Chapter 277 It Is Wrong to Copy Homework

Cedric's experience made Kyle and Connor feel a little resistant to the upcoming Defense Against the Dark Arts.

But there was no way, this was a basic course, and they had to go anyway.

In the afternoon, the two of them dawdled and came to the classroom designated by Lockhart...

The walls here were already covered with large photos of Lockhart and his various achievements.

In the photos, Lockhart's white and shiny teeth flashed like searchlights.

Compared to the classroom, this place was more like a press conference site...

Kyle and Connor came on time. When they arrived here, the room was already full of students, with only a few empty tables in the last row.

When the two walked over and sat down, the bell for class rang.

Lockhart cleared his throat loudly to quiet everyone down.

He reached out and picked up a Gryffindor student's "Traveling with Vampires" and held it in his hand, showing the photo of himself blinking on the cover.

"Me!"

He pointed at the photo and then at himself.

"Gilderoy Lockhart, winner of the Order of Merlin, honorary member of the Dark Arts Defense League, five-time winner of the Most Charming Smile Award from Wizard Weekly... But I don't talk about this. I don't rely on smiling to keep vampires and me friendly."

Lockhart raised the book again and showed a winking gesture exactly like the cover.

"Is he really the same as you, and has also won the Order of Merlin?"

Connor frowned,

"Why do I feel so unreliable... and what is the Dark Arts Defense League?"

"A once famous organization."

Kyle whispered: "The legendary Auror of the Ministry of Magic, Alastor Moody, and the current Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Barty Crouch, were once members of the Dark Arts Defense League. But..."

Kyle changed the subject and continued: "More than a decade ago, when Harry Potter became the savior, this organization began to decline."

"What they did gradually changed from resisting the dark magic to gatherings and socializing. A few years ago, they even accepted a member who was suspected of being a Death Eater because the other party donated a large sum of money."

"So from that time on, some well-known members, such as Alastor Moody and Barty Crouch, withdrew one after another."

"After that, the value of the Dark Arts Defense League plummeted, and it was left far behind by the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association, which was once as famous as it."

"I know this!"

Connor's eyes lit up, "Professor Snape is a member of the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association, and he also wants me to join."

"That's not easy." Kyle said with a smile: "The review of the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association is very strict. Only those who can brew the Felixir before the age of 30 are eligible to get an admission ticket."

"I know, but 30 is still early, we still have a lot of time, don't we?"

"We?" Kyle raised his eyebrows, "Do you count me in?"

"Don't you want to join?"

"You can give it a try, isn't it just the Felixir..." Kyle said with a smile: "And maybe I will join before you."

"That's not necessarily true... I won't lose to you in potions." Connor wrinkled her nose and rolled her eyes at Kyle.

...

While the two were talking, Lockhart also finished his long-winded opening remarks and began to issue papers.

Kyle and Connor each got one.

"Don't be afraid."

After handing out the papers, Lockhart returned to the podium and said, "It's just a simple test... to see how much you have read and how well you have understood."

"I'll give you thirty minutes, start now!"

Kyle looked at the papers and felt a little toothache.

What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?

What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?

...

When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday, and what is his ideal birthday gift?

There were more than fifty questions, and for the first time, Kyle felt that he had no idea where to start.

Although he had read a few of Lockhart's books, he basically read the deeds in them. As for Lockhart's private goods, he didn't remember them at all.

Mainly, he couldn't read them.

He just remembered that Lockhart seemed to like lilac color, and wanted to sell his own toothpaste? Or was it shampoo...

Twenty minutes later, Kyle's paper still had a large blank space.

He looked at Connor...their papers were about the same, and she was even worse than his.

Although Lockhart would definitely not refuse someone giving him a large pile of gold on his birthday, you can't write it so bluntly.

Kyle scratched his hair. If he had known, he shouldn't have said so much to Lockhart when he was next to the Whomping Willow yesterday.

If he handed in a blank paper now, it would be too embarrassing.

There was no way, to maintain his character, he had to copy it!

Kyle glanced around and quickly identified a Gryffindor witch.

She finished all the questions in just ten minutes, and she was staring at Lockhart with admiration. She was obviously a die-hard fan.

"Okay, that's her!"

Kyle took out his wand and pointed it at a large photo on the wall...

The next second, the huge photo frame fell from the wall without warning and hit the ground with a "bang".

Then the second and the third.

The Lockharts in the portraits were frightened and screamed, and the noise instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Taking advantage of this time, Kyle quickly used the Disillusionment Charm to come to the side of the witch. While the Lockharts in the portraits screamed, he whispered the spell and copied her test paper.

After Lockhart calmed down the portraits, Kyle had already returned to his seat with the copied answers, as if nothing had happened.

"It seems that I have to hurry up and practice the silent spell." Kyle muttered softly: "I was almost discovered when I was reciting the spell just now."

Kanna looked at him with a smile, "Just to copy the homework?"

"That's just one aspect." Kyle said: "Sometimes silent spells are indeed much more convenient."

On the podium, Lockhart tidied up his messy blond hair and said with a smile: "Okay, it's okay. It seems that the portraits are a little too excited like me.

Keep writing, thirty minutes will be up soon."

Kyle copied the standard answers on his test paper according to the copied parchment.

So Lockhart was selling shampoo... He thought it was more likely to be toothpaste.

I have to say, Lockhart really chose the wrong product.

Toothpaste is so good, as long as he smiles, it is the best advertisement.

Looking at Kyle writing furiously, Connor said dissatisfiedly: "It is wrong to copy homework, we should write it ourselves!"

"Is that so..." Kyle thought for a moment and put the parchment in the middle.

"Then let's read it together?"

"Okay!"

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