The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Professor Sprout bandaged the willow very quickly. Several damaged branches were hung with bandages, which looked a bit ridiculous, like a person with a broken arm, wrapped in a plaster and wearing a bandage.

However, Albert's focus was more on the cave hidden under the Willow, the passage leading to Hogsmeade's Shrieking Shack.

If Professor Sprout wasn't here, he would really like to go in and see.

Having said that, when Sirius Black broke into Hogwarts, how come no one thought that the other party might bypass Hogwarts' protection magic from here?

Professor Sprout obviously couldn't have not found the cave under the tree.

forgotten?

Sure enough, there are some things that cannot be investigated in depth, and once they are investigated in depth, a bunch of loopholes will be found. Maybe, I had checked here too, but Blake had left early.

After all, who would pay special attention to a dog if no one was reminded?

Albert did not continue to think about these questions, because someone came this way, it was Gilderoy Lockhart.

The timing of this guy's appearance was just right, as Professor Sprout was almost finishing his treatment of the Willow.

"Good morning, Professor Sprout, and Mr. Anderson." Lockhart greeted the two of them with a radiant face, "Last night, I heard that the beating willow was seriously injured, so I came over to see if I could help treat it. , I also encountered many magical plants during my travels."

"I've almost finished the treatment of the beating willow, don't bother you." Professor Sprout said dryly, obviously a little impatient with Lockhart's appearance.

"No, don't bother, I'm also very good at healing magical plants." Lockhart had already drawn out his wand and cut off some of the broken branches on the tree.

"Be careful, bow your head!"

An anxious voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and the trunk of the willow was swept out of thin air, and Lockhart, who was pruning the willow with his wand, was caught off guard by the branches and was thrown out. , fell heavily to the ground.

The next moment, more branches fell towards Lockhart on the ground, causing him to roll to the left in an embarrassed manner to avoid the heavy knocking branches.

When the whole body of the punching willow was slanted, and when he was about to use the thick branches to slap Lockhart into flesh, the violent offensive suddenly quieted down, and a crisis was resolved out of thin air.

"Oh my god, are you all right, Professor Lockhart." Albert asked worriedly.

Professor Sprout looked at the results just now being destroyed like this, and looked at Lockhart, who was in a state of embarrassment, and the sullen expression on his face could not be less.

"It's great, Mr. Anderson. He controlled the beating willow in time, and Gryffindor scored 10 points." Professor Sprout said to Albert with a smile, "Please send Guidrow to the school hospital."

"Good professor." Albert heard Professor Sprout's implication, waved his wand and summoned the stretcher, then moved Professor Lockhart, who was lying on the ground groaning, onto the stretcher, and fixed the person on the stretcher with a belt. On the stretcher, when he was about to carry the person to the school hospital, he heard Professor Sprout's voice behind him.

"Very good magic, Mr. Anderson, plus ten points for Gryffindor." Professor Sprout was obviously delighted by what happened to Lockhart.

There is no doubt that Lockhart was really unpopular with professors.

"Then I'll go first!" Albert followed the floating stretcher back to the castle.

"Can you let me down, Mr. Anderson?" Lockhart struggled, as if he wanted to get up from the stretcher. He didn't want the other students to see his embarrassed appearance.

"Professor Lockhart, I suggest you don't move around. The beating Liu just hit was hard enough, maybe breaking a few bones." Albert's gentle voice sounded in Lockhart's ear: "In view of the black Professors of Magical Defense are always cursed, I think you should ask Madam Pomfrey to check on you, lest there be any undiscovered injuries that cause you to die suddenly and unexpectedly."

"If it was someone else, this might not be the case, but the cursed black magic defense is too weird. I suggest you don't do anything dangerous to avoid accidents."

Lockhart's expression suddenly froze, and Albert's soft whisper made him horrified like a devil.

Yes, he remembered his position as the cursed Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

So, is it because of the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class that Liu Ren suddenly attacked him just now?

Have you made a wrong decision.

At this moment, Lockhart regretted a little why he had taken over the position.

On the way to the school hospital, several students he met all cast curious glances here, and Albert believed that this incident would soon spread in the school.

After Albert carried Lockhart into the school hospital, Mrs. Pomfrey looked at Lockhart on the stretcher with a strange expression, and listened to Albert's narration while examining, not knowing what she was muttering.

Albert vaguely heard what seemed to be two broken bones, fortunately no internal organs were injured, and they were handled properly, which made Lockhart even paler.

Next, there was nothing about Albert. When he came to the hall, he heard a lot of girls talking about Lockhart being injured and being carried to the school hospital.

As soon as Albert sat down next to George, a group of girls gathered around and asked what was going on.

Hearing Lockhart demonstrate to Professor Sprout how to treat the beating Liu, and when he was severely injured by the tree, several boys around were stunned and stunned.

"Don't look at me, that's how things are." Albert spread his hands helplessly and said, "Probably this is the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"

Of course, Albert wouldn't say that he quietly loosened the scar, causing the beating willow to attack Lockhart.

"The curse is terrible. I didn't expect it to take effect on the first day of school." Lee Jordan said in an exaggerated tone, sounding a little schadenfreude.

Just then, they all shut up, because Professor McGonagall asked about Lockhart as he passed the timetable along the Gryffindor table to them.

After hearing Albert's remarks, Professor McGonagall actually gave Albert an extra five points.

"It seems that Professor McGonagall doesn't like Lockhart either." Fred muttered softly as he watched Professor McGonagall leave.

George and Lee Jordan also nodded in agreement, otherwise how could they give Albert extra points?

Just as everyone was discussing Lockhart's misfortune, a loud noise filled the entire auditorium.

"...Steal the car, I wouldn't be surprised if they fired you..."

Albert looked sideways at Fred and George with a strange expression, and the voice seemed to be Mrs Weasley.

After the roar stopped, he even felt a buzzing in his ears.

All the students in the hall turned to look at the long Gryffindor table, wanting to see who had received the roaring letter.

"Ron got the shouting letter," muttered Fred. "I've never seen Mom so angry."

"Me too." George was terrified.

While talking, the two of them looked in the direction of Ron, and saw that their younger brother had buried his head in the dinner plate in shame.

This is the price of failure to pretend!

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