Outside the classroom, Gilderoy Lockhart looked miserable.

He was carefully lying by the window, staring at the flying goblins in the classroom.

He seemed to be a little frightened.

"Professor!"

Brawne shouted, startling Gilderoy.

He quickly put his finger to his mouth and said nervously:

""Shh... keep your voice down!

Don't attract the attention of the goblins!"

Brown looked at this idiot and didn't want to say anything. He decisively opened the door and walked in.

In the classroom, Hermione and the other two were catching goblins in a hurry.

The three of them looked a little miserable.

But they didn't catch many.

"Soul-shattering!"

The laughing goblins fell to the ground like toothless tigers.

Some goblins whose wings were broken even groaned in pain.

They looked a little pitiful, but Brown, who had just seen their appearance, could not evoke the slightest sympathy.

""Luckily you're here!"

Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

He rubbed his bitten ear with a grin.

Rubbing Hermione's furry head, Brown said:

"I heard that Lockhart had released a group of goblins, so I came to see if you were okay.

How's Hermione, is she okay?"

"Look, my hands are all red!"

Hermione said a little aggrieved.

Harry, who had just witnessed her bravery, shuddered.

It was really that the little bird-like appearance now was very different from before.

It was difficult for him to connect the Hermione just now with the Hermione now.

""Shit!"

Ron groaned in pain.

He pulled his wand out of the goblin's mouth.

But now the wand had broken into two pieces.

Only a little bit of the outer wood was left. It looked a bit like Nearly Headless Nick, the ghost of Gryffindor - broken but not completely broken.

"It looks like it can't be used anymore, the wand core is exposed."

Brown said to Ron, who was about to cry.

He didn't expect that he had changed the situation and didn't let them drive the car into the Whomping Willow.

But Ron's wand was still broken.

"How about you write to Mrs. Weasley and ask for another one?"

Harry suggested.

Ron said painfully:

"Impossible, they won't buy it for me.

They will definitely say that I deserve it! Oh my God, nothing could be worse than today! The howling letter in the morning, and now the wand is broken again!.."

Brawne looked at Gilderoy Lockhart who didn't dare to stick his head out of the house and suddenly came up with an idea

"Ron, I'll tell you what to do."

Brawne leaned over to Ron's ear and spoke mysteriously.

"Is this okay?"

Ron said, holding his wand with a worried look.

"So you're going to study for a whole year with a broken wand?

I don't think this is a good idea."

Ron gritted his teeth after hesitating for a moment:

"Okay, Brown will do as you say!"

Then he put the wand back into the goblin's mouth.

"Professor Lockhart, the matter has been resolved and you can come in now!"

Brown shouted to the outside of the door.

Gilderoy Lockhart raised his head slightly and looked into the room vigilantly.

After finding that there was really no goblin, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He put a smile on his face again and pretended to be calm as he opened the door:

"Haha! I knew you guys could beat these goblins! I wasn't wrong about you!"

"These are the tests you give us, right?"

Braun said in a worshipful manner.

"Ah? That's right! That's right! It's a test! By the way, who are you?"

"Braun Foley, my dad asked me to give you his regards. By the way, my dad's name is Albert Foley.……"

Lockhart, who was originally smiling like a flower, suddenly lost his smile. He looked a little impatient and flustered.

But he still endured it.

"Really? I'm good friends with Mr. Foley...Did he tell you about me?"

""What's the matter? Dad said that your handwriting is very good, and it's amazing!"

Brown pretended to be excited.

Lockhart was relieved and smiled again:

"I see! That’s right, that’s right!"

"Oh my god! My wand! My only wand! The wand that I inherited from my brother for nearly ten years!"

Ron took his almost headless wand out of the goblin's mouth with an exaggerated expression.

It seemed that because of his big movements, it was now completely headless.

It broke into two pieces and was held in Ron's hands.

"Ron is fine, it's just a wand!"

Brown said hypocritically.

Seeing that Ron didn't react, he coughed a few times.

"Ah? Ah! How can you say that!

This is the wand that my oldest brother Bill passed down to me! (To read the novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

It represents the inheritance of our family history!

I'm going to tell my father about this and ask him to mention it to the Ministry of Magic. I'm going to write a letter to the Daily Prophet to mourn my wand. I want……"

Seeing Gilderoy Lockhart still stunned and unresponsive,

Ron kept winking at Brown.

"This guy is really slow in reacting!"[]

Brown looked at Gilderoy Lockhart with disdain.

Then he shouted:

"How could you do that! Ron, how far do you want to take Professor Lockhart?

Won't this make the officials of the Ministry of Magic question Professor Lockhart's ability?"

He kept looking at Lockhart.

This time, even if Lockhart was slow, he understood.

He thought to himself:

"Yes! You can't write a letter! This is ruining the reputation of Professor Lockhart! But what can I do?"

Seeing that Lockhart still didn't understand, Brown could only continue to guide him:

"Professor Lockhart, you wrote so many bestsellers, but you still can't afford to pay for your wand?

It's just a drop in the bucket for Professor Lockhart!"

"I, this is what my brother passed on to me! How can it be compared to an ordinary wand?

This contains a brother's true love for his younger brother!"

Ron said with a bit of disgust.

"So what? Aren't a hundred Galleons enough? To Professor Lockhart, a hundred Galleons is nothing!"

Lockhart nodded in agreement.

He is a rich man.

If it weren't for the desire to make his books sell well again, he would not have agreed to come to Hogwarts.

"Tsk, I don't believe it at all!"

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"Professor Lockhart, do you have a hundred Galleons?"

Brown turned around and asked.

Lockhart was also irritated by Ron's disdainful look. Although his magic was not very good, he had money!

Could it be that a best-selling author like me could be despised by a student?

He immediately took out his purse from his pocket:

"Look! The change I carry with me alone is worth fifty gold Galleons! This bag with the traceless retraction spell cast on it is worth a hundred gold Galleons!"

Gilderoy Lockhart boasted.

But before he could finish showing off, he felt a chill in his palm.

His purse disappeared. When he looked again, it was in Brown's hand.

"See? How generous is Professor Gilderoy Lockhart? He gave you 150 Galleons just in case you thought it wasn't enough! Why don't you apologize to Professor Lockhart!"

Browne stuffed the purse into Ron's hand.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Browne slapped him on the forehead.

Ron grimaced in pain.

However, he was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and bowed to thank Gilderoy Lockhart:

"Thank you so much for your generosity, professor! You are the most generous and the professor who cares the most about students that I have ever met!

I apologize for my ignorance just now!

I think a broad-minded person like you will definitely forgive me, an ignorant little wizard!"

Gilderoy Lockhart was still in a daze at the moment.

He was clearly desperate just now, but why did he change his face when he saw the money in his hands?

But he felt quite comfortable with the flattery.

""No, it's okay. I forgive you. I'm just so kind!"

Lockhart's smile reached his ears.

This was the first time he was praised so highly since he came to school.

Seeing that Lockhart was still immersed in the flattery,

Brown said quickly;

"Well, professor, we'll leave first!

I'll ask Ron to go back and spread the word about your kindness!

Let all students know about your virtues!"

""Ah? Really? Then let's go! Don't delay!"

As soon as the group reached the door, they were stopped:

""Wait! Isn't your wand your brother's favorite? How did you lose it?"

Lockhart asked, looking at the precious wand thrown on the ground like garbage.

Ron froze. He was so busy with money that he forgot about it. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and said:

"Professor, I just remembered that my brother said I was too useless to use his wand.

So I plan to use it to express my dissatisfaction with my brother.……"

"The legacy of the decade……"

"Yes! First it was given to my third brother and then passed on to me.

But I think if it knew that its worth was worth 150 gold galleons, it would be willing to die.

"Well, professor, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"

He said and disappeared in a flash.

""So I was cheated?"

Gilderoy Lockhart said blankly.

Thinking of his money and purse, he couldn't help crying.

Although it wasn't much, it was earned by him with great difficulty.

"Shit! Cunning Furley!

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