Chapter 1202

I am very happy that you, as his students, can still come to see him. I think he should also be very happy..."

Darren nodded vigorously.

He also believed that Lockhart would be very happy to see him.

So, when this healer finally led them into Lockhart's ward, he revealed a cheerful smile.

He practically threw himself to the side of Lockhart's hospital bed.

Then he looked at him with an expression full of remorse, but in reality, schadenfreude.

"Oh, Professor Lockhart, do you still recognize me?"

Lockhart, of course, still recognized him.

How could he not recognize a mortal enemy?

Lockhart glared fiercely at Darren with his one movable eye. Darren was laughing so hard he was almost shedding tears.

He wiped the corner of his eye and, putting on a full act, said: "Look, Professor Lockhart must have forgiven me. Look at him, how excited he is!"

"Is, is that so?"

Harry leaned in with disgust.

Then he saw Lockhart's vicious expression. Harry's teeth itched with hatred.

He still remembered how Gilderoy Lockhart had bullied Darren back then. And now he was still glaring at Darren.

It was just that Darren was too innocent to see it.

But he wouldn't let Gilderoy Lockhart off so easily!

He quietly used his wand to give Lockhart's waist a hard jab, and seeing his eyes widen in extreme pain, he then smiled guiltily.

He patted Darren on the shoulder and said: "Yes, look at how happy and excited Professor Lockhart is. He must still recognize you.

However, he is too excited, and that is not good for his body. Let's stay a bit further away from him!"