Chapter 135: People hate dogs.

Auditorium,

Ravenclaw table.

Elvis sat next to Hermione, nibbling on a piece of baked potato.

He silently observed the guest of honor seat, thinking about when Snape was going to take action. He couldn’t wait to see Lockhart become bald.

Lockhart sat next to Snape at the guest of honor, and although the two of them had some unpleasantness in the afternoon, there was no trace of embarrassment on Lockhart’s face.

He was talking to Professor McGonagall, who was sitting not far to his left,”Professor McGonagall, I have prepared a small gift for you.”

Although he had just encountered a wall at Snape’s place in the afternoon, this did not affect him. He has good relationships with other professors.

Although Lockhart didn’t know why Snape disliked or even hated the shampoo he prepared, the gifts he prepared for other professors were absolutely unmistakable.

That was an excellent gift that his extremely clever mind came up with after careful consideration.

Professor McGonagall was frowning and staring at the Gryffindor table. Every time she ate, she had to keep an eye on the naughty and active little lions, especially the Weasley twins.

If you are not careful, everyone may not eat their food.

This happened to George and Fred when they first entered school.

Because someone from Slytherin scolded them and Weasley that they were all pure-blood scum, so the two of them took out the big dung eggs and threw them on the Slytherin table. After being suddenly attacked, the Slytherin students naturally launched a counterattack.

As a result, an unprecedented melee broke out in the auditorium that day. The main attack method in the melee was to throw big dung eggs.

This caused the food carefully prepared by the house elves on the long table to be contaminated by large dung eggs. The little wizards not only made themselves smelly, but also starved.

From that day on, Professor McGonagall’s blood pressure became higher and higher day by day, and the Weasley twins could always make some big noises for her.

Every day during meals, as long as she was free, she would come to the Great Hall and stare closely at the Gryffindor table.

Hearing Lockhart’s voice, she turned her head to look at him, her frown deepening.

In the past few days, students wrote letters to parents about Lockhart’s performance at school, and parents wrote to her to complain, demanding that the school fire Lockhart.

Dealing with dozens of letters of complaint from parents every day was exhausting Professor McGonagall, and her sense of Lockhart continued to decline.

There was a big bag under Lockhart’s feet. He took out a golden trophy from it and said with a wide smile:”I know you like Quidditch very much. Gryffindor didn’t win the Quidditch Cup last year. You must be feeling very uncomfortable.”

Again? Professor McGonagall’s lips turned white with anger. Since you know I’m in pain, don’t mention it. If you can’t speak, who are you talking about?

He passed Mrs. Hooch on his right and handed the trophy in his hand to Professor McGonagall,”This is the trophy I won at an RQA (Rural Quidditch League) held in Erlangen, Bavaria, Germany. In that game, I scored 11 goals, 16 assists, 13 steals, and successfully scored a triple-double.”

“After the game, the organizer selected me as Mr. Village Quidditch, and this is the trophy I won,” Lockhart said proudly,”I give it to you, cherish it.”

Professor McGonagall accepted the trophy he handed over with trembling hands. Lockhart thought she was too excited. He raised his head and raised his nostrils to the sky,”Haha, don’t be excited, Professor McGonagall. This is just a part of my Quidditch career. A small achievement.”

Unexpectedly, Professor M

cGonagall was completely angry!

In fact, Lockhart did not say that the officials of that competition wanted to use his reputation to attract teams to participate. As a result, after waiting for a long time, they didn’t even get a single registration application. Received.

In desperation, Lockhart had to hire a team of two pheasants to act as actors, and he also won the first Quidditch trophy in his life. He decided to give this trophy to Professor McGonagall. It was quite painful at the time, but for the sake of his life, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Seeing Professor McGonagall accepting his little gift, he stood up and said loudly to the professors around him:”Don’t be impatient, everyone, I I prepared a small gift for everyone.”

The expressions of Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout, and Mrs. Hooch, who were looking at him with theatrical eyes, all changed.

Lockhart stood up with the bag in hand, and took turns giving small greetings to the professors. Object.

What Professor Flitwick got was a pair of height-increasing shoes, which Lockhart accidentally saw on Muggle TV. He felt that this thing was very suitable for Professor Flitwick, who was less than 1.5 meters tall. Professor Levi looked at the pair of pink shoes, his eyes dull.

What Mrs. Hooch got was a handwritten note that Lockhart stayed up late to make. It was full of his carefully summarized (×) random (√) ideas. Diqi skills

……

Every time he distributed a gift to a professor, the face of the professor who received the gift would darken.

Hermione looked at everything that happened at the guest of honor seat with an expression of disbelief,”Merlin, what is he doing?”

Ives covered his mouth with his left hand. He was really afraid that he couldn’t help laughing..

He didn’t know whether Lockhart would die because of the curse, but he knew that after today, every other professor in the school would not want his life.

Suddenly, with sharp eyes, he saw Fred bending down and sneaking up to Lockhart’s seat.

Fred carefully took out a bottle of potion from his arms and dropped a few drops into Lockhart’s glass of red wine.

After doing all this, he touched it back carefully.

Lockhart didn’t find out about this, he was still handing out gifts elsewhere, and what about the other professors who found out about it?

Including Professor McGonagall, they all chose to remain silent.

It can only be said that people should not be so disgusted with dogs as Lockhart, Ives sighed.

Lockhart turned around and returned to his seat. Under Snape’s playful gaze, he picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp – he had already been extremely thirsty after talking so much.

On the other side, Fred quietly sneaked to the Ravenclaw table and sat down in the empty seat next to Avis.

“What medicine did you put in the cup you just gave Lockhart?”Ives asked curiously.

Fred made a silent gesture. He was afraid of being overheard.

He whispered in Ives’s ear:”This afternoon, George and I were at Slater. When Lin was selling prank props, he picked up a bottle of hair loss potion in the corner. There was also a small note underneath, asking the person who picked it up to find an opportunity to use it for Lockhart.”

“Anyway, George and I had been unhappy with Lockhart for a long time, so we conveniently took it away.”He said nonchalantly.

At the guest of honor, Lockhart, whose face was glowing, was working hard to cut the steak on the plate.

Suddenly, he felt that his hair began to itch. Then, his flowing blond hair gradually fell off… …

Lockhart became a bald head!

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There will be another chapter later, please change the update time, one chapter around 24:00, and one chapter after 24:00

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