Chapter 33: Speechless About the Pure-Blood Family

Lockhart looked at the young wizards below, their mouths slightly open in surprise, faint smiles on their faces. The scene just now had been carefully designed by him. First, he used a rune to absorb all the light, then cast a flashing spell to form a beam of light. Just like celebrities and singers on stage in his previous life, he used this technique to grab the attention of all the young wizards. Then, through an illusion spell, the carefully constructed scenes in his mind were projected into the dark classroom.

Trolls, vampires, werewolves, and even dark wizards—all were illusions. The original body did not have these memories; they were virtual scenes Lockhart had constructed based on his knowledge, memory, and imagination during this period. His inspiration for the battle against the dark wizard came from the movie's depiction of the seventh-year Harry Potter fighting Voldemort. It was all to highlight his own strength and elegance. His purpose was to capture the psychology of these little wizards completely.

This group of young wizards had just come into contact with magic and were in a stage of great curiosity about it. Lockhart's goal was to stimulate their interest in magic fully. As a professor, he preferred good students and naturally hoped his students would listen attentively and learn magic well. This is a basic quality of a teacher. On the other hand, Lockhart wanted to establish his persona and gain recognition from the system. Later, no matter what these young wizards learned or what magical knowledge they mastered, he could quickly acquire it.

Also, a new magic system would be born in the future world, which required the acceptance and approval of many wizards. This started with the young wizards. Therefore, he had to be careful. Maybe these little wizards would be his helpers in the future. Thinking of this, the smile on Lockhart's face became even brighter.

"Okay, today is your first Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Lockhart didn't think for long. He quickly came to his senses and said to the expectant little wizards below: "Everyone should have understood just now..."

"Now, it's time for me to get to know you. Next, I will call your names."

With that said, Lockhart picked up the roll call book in his hand, smiled at the young wizards sitting below, and said, "Whoever's name is called, please stand up and briefly introduce yourself."

"Let's start with Alice Eudora."

Alice was surprised when she heard Professor Lockhart call her name. She quickly stood up and said hurriedly: "Professor Lockhart, I am Alice Eudora from Ravenclaw House."

"Don't be anxious, Alice. Take your time. Just briefly tell us what you like, if you've mastered any magic, and what kind of magic interests you," Lockhart said comfortingly, seeing the little witch Alice a bit panicked, her face slightly red.

"Okay, Professor." Lockhart's soft voice seemed to bring great comfort to Alice. Although her voice was still childish, she quickly calmed down and introduced herself with some excitement: "Professor, I like to eat dragon's milk cheese and chocolate frogs. My mother bought me your books, and I really enjoy them. I know two spells, Lumos and the levitation spell, though I'm not very good at levitation yet. I hope to learn more powerful magic in the future and defeat the monsters we saw earlier. I especially liked the scene where you were fighting, Professor."

"Haha!" Hearing Alice's innocent words, Lockhart laughed heartily. "I also enjoy magical snacks. Dragon's milk cheese is quite delicious. I'll bring you some next time."

"As long as you study hard, I'll teach you a series of useful and interesting spells. Then you can go on adventures with your companions and fight monsters." Hearing Lockhart's promise, Alice's nervousness melted into a bright smile.

"Thank you, Professor Lockhart. By the way, my mother is also a fan of your books. She collects all of them, and I love reading them."

"Hahaha!" Lockhart laughed out loud, a bright smile on his face. He felt that little wizards were much better than the adult students he taught before. Most of his previous students only knew how to make him angry, delay projects, or make mistakes in their papers. The little Alice witch in front of him was still a child but very cute and interesting.

Lockhart motioned for Alice to sit down and called the next name.

"Dennis Fawley."

A young wizard from Slytherin House, wearing dark green robes, stood up gracefully. Lockhart noted the elegance of his posture, typical of ancient nobility, and nodded slightly. Pure-blood families were stricter in raising children than ordinary families.

"Dennis, please briefly introduce yourself." Although Lockhart had his reservations about pure-blood families, he spoke gently. After all, children are always innocent. As a professor, if you can't see through this, your life would be in vain.

Dennis Fawley stood up, recalling his father's instructions, and said in an aristocratic tone with a hint of arrogance: "Hello, Professor Lockhart. I come from one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families. I'm a Slytherin. I enjoy all kinds of powerful magic and hope to lead my family to greatness in the future. It's a pleasure to meet you, Professor Lockhart. It's an honor for us in Slytherin House to have a famous adventurer like you teaching us Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Lockhart shook his head slightly, feeling a bit speechless about the pure-blood families clinging to the same old routines. Not all little wizards were as cute as Alice. He felt a bit exasperated with these pure-blood families.

After a few simple compliments, Dennis sat down with a smile on his face. Lockhart continued calling names, slowly becoming familiar with each young wizard's name, appearance, hobbies, magic skills, and family background.

"Morton Carter."

"Betsy Murphy."

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