"I'd rather not have your sister!"

"Okay, Ron, I still have..." Lockhart hurriedly stopped them, "Ginny's boyfriends are all here, why are you not a gentleman, aren't you afraid of Harry hitting you?"

"I'll break up with him if he hits me!" Ron gave Harry a dissatisfied look.

"Gildrow, you're spending too much..." said Mrs. Weasley uneasily, "and also..."

"It's fine, they're all non-magical things, and they're very cheap!" Lockhart interrupted Jasmine's nagging.

A crowd crowded excitedly around what Lockhart had brought back, and Mrs. Weasley entered the kitchen to prepare the last few dishes, and when everyone had finished picking, the meal was announced.

At the dinner table, Lockhart happily told everyone about his anecdotes during his travels in China, as well as the entanglement between the two Chinese wizards who were completely unequal in strength. Raise admiration and questions.

Hermione listened with interest at first, but now she was jealous: her sweetheart stayed with another girl for a month in such an interesting place, getting along every day! ——If I had started earlier and didn’t give her a chance, then this month, I would be the one who would go shopping with him during the day and sleep in the same bed at night!

At this time, the topic of everyone has changed to the children's intermediate wizard rank test scores.

"Hermione got all the best?" Lockhart was a little surprised, but also a little overjoyed. Such an excellent and beautiful girl is obsessed with herself.

"She's still sullen," said Ron oddly. "It's a pity there isn't a better class, Hermione."

"Ron's Defence Against the Dark Arts class was also excellent," Ginny said sharply. "Unfortunately, this is the only one."

"Basically, all the students who participated in H.A. are excellent in defense class," Harry explained, "because the examiner said that as long as they can conjure a complete Patronus, they can get extra points."

"Ah, that's really good news!" Lockhart nodded, this time Harry guessed the question correctly, but Harry put all the credit on him. "Harry, what about your Potions grades?"

"Liang..." Harry suddenly became frustrated, "I can't be an Auror anymore."

"Harry is the captain of the Quidditch team!" Ginny added loudly. "You can be a Quidditch star if you can't be an Auror."

"That's not bad, but you still have a chance. When it comes to being an Auror, trust me." Lockhart encouraged Harry, he didn't like Quidditch, and by the way, he looked down on Quidditch players..." Professor Slughorn may teach you potions, but he doesn't require much grades."

"What, but what about Snape?" Ron asked loudly.

"Professor Snape," Lockhart corrected Ron sternly. "He might teach Muggle studies, of course, or it could be me. He might also be interested in teaching defense."

"He can't teach better than you!" Ginny screamed. "No one can teach better than Professor Lockhart! Snape would certainly teach Muggle studies wisely!"

"Professor Snape!" Lockhart repeated again. "Even if you don't like him, you have to maintain a minimum of respect."

"But I still can't imagine Snape...what Professor Snape would describe a Muggle in a Muggle Studies class..." Harry said helplessly. "A piece of shit?"

"Don't say such disgusting words at dinner, Harry!" Mrs Weasley exclaimed, "and Snape is a half-blood wizard, he doesn't hate Muggles so much."

"Oh, sorry..." Harry rubbed his head awkwardly.

"Gidro, the Muggle gift you brought back is great." Arthur was fiddling with a razor over there. "The structure is very delicate and it is very convenient to use."

"The situation is so messed up now.

Could you please stop zealously researching Muggle-produced stuff over there! Mrs. Weasley scolded her husband angrily. "You've been busy dealing with those shoddy magic items! "

"What's wrong with the situation?" Lockhart was a little surprised. "Is it bad?"

Mrs. Weasley turned her head away, and Lockhart followed her gaze. A large clock hung on the wall of the Weasley's living room, and the nine needles that were supposed to represent the family were all pointing to danger. Lockhart couldn't help guessing, if he had such a clock, would it be dangerous or fatal.

"It's pretty bad, the Death Eaters and Dementors are creating terror every day, plus the Dementors don't know where to hide and multiply, and now doing this ghost weather feels like going to Siberia to fight them." Blake said uneasily.

"Ah, it's not the bad weather in the UK," Lockhart reacted. He thought the UK was so cold these two days because he had returned from China and was not physically fit. "But what is the Ministry of Magic doing?"

"The Ministry of Magic is already working hard," said Moody coldly, "Scrimgeour has brought the number of Aurors back to fifty, of course—fifty with quality and quantity, and the strikers have returned to over one hundred. But it's still difficult to remove those dementors, the only time I found clues, I don't know if it was because of the traitor or the scheduling speed problem that made them run away."

"No way, those dementors are being protected as treasures now," Black said angrily, "I think they must feel more comfortable than watching the prison in Azkaban!"

"This war is over, no matter what, let the Dementors disappear from the world." Lockhart said fiercely.

"Enough, don't discuss this in front of the children," Mrs. Weasley tapped the bowl. "We'll talk about it later."

"We're not too young, Mom!" Ron protested loudly. "Especially Hermione, she'll be an adult in three weeks!" Ron had a rare moment of support from Ginny.

"Ah? What." Hermione was thinking about a good idea to break up Lockhart and Pandora, when the topic suddenly came to her, "Yes, I'll be an adult soon." Glancing at Lockhart, he wanted to remind him that he could already do something else to himself.

"Actually, I think they're not too young, Jasmine." Tonks spoke for them.

"We have enough courage to face this!" Harry said boldly, "We even fought Voldemort head-on."

Moody looked at the children on the table with disdain: "If you think that counts as a fight with him... then it counts."

"Without Alastor and the others, and Dumbledore arriving in time, You-Know-Who could have killed all four of you with just one move!" Mrs Weasley shouted angrily, "If it wasn't for Harry's wand and The mysterious man's core is a wand..."

"What happened to Ollivander," Lockhart remembered suddenly. "And, Harry, you can't always call that person by his first name. I don't want to repeat that!"

"Gildrow is right, show him some respect until you can beat him, Harry." Black didn't favor his godson either, "As for Ollivander, he's definitely missing. …”

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