Absurd Quiz

Outside Hogwarts Castle, in the afternoon, the rain still sounded, and Augustus Malfoy Lilian was preparing to take a Defense Against the Dark Arts class. After they finished their meal, they walked out into the cloudy yard. Not far away, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were standing chatting. Harry was with a little boy who was probably in the first grade. As they approached, the conversation between the two of them was heard in the ears of the three of Augustus.

"Hello, Harry? I--I'm Colin Creevey," he said breathlessly, taking a timid step forward. "I'm in Gryffindor too. Do you think--can I--I can take a picture of you?" He raised the camera expectantly.

"Photograph?" Harry asked blankly. "That way I can prove I saw you," said Colin eagerly, taking a few steps forward. "I know everything about you. Everyone told me. How did he disappear etc, you still have a lightning bolt scar on your forehead now." (his eyes search Harry's hairline) "A boy in my dorm said if I used the right developer potion, the photo people will move." Colin took a deep breath, trembling slightly with excitement, "This is interesting, isn't it? I didn't know the weird things I would do until I got the letter from Hogwarts. Things are magic. My dad is a milkman, and he can't believe it. So I'm going to take a bunch of pictures and send him. Maybe I can stand next to you and ask your friend to help you click? Then, can you sign a name?'

"Signed photo? You're sending autographed photos, Potter?" Draco Malfoy's loud, high-pitched voice echoed in the yard. Harry turned his head to find Augustus Lillian and Malfoy standing next to each other, listening to their conversation, and in an instant, Harry's face was as red as a freshly ripe apple.

"Get in line!" Malfoy yelled at the crowd. "Harry Potter is sending out autographed pictures!" "I didn't. said Harry angrily, clenching his fists. "Shut up, Malfoy. "You are jealous. Colin said sharply, his entire body as thick as Crabbe's neck. "Jealous?" said Malfoy. "Jealous what? I don't want an ugly scar on my head, thanks." I don't think having your head cut out makes you that special. I do not believe!"

"Eat the slugs, Malfoy," said Ron angrily. "Be careful, Weasley," Malfoy sneered, "you don't want to get into trouble again, or your mother will have to come and take you back." He made a shrill voice. "If you don't follow the rules again—" a group of Slytherin fifth-year students next to him laughed loudly. "Weasley wants an autographed photo, Potter," Malfoy smiled smugly. "It's worth more than his house." Ron drew his wand.

"What? The timid Weasley dared to draw his wand and fight like a man. It's funny, I don't think you could last ten seconds in my hand!" Malfoy's pupils revealed a dangerous look.

"Okay, Draco, stop here, it's time for class." Lillian's voice just fell, what's going on, what's going on?" Gilderoy Lockhart suddenly strode towards them from outside, Turquoise robes fluttered behind him. "Who's posting autographed pictures?" Harry opened his mouth to explain, but Lockhart put an arm around his shoulder and exclaimed cheerfully, "Don't ask! We meet again, Harry!" Beside Lockhart, humiliated with a fever. He saw Malfoy back into the crowd triumphantly. "Come on, Mr. Creevey," Lockhart greeted Creevey with a grin, "two-person photo, it's a good deal, we'll both sign you." Colin clumsily picked up the camera, and in the afternoon The class bell pressed the door. "Come on, go to class," Lockhart called to the crowd and led Harry to the castle. Harry was still in his grip, wishing he had known a clever escape spell.

Augustus shook his head. It was too tragic for Harry to be targeted by such a person. Turning around, Malfoy Lilian left the scene with Augustus and walked towards the classroom.

When the class was seated, Lockhart cleared his throat loudly to quiet them all. He reached for Malfoy's "Walking with the Trolls" and held it in his hand, showing the winking photo of himself on the cover. "I," he said, also blinking, pointing to his picture, "Gildrow Lockhart, 3rd Class of the Order of Merlin, Honorary Member of the League Against the Dark Arts, five-time Witcher Weekly > Most Charming Smile Prize - but I don't talk about that, I didn't exorcise Wan Lun's female ghost with a smile!"

He waited for everyone to laugh, and a few smiled faintly.

"I see that you all bought my entire book - great. I thought we'd start with a quiz today. Don't be afraid - just see how well you read and how much you understand.." he posted After finishing the paper, he went back to the podium and said, "Give you thirty minutes. Now - start!"; Harry looked at the paper and read: 1. What color does Lockhart like best? 2. Gilderoy What is Lockhart's secret ambition? 3. What do you think is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date? And so on, three full pages, the last question is: 54. Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday What day was it? What was his ideal birthday present? Half an hour later, Lockhart collected the papers and looked at them in front of the class.

"Damn, who cares what color he likes, and what does his ideal have to do with us? Do you know if these will improve our theoretical knowledge or dueling skills?" test paper.

"That's right, this is the most absurd test. I've never seen a teacher with such thick skin test us by sending the basic information of his hobbies and hobbies as test questions. Is Dumbledore old and confused? Choosing such an unreliable teacher is a genius to know about his strange situation." Lillian also complained, as if this was the first time she and Malfoy were on the same front.

"Since Dumbledore chose this teacher as a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts, he naturally has his deep meaning, maybe we just don't understand it." Although Augustus also disliked this person's behavior, it did not prevent him. He thought to a deeper level, but there was insufficient information to see more comprehensively.

"It's as much as you can do. To be honest, I don't know anything about his information." Augustus frowned and looked at the test paper.