From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 "Why does he look a little messy?"

　　 mess?

William couldn't help but once again looked at Lockhart, who opened the door and came in—the robe was still the extremely dazzling emerald gown, neat and tidy as if it had just been taken care of, the hairstyle was not messy, and it felt like it had just been beaten. After waxing, the smile on the corner of the mouth is still the kind with the most teeth. Where is the mess to talk about?

　　 "You are mistaken, Professor Xinjid, how messy this is, it seems to have been taken care of just now, so you can definitely participate in the dinner party."

　　 Just took care of it?

　　 William recalled the thought of skipping his own mind and found that it was very possible—but it was not a big deal, it was nothing more than a slight cleanliness, not to mention colleague relations, even friends did not have a standpoint to say anything strange.

　　 "That is, if you want me to say that your alchemy class has too few courses, it should be included in the third grade electives like the rest of the subjects."

　　 "Huh?" The alchemy professor accused by Adams narrowed his eyes and showed a silly smile.

　　 "Well, it seems I should do something serious. The special effect fertilizer is estimated to be impossible this month. Alchemy experiments can't always use dragon dung as a material, right?"

　　 "Don't do this, Professor Sprout will kill me, especially this month, the school's beating willow was injured, and the fertilizer is estimated to be a big gap."

　　 "Hit the willow?"

　　 William heard the name, and just about to ask a question, he suddenly heard an enthusiastic voice.

　　 "Ha, William, how did the first class feel?"

　　 Lockhart walked toward the three of them in a spring breeze. If he hadn't known that the professor had just finished the class just like himself, William must have thought he had returned from a victory or had some important discovery.

　　 "Not bad, the students are very obedient, and the classroom order is also good, but I started to get nervous for the meeting, but it will soon be better."

　　 "That's good, it looks like you did it pretty smoothly, how is the atmosphere in the classroom, is it joyful enough?"

　　 Lockhart showed his classic smile.

　　 Happiness?

　　 William thought about it carefully, he was quite happy, but it is estimated that the group of students writing thesis should not be very happy.

　　 But before William could answer, Lockhart answered on his own.

"Of course, of course, I'm not targeting you, Professor William. It's just that I have been dealing with Defence Against the Dark Arts during many years of adventure travel—well, the name of the new course is too confusing, just call it that. I have a strong understanding of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Some more original insights, more interesting things have been experienced."

"This is not to show off, Professor William. I am often tired of fame, but I hope people will pay more attention to my strength and my adventures. The students are very interested in my adventures. It's nothing. I'm just here. There are only some strengths in this respect, I believe you will be an excellent professor."

　　...

　　 A long series of non-stop words almost dazzled William, and it took him a long time to understand what the enthusiastic professor meant—probably to teach him how to teach.

　　‘I’m definitely one step behind the magic used for self-defense. I am a famous adventurer. It takes me such a short time to learn magic by myself. I haven’t mastered the silent spells well, so I have to use partial knowledge to make up for it. ’

　　 Considering these, even if Lockhart said that William didn't approve of the teaching method, he still patiently listened to him for a long time.

　　‘It’s weird, why is it just theory, not reality? Is this a hidden hand? ’

　　William winked while trying to absorb something useful, but he didn't find anything useful for a long time—part of the knowledge was even a version that was not well summarized many years ago.

This made the conversation more and more meaningless, but the other two professors who were in the audience were also interested. They controlled the length of the lecture and said a lot of useful tips in attracting students’ attention—mainly Adams said, The alchemy professor occasionally inserted a few words to indicate that he was still participating in the discussion.

　　 "That's it, Professor William."

　　 Lockhart finally ended his lack of nutrition preaching after a long conversation, and waved his hand and left the faculty lounge.

　　 He didn't even forget to show his unusually standard smile when he waved goodbye.

　　 Almost as soon as he left, Professor Sinjid took out a mirror from the small drawer and took a serious picture of his slightly aggressive hairline.

　　 "Fortunately, fortunately, I swear that since I graduated from Hogwarts, even Professor McGonagall has not been able to preach like this."

　　 "Maybe, maybe this professor is strong, but he is not very good at teaching people?"

　　 Adams is cautiously defending Lockhart at the end, but even he still does not deny that Professor Lockhart may not be very good at educating students.

　　 "After all, the manuscript can be revised, and there is so much time to prepare for reality."

　　 William is also a little uncertain—the story in the book is not a big problem from a professional point of view, but after only half a day of communication, it seems that Professor Lockhart didn't even know what to do in class.

　　 Does he treat teaching as his own adventure?

　　 After all, adventurers and professors are completely unrelated businesses. Not everyone is a master, and they can make perfect and professional explanations while taking risks. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Not to mention this is not to explain adventure, but to teach a systematic course.

But in any case, the bunch of useless advice from Professor Lockhart just now, William didn’t intend to listen to a word—he even suspected that the professor was dry in his lectures, and the students had a mentality of coming. To listen to it.

　　 But this speculation was too insulting for a formal professor, so William didn't share his views at all.

　　 But when it came time to rest in the evening, William soon discovered that this view was not his exclusive.

I don’t know if it was Professor Lockhart who was about to say that his adventures had offended which professor for a long time, or if he tried to show that he was a wizard in all aspects, who looked uncomfortable. At dinner, the whole Huo The teachers and students of Gwarts, including the ghost, all knew what happened this afternoon.

　　 While teaching the second-grade students, Professor Lockhart brought a cage of aggressive elves to the classroom—in the next hour and a half, the second-grade students suffered a disaster.

　　 It is said that it took the house elves a full half an hour to restore the classroom to its original state-you know, it takes less than half an hour for any of them to clean the messy room.

　　 "This is only the first class-three students have entered the school hospital!"

　　 "Professor Lockhart didn't seem to distinguish the difference between the school and his adventure jungle."

　　...

　　In Lin Lin's remarks, almost all professors have the same consensus—Professor Lockhart may be a great adventurer, but he is definitely a lame professor!

　　Ps: Eyelids are fighting, the second chapter will be released at noon tomorrow (should I be finished?).