The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

At dinner time, the students who had been out for an afternoon finally returned to the auditorium again.

Link also had dinner surrounded by Cedric and others.

Unlike the tense atmosphere he imagined, Link's return did not arouse a violent reaction from everyone, and everything was the same as usual except that people would talk about him from time to time.

This is normal, after all, the guys who have the guts and the will to trouble Link have already been punished by Professor McGonagall.

Link didn't care about that either.

Now his mind is still on Emily and Lockhart.

Especially the latter.

Lockhart's final performance was just too bizarre.

It was so weird that Link had some bold guesses.

"Gaba!"

In one bite, he smashed the roasted meat in his hand together with the brittle bones mixed in it, and Link's expression became firmer.

Now, he doesn't mind doing some extravagant actions.

Even being expelled from Hogwarts is acceptable as long as he can save Arkham the Basilisk and prove to Emily that he is not the heir.

At this moment, Cedric, who was sitting beside Link, gave Link a slight push, and then pointed to the crowd gathered in the hall and said:

"Is the parchment on the sign real? Is Lockhart really going to have a practical open class tonight?"

"That's what he said in class today."

Link replied with an expressionless face.

Cedric couldn't help but chuckle.

"Ha! What is he going to do? Go ahead and give me a play about fighting?"

Hearing that, the Hufflepuffs sitting around were also laughing and laughing, and one of the tall boys also echoed:

"That's actually pretty good. It's been boring me all this time! Even Lockhart's boring drama can be enjoyed for fun, right?"

As soon as he said this, the laughter around him grew louder.

However, Link shook his head imperceptibly.

He knows very well that if his conjecture holds true, then tonight's open class will be particularly exciting!

...

Two hours later, Lockhart finally appeared in the auditorium.

Different from the class in the afternoon, at this time he changed into a tight-fitting set, with tight wrists and ankles, which was obviously more suitable for activities in classical outdoor clothes, and also wore a triangular boat hat on his head.

I don't know why, looking at him, Link always has a sense of seeing Robin Hood in the picture books of the 1960s and 1970s.

Especially since his whole body is light green from hat to pants...

However, Lockhart feels very good about himself. As soon as he appears, he involuntarily poses and signs autographs for those fans who have followed him until now.

Of course, the name is not a white one.

In the midst of the noise, the fans who got their autographs were soon directed by Lockhart to start the construction of the open class venue.

The specific method is also very simple.

As long as all the long tables of the four colleges are removed, one of them is selected and placed in the center of the auditorium, and finally a thick layer of dark purple carpet is placed on it and it is over.

It's a pity that this is easy to say, but when it comes to choosing the stage table, it's stuck.

Because no one wants to be trampled on the table they use to eat every day.

In the end, it was Professor McGonagall who came to the scene and made a brand new long table to help Lockhart solve the venue problem.

"Classmates, now I announce that today's open class officially begins!"

On the long table half a person high, Lockhart raised his hand and shouted, like the host in a circus announcing the start of the performance.

And the 'audience' in the audience was also very supportive, applauding and cheering again and again, very excited.

It's as if there's really going to be a burlesque show later.

In fact, with the exception of Link and other students who just took the Defense Against the Dark Arts class today, most of the others really think so.

They thought the same as Cedric and the others, only treating this open class as a fun in their boring life under house arrest.

As for things like 'Lockhart can really teach them something', they never offered any hope.

Lockhart clearly wanted to get the students serious.

So after the opening, he began to briefly describe the theoretical knowledge he had said in the afternoon class.

It's a pity that the crowd, whose interest was already suspended, did not have the heart to listen to his lectures, and protested loudly one after another.

For a while, the auditorium became noisy and chaotic again.

At this time, Snape, Professor Flitwick and others were sitting quietly in their seats watching the play, without the slightest idea of ​​going up to help, even Professor McGonagall, who usually dislikes students messing around. the same.

After all, the students need to vent, and she just doesn't like Lockhart either...

Amid the boos, Lockhart put the tip of his wand to his throat, and after releasing the Amplifying Charm said loudly:

"Okay, everyone calm down, let's go to the formal demonstration stage. But before we start, I need two classmates as the two sides of the actual demonstration. How about it? Anyone willing to try it?"

As soon as these words came out, the students who were still noisy in the audience suddenly quieted down.

Everyone has been frightened by Lockhart's previous "dramatic performance teaching", and no one wants to go up and suffer.

This made Lockhart a little embarrassed.

He scratched his head, and suddenly his eyes lit up as if he had thought of something interesting, pointing in the direction of Slytherin Academy and shouting:

"Just you, classmate Malfoy! Come up, please!"

Everyone's attention immediately shifted to Draco in the direction Lockhart pointed, and then there was a burst of cheers from the crowd!

"Oh! Malfoy! Come on up!"

"No Malfoy heard! Are you a coward?"

"I bet 1 gold Galleon coward Malfoy dare not play!"

"I bet 10 silver xikes!"

"I bet too!"

...

Amid the commotion, Malfoy's expression instantly changed from calm to surprise, and then from surprise to gloom.

He heard it.

The voice from Gryffindor was the loudest in the crowd. This was Chi Guoguo's revenge!

It's just that others have said so, does he still have room to refuse?

Grinning his teeth, Draco slowly climbed up the long table.

After seeing this, there was a burst of laughter and whistles from the audience.

"Don't be nervous, boy, they're all jealous of you! As the heir to the Malfoy family, you have to get used to being noticed."

Lockhart patted Draco on the shoulder comfortingly.

Hearing that, Draco nodded, and his face became a little better.

After all, although the reason given by Lockhart is not reliable, it is quite effective for self-soothing.

But soon Draco's expression collapsed again.

Because Lockhart had just finished comforting him with his front foot, and shouted again with his hind foot:

"Then we will invite another opponent! Link Foley!!~"