Chapter 281
“The professor doesn’t know what he will teach us in this class?”
“Who knows, just don’t review things like this... Review, review, every day All the professors are talking about review... The OWLs exam is still a while away. Isn’t it too early to review?” Now that I'm in the library every day, the curse is probably stable..."
"That's not sure, and the same goes for that guy Nash... Besides, don't forget Granger, he's not easy to suppress. People from the past.”
…
The surrounding students were talking a lot, mainly because the current Defense Against Dark Arts class is a rare and interesting class.
Lockhart comes up with something new in every class, making the class very active. Although he seems to have no desire to let students review, everyone likes this state.
There are too many professors for review, but there is only one interesting one!
Even Andrew found it interesting - although he occasionally suspected that the professor didn't care about final grades, he did learn a lot from Professor Lockhart this semester.
Half of the credit for deciphering the contents of Valgadu's transfiguration system was due to Professor Lockhart's little tricks taught step by step!
“That’s weird...should it be in class?”
“Yes, but where is the professor?”
…
When Andrew was distracted, The topic of class changed - anxiety arose among the students, and everyone began to wonder why the professor hadn't arrived yet.
Although there is a probability of providing a surprise, the time is a bit too long.
It was about seven or eight minutes after class started, and almost everyone turned their attention to Andrew.
"I'll go take a look. Maybe the professor forgot the class schedule..."
Andrew said to his classmates with a smile and stood up.
‘It shouldn’t be. Professor Lockhart’s energy is so strong that it can’t be used up. How did such a loophole appear? ’
He was even a little worried, but what was there to worry about being late?
It's possible that you overslept or forgot - after all, a professor split it into seven parts and used it, so it's okay for him to forget it in a hurry.
‘It’s best to be busy publishing papers. If Professor Lockhart is still there next year, it will actually be very good... You have to dig out some things from the bottom of the box next year, right? '
He thought optimistically, walked to Lockhart's office door, and knocked on the door - no response.
Again.
Still not there, and it is locked.
‘Go to the teachers’ lounge? ’
He ran over, but unfortunately, there was no one. There was only one professor, and he was the one with a somewhat, um, troubled reputation.
"Minerva has something wrong?"
Professor Snape glanced at Andrew. Although his tone was not too happy, fortunately he did not dislike Gryffindor's special attack.
"No, Professor, I was just looking for Professor Lockhart. He didn't go to class. I came here to see my luck."
"Didn't go to class?"
Snape's depression His voice was louder, "Oh, is this how the professor Albus hired worked?"
'I almost forgot that Professor Snape was equally hostile to every Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. But Professor Lockhart will be more equal because of his personality...'
But it is really difficult to say this, and Professor Snape has already stood up.
"Then let's go and find out what Professor Lockhart is up to."
'You just want to prove to your face that the Dark Arts Professor is not good...'
Andrew didn't need to guess what the professor in front of him wanted to do, but he couldn't refuse.
"Go to his office first, maybe he is sleeping..."
Snape floated in front with a sarcastic voice, and Andrew could only follow him - it was best to sleep, As a seventh grader, it’s hard to say to take a nap, but it’s understandable.
There was still no response to knocking on the door, and the door was still locked. But Professor Snape glanced at the door lock, and his expression suddenly changed.
"It's locked from the inside, locked with magic from the inside."
"Huh?" Before Andrew could say anything, the door was opened by magic.
The office is empty, but the living room door inside is ajar, and there is a disgusting smell coming from it.
"Vomit!"
Snape barely paused.
The door to the living room was opened, and Professor Lockhart was lying on the table. Vomit spread from the table to the floor, making the smell of the whole room unbearable.
“Poisoned?”
‘Poisoned? ’
Before Andrew could react, the professor, whom he suspected of being seriously adulterated, turned Lockhart over and used his wand to open his eyes to observe.
"Not dead, but saved. I'll get the medicine. You watch the scene. It's best to call the elf and ask Madam Pomfrey to come over."
It's rare for Andrew to see Snee. Professor Pu became serious.
"Okay."
He nodded, and while Professor Snape ran to get the medicine, he called the elf and asked it to notify Madam Pomfrey.
Then I started to observe in the room.
Although he has sent many students to be detained here, this is his first time here.
The style is not very good. Although the books on the bookshelf are cleverly disguised, they still look fake at first glance. I haven’t done much reading.
‘Who gave the poison and who caused trouble in the school? '
He shook his head and couldn't think clearly, but suddenly caught a reflective spot on the ground - it was a small glass bottle, which looked like a potion, but the bottle contained a large amount of Wax for protection…
'Don't touch, wait for someone...'
Mrs. Pomfrey even rushed in front of Professor Snape.
"Oh my god, who did it?"
She carefully began to look through Professor Lockhart, "It can be saved, but this poison...who did it?"
Andrew saw Madam Pomfrey picking up her wand and intending to clean it up, but she gave up on her own initiative.
"Wait for Professor Snape to confirm, he knows better about the poisoning."
"No, I don't know."
Professor Snape even brought He gasped for breath, "I can't analyze it, so I can only use stupid methods to hang his life first...and then crack and study it in a targeted manner..."
As he spoke, he took out a fecal stone and stuffed it in.
“By the way, Professor, there is an empty bottle on the ground. I suspect it was poisoned there.”
Andrew pointed to the clue.
"Bottle? Yes, potion bottle."
Professor Snape picked it up, looked at it, smelled it, and even poured out a drop of the remaining potion with his finger. .
Then he looked at the pile of vomit.
The expression on his face became extremely cold again, even a little disgusting.
"Felixir, inferior quality, more toxic than ordinary ones..."
"Felixir?"
Mrs. Pomfrey's surprised voice.
“Yes, Felixir, dizziness, recklessness and dangerous arrogance, and the toxicity will accumulate...”
“Felixir poisoning... is very serious.”
He concluded with obvious disgust, "I finally know why he is so 'courageous'."
(End of Chapter)