Chapter 143 The Textbooks Are Actually Seven Autobiographies

Aaron was speechless when he saw Hermione's admiring look.

"Other legends have several titles, including our great headmaster Dumbledore, but this..." Aaron looked at the book with some embarrassment and read the name of the protagonist, "Gilderoy Lockhart.

This Gilderoy Lockhart actually used a book to introduce himself. He is not just narcissistic!"

"Aaron." Hermione looked at him angrily, "You can't say that about Professor Lockhart. He is definitely famous in the wizarding world."

"That's true." Ron nodded, "My mother is his most loyal fan. His autograph session packed Flourish and Blotts."

"Is it really that great?" Aaron couldn't help but doubt it. Although there is no false reputation under a great reputation, he must have some skills to be so successful.

But the description in this book is a bit exaggerated. He bets that even Merlin would not be so outstanding at the same age.

Hermione closed "Traveling with Vampires" and looked at Aaron seriously and said, "Professor Lockhart is so good, otherwise he would not have been hired as a professor at Hogwarts."

"Are you so sure? Just based on this book?

Hermione, I always thought you were the kind of girl who could always stay rational, but now it seems that my judgment is a little wrong.

Harry's reputation in the wizarding world is not low, but after really getting in touch with him, you will find..."

"My reputation and ability are completely mismatched, right!" Harry said with a wry smile, "I know this is the truth, but can you please not say it in front of me?"

"Sorry." Aaron laughed awkwardly and turned to look at Hermione, "I haven't seen Lockhart, and I can't judge a person by his appearance, but I have no idea whether he is qualified to be our teacher. The teacher is skeptical. "

"You are prejudiced."

"Maybe!" Aaron shrugged, "but this prejudice is definitely not because he wrote an autobiography for himself, but because he asked us to use this autobiography as a textbook.

Excuse me, his behavior is somewhat irresponsible.

We can't even learn by ourselves with this kind of textbook."

"You..." Hermione snorted, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Professor Lockhart will prove his talent with practical actions, and you will have to apologize to him when the time comes."

"You are a bit unreasonable."

"No, you slandered a great wizard first.

Didn't you receive any letters from the school during the holidays?"

Aaron was stunned for a moment. All his letters during the holidays were intercepted by Jins, including the letters from Hogwarts.

He didn't dare to flip through the letters sent by friends, but he handled the letters sent by the school himself.

Seeing Aaron's bewildered face, Hermione guessed something, "It seems you didn't receive it."

"What does it matter?" Aaron asked puzzledly, "If the school needs anything, Jeans will do it for me. If my parents are not around, he will be my first guardian."

"No wonder." Hermione knocked on the cover of "Traveling with Vampires", "We have to prepare seven textbooks like this, all of which are Lockhart's great deeds."

"Seven books? The same type of... autobiography?" Aaron's mouth twitched. If he had only three points of doubt before, now this doubt has increased to seven points.

Lockhart asked students to use his works as teaching materials, which may be a bit of showing off and narcissism, but it cannot rule out the possibility that he has real talent.

After all, Professor Snape never brought textbooks to class, but who dares to doubt that his potion learning has flaws?

But seven books is a bit exaggerated. At least in Aaron's opinion, a powerful wizard will never waste his peak period on writing books.

And these are seven books. If the contents of the books are what he imagined, it proves that he has little ability. But if the contents of the books are what he experienced personally, it proves that he has little ability.

The time of traveling, plus the time of writing the books, is at least ten years. Lockhart seems to be less than thirty years old, which means that before he was twenty years old...

Hiss! It's terrifying to think about it!

In other words, either this new professor is a rare genius with the talent of a god of magic, or he is a villain who has no ability but is particularly good at taking shortcuts. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why he can get along so well.

"It's amazing, isn't it?" Hermione asked with a smile, "Vampires, werewolves, female ghosts, ghouls, night demons, trolls, etc., etc., he has come into contact with these dangerous magical creatures."

Aaron smiled far-fetchedly. He didn't dare to tell his guess to a brainless fan, otherwise Hermione might slap this thick book on his head.

At this time, Vice Principal Professor McGonagall came over and distributed the class schedule to every student.

"This is your schedule for this semester. I don't want you to be late for class again." Professor McGonagall said, looking at Harry and Ron meaningfully.

The two lowered their heads in shame. They were late for the first class last semester.

Professor McGonagall was about to leave after handing out the schedule to prepare for her first class of the new semester.

But she had only walked a few steps out of the hall when Aaron, who was following behind her, stopped her and said, "Professor, wait a moment."

"Mr. Gaius, is there something wrong?

I remember that the first class of Slytherin didn't seem to be Transfiguration!"

Aaron pointed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class on the schedule and said a little embarrassedly, "Excuse me, Professor McGonagall, how much do you know about Professor Gilderoy Lockhart..."

"Why are you asking this?" Professor McGonagall asked puzzledly.

"I'm just a little curious." Aaron scratched his head. "Professor, you know me well. I won't ask you this question for no reason."

Professor McGonagall thought for a while and said, "His book is well written."

Aaron:......

"That's it?"

"That's all I know." Professor McGonagall spread her hands. "Hogwarts professors are either invited by the school, recruited by the school, or recommended by others."

"Then who is he?"

"He came here to apply for the job." Professor McGonagall said, "Not long after you had your vacation.

The school lacked a substitute teacher for a course, and he happened to come to the door. With Harold's reputation in the wizarding world, we have no reason to refuse.

And his book introduces various dangerous creatures in detail, which complements this course."

"Any more questions?"

"No more."

Aaron looked at the Defense Against the Dark Arts course on the schedule thoughtfully. He didn't expect that the school professors didn't know Lockhart's true level.

But it doesn't matter. You'll know if it's a mule or a horse after you take him out for a walk.

Slytherin had a history of magic in the morning, and Professor Binns walked through the blackboard into the classroom.

He told the history of the goblin uprising, which was a little more interesting than the history of the school's founding last semester.

Aaron had no interest in this history, but out of respect for the teacher, he still took notes.

The second class was Herbology, and they had to learn from Professor Sprout how to repot the mandrake.

Mandrake is a dangerous magical plant. It may not be anything compared to the Whomping Willow, but its cry can make people unconscious. However, mature mandrake is an important ingredient in the preparation of many antidotes and is very valuable.

Professor Sprout wore earmuffs and gave a simple demonstration.

She pulled a seedling out of the pot, and the seedling, like a fat-headed doll, suddenly opened its mouth and made a sharp cry, but no one could hear it.

The mandrake seedling looked very angry, gnashing its teeth, and its roots and branches were shaking constantly.

Professor Sprout didn't spoil it. He decisively stuffed it into a new flower pot and buried it with wet compost.

After that, Professor Sprout motioned everyone to take off their earmuffs and talked about precautions.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult." Draco said indifferently.

"Draco." Aaron shook his head meaningfully, "I used to think like you, but I tell you as a person who has experienced it, never compare yourself with your teacher before you become a teacher. This is quite stupid behavior."

Draco was stunned for a moment, and looked at Aaron with some surprise, "How much psychological shadow did those teachers leave on you during the holidays?"

"Haha! Guess?"

"Okay, put on your earmuffs and try to operate it yourself." Professor Sprout said.

The two did not continue to talk. They put on earmuffs and gloves to isolate poisonous tentacles, and each pulled out a mandrake seedling from the flower pot.

Aaron looked at the mandrake in front of him. Its teeth were particularly sharp. It struggled hard, trying to break free and get back into the soil.

"It's quite strong!" Aaron smiled meaningfully, then winked at Abe.

The Holy Dragon roared, jumped onto the table, and slapped the Mandrake's body with one claw. It was immediately dazzled, and when it reacted, it saw a grinning magical animal. The most terrifying thing was that there was still some saliva hanging from the corner of its mouth.

The Mandrake seedling immediately closed its mouth, without screaming or struggling, and seemed particularly well-behaved. It didn't seem to be the same species as the ones in other people's hands.

Compared with being eaten, changing to a new living environment is not so unacceptable.