People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Thirty minutes passed quickly, and Lockhart randomly pointed to a student to help him collect all the test papers.

This "lucky" student happens to be Hermione!

Hermione was stunned by this sudden surprise. Her heart was filled with joy, and she quickly collected all the test papers. Her cheeks were red, and even her fluffy brown hair revealed her joy.

A stack of test papers with all kinds of strange answers was handed to Lockhart.

When Afro thought about what was about to happen, the light in his eyes became even brighter, and he pinched his thighs tightly to prevent himself from laughing out loud!

"Ah...Afro..."

Harry took a deep breath and uttered a few words with difficulty.

"Ahh! Sorry!"

Avro rubbed Harry's thigh apologetically and quickly withdrew her hand.

Too excited! I pinched the wrong person! She asked why she didn't feel anything!

"Tsk tsk!"

At this moment, Lockhart on the podium made a regretful and helpless sound. He frowned, shook his head regretfully and turned over the parchment.

The fun begins!

Afro didn't care about accidentally pinching Harry's thigh. She couldn't wait to see what was going to happen next!

"None of you remember that my favorite color is purple—"

Lockhart's eyes widened in horror. He had clearly wanted to say lavender!

Why couldn't he feel his mouth anymore!

He tried desperately to control his mouth, and even wanted to close it! But he couldn't control himself at all! He could only watch himself say one outrageous answer after another!

This is not him!

"Only one person remembers that my greatest ambition is to pass out naked in a public bath!"

"I once mentioned that my greatest achievement is that my boss picks up food and turns the table, I change the song when my boss sings, I get in the car when my boss opens the door, and I chat when my boss holds a meeting──"

"I never celebrate my birthday. People who do celebrate their birthdays are @#&%$x──"

The students below the stage looked at the neatly dressed professor on the stage with disbelief as he danced and gesticulated like a madman while talking about the unspeakable "secrets"!

Hermione stared with her mouth wide open as one bizarre answer after another came out of her idol's mouth, answers that he had never said in the books!

Could it be that all the stories he wrote were lies?

Lockhart finally found a solution. He covered his mouth tightly, stood up suddenly, and ran back to the office in a panic.

The long cloak knocked over the cage covered with red cloth on the podium, and a group of purple elves flew out of the cage with their fangs and claws bared.

Afro, who fell down laughing under the table, looked at the purple-glowing elves of Korvor County running around and destroying many students' expensive textbooks, and couldn't help but sigh loudly.

"This is also OK!"

The naughty elf was splashing ink everywhere with an ink bottle, and he also pulled Neville's ears and hung him on the chandelier.

Draco ran to the classroom door under the involuntary cover of Goyle and Crabbe. He looked back and saw Avro and Harry standing together, surrounded by several elves.

Even though he didn't want to say another word to Aphrodite, Draco couldn't help himself and let his emotions take over his reason.

"Aphrodite, run!"

The noise and screams in the classroom drowned out Draco's shouts. Avro and Harry were trying to get closer to Neville.

The chandelier couldn't bear Neville's weight, and within seconds it fell off the ceiling along with him.

At the critical moment, Avro took out his wand and cast a levitation spell on Neville and the chandelier, and they landed safely on the ground.

"Think of a solution quickly!" Ron took a book and knocked away the elf that was pulling Aphrodite's hair, shouting helplessly. The boy, who was in the voice change period, screamed at the top of his voice like a little drake!

"Hurry up! Hermione!" Harry protected Neville and kicked away one elf after another that tried to grab their trouser legs.

Hermione was trying to repair her broken worldview, and she felt that she would never pursue someone so passionately again.

Afro looked at Hermione, who was obviously not online and might not even be in the service area. He raised his wand helplessly and uttered the classic spell.

"The curse stops immediately!"

All the elves, including the books, were suspended in mid-air. Draco waved a broom left and right, and walked sideways to Avro like a crab, holding her wrist, and hurriedly said, "Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to drag Afuluo away from here.

"Forehead……"

"Draco, it's okay now." Afro pointed upwards. Draco followed the direction of her finger and saw the elf floating in the air. A feeling of embarrassment surged in his heart.

He turned his slightly red face to the side, snorted coldly, threw away the broom in his hand, turned and left.

The moment he closed the door, Draco glanced at Aphrodite who was busy catching elves into cages in the classroom, and closed the door in disappointment.

She didn't call him or run after him.

"Afro, what you did just now was so cool!" Ron locked the cage door with disgust, turned around and performed Afro's expression again, looking at her with starry eyes.

Afro laughed dryly, and her feet almost dug out a Hogwarts. This was originally Hermione's highlight, but she stole it. Afro glanced at Hermione cautiously.

Hermione picked up Lockhart's books, brushed off the dust on them, and then threw the books out of the window.

"I don't like this disgusting thing anymore!"

After saying that, Hermione angrily slammed the door of the classroom with such force that the wall shook twice.

The remaining few people looked at each other, not knowing how to comfort this college bully who was in idol crisis.

However, reality did not give them much time to think.

Because Snape's low and cold voice came from outside the window.

"Who threw the book?"

After hearing the sound, several people in the classroom pushed and shoved each other to leave.

"Go quickly, go quickly!"

When Snape found the classroom through the window, he met the devastated classroom and the elves running around in the cages.

"Gilderoy Lockhart!"

The bound book crumbled along with Lockhart's self-portrait.

In the next few days, whenever Snape and Lockhart appeared at the same time, Snape would begin to taunt the Yin-Yang Lockhart crazily as if he had a radar installed on him.

Even Harry had to move a row back.

Ever since the last strange incident, Lockhart secretly sought treatment from Madam Pomfrey several times. The only treatment Madam Pomfrey gave him was to eat more!

I have nothing to do! Are all professors so free?

Finally Madam Pomfrey took a serious look at Lockhart before he stepped into her infirmary!

Lockhart squatted under the small table in his office, hugging himself weakly, tears streaming down his face.

Hogwarts is horrible!

Mom! I want to go home!