Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

At 8 p.m., as usual, Lockhart was in the office replying to fans of books.

Someone knocked on the door, it should be Harry Potter to labor services. "Come in, little guy, you're finally here."

"Hey, Professor, is there anything you need help with?" Lockhart looked up and saw that it was Hermione. "And Harry, he should be here, does he want to be lazy."

"No, Professor, Harry went to help Ron with the cleaning. I came of my own accord."

"Oh no, Miss Granger, if you're right, I don't need your labor services, I can handle this." Lockhart was about to cultivate a friendship with the Savior, but it turned out that Hermione, now Hermione Min is only thirteen years old and has no attraction to Lockhart. "Go back. I'll take care of you if you want to help."

"Professor." Hermione was ordered to be expelled, her eyes were red and tears were falling, "I just want to help."

"Okay, maybe you can write a few letters for me." For Hermione's future beauty, Lockhart backed down.

"Okay professor." Hermione smiled immediately, the grievances just now were all fake, she jumped over and sat down.

"Cough, please help me reply to Ms. Vinton first."

"These envelopes are so fragrant, Professor." Hermione picked up a pen to help reply.

These envelopes are sprayed with perfume containing a small amount of erotic agent, which will not cause harm to the human body, and can also make the aroma more charming. This has become a habit in the upper class, and it can effectively maintain the enthusiasm of book lovers. Of course, Lockhart will not tell child's.

"Is there any difficulty in studying? How's the reading of the book I lent you?" Now that this is the case, let's check the favorability of the female Savior's teammates by the way.

"Well~ it's nice, but it's not as nice as the professor's adventure story."

"Haha, isn't it, I'm honored to have such a rating from Miss Granger. Well, then write back to Sir William. Miss Hermione's writing is good."

"Well, my parents started teaching me to write when I was very young, and the teachers often praised my writing skills."

"Granger, what do your parents do?" Lockhart kept looking for a topic.

"They're all dentists, professor. Do you know a dentist?"

"Of course, it's the profession of showing teeth in the Muggle world. I was also seen by a dentist when I was a child. It's really not a good memory."

"Has the professor also lived in the Muggle world? I thought that powerful wizards like you were born with wizards."

Lockhart smiled: "I am a half-blood wizard, my father is a Muggle nobleman, and my mother is a witch. When I showed some magical talents when I was a child, my mother was very happy, but I only knew I was a wizard when I was 11 years old. Before that, I thought I had supernatural abilities and was the savior of this world."

"Ha, it turns out that someone as powerful as the professor was similar to me when he was a child." Hermione instantly felt that Lockhart was more cordial.

"Actually, those pure-blood wizards who think they are noble lived like Muggles when they were young. Young wizards can't control their magic power. If they teach them some magic, they may hurt themselves."

"Hmph, no wonder those Slytherins look so good, that's what class is like." Hermione said disdainfully.

"Yes, I prefer good students to pure-blood wizards."

"Professor, I must study hard!" Hermione seemed eager to express herself.

"Don't worry, can I believe it?" Lockhart looked at the little witch amusingly.

So a voluntary labor service took place in a friendly and warm atmosphere, and Hermione secretly moved the chair a few times, trying to sit closer to her idol.

When Lockhart looked up, he saw Hermione was secretly looking at him, and Lockhart had to smile at her.

Hermione turned her head blushing when she was found.

Now it was Lockhart's turn to look at Hermione, but the professor didn't need to cover up when he looked at the students. Lockhart leaned back in his chair and looked at Hermione carefully, with fair skin, straight and slender eyebrows, and a small nose. The red face, but unfortunately the messy hair made her lose a lot of points, but from the perspective of an adult, Hermione was indeed a beauty. Now, still a cute little girl with a little baby fat.

Lockhart couldn't help but think of the world of his previous life. It seemed that having a girlfriend under the age of 14 was considered rape in any case and would be sentenced. Gosh, what are you thinking, what does this have to do with Hermione, Lockhart can't help laughing at himself.

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Lockhart was so relaxed that he burst out laughing.

Seeing that the professor laughed out loud, Hermione asked nervously, "Professor, what's the problem? Is it funny how I look now?"

"No no, I remembered my first love when I was in school. She was as cute as you." Lockhart explained quickly.

"Really?" Ben expected Hermione to look shy, but unexpectedly she had a surprised expression, "Professor, I'd like to be your girlfriend."

Lockhart was startled, he was confessed by such a small girl? Doesn't she like Ron? Will this affect the plot?

Thinking about how to answer. Hermione helped him clear the siege. "Hee hee, I'm kidding you, professor."

The atmosphere is a little embarrassing, and you will molest people at a young age, the damn know-it-all lady.

"Cough, Hermione, my girlfriend's hair back then wasn't as messy as yours, so why don't you take care of it?"

"Every time I've combed it, it's like this again when I go to bed. I really want to cut them off." Hermione seemed to be scratching her hair in annoyance too.

"I have my special softener here, wait a minute." Lockhart flipped through his bag and took out a bottle. Lockhart once wanted to use conditioner to make a fortune, but it was made from the egg yolk of the bird snake. Conditioners are too expensive and unstable to give up. But still using it. "As a thank you for answering my letter, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com gave you this bottle. Remember to get your hair straight and come to class in the future."

"Wow, thank you Professor!"

Lockhart was admiring the surprise look of little Loli, but a flash of light flashed in his mind. Oops, Harry was supposed to answer my letter today, and then when he went back, he seemed to hear the voice of the basilisk, and now Hermione came running Step in, don't know if Harry will be okay.

"What's the matter professor?"

"Hermione, it's getting late, I'll take you back, you can help me reply when you have time,"

"Ah, isn't it, it's 11 o'clock!" Hermione was also taken aback, it was curfew time, "Don't bother the professor, I'll go back by myself."

Lockhart, now worried about Harry, grabbed Hermione and hurried out.

When walking to the aisle, I met Harry and Ron, "Good evening professor, uh..." - Ron saw the hand that Lockhart and Hermione were holding, and Hermione quickly pulled it out.

"Ah, Harry and Ron, you'll be fine, Hermione, go back to the dorm with your classmates."

"What do you mean we're all right? Lockhart really wants us to have an accident?" Ron complained on the way back to the dormitory.

"It's too late, the professor is worried about you!" Hermione was very dissatisfied with Ron's attitude.

"Hermione, why did you start with Lockhart, you have to be careful, maybe that Lockhart is a little girl-controlled pervert."

"You're not allowed to speak ill of the professor." Hermione flushed with anger.

Harry was recalling the mysterious sound he had just heard. Was it a hallucination or an omen? Impatiently interrupted Ron: "Shut up Ron, Lockhart is our professor, respect."

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