"It seems quite a few people are already prepared!"
Lockhart noticed that many people were holding letters and cards, and excitedly directed the dwarves to collect them.
The little wizards were noticeably more cooperative today compared to before.
It was not just because of Valentine's Day.
At the last dueling club meeting, Lockhart had given Snape a small lesson, which made many young wizards think that he was actually quite capable.
At least he was not entirely useless.
Therefore, their attitude towards him had softened slightly.
"Alright, little Cupids, it's time to go help our little wizards chase after wonderful love!"
At Lockhart's command, the group of dwarves immediately set to work.
All morning, Lockhart, who had no classes, spent his time fooling around with his group of dwarves.
They kept barging into the classrooms, disrupting the lessons.
This made the young wizards lose interest in the lessons, and the professors were also very annoyed.
Lockhart, however, also liked to add background music, having the dwarves sing out some incredibly cheesy love lines that could make anyone cringe.
"Oh, another love letter from the little witch. Let me take a look."
"Your eyes are as gray as my grandma's pickled cucumbers, you are so dazzling, so handsome!"
Let's have a wonderful time at Hogwarts together!
"Look whose this is? Oh, it's for dear Mr. Draco Malfoy!"
The smile on Draco's face froze the moment he heard the name.
As it turns out, the smile does not disappear; it just moves to someone else's face.
Theodore, Pansy, and others sitting near Draco were laughing uncontrollably.
Even Argus smiled slightly.
"Draco, go see who sent you the letter!"
"Yes, yes! Let's go take a look!"
A group of his friends kept shoving Draco forward.
Draco's face turned as red as a monkey's bottom, and he had no intention of going over.
He directed Goyle behind him: "Goyle, go and get me the letter! Tell them to stop singing!"
Goyle obediently stepped forward and took the letter from Lockhart's hand.
He handed it over to Draco obediently.
"Alright, let's see who's next!"
Lockhart did not care and pulled out the letter to check on the next unlucky person.
"Oh, another letter from the little witch."
"It seems our little wizards at Hogwarts are quite popular!"
"This letter is for Arg..."
Lockhart could only manage two words before he was unable to finish.
He glanced awkwardly at Argus.
Argus only glanced at him briefly, but it was enough to make him break out in a cold sweat!
The green-glowing magic wand had appeared in his nightmares quite often a few days ago.
If you offend other junior wizards, at most they'll just talk badly about you behind your back.
At most, they'll play pranks.
But if you offend this person, he's really capable of ruining you!
Lockhart wiped the sweat from his brow.
"Um… Professor Flitwick, I suddenly remembered that I still have some letters in the office that I haven't had time to reply to."
"I won't keep you from continuing your class."
After saying that, he turned and left with the twelve dwarves.
At first, he could maintain some composure, but once he got a little further away, he took off running!
It was as if some terrifying monster was following behind them!
"Alright, little wizards, it's time to continue the lesson!"
Professor Flitwick's shrill voice pulled everyone back to reality.
"Next, we will learn the Mantra of Revealment, which can make hidden information appear."
"Read after me, Aparecium!"
"When you chant the spell, gently wave your wand, making a semi-circle with it!"
"Argus, why isn't Professor Lockhart reading your letter? I'm waiting to hear it!"
Professor Flitwick spoke from above, and Draco spoke from below.
He had thought he could become buddies with Argus, but Lockhart had run off without even saying a word.
He had been left to hang alone.
This greatly displeased Draco.
Argus chuckled: "Who knows? Maybe he remembered he hasn't replied to the love letters he received."
Draco gave him a look that said, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
The class was over.
Lockhart did not dare show himself in front of Argus until dinner.
He was afraid that Argus would bring up past grievances with him.
...
Lockhart certainly did not dare to mess with Argus, but that did not mean he would not dare to cause trouble for others.
Upon learning that Argus had no classes that afternoon, Lockhart immediately went to where Harry, the most talked-about figure at Hogwarts, was.
For Lockhart, a savior who could bring him fame without stealing his thunder was the perfect person to leverage.
Harry was exhausted all afternoon.
But everyone around him treated him like a joke.
The turmoil surrounding the Slytherin heir had not yet subsided, and the exclusion of him persisted.
He tried to hide, but no matter where he hid, the twelve dwarves would find him.
They did not stop until evening.
The only saving grace was that his relationship with his good friend Ron had temporarily improved.
Ron had had a big fight with Ginny after learning that she had written love letters to Argus.
He was seething with anger and poured his heart out to Harry.
"That evil Slytherin must have used a love potion at school!"
"Otherwise, why would so many witches like him!"
"What's so great about him? If I had as many Galleons as him, I'd be a hundred times better than him!"
Harry did not want to say anything bad about Argus, but he also did not want to miss this opportunity to reconnect with his good friend.
All he could do was be a silent listener.
Ron only remembered Harry's current situation after talking until his throat was dry.
A hint of guilt flashed across his face as he recalled choosing to separate from Harry.
He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly changed the subject.
"By the way, Harry, I've thought of a way to clear your name!"
"What method?!"
Harry perked up immediately upon hearing this.
He hurriedly pressed for an answer.
"Did you read the Daily Prophet a while ago?"
"No..."
"It's alright, I can tell you. It says that a similar incident happened at Hogwarts decades ago."
"It was even worse than it is now; a student died because of it!"
"You mean I wasn't even born decades ago, so it's impossible for me to have killed Hogwarts students, let alone become the Slytherin heir, right?" Harry's eyes lit up with excitement.
But in the blink of an eye, he felt disappointed.
"But you're definitely not the only one who's seen the news in the Daily Prophet. Even if they know about this, they'll still... "
"We can find the person involved at the time; he must know some inside information!" Ron suggested.
"But where can we look? So much time has passed."
"Yes, the person in question is at Hogwarts!"
"At Hogwarts? Who is it?"
"Hagrid!"
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