Chapter 485: Understand

Darren looked at Lockhart at the teacher's table, feeling it was getting more and more interesting.

This professor really didn't look like a smart person.

From the start of school until now, he had offended almost everyone in the school.

But Darren had started to suspect it since he read the original book.

Could a real fool be sorted into Ravenclaw?

Could a real fool think of using other people's experiences to write books?

And Darren noticed that the books Lockhart wrote were still very fun to read.

There was absolutely no problem using them as adventure novels.

Could such a person be a fool?

Even if his magic was trash, he wasn't a fool.

So what this guy had been doing all this time must have been to get kicked out by the teachers and students of Hogwarts.

It must have been Dumbledore who insisted on bringing him here.

Today, this guy was probably doing it on purpose.

Who in their right mind would use a bunch of ugly dwarves as Cupids?

Darren complained.

Of course, he thought that what Lockhart did had nothing to do with him.

However, he thought too much.

As soon as class started, Darren was grabbed by two dwarves.

"Darren Potter, you have a dozen musical messages!"

One dwarf said with a gloomy face.

A dozen?

Had the girls at Hogwarts gone crazy?

Darren opened his mouth; he really wanted to take out his wand and kill these guys, but for the sake of his little-saint image, he squeezed out an awkward smile and said: "How about this, I have Potions class now, why don't you come back after class?"

"No! You must listen to them now!"

The two dwarves said fiercely.

Darren originally wanted to cast a Confundus Charm on them, but he noticed that Snape had already appeared from the edge.

So he immediately revealed a disapproving expression and said: "I can't listen now, I have to go to class, class is the most important thing, how could I miss Potions class just to listen to these?"

After he finished speaking, he made as if to leave.

"We don't care!"

The two dwarves thought he was really going to leave, so they immediately grabbed his schoolbag.

Darren was happy inside; he wasn't afraid of them not making a move, he was afraid of them not making a move.

Was this something you could understand about the "porcelain-touching" (scamming) of my Great Celestial Empire?

Just by being pulled on his bag, Darren sat on the ground with a "bang."

His whole face was pale.

"You, you guys..."

He clutched his chest, putting on an extremely uncomfortable look.

"Darren!"

Snape almost rushed over.

He waved his wand and petrified the two dwarves.