Chapter 312

They saw Neville at the door at a glance.

Neville pursed his lips; he stood in place, seemingly wanting to say something, but the expressions on Ron and Harry's faces made him retreat unbearably.

Seamus and Dean were quite excited.

They even rushed up and patted Harry and the others on the shoulder.

"Cool, of course, it would have been better if you had notified Darren in advance."

"Yeah, but you guys are still awesome!"

The two's comfort made Harry and Ron a little happier.

But the next morning.

They couldn't laugh anymore.

Because when they were eating in the morning, they didn't see Darren at the Slytherin table.

Meaning he was still in the infirmary.

And they also received a Howler sent by Mrs. Weasley.

This was a red envelope.

And when they got it in their hands, it started to smoke.

Neville said he had received one too, and then he suggested they destroy that letter.

Harry suspected he was lying.

Because it was easy to tell when Neville was lying.

It was just that he didn't understand when he had offended him.

But at this time he couldn't think that much anymore; the Howler had already been opened by Ron.

"The car is gone, do you know how worried your father and I were?"

"Dumbledore wrote to us, you almost killed Darren..."

"You set a bad example for Ginny..."

"Your father has to face an investigation by the Ministry of Magic, and might very well lose his job, all because of you..."

"If you don't follow the rules again, we will bring you back!"

The Howler ended.

Harry and Ron's heads were buzzing.

They could even hear the cheers from Slytherin.

Even Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff had quite a few people laughing.

Clearly, their action this time was not as popular as they had imagined.

Harry felt terrible.

He didn't even have the mood to eat breakfast.

Hermione also snorted at them.

Clearly still a bit angry.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall came to distribute the class schedules at this time, which diverted many people's attention.

"The first class is Herbology."

Ron said in a low voice.

He didn't dare to speak loudly at all.

Because everyone in the Weasley family was glaring at him.

They lowered their heads and went out of the castle together.

Herbology class was held in the greenhouse.

Various magical plants were cultivated there.

Professor Sprout was a stout professor.

Her hat had patches on it.

She walked over here angrily, with some bandages on her arms.

Harry noticed she was coming from the direction of that injured Whomping Willow.

A Lockhart was also standing next to her.

Unlike Professor Sprout's unhappiness, Lockhart's face was brimming with a smile: "Just now, I demonstrated to your Herbology professor how to bandage the Whomping Willow..."

He said a bunch incessantly, and finally said: "Right, Harry Potter, come out for a moment."

Harry was pulled out blankly.

Then he heard him say: "I understand you, Harry, I heard from your Professor Snape that you just want to be famous...

Your brother Darren has achievements, you must be unconvinced... you are not like me... in short, all of this is just the beginning!"

Harry was speechless.

He suddenly discovered that besides Snape, he had another professor he hated the most at Hogwarts.

Lockhart!