Chapter 227
Sirius's Revenge
Chapter 227 Sirius's Revenge
"Then what about our Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"I thought Dumbledore might find a substitute teacher for you - don't worry, this has happened before."
Professor Flitwick comforted him, "You just need to wait patiently for a few days, and a truly excellent wizard will come to teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts."
The students were relieved.
But Flitwick knew that this was not that easy.
Over the years, Hogwarts has had more Defence Against the Dark Arts professors than all other subjects combined.
Excellent... at least there are not many wizards whose moral character can be trusted and who are currently unemployed, and the rumors of the curse make most people feel hesitant.
Only Snape had always wished to teach the subject, but Dumbledore never agreed to his application.
……
The media reporters were more efficient than Professor Flitwick had expected, and the next morning they saw Lockhart's photo in the newspaper.
The blond wizard was taken into the Ministry of Magic with his hands tied, and Scrimgeour pushed away the camera with a fierce look on his face - this scene was repeated repeatedly in the newspapers.
"I informed my father!"
A Slytherin student proudly said to the people around him: "When I saw Lockhart being taken away by the Aurors, I knew it must be big news, so I immediately sent a message to my father! This photo was taken by him!"
"Okay, that's clever," one of their prefects asked, eyes downcast, "but why did you say it?"
He gestured to the side and saw many girls with red eyes from crying staring at the boy viciously.
"It's over, he's in trouble." Michael said gloatingly.
Vader turned to Harry: "If they knew you were the one who caused it..."
Harry quickly shushed her and said with a bitter face, "Please, don't mention it."
They had been chatting in the Friends' Book last night, and Sirius had proudly told them that it was he and Lupin who had reported Lockhart.
[Sirius: This is a return gift to that guy! Let him know to respect other people's arms in the future!]
The words he wrote on the paper were written with great force, as if he was still angry after all this time.
[Remus: Michael told us that Lockhart often made things difficult for you, and Sirius was really angry.]
Lupin's words carried a hint of reproach: [Harry, why didn't you tell us? ]
[Harry: I don't think he's making things difficult for me... Professor Lockhart just likes to have me perform on stage and take photos with me. He seems to think that I like to be in the spotlight as much as he does.]
[Remus: Do you want to perform? Do you want to take a picture with him?]
Harry quickly replied: [Of course not! ]
It was a long moment before Lupin's reply appeared verbatim.
[Sirius: Silly boy, this is the dilemma.]
[Remus: Harry, even if he is a professor, you can refuse him. This is your right.]
The news about the two people appeared almost in no particular order. Wade seemed to be able to see their helpless and distressed expressions through the parchment.
Harry was silent for a long time, maybe he was reflecting on his bed in the dormitory. Wade interrupted:
[Weider: Someone saw a few guys who looked like dark wizards in Hogsmeade last weekend. Could they be you and the Aurors? ]
【Sirius: Haha, it's us. 】
[Sirius: Scrimgeour was planning to ask Lockhart out and arrest him. But I heard that he was ordering flowers for Valentine's Day, so I persuaded Scrimgeour to wait until Valentine's Day.]
[Sirius: Isn't it his favorite development in novels to have a dramatic turn of events in full view of the public?]
Wade suddenly felt that Sirius and Michael must have a lot in common, as their revenge was both persistent and brutal.
In a way, they also have some Slytherin traits.
……
On the third day after Lockhart was arrested, it was heard that the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic had been flooded with letters, and Scrimgeour himself received a large number of Howler letters.
Witches across Britain seemed to be fans of the charlatan author, and they wrote countless letters to prove that Lockhart would not commit a crime and to denounce Scrimgeour for having no right to treat him so harshly.
The public's intense reaction prompted the Ministry of Magic to expedite the trial of Lockhart's case and publish the evidence in newspapers.
Most ordinary people have a natural trust in the government, and the wave of opposition quickly subsided. Except for a few die-hard fans who still worked for Lockhart, the vast majority of his fans turned to accuse Lockhart of deceiving everyone's feelings with despicable means.
After the Defense Against the Dark Arts course at Hogwarts lost its professor, other professors who had no classes could only take turns to teach several grades. But when they opened the textbooks, they were all silent.
All the books for the seven grades are Lockhart's novels and autobiographies, and less than one thousandth of them are nutritious.
"Okay... okay..."
Professor Flitwick, who was teaching Wade and the others, took a deep breath and said:
"Close your books, children. We don't need these for our Defense Against the Dark Arts class. You should learn how to use magic to protect yourself and yourself from dangerous creatures."
The students, who had long since grown tired of the dramatic performance, happily stuffed their books into their desks and cupboards and looked at Professor Flitwick expectantly.
"Let me think about it..."
Professor Flitwick stroked his white beard, frowned and thought for a long time before saying, "According to the progress, you should now learn how to drive away the dwarf pig monsters... Does anyone know the characteristics of this creature?"
Several hands went up.
"Miss Greengrass." Professor Flitwick pointed to someone at random.
Daphne Greengrass stood up and said, "The dwarf pigs look like little pigs. They sneak into the pig sty and pretend to be ordinary pigs, bringing disease to the farm."
Terry from Ravenclaw added: "The piglets are fast and hard to catch."
"Very good, one point each for Slytherin and Ravenclaw." Professor Flitwick nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Does anyone know how to deal with them?"
The students fell silent for a moment.
A few seconds later, Malfoy's voice rang out: "Pure white dogs can drive them away - the Ministry of Magic's Department of Creature Management and Control has even bred a dozen albino hounds for this purpose."
He looked around slowly and said, "My father provided a batch of funds last year to feed those picky eaters."
"Yes, the dwarf pig monster is afraid of white dogs, one point for Slytherin."
Professor Flitwick ignored Malfoy's next words, looked at the students and said, "There is a simple spell that can help us find the dwarf pig monsters in time to prevent them from causing greater damage..."
(End of this chapter)