Chapter 165: What Have You Been Through in These Few Months?

Andy took a deep breath. Where did this little girl come from?

I was just bragging!

"Luna, the Forbidden Forest is very dangerous. Centaurs are also very hostile to wizards. They are not a friendly race." Andy decided to do his duty as a senior. He couldn't just watch the little girl learn bad things, right?

Luna nodded and said nothing. She just continued to eat happily.

Hermione glared at Andy, "Next time if you talk about topics that violate school rules, it's best to do it near Gryffindor students."

Andy: "?"

Is it you? Hermione, your character is broken!

After dinner, after a short rest, Andy and Hermione went to the astronomy tower to count the stars... Well, it was an astronomy class.

With Gryffindor.

"Today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was terrible."

"Oh my god! Who would have thought that Professor Lockhart couldn't even deal with the Cornish pixies."

"The classroom was a mess."

"Neville was even hung from the ceiling."

Before the astronomy class started, Andy heard the little wizards from Gryffindor complaining about this afternoon's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

What pixies?

Cornish pixies?

Are they the eight-inch, blue-skinned, pointy-faced little guys who like to play pranks?

This...?

The winner of the Order of Merlin, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic Society, the famous Professor Lockhart... couldn't even deal with these little guys?

Andy suspected that he might have heard it wrong.

Andy turned around and asked a little Gryffindor witch, "In your Defense Against the Dark Arts class this afternoon, Professor Lockhart taught you to deal with Cornish pixies?"

"Yeah!"

The little witch nodded, "What's wrong?"

Andy said in disbelief, "Lockhart...can't even deal with Cornish pixies?"

"No way!"

The little witch was obviously a die-hard fan of Lockhart. She argued, "Professor Lockhart just wasn't ready."

Andy: "..."

What does this have to do with being unprepared?

That's a Cornish pixie.

What is the status of these little things in the wizarding world? Probably just like mice in the Muggle world!

Can't an adult Muggle deal with a few mice?

Unless his hands and feet can't move at all.

How could an adult wizard not even be able to deal with Cornish pixies?

Andy thought Hermione could handle those little things.

Andy turned around and looked at Hermione. "I feel like our Defense Against the Dark Arts class this year is going to be written off again."

"I think there might just be an accident."

Hermione is obviously also a fan of Lockhart. "Maybe we can only really understand the truth of the matter after we have taken the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"Hey! Lockhart can't even deal with the Cornish elves. I don't think he can use magic at all." This is the only explanation Andy can think of.

"Think about the books he wrote!"

The little witch argued: "You have also read them. How exciting are his adventure stories? Maybe Professor Lockhart was just injured, or... um..."

Hermione hesitated for a moment, and obviously couldn't find a suitable reason to perfectly excuse Lockhart.

"Isn't it? "Andy raised his eyebrows.

The little witch snorted and picked up the textbook and pretended to read it.

Andy ignored her.

At this moment, the string called "reason" in Andy's mind was basically broken.

I spent so much money on the books...

Lockhart's complete set of books is more expensive than the price of all the textbooks combined.

That money was earned by Andy after two months of hard work.

Damn Lockhart!

And damn Dumbledore!

"Just wait for me! "Andy gritted his teeth.

Andy quickly sorted out his connections in his mind.

Malfoy?

Andy shook his head, I'm afraid not.

This kid was fooled by Andy last semester, I guess he won't be so easy to fool this semester.

Make a preliminary selection!

"Hmm..."

A name suddenly flashed through Andy's mind.

Rita Skeeter.

She is a super famous reporter, known in the wizarding world for her exaggerated reports and fabrications.

She can always find out those little-known secrets, and then fabricate them, and finally report them with three-tenths of truth and seven-tenths of falsehood.

Andy likes to read the news she writes.

As long as you analyze it carefully, you can find out the hidden truth from her reports.

"Maybe I can write her a letter."

Andy pondered in his heart: "But before that, I have to find evidence. "

If Lockhart is really a fake, at least he should get the money back for the books.

By the way, let's trick Dumbledore again!

Can't you spend more time to find a more reliable professor?

I just want to study hard, why is it so difficult?

...

At the same time, at the door of Malfoy Manor.

Pah!

With a light sound, Snape in black appeared out of thin air.

Looking at the open door, Snape quickened his pace and walked directly in.

Manor living room.

Narcissa Malfoy put two glasses of red wine on the coffee table. She glanced at Snape, nodded slightly, and was about to sit down next to Lucius Malfoy.

"We have some private matters to discuss." Snape said unceremoniously.

Lucius Malfoy patted Narcissa's hand upon hearing this, "It's a little late, go back and rest first."

After Narcissa left, Lucius looked at Snape with some surprise, "Where have you been these two months? Why is there no news at all?"

Snape looked at Lucius, "Did you do something stupid?"

Lucius frowned, his face looked a little bad.

"That thing has fallen into Dumbledore's hands."

Snape said in a deep voice: "The Ministry of Magic's action this time was originally instructed by Dumbledore, and his purpose was to find the things left by the Dark Lord."

Lucius's face changed upon hearing this, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but he soon returned to normal.

Voldemort has been dead for more than ten years, what is there for him to be afraid of?

"You mean the diary?"

Lucius took a sip of red wine, raised his lips slightly, and said, "I thought that thing could cause some trouble for Dumbledore! If he is expelled from Hogwarts, maybe you can become the headmaster."

Snape stared at Lucius, whose expression was a little unnatural. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Snape roll up his sleeves.

That's the Dark Mark!

Unlike the dim and almost disappearing marks in the past, the Dark Mark on Snape's arm is lifelike and still twisted unnaturally on his arm.

"This is...!"

Lucius's face changed drastically, and he quickly pulled open his sleeves. The Dark Mark on it was still dim.

"Severus, you...?" Lucius looked at Snape with fear in his eyes.

What have you been through in the past few months?