Chapter 153 Shirley: Rove, I can pay you wages!
Lockhart was injured.
This matter spread throughout Hogwarts at the fastest speed.
Hospitalized on the first day of school, Lockhart broke the injury record for any Defense Against the Dark Arts professors at an incredible speed.
According to the usual practice, for the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, the students will bet at the opening:
When will the new professor be injured; how long can he last at Hogwarts; will he die or leave the school alive.
The bonus comes from the "Warrior Writ". Every student who participates in gambling will take out ten Sickles and throw it into the bonus pool... Absolutely fair and just.
The little wizard who guesses the most accurately at the end will get all the bonuses. If several people are the same, the "warrior pass" will be divided equally.
But everyone never expected that Lockhart was hospitalized on the first day, and they didn't even have time to open the market.
And the reason for Lockhart's injury is also outrageous, he was knocked out by the Whomping Willow.
The students who witnessed this incident were all vividly describing Lockhart's distressed appearance to others... It was shocking.
Of course, there are only a small number of students who have personally experienced it. Thanks to Lockhart's beautiful resume, good external image, and historical level of excuses, his fans are still willing to believe that this is just... "Accident ".
Crazy fans firmly believe that Lockhart will prove himself in the next year!
Professor Snape thought that after Lockhart was hospitalized, he would be able to substitute for the class like he did last semester, but he didn't expect that Lockhart would come back in the afternoon.
Lockhart, who woke up in the school hospital, claimed to help the students cure illnesses. Madam Pomfrey was so annoyed that she poured him the worst potion and kicked him out.
Professor Snape's face was gloomy for several days, and he deducted points crazily from students. Harry and Ron were deducted 20 points just after the start of school... They can be called the crouching dragons and phoenixes of Gryffindor!
But it wasn't really Snape's fault.
Ron drove his flying car into Whooping Willow, and his wand was broken into two pieces. He had no money to get a new wand, so he had to borrow someone else's magic tape to patch it up.
If the quality of the wand is so good, it can be used by just gluing it together, what kind of shop does Ollivander open!
Therefore, Ron, who was holding the Ukrainian battle-damaged wand, just waved his wand lightly at the last moment of potion brewing, causing the crucible to burst directly.
At that time, Snape was standing aside, staring intently into Harry's eyes, ready to find fault with him and deduct some points, and then he was splashed all over by the corrosive potion.
Only twenty points were deducted from Gryffindor, and it was Snape's rare show of mercy for Professor McGonagall's face.
(McGonagall: I thank you forever!)
Wednesday afternoon,
When it was Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's Potions class, Badger and Hawk were quiet, trying not to annoy Snape.
But before class, Lockhart actually came.
"Professor Snape, hello!" Lockhart walked into the Potions classroom and greeted him familiarly. He also looked around the room and said in surprise:
"Your classroom is so cold, why don't you burn the fireplace?"
"Is something wrong?" Snape said coldly.
"It's okay, I'm going to find the administrator Filch, he wants to ask me about the book "Gideroy Lockhart teaches you how to get rid of household pests", you know..."
Lockhart showed a signature smile and said:
"I'm very good at this... His office is very close to your classroom, so he stopped by to see you.
Severus, if you have needs in that area but are not good at it, I can help you too! "
Lockhart showed his white teeth. He tossed his blond hair, winked at the students and said:
"Your Professor Snape and I used to be classmates at the same school. I didn't expect to be able to meet again at Hogwarts after so many years of absence. I'm really happy."
Lockhart actually didn't know Snape well. When he entered school, Snape was already in the fifth grade, and when he graduated, Snape came back to be a professor.
The two basically had no intersection, and he didn't know much about Snape either.
But after all, they are classmates at the same school.
Lockhart had already noticed that many professors seemed hostile to him, so he decided to build a good relationship with Snape.
Snape said indifferently, "I'm going to class!"
"I'm leaving now...Professor Snape, as an old friend, this is the special-effect shampoo I made, and I give it to you as a gift..." Lockhart took out a small bottle with exquisite packaging from his pocket.
"This shampoo I invented can lock the luster of the hair, it is very useful..."
Lockhart turned his head and grinned at the students, showing a mouthful of perfect white teeth.
"Why don't you ask Professor Snape to teach you how to make shampoo! He's a master of potions!"
Snape's face turned livid immediately, and everyone was silent, afraid that they would fight and splash their own blood.
After all, every word of Lockhart seems to dance in front of the grave.
Neville looked dumbfounded, isn't Lockhart really afraid of death?
Sitting next to the cauldron, Rove, who was holding a potion textbook, also looked up at this scene.
Would Snape stuff Lockhart's head into the cauldron?
Fortunately, Snape still held back, he would definitely not do excessive things in public, but it's hard to say when no one is around.
Lockhart also sensed something was wrong with the atmosphere, he hurriedly said:
"I'll go first, Professor Snape. If you have any shampoo you want to buy, you can contact me privately."
He had a long memory this time, and he didn't say things like 'you can ask him about potions you don't understand'. He was afraid that Snape would learn from Sprout, so he really asked him to brew potions.
Snape snorted coldly. He swung his wand and slammed the door hard, causing the bottle of shampoo to fly into the trash can.
Lockhart stood at the door and curled his lips. He was really unqualified. The ingredients in his bottle of shampoo... were very expensive.
Snape turned around and looked around. The whole class was completely silent. If it wasn't for the death of holding their breath, everyone might stop breathing.
"Before class starts today, collect your homework for the summer vacation." Snape walked quickly to the podium, looking at the students sternly:
"Including the Defense Against the Dark Arts homework I assigned!"
There was a burst of wailing in the classroom, and many students thought that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the new semester was not Snape, so they didn't write this assignment.
Including Rove!
Rove scratched his hair, feeling that today is going to be over!
Shirley, who was sitting by the side, reached out and took out her Defense Against the Dark Arts homework from her bag, and put it on Rove's potion homework.
Rove glanced at it, and found that the Defense Against the Dark Arts homework was very similar to his handwriting. He was stunned, and after reaching out to pick it up, he saw that there was another homework underneath.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts assignment below is Shirley's own handwriting.
Rove raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Shirley, do you have two Defense Against the Dark Arts assignments?"
The girl with ponytails pretended to be surprised, and said softly, "I seem to have accidentally written an extra copy... Didn't you not write it? Then I'll give it to you!"
"Are you really careless?" Rove couldn't help smiling. He looked at the homework that was half or half of his handwriting, and asked curiously, "When did you learn to imitate my handwriting?"
Xue Li reached out to hold the ponytail, wrapped it around her shoulders, and hung it in front of her body. The girl curled up the ends of her hair with her fingers, with a smile on her face, and said softly:
"You don't care about me... don't count it!"
"Yes!" Rove hurriedly picked up his homework, and he said seriously, "Thank you."
The girl with ponytails frowned and said, "Thank you, but you can give me a raise."
"I can't add any more." Rove laughed, "If I add more, I will have no money."
"It's okay!" The corner of the ponytail girl's lips curled up slightly: "When you have no money, I can pay you wages!"
Neville on the side was so anxious that he was about to cry. He listened to Rove and didn't write at all. Who can give him an assignment now.
Neville looked at Hannah, who knew that Hannah also turned to look at him, and asked in a panic:
"Neville, have you written an extra copy?"
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(Thanks for the reward from "One of the First Emperor's fans".)