Hogwarts: Breaking off the engagement at the beginning and marrying Hermione instead

In the blink of an eye, it was Friday.

Brown also had his first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of this semester.

They took it together with Hufflepuff. Brown arrived at the classroom early.

He found a seat at the back.

"Why didn't you bring any books? And...your hair."

Daphne sat beside him and asked.

She put a pile of books on the table, causing it to tremble slightly.

"It's useless.

I dare say that the reason why Gilderoy Lockhart asked us to buy his books is not for class, but to increase his sales.

Besides, didn't you bring it?

I'll just look at yours.

As for the hair, didn't it get burnt a little by Zabini yesterday?

It's easier to just shave it.

What? It doesn't look good?"

Looking at Browne, who still couldn't hide his handsomeness with a buzz cut,

Daphne blushed.

"No, no."

He looked at Daphne Braun strangely and said nothing.

He sat quietly in his seat.

After a while, Jidehart left in a gorgeous outfit.���Come

""Hello, kids!"

He glanced around the classroom and finally fixed his eyes on Braun.

"Mr. Braunfly, may I ask why I don't see your book on the table?"

"It's too heavy to teach here!"

Braun said, pretending to move a pile of books from under the desk.

"Well, remember to put the book on the table next time."

Seeing the trouble of not finding Brown, Gilderoy Lockhart said angrily

""Okay, professor."

Braun still had a smile on his face.

"Where did you get the book?"

"Transfiguration!"

He took out a copy of"Magic Me" and showed Daphne the blank contents.

"You are really amazing."

Daphne said with half surprise and half admiration.

Regardless of whether it is right or wrong, this transformation is not something she can do.

"I am very happy that you have bought my complete set of books. First of all, let me introduce myself. I think many of you should know me.

Yes, I am Gilderoy Lockhart!

I have been voted as the winner of the most charming smile by Witch Weekly three times.

I am an adventurer and also an honorary member of the Society for Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Of course, the most important thing is that I am the winner of the Third Class Medal of the Order of Merlin!"

Gilderoy Lockhart gave a eloquent speech, but after the speech, there was no warm applause as he had imagined.

Only some little badgers gave me face.

The little snakes were all doing their own things.

This made him feel a little dissatisfied.

"Well, let's do a little test to see if you have studied hard during the summer vacation."

He handed out the papers one by one. After handing out the papers, Gilderoy Lockhart returned to the podium.:

"All right, everyone. I'll finish in 20 minutes. Let's get started!"

The little snakes looked at each other and started writing with their heads down.

"What the hell! How can I know what color he likes?"

Shabini complained while looking at the questions on the test paper.

"And his secret ambition and birthday! I heard from senior students that he also tested them on these things when he taught them. I really don’t know how he became a teacher. Professor Quirrell was better than him last year!"

Daphne looked at the test paper with a helpless look on her face

"Shit! Braun, how come you write so fast?"

Zabini looked at Braun who had been silent the whole time and couldn't help but look over there.

Braun raised his head and glanced at him:

"His book is actually quite interesting.

I wrote it down when I was free.

Although he seems to be very stupid, he is a professor after all. I hope I can get some points from him."

"Copy it for me!"

"Me, I want one too!"

Daphne and Zabini sat on the left and right of Browne, using the textbooks as a barrier. They copied the papers attentively.

They were smart enough not to copy the whole thing, but to deliberately make one or two mistakes.

This way, it would not be easy to be discovered.

Twenty minutes passed quickly.

Gilderoy Lockhart began to collect the papers.

"Let's see! Oh my god! Why doesn't anyone know what I'm looking forward to as my birthday gift?

I remember saying in the book that my birthday gift is that all the magical people and non-magic people can live in peace!

Daphne! Who is Miss Daphne?"

"I...Professor!"

Daphne raised her hand

"Very good! It seems that you have carefully read my"Communicating with Werewolves"》！"

"Ah? Yes, I have seen it."

"Very good, please take a seat!"

Gilderoy Lockhart nodded with satisfaction.

"And my favorite color! It's lilac, kids! I wrote about it in"My Year with the Snowman." (To read the thrilling novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Who is Mr. Sabini?"

"I, the professor!"

Zabini stood up triumphantly, as if he had done something great.

"Um, very good. Please sit down, kid.[]

But do you have any special customs for your hair?

If not, please take good care of it. Maybe you can try my shampoo? It's not expensive and the effect is very good!"

Looking at Zabini's burnt black curly hair, Lockhart asked carefully.

"I will, Professor."

Zabini said deflatedly.

"Finally! Oh my goodness! I have to give a compliment to one gentleman! Braunfly! He knows that my secret ambition is to rid the world of all evil and sell my shampoo! Perfect! This has to be a hundred copies!"

The snakes applauded eagerly.

"Slytherin plus 10 points! By the way, my shampoo is really good. If you like it, you can go to Diagon Alley to buy it."

Seeing that no one was interested in listening to him,

Gilderoy Lockhart had to knock on the table.

"Okay! Now let's get back to the point! Let's start the class! That student, come up here! That's right, you, the biggest one!"

Gore walked up to the podium with a confused look on his face, not knowing what to do.

"Because, well.

Because some magical animals are too dangerous, so for your safety I will let this student cooperate with me to show you how I defeated the troll.

Now take out your book about me defeating the troll!"

In this way, half of the class was spent on Lockhart and Goyle performing a stage play.

It ended only when the bell rang.

"I dare say there is nothing worse than this Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"

Zabini complained while holding her book.

They still have to go to the spells class.

"Okay, stop complaining. Let's go, we will have the next class with Gryffindor, don't be late."

In the Potions class,

Professor Flitwick taught everyone a new spell.

Because he had Braun's wand, Ron didn't have the problem in the original book where he got a bump on Professor Flitwick's forehead.

However, he was still not very calm in this class.

Because he couldn't control Braun's spell very well, he always failed when casting the spell. He even blew a hole in the table in anger.

Professor Flitwick deducted five points from Gryffindor.

Ron looked a little unhappy throughout the class.

Finally, the weekend is here.

The first week of school is finally over

"You're here early, Ron!"

Brown greeted in the hall.

Ron yawned.

"Harry had to go to training this morning, so I got up with him. By the way, why isn't dinner ready? I'm hungry!

Ron complained as he looked at the empty table.

"Breakfast will be later on weekends.

Come with me, I'll take you to a nice place."

Braun said as he closed the book.

Ron was obviously interested.

But no matter how he asked, Braun refused to say anything.

So he could only follow behind Braun silently:

"You mean this place?"

Ron looked at the painting in front of him suspiciously.

He obviously didn't understand what was so good about it.

"Don't be impatient!"

Brown stretched out his hand and scratched the big green pear.

A door handle appeared in its place.

"Okay, come in!"

Braun opened the door skillfully.

"Is this the kitchen?"

Ron was stunned.

"Yes, hello Rada! Long time no see! And Xi Ke! It seems that you had a good summer vacation?"

Braun greeted the house elves who were busy in the kitchen.

Soon they were arranged to a table.

The house elves enthusiastically put the kitchen delicacies for Braun and Ron.

""Why are you just standing there eating?"

Braun pulled off a chicken leg and ate it.

Ron also relaxed and began to happily eat the food in the kitchen.

After eating and drinking, Ron suggested that he wanted to visit the kitchen.

Seeing that it was still early, Braun did not refuse.

""What are those?"

Ron dodged a table with disgust.

He felt very disgusted when he saw the cakes with mold growing on them.

"I'm so sorry! These are the food prepared for Sir Nick's death feast! I forgot to put them away!"

A house elf hurried over and pushed the rotting food into a dark utility room.

"Nick? Almost Headless Nick?"