Hogwarts Everything is Three

　　 Not long after Alan and Edward sat down, Professor Lockhart wore a gorgeous lilac robe, walked slowly into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with his perfect smile and grace.

　　 In terms of appearance alone, it is really impeccable! In addition to theatrical performances, maybe he can be qualified as a fashion professor!

"It's nice to see you again! Last time, the poems written for me to heal the snowman are impeccable! And he is a boy, which is even more commendable. Although I can't accept your feelings for me, but I do for you Mark an outstanding one!" Professor Lockhart excitedly took out a piece of parchment and showed it to everyone.

　　 As soon as he took it out, Edward beside Alan couldn't help covering his face with his hands and shrank to the back of the tall book.

　　 "What's wrong?" Allen asked suspiciously.

　　 "It's over, I copied it too exaggerated!" Edward stretched out his index finger and pointed to Professor Lockhart on the stage. "The parchment in his hand is my homework!"

　　 "So far, how do you know?"

　　 "I accidentally stained the back of the parchment with ink. It is still in the shape of a heart!" Edward wanted to get into the ground seam, if there was a ground seam!

　　 But Professor Lockhart on the stage continued to praise him enthusiastically. "This classmate Edward Fox is very discerning. He saw that my healing magic is very effective! Even if it is a snowman, I can treat a cold as much as I can. This is why I lived with him for a year!" Professor Lockhart shook his slightly curly blond hair and blinked cutely.

　　 Let me read this classic poem by classmate Fox! Edward slapped himself in the face, unlovable! But Professor Lockhart has already recited it affectionately!

　　"Look, as Professor Lockhart who takes care of the snowman

　　 raised his red head with cold,

　　 Snowman's eyes

　　 all expressed admiration for his superb magic.

　　 The snow-capped mountains stared,

　　 come and wait for his sacred arrival,

　　 Then he ascended the extreme peak of the sky.

　　 Energetic young man with majestic hair.

　　 followed his galloping snowman closely,

　　 worshipped his 峥嵘 with eyes,

　　……

what,

if there was not you,

　　 I would rather "forget everything"!

　　Fox, the writing is really great! This is the best written poem I have ever read! Ravenclawga is very much! Student Fox, where are you? "Professor Guidro Lockhart flushed with excitement! "Fox classmate, I want to invite you to be the protagonist of today's performance-werewolf!" "

　　 Obviously, after today, Ravenclaw's classmates shouldn't have to worry about being called up to assist in acting!

　　 "Shakespeare will die when he sees you tampering with his poems like this!" Allen pushed Edward, reminding him to stand up and perform.

　　 "Yes, so I got retribution, didn't I?" Edward walked out of his seat with a look of despair.

"Good scream, Edward-too much-then, believe it or not, I pounced over-like this-threw him down-this way-I pressed him with one hand On the ground-holding the wand in the other hand, against his throat-then I slowed down and used the remaining strength to cast a very complicated restoration spell-he let out a miserable moan-Edward , And then called—higher—very good—the hair on his body disappeared—the big fangs retracted—he became a man again. Simple and effective—there is another village forever Remember my hero, I freed them from the panic of being attacked by werewolves once a month."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class and Lockhart stood up, "Homework: Write a poem about my victory over the Wagga Waggar! The best written one will get a few autographed copies of "The Magical Me "!"

　　 The classmates started to leave. Edward seemed to have exhausted all his strength and sat slumped in his seat, "I swear, I will never copy poetry again!"

　　 Allen patted his shoulder sympathetically, pinched a note, and quickly rushed out of the classroom. When Professor Lockhart just read Edward's poems, he realized that this is a good opportunity!

"Professor Lockhart!" Allen stopped Professor Lockhart who was going downstairs. "I want to borrow this book from the library. I hope to learn some background knowledge from it." Allen handed the note to Lockhart. Professor Te, "But this book is in the restricted area of ​​the library, so I need a teacher to sign the slip of paper-I believe this book will help me understand what you said in "Break with the Female Ghost" The attack curse..."

　　 "Ah, "Break with the Female Ghost"!" Lockhart smiled enthusiastically, "This book is very exciting, do you like it?"

　　 "Oh, of course I like it," Allen said sincerely, praising her acting madly in his heart, "You were the first to subdue her when she turned into a ghost. It's so witty..."

　　 "Ah, I believe that no one will object to me giving the best students of the year a little extra help." Lockhart said enthusiastically, UU reading www. Uukánshu.com pulled out a huge peacock brush. Signed a big curly name on the note, and returned the note to Allen.

　　 Allen respectfully thanked him for leaving and rushed to the library. There is a rare opportunity to avoid long nights and dreams, he must quickly borrow the book into his hands, the book-"The Secret of the Soul"!

　　 Alan has wanted to study soul magic for a long time, but there are no related books on the ordinary bookshelf, and he did not draw any related spells for the tasks. This opportunity is very rare. Except for Professor Lockhart, I am afraid that no professor will read and sign on the slip of paper! Even the professors who will take over the Defense Against the Dark Arts class!

　　Walking into the dull and quiet library, Allen found Mrs. Pins.

　　 ""Secret of the Soul"?" She read it suspiciously, and took the note from Alan.

　　 "The "Mysterious Animal Illustrated Book" you borrowed before has not been returned, so you will come to borrow a new book soon?" Mrs. Pins held the note without moving, and looked at Alan suspiciously.

　　 "Ah, in fact, I have already read that book, and I will return it to you soon." Alan widened his light blue eyes like forget-me-not, trying to make himself look sincere. I hope that Mrs. Pins is a book fan of Professor Guidro Lockhart, so that he can easily borrow books even for the signature.

　　 Mrs. Pins held up the note and took a picture of it against the light, as if checking for a forgery, but it passed the inspection smoothly. She swaggered across the tall bookshelves, and returned in a few minutes, holding a large black and silver book in her hand. Allen took the heavy book, bowed in thanks, and quickly left the library.

　　 He needs to find a quiet place where no one is disturbed and read this book.