Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 538: Lockhart’s story

The production of Marauder's map is far simpler than Albert imagined. It only took him a little time to successfully produce the prototype of the map.

It's just that, because I'm not skilled enough, I couldn't expand the scope of the Marauder's map to the entire Hogwarts Castle, and I couldn't target only Ginny Weasley for the time being.

The only thing that makes Albert happy is that after the Marauder's Map is successfully created, a skill called Monitoring Map will appear on the skill panel.

The rest is naturally to optimize and improve the map you want.

"I don't know, can you also mark the basilisk on the map." Albert muttered while looking at the Marauder's map in his hand.

Stuffing the map into his jacket pocket, he left the Room of Requirement. Since Isobel lost the time-turner, the time they spent together has shrunk dramatically, and even the date needs to be scheduled in advance .

Although Albert can use his own time converter to send himself and Isobel back an hour ago, there are still many inconveniences.

After breakfast in the hall, Albert headed straight to Hagrid's hunting lodge.

Well, you said roommate

Early in the morning, Fred and George were excitedly driven to the Quidditch pitch by Woodra.

Lee Jordan is still awake.

This guy had so much fun at unboxing and unpacking last night.

If you think about it carefully, Fred and George, who are also having fun, are actually quite pitiful. They need to run on the court in the first week of school.

Maybe it's September, the weather around Hogwarts is not as hot as it used to be, and winter is quietly approaching.

Albert walked along the gravel path to the hunting lodge, reached out and knocked on the wooden door, Fang Fang's scratching of the door soon sounded from the room.

"Who!"

Hagrid was wearing an apron and carrying a rooster. When he opened the door and saw Albert outside, he couldn't help but joke, "Come in, our world champion. ."

"Here's to you!" Albert handed a box to Hagrid.

"What is this?" Hagrid rubbed his hand on the apron vigorously, took the box that Albert handed over, and asked in confusion.

"Fudge."

Albert handed the box to Hagrid, squatted down and rubbed the dog's head, and took out a packet of dried fish from his pocket to feed the hounds.

"Actually, you don't have to buy this kind of thing for me." Hagrid sighed and urged, "Don't waste Galleon in the future."

"No, I didn't buy these things." Albert said casually, "In the last newspaper incident, a lot of people sent me a bunch of packages, and I tore them all up last night, I found a bunch of snacks, so I brought some to you."

Albert usually doesn't eat anything given by strangers, and he gives away all the snacks he got from unpacking.

Hagrid looked at the fudge in his hand, then looked up at Albert, suddenly not knowing what to say.

"Do you want to eat?"

Hagrid put the rooster down, went outside and washed his hands with a bucket of water, opened the package, and poured the fudge into a bowl.

Albert doesn't know what to say either, is it bad to eat in a box?

As soon as he saw Hagrid's sausage-thick fingers picking up the fudge, he realized that Hagrid was probably doing it for convenience.

"Aren't you really going to eat?" Hagrid started making tea for Albert.

"I just had breakfast." Albert shook his head and said, "By the way, I want to inquire about some news from you."

"What news?"

"About Lockhart, why did Dumbledore choose Lockhart to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Albert looked at Fang Ya, who was quietly waiting for food, and fed the remaining dried fish, "I'll go I've been through two Lockhart classes, and honestly, it's pretty appalling."

"It's hard to find a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor now." After Hagrid threw a few more fudge in his mouth, he waited for the water in the copper kettle to boil, and poured Albert an amber tea to continue Said: "People don't really want to do it, they think it's unlucky, you should know what I mean."

"Oh, so do you have an impression of Lockhart?" Albert asked again, "I don't think most professors in the school like Lockhart very much."

Hagrid "Lockhart" took a sip of tea and recalled: "Honestly, no one thought that Lockhart would become a well-known writer."

"What kind of person is he?"

"A person who is extremely narcissistic and has a strong vanity." Hagrid nodded heavily, as if to accentuate his tone: "It's because of this that everyone doesn't like it, the one who used to go to school at Hogwarts. For a while, it caused a lot of trouble for everyone."

"Trouble?"

“For example, before a Quidditch game, I carved my name on the Quidditch pitch. Each letter was so large that it took up almost the entire pitch.” Hagrid recalled: “At that time, I gave him it overnight. I was able to clean up the mess, so I was very impressed."

"Like what Lockhart would do," said Albert with a smile, "anything else?"

"Hmm~IndoMTL.com~ Lockhart secretly projected his own portrait into the sky at night, like a black beacon..." Hagrid paused halfway through his words, as if recalling some unpleasant past.

"Dark Mark?"

"Well, you actually know the Dark Mark." Hagrid couldn't help but smile bitterly, "At that time, Lockhart shocked everyone, thinking of his portrait suddenly appearing in the air. , caused a great sensation."

"It seems that he is really narcissistic and likes to recommend himself to others." Albert suddenly asked, "Has Lockhart come to you?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"I think he'll be coming to chat with you soon!" said Albert. "Anything else about Lockhart?"

"Once again, he sent himself a bunch of Valentine's Day cards." Hagrid didn't understand what Albert had just said, "I wasn't there at the time, and then I heard from the professors that there were a lot of The owls poured into the auditorium and sent Lockhart a stack of cards, and the scene was horrific."

"By the way, how about Lockhart's academic performance, I mean his personal ability." Albert simply told Hagrid the deeds in Lockhart's book.

"I don't know, maybe Lockhart has some talent, but he's definitely not a hard-working student, otherwise he wouldn't be so annoying to professors." Hagrid didn't believe Lockhart could make Albert Those deeds just said, "I remember when he graduated from school, everyone breathed a sigh of relief."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. When Hagrid walked over to open the door, he was stunned when he saw the people outside.

"It's really what you said!" Hagrid muttered softly. When he turned around, he found that Albert, who was sitting there, had disappeared.