Quick Transmigration: I Actually Became a System Bug

"Excellent! Fantastic! It seems Mr. Abbott must be a big fan of mine. Slytherin adds two points for that!"

However! No one was happy about the extra points! NO ONE! Everyone in Slytherin, including Ji Han, felt ashamed of those two points!

Even more embarrassing things were yet to come. Lockhart actually pulled out a stack of papers, and not a single one of them was related to Defense Against the Dark Arts; they were all just Lockhart's various hobbies!

Oh, no, that's not quite right either. Among the hundred questions describing Lockhart's peculiar preferences, there are a few that can be considered related to fighting magical creatures.

However, the end of this lesson wasn't the disgusting test paper, but the Cornish elves who were released to play pranks on the students, and the Dark Magic Defense professor who fled after having his wand taken by the elves!

"Birds flock!"

"All petrified!"

The two spells, perfectly timed, successfully petrified most of the elves, and the classroom finally returned to peace thanks to everyone's efforts.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Ji Han and his companion were too lazy to deal with the aftermath. They simply dismissed themselves and went straight to the House of Requirement.

The morning classes were a terrible experience, and the afternoon Herbalism class wasn't much better. The only difference was that Defense Against the Dark Arts was mentally taxing, while Herbalism was physically taxing.

Although Ji Han and Shi Shaoyu were not lacking in stamina, the other young wizards were. The mandrakes that had been pulled out screamed and struggled wildly in the air, causing the young wizards who were holding onto their branches to scream in terror if they lost their composure.

Even though Ji Han and Shi Shaoyu were already standing in the far corner, they were still hit several times by the mandrake seedlings thrown at them. Why do those little wizards throw things into corners whenever they get frightened?!

After a terrible day, Ji Han and Shi Shaoyu returned to their dorm early, which was unusual for them, mainly because they felt it was not a good day to go out and that they should go to bed early.

The next morning, the two woke up early. After washing up, Ji Han and Shi Shaoyu had some time before breakfast, so they wandered around the castle aimlessly.

As they walked, they looked up and saw a familiar mural. The two looked at each other and circled the mural three times. Then, an even more familiar and cluttered room appeared before them.

Ji Han and Shi Shaoyu walked to the boundary they had previously marked, and the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, started working again in perfect unison.

Perhaps they were just unlucky yesterday. According to the law of conservation of luck, Ji Han and his friends quickly discovered a bald half-body sculpture and a crooked crown hanging on his head. The crown was engraved with Ravenclaw's famous motto: "Superior intelligence is the greatest treasure of mankind."

Whether due to the erosion of dark magic or the neglect of time, the once glittering gems on the crown have long lost their original color, and it is unknown whether the magical effects they were originally created for still exist.

Having found the crown, Ji Han excitedly took out a familiar box again. The box was covered with layers of complex magical runes and restrictions. The last thing to be put into the box was the lost diary. This time, it was the crown that symbolized Ravenclaw's wisdom.

Having reaped a bountiful harvest early in the morning, Ji Han couldn't help but wonder if, if they continued to have a few unlucky days, the Slytherin locket would automatically be delivered to them.