I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 143 Stop fighting!
"Okay, Hagrid, thank you." Harry said sincerely, and Hagrid patted his shoulder with satisfaction and gave him an encouraging smile.

"Well, I'm going to go talk to Professor Dumbledore about something, if you don't mind." As he spoke, Hagrid lifted the dead chicken in his hand.

"Well, go ahead, Hagrid." Harry secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If this continued, he didn't know what to do. He was really afraid that Hagrid would see through his true face.

But in fact, Harry was overthinking it. Although Hagrid was careless and rough, he was actually very thoughtful. But now his mind was full of having a good talk with Dumbledore about the dead chicken, and he had no time to think about anything else.

After saying goodbye to Hagrid, the three of them arrived smoothly at the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Lockhart had already started today's class. Seeing the three of them were late, he snorted and made a sound like the one that had troubled him for years with rhinitis: "Due to your lateness, each of you will be deducted two points. Now... take your seats. I am telling you about my great adventure in Gambia."

"Didn't he say he would be put in detention?" Harry asked Ron in a low voice through gritted teeth.

Ron also replied in a low voice: "I admit that I gambled..."

"Well, gentlemen, I won't put you in detention for such a small matter." Lockhart showed his signature greasy smile and winked greasyly at Penelope, who had turned into Hermione, causing Hermione's goose bumps to dance wildly under her clothes.

"Where's Assistant Professor Tifa, Professor Lockhart?" Harry asked casually.

"Oh, Assistant Teacher Tifa is feeling a little unwell, so I will be teaching this class temporarily." A hint of unnaturalness flashed in Lockhart's eyes.

However, the three little ones didn't notice it. They just found a place to sit down, opened their books and prepared to listen to Lockhart's nonsense.

To be fair, Lockhart's lectures were not boring like Professor Binns's, but rather full of fun - yes, Lockhart's storytelling ability was excellent, he seemed to have been specially trained, his control of emotions and the direction of the story were very good, it would be a pity if he didn't tell stories.

The entire classroom was attracted by Lockhart's story, including the trio. Ron's emotions were even moved by the plot that Lockhart told him. He gasped from time to time because Lockhart was in danger in the story, and he also chuckled because of Lockhart's weirdness.

Time passed by little by little, and Hermione was secretly anxious. She looked at the two fools who were attracted by Lockhart's storytelling, and stepped on them one by one without leaving a trace.

"It's already late, and the get out of class is about to end. Are you still in the mood to listen to his stories?" Hermione growled in a low voice like a lioness. Harry and Ron seemed to see Professor McGonagall's soul possessed by Hermione at this moment.

Although it didn't match Penelope's appearance and temperament, the two of them really had this illusion.

"Then tell me what we should do? We're out of ideas." Ron decided to start - after all, Hermione would always cover them for anything they couldn't handle.

Hermione glared at him and continued her plan in a low voice: "I don't have any good ideas, but... there is a solution that is not a solution, but I don't know if it will work."

"Go ahead." Ron urged in a low voice, "Don't keep us in suspense at this time. Just tell us what you have to say..."

Harry also nodded, agreeing.

"It's just... um." Hermione hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Are you two afraid of being embarrassed?"

"Face? What is that?" The two laughed and said, "We have never worried about this thing. Besides, no matter what we do now, it's not our face that will be lost..."

"That's right." Hermione was relieved now. She glanced at Lockhart who was still telling the story very attentively and said with determination: "In a moment, the two of you pretend to fight... but you have to come up with the reasons, and I will be responsible for breaking up the fight. In this way... maybe Professor Lockhart will be angry and put us in detention."

"Good idea." Ron clenched his fist and pounded his palm. He picked up the books on the table with a chuckle, stood up, stepped on the stool with one foot, slapped Harry on the back, and shouted, "Jack! You shameless man, how dare you set your sights on Penelope? Let me tell you! Penelope belongs to me, Percy Weasley!"

His voice was so loud that it attracted everyone's attention in the classroom, even Lockhart.

The students looked very interested in gossiping. This kind of drama of two men fighting over a woman has always been one of the most interesting topics for people, both in ancient and modern times, in China and abroad.

What's more, the protagonists this time are actually two prefects - Percy is the prefect of Gryffindor, and Penelope is the prefect of Ravenclaw. It's not easy to get such good students at any time.

At this moment, Professor Lockhart's daily bragging story was no longer interesting. Everyone looked at the trio's melon with anticipation, like wild animals running wildly in a melon field.

"Beauty is only for the strong! Weasley!" Harry's acting instinct took over. He put one hand on his waist and pointed at Ron's transformed Percy with the other, shouting, "Come on, I'm not afraid of you! Let's duel! Whoever wins, Penelope will be his!"

"Come on!" In full view of everyone, "Percy" took off his robe, got into a boxing stance, and made a "come on" gesture to "Jack".

"Jack" pounced and knocked "Percy" to the ground. "Percy" gritted his teeth and whispered to him, "This is fake, don't use too much force."

"I understand," Harry whispered back, and then he shouted, "Weasley! Take my punch!"

He threw a straight punch at Percy's nose. It didn't matter that he didn't hold back the force, and Percy saw stars and started crying and snotting.

"Percy" got anxious and bent his knees to hit "Jack" in the middle, knocking him over.

Harry covered his crotch and yelled, "Hey... Weasley! You're playing dirty tricks!"

This really hurts... Ron was so angry that he couldn't control his strength.

If he were to be crueler, the Potter family would be extinct.

No, it was Harry who was really mistaken for Harry Lee.

Hermione saw that something was wrong and quickly walked over to hold them both back: "You...you stop fighting!"

The classmates also started to make a fuss from behind. A senior from Slytherin watched the fun and reminded them from behind: "You can't kill people by beating them like this—"

Indeed, it is difficult to kill someone with fists alone. Using a magic wand has greater power.

After the initial commotion, Lockhart also reacted. He personally stepped in and pulled the two teenagers apart. He frowned and asked, "What's going on? Mr. Weasley and Mr. Campbell, can anyone tell me?"

"You ask him!" Harry pointed at Ron, looking unconvinced. Ron just stared at Harry with his big eyes, not saying anything, but looking at him angrily, obviously really angry.

"I'm sorry, Professor." Hermione stepped forward and said apologetically, "It's all my fault. They started fighting because of me..."

Lockhart shook his head with a toothache expression and said with emotion: "I didn't expect our Miss Clearwater to have the potential to be Helen... Well, in view of the behavior of the three of you, Gryffindor will be deducted forty points, and Ravenclaw will be deducted ten points - in addition, the three of you remember to come to my office tonight, this matter is really too bad, I must put you in detention..."

Harry and the other two looked at each other, and there was joy in their eyes.

"Oh, of course you should be happy." Lockhart showed a greasy smile. "I know this is not a punishment. After all, it is a good thing to let you be alone with a great genius writer... But I must remind you that the tasks in detention are quite heavy. I hope you will regret what you did in class today. I must teach you a heavy lesson."

"Got it, Professor." The trio replied in a drawn-out voice, but they were all filled with a sense of relief at having accomplished their mission.

Just like that, after class, the three of them returned to their respective lounges, and were transported to Louis' office one by one by Percy and the other three using the invisibility cloak.

In order to conceal the truth, some necessary procedures need to be followed.

It just so happens that the effect of their medicine has worn off now.

"You'll never guess what we did today!" Ron said excitedly to Louis as soon as he entered the office: "Aha, Harry and I had a fight in class!"

"So you are very brave." Louis patted Ron's shoulder.

"Just kidding, I'm super brave, okay..." Ron looked very tough, pointing his thumb at himself with a very arrogant attitude.

"What was the final result?"

"Of course it's the three of us who are going to be put in detention tonight..." Ron chuckled, looking like he was taking credit for it.

"I'm curious, Ron." Percy couldn't help asking, "What did you do to make Professor Lockhart put you in detention?"

Ron suddenly looked embarrassed, as did Hermione and Harry. Seeing that Ron was hesitant and unwilling to speak, Percy asked, "Did you three do anything bad?"

He didn't realize the seriousness of the matter yet.

Ron lowered his head and reached out to poke Hermione. Hermione tugged at her skirt, turned back and glared at him, then said, "Uh... let me tell you."

"Actually... well, don't be angry if I tell you..."

"We're not angry. What should we be angry about?" Penelope also became interested. What kind of crazy things did these three people do to make the usually docile Professor Lockhart put them in solitary confinement.

Hermione bit her lip and laughed dryly: "Hehe...haha...in fact, the two of them pretended to quarrel because of me, and even fought in class..."

Percy couldn't help but burst out laughing, and Jack did the same, slapping the back of the stool and laughing until he was out of breath.

Penelope also laughed. After all, it was really funny to see two little boys fighting over a little girl.

After laughing for a few times, Percy suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Wait, they used Polyjuice Potion and became like us..."

Louis added gloatingly, "Yeah, so it wasn't Ron who beat Harry for Hermione, but Percy who beat Jack for Penelope, hahahahaha..."

Percy's face turned red visibly. He held it in for a long time, like an angry bull. He looked around and saw nothing useful. He turned around and pulled out the crystal sword on Louis's desk, shouting, "Ronald! I'm going to kill you!"

Louis quickly used a Disarming Charm to knock the crystal sword back into his own hand. Percy continued to charge forward with a nimble leap, but Ron dodged it.

"Stop right there, Ronald!" Percy was anxious. This was a matter of damaging the girl's reputation. In fact, Jack didn't care. He didn't care too much. The main thing was that Penelope's face looked very ugly.

"Alright Percy." Penelope finally came out to smooth things over: "It's not their fault. If they hadn't used this method, the three of them wouldn't have been put in solitary confinement together."

Upon hearing this, Percy retracted his fist.

In fact, he was reluctant to hit his brother, but he just wanted to give Penelope an explanation.

"Hmph, I'll spare you this time for Penelope's sake, Ronald. Don't do anything that would damage a girl's reputation in the future." Percy snorted coldly and returned to his original position.

"Got it, Percy." Ron knew that what he did was not right, and he answered with a wink and a long tone - in fact, he and Percy did not get along well, and he always felt that Percy was too exemplary. Even though he realized his mistakes, he was still somewhat dissatisfied with Percy's preaching.

"Okay, I'm fine, Percy." Penelope tried to smooth things over. She winked at Louis and said righteously, "For your Highness's plan, what does my personal honor and disgrace matter?"

"Uh, well, thank you for your hard work, Penelope." Louis nodded and accepted the words.

The little scumbag didn't feel any psychological pressure at all about Penelope's words.

"However, the next task won't be so easy." Louis put on a serious face and said to the three children, "Again, you are still free to act as you wish, but your mission objective is clear. You must find out Lockhart's opinion on the Slytherin heir during your communication with him. You can use indirect or sideways methods to get the truth out of him."

"Let Hermione take charge of this." Louis handed the main task to Hermione. There was one thing he didn't say, which was that the brains of these three people all depended on Hermione.

After that, Louis laughed and took out a few ordering cards and laid them out on the table: "Okay, now that we've finished talking about business, it's time to eat... Just like in the auditorium, just write down what you want to eat on the card."

(End of this chapter)