Harry Potter’s Strongest Senior

Twenty or so Cornish elves floated still in mid-air, unable to move their limbs and wings, and could only blink their eyes.

"Professor, am I doing the right thing?" Sean put away his wand and looked at Lockhart calmly.

"Sean is amazing." Fred boasted.

Lockhart also didn't expect that someone could get rid of all the elves so quickly, he looked at Sean, and then said.

"Not bad, not bad. I heard Dumbledore say that Sean Grylls, who is in the fourth grade, is a very good student. Looking at it now, he has the same demeanor as I did back then."

"Submit." Xiao En thought to himself, it's really shameless to put gold on his face.

Lockhart put the elves back in their cages, and wrote the name of a spell on the blackboard, "all still".

"The first magic I'm going to teach you is all stillness. This magic is very effective on small creatures."

Lockhart started a storyteller-style teaching, telling stories about fabricated adventures, and talking about how many times the magic of being completely still during the adventure had helped him.

It has to be said that this idiot liar's vivid and twisted storytelling is even more fascinating than what Morrissey told.

But what Morrissey said was true travel experience, and what Lockhart said was ninety-nine percent false.

After class, Cassius chatted with Sean while walking, "This new professor's class is quite interesting."

Before the class, Cassius still disliked Lockhart's awkward and bewildered smile. After the class, he found that Lockhart told stories very well. The key point was that he didn't leave homework. This was the reason why Cassius liked him.

"Compared to Professor Morrissey, he doesn't know what to say. He only talks about how good he is in adventures. After one class, he doesn't even analyze the static magic framework. If he doesn't explain it, does he want us to learn by ourselves?"

Chrissy on the side expressed different opinions. She thought Lockhart was very good.

Those who study well think that Lockhart's teaching level is not good, those who study poorly think that Lockhart's lectures are humorous, and Lockhart's business level is different.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class is very special. If there is a special feature, there are not many magic spells in the textbooks of this class.

If you want to learn the spells to resist black magic, the key is to teach them in class. This is like a master in the East leading his apprentices, and the master imparts his skills to the apprentices.

Disciples brought out by the same master always have similarities, and so do students brought out by the same professor.

When others saw it, "Shen Feng Wu Ying" must have been brought out by Snape. Memory spell so slippery? You have been with Lockhart.

Lockhart himself didn't have much real talent and learning, and his purpose of applying for the professorship was only to gain a good reputation and improve his reputation. After all, he said that he was the teacher of the savior Harry Potter.

As for class, then use his strengths, talk nonsense, and fool around as much as you can.

"Sean, wait." Suddenly Lockhart stopped Sean at the door of the classroom.

Sean turned around and said, "Professor, is there anything else?"

Lockhart smiled and said generously, "I'll give you a set of my books."

"How embarrassing, professor, I will buy it myself, and ask my uncle to send it tomorrow." Sean politely rejected Lockhart.

After speaking, Sean quickened his pace and went downstairs, not giving Lockhart a chance to speak again.

"Are you really going to buy it?" Cassius asked.

"I bought a pile of broken books. With this money, I might as well buy "The Strongest Senior"." Sean said.

""The Strongest Senior"? What book is this?" Chris read the title of the book.

"It's a very interesting book. You can read it when you have time. It's sold at Lihen Bookstore." Sean said.

On the first day of school, the professors basically didn’t talk too much. Draco finished his dinner in a hurry, left his two attendants behind, and went back to the dormitory alone. He had to sleep for a few hours before the curfew before he had the energy to continue to respond to requests. Room.

When he was approaching the corridor of the Slytherin lounge, a voice stopped him.

"Little master." Dobby bent over and walked towards him sneakily.

Draco was surprised at first, and then immediately looked around. He didn't find anyone else walking up the hill quickly, and asked Dobby questioningly.

"Why did you come to school?"

"The hostess asked me to protect you." Dobby said the reason, but in fact it was a little selfish.

"Mother asked you to come? I don't need protection, I will find the crown myself, you go home quickly." Draco said.

Draco needs to prove himself. This is the task Lucius entrusted to him. He must establish an excellent and capable image in his father's heart.

Dobby didn't dare to look directly at Draco. It was afraid of Draco, not because Draco was its little master. As long as Dobby didn't make mistakes at home, Draco wouldn't make things difficult for him, so he wasn't very afraid Draco.

And now, it was afraid, more than ever, because it knew Draco was different.

Narcissa wanted Dobby to stay at Hogwarts, and Draco didn't need it, so it could only hide in the dark and find Harry by the way.

"Draco." Pansy walked over from outside the corridor.

When Dobby heard the voice, he immediately disappeared as if he had disappeared, Draco turned back and replied.

"Pansy."

Sean is not that imaginary, even though he has something to do tonight, he didn't think about going to bed early.

After the curfew, more than an hour later, almost twelve o'clock, Sean sneaked out of the room, and happened to run into Draco who was about to go out.

The two looked at each other by the moonlight. Both of them were people with guilty consciences, and when they sneaked out in the middle of the night and were seen by others, they immediately panicked.

However, Sean is experienced, cunning, and a senior, so he put on a pose and said, "Draco, it's so late, why don't you lie down on the bed and come out?"

Draco was timid, so he was immediately stopped by the question, and he replied in a panic, "No, it's nothing, I seem to have left something in the common room."

Draco pretended to look at the sofa and casual table in the lounge.

"Forgot what?" Sean asked.

"It seems to be in the dormitory." Draco turned around and walked quickly back to the dormitory. Just as he closed the dormitory door, he realized something was wrong. "What is he doing outside in the middle of the night?"

But Draco didn't dare go out and question Sean again, so he had to wait another hour and sneak out to try.

Sean naturally knew that Draco hadn't found the Horcrux in the Room of Requirement yesterday, and wanted to find it again tonight, but he would never find it.

Sean lit the fireplace and then entered Merlin's secret room. He took away one of the Horcruxes hidden inside. He came out of the girls' bathroom on the third floor and returned to the bedroom smoothly.

The mysterious man heard outside the bathroom door last night appeared again tonight, but this time Sean didn't meet him.