I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 143 Don't Fight Anymore!
"Okay, Hagrid, thank you." Harry said sincerely, and Hagrid patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction and gave him an encouraging smile.

"Okay, I'm going to talk to Professor Dumbledore about something, if you don't mind." Saying that, Hagrid lifted the dead chicken in his hand.

"Well, hurry up, Hagrid." Harry secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't know what to do if this went on, he was really afraid that Hagrid would see through his true colors.

But in fact, Harry was thinking too much. Although Hagrid was careless, his mind was full of chatting with Dumbledore about the dead chicken, and he didn't have the heart to think about anything else.

After saying goodbye to Hagrid, the three of them arrived at the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom smoothly.

Lockhart had already started today's lecture. Seeing that the three of them were late, he made a sound with his nose that seemed to be troubled by old rhinitis: "Well, in view of the lateness of the three of you, everyone will be dismissed." Two points off, now... take your seat as I tell of my great adventure in the Gambia."

"Didn't you say you'd be locked up?" Harry gritted his teeth and asked Ron in a low voice.

Ron also replied in a low voice: "I admit that I have a gambling element..."

"Okay, gentlemen, I won't put you in confinement for such a trivial matter." Lockhart showed his signature greasy smile, and greasyly said to Hermione's Penelope Blinking, Hermione's goosebumps danced wildly under her clothes.

"Where's Assistant Tifa, Professor Lockhart?" Harry asked on the way.

"Oh, Assistant Teacher Tifa is not feeling well, so I will take over this class for the time being." A trace of unnaturalness flashed in Lockhart's eyes.

But the three little ones didn't notice either, the three of them sat down in a random place, opened their books and prepared to listen to Lockhart's nonsense.

In all fairness, Lockhart's lectures are not sleepy like Professor Binns's, but full of fun—yes, Lockhart's storytelling ability is very good, he seems to specialize in It's the same as training, and the control of emotions and the direction of the story are very good. It's a pity not to talk about storytelling.

The students in the whole classroom were attracted by Lockhart's story, even the trio was no exception. Ron even told Lockhart that his mood was ups and downs, because Lockhart in the story was in danger from time to time. He gasped at the situation and giggled because of Lockhart's disconnection.

Time was also passing by bit by bit, and Hermione was secretly anxious in her heart. She looked at the two idiots who were being attracted by Lockhart's story, and stepped on them one by one without a trace.

"What time is this? get out of class will be over soon. Are you still in the mood to listen to his story?" Hermione growled like a lioness, and Harry and Ron seemed to see Professor McGonagall at this moment in a daze. Hermione is possessed by a spirit.

Although it didn't match Penello's appearance and temperament, the two of them really had such an illusion.

"Then what do you think we should do? We don't have any ideas." Ron decided to open up - anyway, Hermione always took care of them when they couldn't handle it.

Hermione squinted at him, and continued to plan in a low voice: "I don't have any good ideas, but... there is a way, but I don't know if it will work."

"Say it." Ron urged in a low voice: "Don't be a fool at this time, if there is any way, just say it..."

Harry also nodded, agreeing.

"It's just... um." Hermione hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Are you two afraid of losing face?"

"Face? What's that?" The two of them giggled, "We've never been worried about this thing, and what's more, no matter what we do now, we won't lose our face..."

"That's right." Hermione was also relieved now, she glanced at Lockhart who was still very absorbed in telling the story, and made up her mind, "For a while, you two pretend to fight... but the reason is up to you Thinking to myself, I'll be responsible for fighting, so... maybe Professor Lockhart will put us in confinement when he gets angry."

"Good idea." Ron clenched his fist and hammered it on the palm of his hand, smiled and picked up the books on the table, stood up and stepped on the stool with a big horse, and slapped Harry on the back Back, and said loudly: "Jack! You shameless, how dare you make Penelope's idea? Tell you! Penelope belongs to me, Percy Weasley!"

His voice was so loud that it attracted all the eyes in the classroom, even Lockhart was no exception.

The students looked interested in eating melons and gossiping. This kind of drama of two men robbing a woman, whether it is ancient or modern, Chinese and foreign, is one of the topics that people are most interested in.

What's more, the protagonists this time are actually two prefects—Percy is a Gryffindor prefect, and Penelope is a Ravenclaw prefect. All you can eat.

At this moment, Professor Lockhart's short stories every day were no longer good, and everyone looked at the melons of the trio with anticipation, like a sprinter running in a melon field.

"Beauty is only for the strong! Weasley!" Harry's showmanship instinct also got on his body, he put one hand on his hip, pointed at Ron's Percy with the other hand, and shouted: "Come on, I'm not afraid of you! We two duel! Whoever wins, Penelope will be his!"

"Come on!" Under the watchful eyes of everyone, "Percy" took off his robe, put on a punching posture, and made a "come on" gesture to "Jack".

"Jack" swooped and threw "Percy" to the ground. "Percy" gritted his teeth and reminded in a low voice: "We are fake, don't force yourself."

"I understand." Harry whispered back, and then he yelled, "Weasley! Punch me!"

He hit "Percy" on the nose with a straight punch, it didn't matter, the force was confiscated, "Percy" was struck with gold stars in his eyes instantly, tears and snot dripping down his nose.

In a hurry, "Percy" bent his knees in the middle of "Jack", and pushed him somersault.

Harry clutched his crotch and yelled, "Hey...Weasley! You're playing dirty!"

This is really painful... Ron was hit so hard that he couldn't hold back his strength.

One more ruthless attack, and the Potter family would be extinct.

No, it was Harry who was really called Harry by him.

Seeing that something was wrong, Hermione hurried over to grab the two of them: "You...don't fight any more!"

The students also booed from behind, and a Slytherin senior didn't mind watching the excitement, and reminded from the back: "You can't kill people with this kind of beating——"

It's true that it's really hard to beat people to death with just fists, but it's more powerful with a magic wand.

After the initial commotion, Lockhart also came to his senses. He got off the stage himself, pulled the two teenagers who were still struggling, and asked with a frown, "What's going on? Mr. Weasley, and Mr Campbell, can anyone speak to me?"

"Ask him!" Harry pointed at Ron, dissatisfied.

Ron just stared at Harry with big eyes and didn't talk to him. He just looked at him angrily, obviously really angry.

"Sorry, Professor." Hermione hurried forward and said apologetically, "It's my fault that caused the two of them to fight because of me..."

Lockhart shook his head with a toothache on his face, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that our Miss Clearwater still has the potential to be Helen... Well, in view of the actions of the three of you, Gryffindor will be detained for four years." Ten points, Ravenclaw will be deducted ten points - besides, you three remember to come to my office tonight, this matter is too bad, I must put you in confinement..."

The three of Harry looked at each other with joy in their eyes.

"Oh, of course you should be happy." Lockhart showed a greasy smile: "I know this is not a punishment, after all, it would be a beautiful thing for you to be alone with a great genius writer... But I want I would like to remind you that the tasks in confinement are relatively heavy, and I hope you will regret what you did in class today-a heavy lesson must be taught to you.”

"Understood, Professor." The trio replied with a drawn voice, but they were all filled with a sense of relief that they had completed the task.

In this way, the three of them returned to their respective lounges after class, and were transported to Louis' office one by one by Percy and the three of them using the invisibility cloak.

To deceive others, some necessary procedures also need to be done.

It just so happened that their medicines had expired now.

"You will never guess what we did today!" Ron said excitedly to Louis as soon as he entered the office: "Aha, Harry and I had a fight in class!"

"So, you're brave." Louis patted Ron on the shoulder.

"Just kidding, I'm super brave, okay..." Ron looked down hard, pointing his thumb at himself, with a very insolent look.

"What's the final result?"

"Of course it's the confinement of the three of us tonight..." Ron chuckled, as if asking for credit.

"I'm more curious, Ron." Percy couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "What did you do to let Professor Lockhart put you in confinement?"

Ron suddenly became embarrassed, and so did Hermione and Harry. Seeing that Ron was reluctant to speak for a long time, Percy asked, "You three didn't do something bad, did you?"

He has not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

Ron lowered his head and reached out to poke Hermione. Hermione tugged at her skirt, glanced back at him, and said, "Uh...let me talk."

"Actually...well, don't be angry if you say it..."

"Don't be angry, what can we be angry about." Penello also became interested. What kind of crazy things did these three people do to make Professor Lockhart, who has always been doughy, put them in three confinement.

Hermione bit her lip and gave a dry laugh: "Hey...haha...Actually, the two of them pretended to quarrel because of me, and even fought in class..."

Percy couldn't help it, and burst out laughing, and Jack, too, slapped the back of the stool out of breath.

Penello also laughed. After all, it was really a joy for such two little boys to fight because of a little girl.

After a few laughs, Percy suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Wait, they were quoting Polyjuice Potion and turned into us..."

Louis gloated and added: "Yeah, so it wasn't Ron who beat Harry for robbing Hermione, but Percy beat Jack because of Penello, hahahaha..."

Percy's face turned red visibly, he held back for a long time, like an angry bull, looked left and right for nothing in his hand, turned around and pulled out the crystal sword on Louis's desk, and shouted: "Ronald! I killed you!"

Louis quickly used a disarming spell to knock the crystal sword back into his hand. Percy's momentum remained undiminished, and he leaped forward with a vigorous posture, but was dodged by Ron.

"Stop it! Ronald!" Percy was in a hurry. This was a matter of damaging the girl's reputation. In fact, Jack didn't care, and he didn't care too much. The main reason was Penello's face.

"Okay Percy." In the end, Penello came out to smooth things over: "You can't blame them, if this method is not used, it is impossible for the three of them to be locked up together."

Upon hearing this, Percy withdrew his fist.

In fact, he was also reluctant to beat his younger brother, but it was just to give Penello an explanation.

"Hmph, I'll spare you this time for Penelope's sake, Ronald, and don't do things that would damage a girl's reputation in the future." Percy snorted coldly and returned to his original position.

"Understood, Percy." Ron also knew that what he was doing was not authentic, and replied in a drawn-out tone with winking eyes--in fact, he and Percy didn't get along very well, and he always felt that he was too exemplary, even if he consciously He realized his mistake, but he was still somewhat dissatisfied with Percy's preaching.

"Okay, I'm fine, Percy." Penello began to smooth things over, she winked at Louis, and said very righteously: "For His Highness's plan, what is my personal honor and disgrace?"

"Uh, um, thank you for your hard work, Penello." Louis nodded, and kept the words on his lips.

For Penello's words, the little scumbag didn't have any psychological pressure.

"However, the next task will not be so easy." Louis put on a serious face, and said to the three little ones: "It's still the same sentence, you guys are free to act however you want, but your task The goal is clear, you have to find out what Lockhart thinks about the heir of Slytherin in your communication with Lockhart, whether it's side-talking or spoofing, in short, you must get him the truth."

"Let Hermione be responsible for this." Louis handed over the main task to Hermione, and there was one thing he didn't say, that is, the entire length of the brains of these three people was above Hermione's head.

After finishing speaking, Louis smiled and took out a few order cards and placed them on the table: "Okay, after talking about the business, it's time to eat... Just like in the auditorium, write down what you want to eat Just in the card."

(End of this chapter)