The Magician of the Beautiful World

And since joining the Wizards' League, Harry and Ron's schedule has also changed. Like Hermione, they don't go to the common room anymore. Every time after class, they run towards the Room of Requirement immediately. .

During this period of time, Harry and Ron surprised all the students in every class. Of course, they knew that these two guys behaved much more flatly after they were with Noah and the others.

But what gave Harry a headache was the Quidditch training. To be honest, under the influence of Noah and the others, he seemed to have a different view on Quidditch.

It's a pity that he really has no way to quit now, and of course he is not so willing to quit, especially after knowing that Slytherin's Seeker is Draco Malfoy.

He secretly cheered in his heart, and he must teach him a good lesson in Quidditch to avenge Hermione.

Soon, three months passed slowly, and the time came to November.

November is a busy month, because this month will not only experience various festivals, but also a Quidditch match that Harry has been looking forward to for a long time.

The only thing that gave Harry a headache was that he didn't know what that Professor Lockhart was thinking, but he often caught himself to help him answer letters to fans, which made Harry very distressed.

He has complained about this more than once, but unfortunately his complaints are of no use.

"Although we all dislike this guy, he is a professor after all. Just like you hate Professor Snape, but will you disobey his orders?"

"Oh, what a nasty fellow!"

Harry was very helpless, he really hated this guy Lockhart now.

Especially after he heard their parents' evaluation of Lockhart from Evan and Kate while chatting, he felt for the first time that Professor Dumbledore really made a wrong decision.

But he had no choice, he could only 'sacrifice' his exercise time and run to do something ridiculous in his opinion-reply letters to Lockhart's fans.

Seriously, how famous is such a guy, how come so many people write to this guy?

"I'd rather face Professor Snape, even if he beats me all over my head!" Harry couldn't help but complain after writing for an unknown number of hours—he actually summoned Snape Professor Pu, the result was quite miserable.

"What are you talking about, Harry?" Lockhart gave Harry a strange look.

"It's nothing, how much do we have to return?"

"What's the matter, Harry, don't you feel honored to help me answer fans' letters, which is much more comfortable than the real confinement room?"

"Well, it is."

Harry was a little helpless. Lockhart had a very good reason for arresting him. Who let Harry and Ron drive here at the beginning of school without authorization, and even crashed the Whomping Willow?

Harry sighed helplessly, he really didn't want to talk too much nonsense with Lockhart.

But just when he picked up the pen and was about to continue writing, a gloomy whisper suddenly came from his ear, hoarse and piercing!

"who is it?"

Chapter 93 Why Only Now

"What's wrong Harry?" Lockhart gave Harry a strange look, what's wrong with this guy?

"Professor, you..." Harry froze for a moment, then asked hesitantly, "Did you hear any strange sounds?"

"Strange sound?" Lockhart looked around, apparently seeing nothing.

At this time, the candles in the office were flickering, and only a slight breeze was blowing.

Lockhart shook his head. He knew that these students didn't seem to buy him much, which made him a little headache, but it didn't matter, he didn't plan to stay at Hogwarts for long anyway.

Lowering his head, Lockhart looked at the time on the magic clock, and then said with a smile: "I think you may be a little sleepy. Oh, God, no wonder, it's getting late now, we have already written It's been four hours, and the happy time always flies by, isn't it terrible?"

Harry didn't answer him immediately, but frowned and looked around, and finally he said softly: "Yes, it's really scary."

After Harry finished saying this, he stood up silently and walked towards the outside. After working hard for a whole evening, Harry felt very tired.

Seriously, helping Lockhart answer some fan letter like this made him feel worse than fighting monsters all night in the Room of Requirement.

And now his heart is not so peaceful, because he heard a strange voice!

In the wizarding world, it's never a good thing to hear strange sounds, especially ones that only you can hear and no one else can hear!

Harry is no longer the guy who doesn't know anything. It has to be said that sometimes the environment can really change a person.

The people who join you are all bullshit, and you are just a braggart, so you must be embarrassed to hang around like that.

It is true that birds of a feather flock together.

Harry and Ron have changed a lot in these three months, and they have also learned a lot. Although the theoretical courses, especially potions, are still relatively weak for him, his other knowledge and practical skills have already improved. It has reached a very high level.

"What kind of sound is this? A demon? No, Noah said before that the magicians are cleaning these things up, so is it the house-elf?"

Harry was thinking as he walked, he really couldn't forget the elf, especially since he seriously suspected that he was hindering his inability to enter the station.

After all, he remembered that this little thing had been planning to prevent him from going back to school, and even intercepted all his letters for this reason!

"Could it be another silly trick, trying to make me feel scared and leave school?"

Harry smiled with some disdain, and looked at the time, it is now past eight o'clock in the evening, so I'm afraid all the students have finished their dinner by now, right?

The timing was just right, and he could still rush to the Room of Requirement, and then train until the dormitory closed before returning.

"Blood, I smell blood!"

Suddenly, the hoarse voice came from Harry's ear again, which made Harry stop.

He looked around frowning, and at the same time he took out his wand, and Harry was always ready to fight when facing an unsuspecting enemy.

"Kill you, I'm going to kill you!"