Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

Lockhart was thinking wildly. Hermione put down her things and greeted her first: "Hi, Pandora, is that Professor Lockhart you invited?"

"Ah, it's classmate Granger, hello, it's Professor Lockhart invited by my grandfather. Professor is my favorite teacher!" The little beauty quickly stood up to say hello.

Having said that, Lockhart remembered... If it wasn't for Hermione, it would be a misunderstanding. This little beauty is a student of Slytherin, called Pandora Fudge. However, when Lockhart was in class, he focused on several protagonists, and Pandora didn't dress up much in school, so Lockhart didn't recognize her. It turned out that she was the granddaughter of the Minister of Magic.

"Ah, Pandora, thank you very much for your grandfather's invitation." Lockhart hugged her in the past pretending to be familiar, "Are you and I sharing a tent."

"Ah, no, I'm next door. I just finished the tent and want to clean it." Pandora explained in a panic.

"Oh, that's a pity." Lockhart sighed, it seemed that because of Hermione's presence, Pandora's face was a little red, "Professor, stop joking, see you tonight."

"Professor, are you familiar with the Fudge family?" Hermione seemed a little unhappy, and put down Lockhart's bag, "But Pandora is so pretty."

"Actually, I almost forgot her name, so I don't remember much. After all, you are my favorite student."

Hermione seemed a little embarrassed, but she was clearly enjoying herself: "You're my favorite professor too."

After finishing the tent, Lockhart lay down comfortably, "Ah, I really enjoyed it, but it's a pity that there is still a beauty in my arms, Hermione, or stay with me." Lockhart joked.

Hermione sat down, patted Lockhart angrily, and then actually started rubbing her shoulders for Lockhart, "Professor, I really can't imagine what I would do with so many things happening at school without you."

"Ah, are you talking about Basilisk or Sirius, that's nothing, compared to my adventures outside, these are a piece of cake." Lockhart has taken bragging as a habit, "but now, I It's thirty, and I can't move, I'm going to stay at Hogwarts and be a professor for a long time."

"Really, Professor, I am honored to be taught by you until graduation!"

Lockhart didn't lie, after two years as a professor, he fell in love with the position, teaching is an amazing profession, it turned Lockhart, who only knew pleasure, into a real professor. Perhaps Lockhart didn't realize it himself, he had begun to appear dignified naturally in front of his students; he had begun to really want to teach them something, even though he was not a master of the dark arts himself; he had begun to really, express himself He loves his students in his heart, and even some beautiful female students adore him, and he is always funny and gentlemanly.

In the same way, the students began to truly worship and love him.

"Okay Hermione, it's about to start, you should find the Weasleys, see you in the game."

"Oh, God, see you at the game, Professor." Hermione also noticed that it was getting late. ——

"Mr. Lockhart! The VIP seat—please keep going up!"

Well, Lockhart also discovered that his ticket was for the VIP seat. As he walked up the stairs, people continued to disperse to various stands. When Lockhart boarded the VIP box on the top floor, there were only two rows of more than 20 people. Beneath the luxurious and comfortable back chair, a rare grand scene in the entire wizarding world could be seen.

"Wow! Miss Pandora, sit next to me." Lockhart noticed that Pandora was dressed quite beautifully today, hiding the innocence of this age group, and showing youth and seductiveness, "You are so beautiful today."

"Thank you, professor, please sit down." Pandora said softly.

Lockhart sat down beside Pandora and leaned out to see: the auditorium, which could hold 100,000 people, was full.

Irish supporters whistled and waved the green four-leaf clover logo, while Bulgaria fans waved their tricolor flag, and the gloomy head of a young player flashed quite frequently, frowning and blinking, revealing a Vice impatient look. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Well, professor, in fact, I heard grandpa say that I want to invite you, so I specially asked grandpa to ask for a seat with professor Zhang. I have always admired you, professor." Pandora blushed slightly.

"Oh..." Lockhart was about to chat with Pandora to cultivate the relationship between teachers and students, but saw the Minister of Magic coming: "Mr. Lockhart, it looks like you have completely recovered from the accident the year before, you It's a great encouragement to me and to the Ministry of Magic to condescend to watch our last game, isn't that right, Barty?"

Old Barty, this "strictly self-disciplined" gentleman was meticulous in his suits and attire. He only matched the minister's words with "Nice to meet you", and then said goodbye to Fudge: "Connelly, please forgive me for walking away. There are things to negotiate with the Bulgarians."

Fudge was gesturing and explaining aloud to another exotic wizard in a sumptuous black velvet robe, as if the VIP knew no English at all: "This is Mr. Lockhart, a brave man, a natural-born-courageous —Scholar —.” Then he wiped the sweat from his fat face, and said to Lockhart exhausted: “This is... Minister Obronsco, who is here to show his face anyway—if Crouch is not in a hurry. It's better to go, he is better at languages ​​of different countries."

The wizard and Lockhart nodded to each other, needless to say. After becoming the second person to survive the death curse, many people knew Lockhart.

Fudge discovered Harry Potter again, and he couldn't wait to greet the guests to visit "Boy Who Lived", and the Weasleys also accepted Fudge's introduction - God, Lockhart didn't expect Weasley A family with so many people from Harry and Hermione can get tickets for the VIP seats. It seems that the Weasley family is not completely despised by all the upper-level wizards as ordinary people guess.