ghost knew what inexplicable spell he was shouting.

　　 An elf swooped over and flicked his wand at once, pulling Lohart softly as if using soft hair.

　　Harry looked at this funny farce and felt that the class was not white, but it should stop. He moved his lips, but there was no sound.

　　 All of the elves paused for a moment, Harry's eyes flickered, and the elves flew to Lockhart suddenly, and even the two elves who kept shaking the Neville chandelier rushed down.

　　 Lockhart watched in horror as the elf army flocked to himself.

　　 They tore Lockhart's clothes, dragging his arms and legs, and one rudely inserted his fingers into his nostrils.

　　 Harry suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his nose.

　　 They took him, threw it hard, and threw him out of the window at once, not knowing where it was thrown.

　　 Then, like a swallow returning to the nest, it dived towards the metal cage and squeezed into a pile.

　　Harry lowered the cage door, tapped his wand gently, and the Sleeping Curse started. The crazy elves whispering inside rolled their eyes and fainted.

　　Harry covered it, looked at the room as if it had been trampled by war, and said, "After class."

　　 Then left the classroom.

　　 Classmates in the room, look at me, I look at you, paralyzed.

　　Neville cried and shook the chandelier: "Get me off first--"

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the next day.

　　Gryffindor, no, it's the whole Hogwarts discussion.

The new black magic defense class professor, Lockhart, in the first class, there was a big clown-the elf brought by himself was thrown into a pile of dung next to Hagrid's hut without knowing what animals ~www.ltnovel.com~ Everyone is participating in this discussion.

　　The original creator Harry was quietly enjoying the food.

　　……

　　 Zhang Qiu brought a daily prophet.

　　 Harry glanced at it and put the rice down because he was afraid that he would spray it out.

　　 huge cover, Harry's photos occupy half of the space.

　　 This turned out to be the one co-produced with Colin.

　　Bold words in black: The ordinary wizard Harry Potter!

　　 "... according to reports... Harry Potter who defeated Voldemort... publicly stated... himself... a brick... where needs to be moved..."

"The Ministry of Magic... indicates... Harry Potter is a role model for young wizards... calling... to learn from him... to have... not afraid of suffering... not afraid of tired... willing to give... spirit... to implement... the basic point ...Sustainable development...zero tolerance..."

　　 Harry's sweat, the original newspaper in the magic world is no different from the Muggle world.

　　 Reports are all the same tone.

　　…………

　　 Lockhart put his hand in front of his nose, smelled it, and looked disgusted.

　　 has apparently taken a dozen baths and sprayed a few bottles of expensive perfume, but Kolohart still feels smelly all over him.

　　He saw a picture of Harry in the newspaper and tore it up angrily.

　　He worked hard to build popularity, and dared not have any negative news, so he finally had an opportunity to go to the Daily Prophet, still don't know the small section on the page.

　　 But Harry just said a few words casually and was put on the cover.

　　 He is jealous to be mad.

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