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Text 182. Lockhart is a Good Guy

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    Soon, the story of the incident spread through the four colleges through Fish's mouth. Everyone was amazed at the boldness of Harry and Ron, and they started talking about it, and the auditorium became more and more noisy.

    Different colleges naturally have different attitudes towards the two.

    The Slytherins were gloating, and Malfoy was even expecting the two of them to be expelled from school, while the Ravenclaws focused their discussion on the flying car. Most Hufflepuffs expressed concern about this,  Both to Harry and Ron, and to that hapless Whomping Willow.

    As for Gryffindor

    "This is really cool!"

    "Remarkable! They will be talked about for years!"

    "Damn! Little Ronnie didn't call us!"

    Except for a few "outliers" such as Percy and Hermione, most Gryffindors showed great enthusiasm and envy for this.

    Professor Flitwick looked at the noisy students below, but in the end he didn't care about it. Anyway, this matter didn't need to be kept secret. The students just discussed it, so there's no need to spoil the fun.

    What he wants to have a headache now is the chattering Lockhart beside him.

    "Oh, oh, oh" Lockhart shook his head, looking helpless, "It's all my fault, I made Harry feel famous, he was on the front page of the newspaper with me before  , and now can't wait to do it again."

    "It's a good idea to fly to school by car isn't it? But it's still too early for Harry, he shouldn't be in such a hurry, I must talk to him later!"

    Although Lockhart looked like he was thinking of Harry, the old and mature Flitwick couldn't hear the envy, jealousy and hatred hidden in him.

    Why wasn't he assigned to Gryffindor back then!

    It might be disrespectful to other Gryffindors to think so, but Professor Flitwick really regrets that such a thing came out of his college.

    With a livid face, he tried his best to ignore Lockhart's chatter, because Flitwick knew that as long as he caught up with Lockhart's words, he would talk endlessly, and ignoring him was the best response  Way.

    So Professor Flitwick turned his head and talked with Professor Sprout about the Whomping Willow.

    In the end, he still underestimated Lockhart's ability to see through stitches

    "If you want, then I can show you how to heal Whomping Willow. Of course, you are an expert in herbal medicine, but when I was traveling, I happened to see a few of these strange trees.  plant”­”­"

    Professor Sprout, who has always been kind and friendly, quickly pulled his face down at this time.

    "Don't bother you."

    She rejected Lockhart's "help" in a blunt tone, and directly left the seat with the plate, ran to the other side, and chatted with Madam Pomfrey.

    While the students were having a heated discussion and the professors were being annoyed by Lockhart, Dumbledore and others who had left returned to the auditorium one after another. The students who were discussing, and Lockhart who was showing off, gradually  settled down.

    Soon, after the school song was sung, the banquet ended, and the prefects led the students from their respective colleges to the dormitories.

    And Fish broke away from the main force and ran to Professor McGonagall.

    "Minerva~"?”ńw”ń?

    Fish embraced one of her arms, raised his head and said, "Groom Fish, you agreed earlier, meow."

    "Okay, okay, I got it."

    Professor McGonagall touched Fish's little head, and the previous anger because of Harry and Ron subsided a little.

    Then she heard Fish say from the side: "Minerva, Fish also wants to play with a flying car."

    The blue veins at the corners of his eyebrows twitched, and the anger that had just subsided showed signs of recovery. Professor McGonagall gritted his back molars and squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "No!"

    The little kitten was keenly aware of the danger immediately, so he wisely stopped talking about this topic, but chatted with her about Gilderoy Lockhart.

    "Professor Guidero's stories are so interesting, can Fish listen to his stories at night?"?w?

    Professor McGonagall took two deep breaths and refused again: "No!"

    "Meow! Minerva, don't go too far!"? (”ń¦µ§„¦µ”ń)?

    The little cat was unhappy now, and protested loudly.

    However, Professor McGonagall's attitude was very tough, "I can allow you to go to the Black Lake in the Forbidden Forest, but you can't go to Lockhart to listen to stories!"

    ?She said that she already knew that Fish was eyeing Lockhart and wanted to fight him, and she was very much looking forward to her kitty giving that reputation-seeker a hard lesson, but she was also worried that Fish would be poisoned by Lockhart  , into a vain and narcissistic guy.

    In particular, Fish has always been favored by everyone because of his peculiar affinity, and he is more likely to be spoiled by Lockhart.

    "Can Fish go to the Forbidden Forest and Black Lake at night?" (”ń?w?”ń)

    If you can go to the Forbidden Forest and Black Lake to find animal friends to play, then Lockhart's story doesn't matter.

    Of course, the clever little cat also heard that the reason for Minerva's decision was precisely because of Gilderoy Lockhart, the new professor.

    Knowing how to tell stories, and asking Minerva to let her go out to play Fish is getting more and more fond of Lockhart.

    "If I don't allow it, you won't sneak away yourself."

    Reached out and tapped Fish's little head, Professor McGonagall said angrily.

    "Hey hey~"

    Fish rubbed Professor McGonagall's arm, without rebuttal with a playful smile.

    Sneaking out and acting freely after getting permission are naturally different. At least he doesn't have to worry about getting caught and making Professor McGonagall angry.

    The two came to Professor McGonagall's office talking and laughing, and Fish directly changed back to the cat form, but this time he did not nest on Professor McGonagall's lap with claws, but lay on the office with his limbs stretched out.  on the table.

    "Meow~" (=?w?=)

    The little kitty urged Professor McGonagall expectantly.

    She smiled and poked Fish's belly, "You little guy really enjoys it."

    Then he took out the small silver comb from before, and began to gently comb along Fisch's body hair.

    "Snoring, snorting"

    Fish narrowed his eyes comfortably, purred continuously from his throat, and raised the tip of his tail, showing his happy mood.

    "Meow ~" (=`?”ä=)

    Fish, who was enjoying the grooming service, was not satisfied, and asked Professor McGonagall to read stories to him while combing the hair.

    Professor McGonagall helplessly gave Fisch an aggressive look, and then cast a spell on the silver comb in his hand, making it float in the air, automatically combing Fish's fur.

    And she took out Lockhart's "Traveling with Vampires" from a drawer and read the abridged version.

    Although it is already known that these stories were stolen by Lockhart, compared with other fairy tales, at least Fish can learn something, so Professor McGonagall chose to read Lockhart's book even if he was not happy.

    While enjoying the grooming service, while listening to Professor McGonagall's stories, Fish turned over from time to time to let the comb take care of the other side, which was extremely pleasant.

    But after a long time, Fish felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't lick his fur all the time, so he took the initiative to use his claws to push away the silver comb that was still combing his fur.

    However, the comb enchanted by Professor McGonagall persisted in his task, and Professor McGonagall was seriously looking at the book in his hand at this time, and did not notice the movement here.

    After all, there is too much dross in this book, and it would be bad if you accidentally read it to Fish, so Professor McGonagall needs to concentrate on selecting the content that can be read, and naturally ignores the situation on Fish's side.

    "Meow!"? (=`§„'=)?

    A meow woke up Professor McGonagall, who was reading the story seriously, and she turned to look at the desktop

    Fish was struggling with his comb.

    Professor McGonagall: ""

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