I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

"Tsk tsk, almost no one remembers that I like lilac color the most. I mentioned it in "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman"."

"A few students need to read "Wandering with Werewolves" carefully. In Chapter 12 of the book, I clearly stated that my ideal birthday gift is that all people with magic and non-magic get along in harmony, but I will not refuse a gift. Large bottle of Ogden Old Fire Whiskey!"

Lockhart reviewed the test papers, expressing his dismay at the inability of most people to answer his 'easy' questions.

But he still comforted the group of little wizards with a naughty wink.

Let alone Ron, even the other little wizards couldn't hold back anymore.

Hermione was probably the only one left in the classroom who was still listening attentively, but when Lockhart suddenly mentioned her name, Hermione was startled.

"But Miss Hermione Granger knows that my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil, and to sell my own line of hair conditioners."

Lockhart looked at the test paper in surprise and relief. Sure enough, outstanding people would attract extra attention wherever they went.

He said happily, "One hundred points, where is Miss Hermione Granger?"

Hermione raised her hand tremblingly after being recognized, Lockhart smiled and said, "Great, 10 points for Gryffindor!"

This made Hermione even more excited, because it was the first time she had gained points ahead of John.

Immediately Hermione looked at John for the first time, with hard-won victory in her eyes.

Seeing the provocation in her eyes, John thought something was wrong.

Miss Know-It-All Hermione Granger resurfaced and saw the possibility of defeating John again.

Lockhart over there didn't know that his unintentional behavior restored the confidence of a heartbroken student. He put a large cage covered with a cloth on the podium, exaggerating his body language.

"Now, beware! My mission is to teach you to defend yourself against the most evil things the wizarding world has ever known! You will face the most terrifying things in this classroom!"

There was a threatening tone in his words, as if he wanted to scare the group of young wizards.

Maybe he felt that he was going too far, so he changed his tone and said with infinite confidence: "But remember, as long as I am here, you will not suffer any harm. I only ask you to remain calm."

Some little wizards were frightened by his words, and their laughter stopped. Neville in the first row felt very insecure and shrank back.

"I must ask you not to scream, that will anger them!"

Emphasizing again in a low and threatening tone, the atmosphere was finally rendered sufficiently terrifying that the whole class held its breath.

Under everyone's nervous gaze, he opened the cover...

"Pfft!"

Seamus generally doesn't laugh in class unless he can't help it.

While Lockhart seems to have captured a pack of dementors, beneath the hood is a pack of Cornish elves.

These elves are iron-blue, with small pointed faces, sharp and piercing voices, and they are as noisy as budgerigars.

But even so, it can't change that this is just a little guy less than eight inches.

Seamus's smile made Lockhart feel embarrassed, and he said sullenly, "They may also be little saboteurs as cunning as devils!"

But more laughter greeted him, much to Lockhart's chagrin, and he swore he meant no harm.

He said loudly, "Well, let's see what you do with them!"

He opened the cage to make the group of students suffer, but the elf who was released directly messed up.

They were flying around in the classroom like little sky monkeys, and some little wizards were picked up by the elves by their ears.

Others rushed out of the window and smashed the glass of the classroom and scattered it on the ground.

Lockhart was right, these guys wreck like devils.

Ink was sprayed everywhere, and an elf flew by John's side and tried to pull his ear, but he gave a threatening look to start, and the elf was trembling with fright.

How dare the Cornwall elf touch the dragon's beard, and immediately flew away screaming in fright.

Lockhart hastily instructed the students to gather the elves together, chanting the spell he made up to solve it.

It had no effect at all, and caused Neville to be picked up by the ear.

John frowned, and an elf was chasing the girl with ink in his arms.

"enough!"

Amid the chaos, John stood up.

He gave a cold shout, and the Longwei radiated out, making all the troublesome elves stay on the spot.

Lockhart felt as if he saw a dragon, and he screamed in fright and ran outside.

The little elves even shivered and fell to the ground in a group, how pitiful and pitiful that look was.

John didn't get angry and arrogant, and directly ended the chaos.

He drew his wand and cast a spell on the elf who was still trying to escape.

The Transfiguration spell turned the table into a cage, trapping the elves inside.

The get out of class bell rang and the group of students woke up like a dream. Under the eyes of many students, John walked to the door, and immediately said a little strangely: "Aren't you going to dismiss get out of class?"

"right."

The students who reacted had different attitudes. Daphne looked straight at John, and Malfoy also closed his wide mouth.

The Slytherins cheered, and it seemed to them that John had saved the lesson.

"Cool, that's amazing!"

Seamus in Gryffindor said excitedly: "Did you see just now, John scared the elf so much that he couldn't move."

"I felt like he was a fire dragon just now, it was just too scary."

Harry also felt the same way. He obviously hadn't seen an adult Charmander, but for a moment he seemed to see an adult Norwegian Ridgeback.

Ron was terrified, he was really scared, not only John, but also Lockhart's poor class level.

"I never want to take Lockhart's class again, it's a nightmare."

Hermione also wanted to defend her idol, "Maybe he just wanted to give us a chance to practice, it should be."

The more Hermione said, the more confident he became. Ron laughed angrily, "Practice? He was scared away."

Harry added: "I think he was scared off by John."

Two of the three cubs had a bad opinion of Lockhart, and Hermione began to wonder if she had a crush on the wrong person.

Ron doubted even the stuff in Lockhart's book had ever been done.

...

"Deterrence works well against lesser magical creatures."

John stopped the elf with a roar, and the effect was outstanding.

He felt that deterrence could be used as a group petrification spell for Qing soldiers, and this kind of deterrence was in the natural blood.

Applying pressure based on its own strength can be called another magical skill.

The afternoon class ended in a panic.

John went to the herbalism greenhouse, took two large buckets of dragon dung to the Whomping Willow.

Since Dumbledore let himself take care of the Whomping Willow until he recovered, John didn't do anything wrong.

After arriving at the Whomping Willow, John did not immediately use his wand to stop the Whomping Willow.

He activated deterrence and shouted: "Stop!"

Before entering the range of the Whomping Willow, the Whomping Willow danced its branches wildly as if offended.

John couldn't get close, so he had to use the petrification spell to immobilize the Whomping Willow.

"Looks like my deterrence isn't enough to stop the Whomping Willow."

Thinking about it, Liu is an extreme plant, and his deterrence may backfire in front of him.

Pour dragon dung around the whooping willow, it is very good for the plants.

The Whomping Willow calmed down as John stepped out of range.

He nodded, he had done his duty.

Back in the dormitory, John refined the willow branches of the Whomping Willow into a kind of vigilance amulet, which will warn if there is danger approaching.

This amulet is more sensitive than the Whelk's, and even a kind of malice can be felt by the Whomping Willow amulet.

"Now you can try to break through."

Thinking that he still had a bird in the forest test, John fully armed himself.

After he had the small bag, he stuffed some potions into it, some for detoxification and some for fire protection.

With everything in place, he headed to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.

After meditating on the training ground three times in his mind, a door appeared in front of him.

Walking inside, Gryffindor is already waiting here.

John nodded and said, "I'm ready to start the test."

With a wave of Gryffindor's wand, the Room of Requirement changed instantly.

Plants grew out of the training ground to wrap them, and trees rose from the ground.

The changes continued for a while, and when everything stopped, John was already in a vast forest.

It was the first time he knew that the Room of Requirement was used in this way.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would even have thought he was taken into the Forbidden Forest.