From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 "Everyone in the fourth grade, what are we gathering here for?"

　　 "Come on, George, there are only a few of us in total-where are you guys?"

　　 Lee Jordan looked at the indignant twins and yawned to cool him down.

　　 They had three full classes on Tuesday, and they were drawn to this empty classroom just after they had a break-aren't the chairs in the lounge soft?

　　 "The situation is urgent-Lee, do you think we will use this emergency situation to joke with you?"

　　 "Of course, George, this school year has just begun. I have already named on Filch's side. You are in confinement on your back. As for them, the least one deducts 10 points for the academy."

　　 Lee Jordan unceremoniously took down the stage.

　　 The few of them can be regarded as a small team that forged a deep friendship in Filch's office. They are all good brothers who have been confined together. Naturally, they don't need to hide their words.

　　 "What you don't understand-Lee, the situation is so urgent that it is more terrifying than confinement, and even the secret tunnels of Hogwarts can't save us."

　　 Fred put one hand on Lee Jordan's shoulder, and solemnly announced.

“I’m here to announce the unfortunate news for everyone. Gryffindor’s fifth-grade students got their second exam paper two weeks after school and an unprecedented horrible homework. All of this comes from the new professor—we must Find a way to save this campus that has fallen into the shadow of test papers."

　　 "The fifth grade is the year of OWLs! Although there are more test papers, there is nothing wrong with it. Besides, isn't the treatment for grades six and seven?"

　　A Ravenclaw student sneered at the Weasley brothers' alarmism-just doing some papers, how did it become a shadow?

"That's right, you two don't know about it, dark magic-well, the new name is still slurred. The wizard magic self-defense learning course is probably the name. The professor of this course has never worked for a full year. Wait until you two In the fifth grade, the professor changed a long time ago, and we probably have to change another in the third grade. What does the fifth grade have to do with us?"

　　 "Yes, besides, our professor is Lockhart this year. Although all the courses have been changed to drama imitation, it is boring, but what does the test paper have to do with us?"

　　 "Do you really think those drama performances will last a whole year?"

　　 George scanned the crowd, his eyes became extremely aggressive, "According to reliable sources, Lockhart got a stack of parchment from the new professor at noon today-do you think that is the script of the new drama?"

　　 "Don't be indifferent! According to fifth-grade students, the exam questions this time are all first-grade content. Do you think a professor will only prepare first-grade test papers when reviewing students?"

　　 The people who were laughing and joking immediately stopped laughing—the test paper was just a grain of gravel when the mountain was pressed on the head of the fifth grade, but if Professor Lockhart asked for the test paper, the problem would be serious.

　　 "Then, let's deal with the new professor? But there is no reason-besides, you are both in confinement. Let's go to trouble the new professor?"

The fact that the twins were dragged to copy books has been a joke for everyone here for a long time. If they really went to the professor who was so cruel that he was not a student, they would be brought back to confinement, they really didn’t have the courage to give it to the cat. Hang the bell, forget it.

　　 "No, he really dares to do it!"

　　 The twins gave warnings almost at the same time—their violation records of a thick drawer are all in the hands of this professor. How can a person such an age as Filch not look good at even a drawer?

　　 "Look for Professor Lockhart-let him not be so bored, let him get rid of the idea of ​​exams from his mind, there are enough final exams every year, we don't need more papers!"

　　 "Not so boring?"

　　 "Aren't we working hard enough in drama? I feel that the points I get from him are enough for me to deduct half a month!"

"If Professor Lockhart thinks the drama is enough, why does he take the exam? Is it because the exam is more discussed among the students than his drama? What a joke-we have to keep Professor Lockhart busy and no time to come. I want to take a test!"

　　Professor's energy is limited, especially when he takes four grades in one breath, if he finds that he doesn't have enough time to review the test papers, then he will not organize an exam at all.

　　 "A letter pretending to be a female fan?"

　　 "He has enough fans--Professor Lockhart has applied more than once to ask students who made mistakes to help him reply. The owl in his room has never been broken!"

　　 "Well, I agree, I saw it when I wrote back."

　　……

　　 Is the circle of confined people so small?

　　 Everyone looked at each other and found that there was nothing wrong.

　　 "Post a letter to the newspaper, criticize his book, and then cause a confrontation?"

　　 "Professor Lockhart has so many fans that he doesn't need him to reply at all-besides, there are no newspapers that can openly criticize school professors~www.readwn.com~ What should I do?

　　 Then everyone realized that they were helpless against a professor.

　　 So, everyone's eyes quickly turned to the organizer of the meeting, the Weasley brothers-in terms of pranks, the two of them are now recognized as the first in the castle.

　　 "Put magical creatures and prohibited items? No, the professor is an explorer, who can easily break the trap of students. Those pranks are useless to him-and I don't think it will attract his attention."

　　 "It's not okay to make a big noise... It's not okay to reply to a fan... I have it!"

　　 George looked at everyone mysteriously, "If you were a professor, a first-year student who had just come to school had problems in life and-well, if you were to consult with you on emotional issues, what would you do?

　　 "Of course not-but how many problems can a student have?"

　　 "If one doesn't work, then come more."

　　 "You, the first grade Gryffindor girl."

　　 "You, Slytherin's."

　　 "Why?"

　　 "There is no reason, every college must have one."

　　 "One for Hufflepuff and one for Ravenclaw?"

　　 "Well, the shy, generous but unconfident one who is welcomed by many students at the same time-the tone is imitated, and if you don't understand, read more books."

　　 Fred arranged an identity for everyone who needed help.

　　 "What book to read? Should I borrow with those girls? Or go to the library?"

　　 "Look for what those do-just look up Professor Lockhart's book, he must like the part described in his book!"

　　 In the dimly lit classroom, one hand after another was superimposed, and a scam against the professor gradually took shape.