Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 120 118. As expected of the disciplinary group

At the beginning of the new semester, the little wizards were full of confidence to surpass the discipline group.

There are so many people in each of their colleges, but only a few discipline groups.

But soon, they found that they were wrong, and they were very wrong.

In Charms class, Miss Granger, the know-it-all, answered almost every question Professor Flitwick asked. Professor Flitwick was so happy, he kept chasing and giving Miss Granger points.

In the Transformation Curse class, Miss Granger was still there. She took care of all Professor McGonagall's questions and spellcasting demonstrations. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall didn't add points like Professor Flitwick did, but the extra points were not exaggerated.

In Potions class, Potter and Malfoy competed with each other and stole Professor Snape's points. That's fine, but it's a bit too much for Snape to deduct points from Harry for Gryffindor. It's just that the little wizards dare not question Professor Snape's decision.

In the herbal medicine class, even Neville, who was the most inconspicuous in the discipline group, kept getting points from Professor Sprout.

Of course, there is also a Gryffindor boy named Robert Jr., this guy is like a big bastard, he can get a few points in every subject.

As for Mr. Dursley, he hardly took the initiative to answer this year, but if some professors asked him, he could answer their questions with incomparable precision. So far, he has never seen anything he can't do.

Even the history of magic, which can make people fall asleep after listening to a few words, has fallen. Professor Binns has almost become a dedicated score provider for the discipline team, providing them with a steady stream of scores.

In just a few days, the score obtained by the disciplinary group was already the sum of the scores obtained by the other four academies, crushing a group of young wizards with an extremely strong posture.

Disciplinary team. Horror!

This made the little wizards who already had a good impression of the disciplinary team feel more yearning.

It went on like this until Friday.

Gryffindors and Slytherins have Defense Against the Dark Arts class together on Friday, the day of the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the term.

Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Most of the garlic smell left over from last semester has been removed, but there is still a slight smell after careful smelling.

I don't know what brand of garlic Qi Luo used to make the lingering fragrance linger for a long time.

"How about another wizard card?" A little wizard from Gryffindor suggested.

Although the other Gryffindor was very moved by the proposal, he still refused.

"No, no, no, Professor Lockhart will be here in a while, and I don't have enough time to fight again."

Now wizard cards have replaced wizard chess, and there is a faint trend of surpassing Quidditch, becoming the favorite of young wizards.

A joy that even adults can't resist, let alone children?

Almost everyone in Hogwarts is a card player, almost everyone knows how to play one or two hands, even Slytherin is no exception.

"It was agreed to earn points for Gryffindor before, don't worry, I have memorized all the methods of Professor Lockhart to subdue the enemy, this time I will definitely not let some people show off again."

Hearing that Gryffindor was full of confidence, he said and looked at where Dudley and the others were.

Forget about other subjects, I will never lose in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"The gap is so big, let's forget it. If you have time, it's better to play an extra set of wizard cards." Gryffindor, who had spoken before, muttered in a low voice, and turned around to play cards with others.

In fact, he was full of confidence at first until he was beaten up by Neville's rich knowledge of herbal medicine in the herbal medicine class. Then he gave up decisively.

He couldn't even compare to the humble Neville, let alone anyone else.

Anyway, he is just a little trash, who is good or not has nothing to do with him.

It's really comfortable to lie flat.

"Here we come, Professor Lockhart is here." Someone outside the door yelled, and the teachers and the little wizards all sat back in their seats, waiting for their new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

I don’t know if it’s because the first class is intended to impress the little wizards. Lockhart’s outfit today is not as exaggerated as usual. Well, it’s just a very simple and coquettish pink purple in his opinion. apparel.

Lockhart walked into the classroom and found the neat little wizards sitting in the classroom. He nodded in satisfaction and cleared his throat. He picked up a copy of "Walking with Trolls" and held it in his hand, showing the photo of himself blinking on the cover.

"I," he pointed vigorously at the photo of himself above, showing his big shiny white teeth: "Ghidroy Lockhart, Order of Merlin Third Class, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, five-time winner of the "Wizard Weekly" "Most Charming Smile Award - but I don't talk about that, I didn't exorcise Wan Lun's female ghost with a smile!"

He said that he didn't want to talk about it, but in fact he said a lot of titles like reporting the names of dishes to the little wizards.

"I see you all bought my complete set. Great. I thought we'd start with a quiz today."

Hearing that Lockhart said to take the test first, the eyes of the Gryffindor who was bound to get the points earlier lit up.

"Don't be afraid. Just see how you read and how much you understand."

As Lockhart spoke, he took out a large stack of papers. It was obvious that the quiz he was referring to was a written test. He quickly handed out the papers and walked back to the lecture hall, leaning on the table with both hands: "I'll give you thirty minutes. The answer is best. I will reward you with extra points!"

This time, I, Hani Watt, have made up my mind.

I have completely memorized all the fighting skills taught by Lockhart, and I want to get full marks this time.

Watt confidently flipped through the test paper and picked up his pen.

A minute later. Still maintaining the posture of holding the pen.

Three minutes later, he still maintained the posture of holding the pen.

Another five minutes passed. He gave up thinking.

The topics on the test paper were indeed related to Lockhart, but they were not about Defense Against the Dark Arts as he imagined: 1. What color is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color? 2. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition? 3. What do you consider Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date? 54． When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday? What's his ideal birthday gift?

What's the problem? Is it related to Defense Against the Dark Arts?

Watt was so angry that he wanted to eat the paper.

But after thinking about it, he wasn't that angry.

'I don't believe it, I can't answer it, but your disciplinary team can answer it? If you can get full marks, I will eat this table with salt. '

Half an hour later, Lockhart put away the test paper and looked at it in front of the whole class.

"Tsk tsk. It's disappointing that almost no one remembers my favorite color, I mentioned it in "A Year with the XZ Snowman""

Lockhart seemed to be dissatisfied with the results of this test, but soon this dissatisfaction turned into surprise: "To my surprise, there is actually one paper that got full marks and answered almost all the questions correctly! Let me Let's see which little wizard is so powerful."

When Lockhart turned over the name of the test paper, he cried out even more in surprise.

"Durth? Dudley Dursley."

Take it

I'm overwhelmed!

From then on, Gryffind lost a little wizard who struggled for points, and a salty fish who played cards every day to pass the time.