This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 179 He is the supervisor!

"It's really easy... Professor, it's so easy..."

In his office, Lockhart looked at his face in the mirror and habitually gave that award-winning smile.

It had been nearly a month since he came to Hogwarts, and the only setback he had encountered was being burned by the fire crab's flames when he was preparing to teach the Gryffindor guys for the second time.

'That damned creature...'

After trying to punish it with a spell, Lockhart was surprised to find that he was powerless against the creature - after several attempts, he decisively used a creature of similar danger level to the elf to teach the class.

Anyway, as long as the Gryffindors forced the Hufflepuffs to use their wands, they would be satisfied and think that this was an excellent lesson.

As for the Ravenclaw and Slytherin students - that's even easier. Just mix some study tips with the contents of old textbooks and those students will be fooled.

He even has a reputation among students for teaching students in accordance with their aptitude. Dumbledore is not much better than the wizards outside...

If he had known that Hogwarts’ Defense Against the Dark Arts was so poor, he would have come a long time ago!
Even professional clubs can be formed within the school - he just applied for an organization of a fan club nature and was successful immediately!
Simply... hehe...

He waved his wand casually - I'll wear this robe today, and pair it with this decoration, hmm...

And, give that guy a little punishment...

Damn it, move!

Another spell failed. He walked over quickly, kicked the cage hard, and took out a small bottle from his pocket. He hesitated for a moment but still held back... Then he picked up the wand and pointed it at himself. After a flash of orange light, the smile on Lockhart's face became normal and enthusiastic.

"I can't be angry with this guy. I'm Lockhart... I should go and teach those students how to build my club. I can't let them do whatever they want..."

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"What did the professor ask me to do here? To see more and learn more?"

Andrew looked at the two people who had already started to cast the Traceless Expansion Spell and couldn't help but shook his head. This level of spell was completely different from the spells that could be learned after watching for a while.

But even so, he still carefully observed the entire casting process and wondered if it was possible to learn this spell - but his limited foundation in spells and his decent foundation in Transfiguration told him not to think too much...

'Charms are my weak point, but it takes too much time to make up for it. I don't have that much time to practice and read. But Transfiguration...'

It's not that Andrew is arrogant, but it's impossible for the two people in front of him to use the transformation technique on the decorations that would impress him - even if the other party is the class leader.

But this did not affect the work of the two prefects - the room, which was originally just the size of an ordinary room, began to expand wildly under the effect of the Traceless Expansion Spell, and became twice the size of an ordinary classroom.

"That should be about it. Let's get ready to decorate the floor."

This time it's an area cast - a pretty standard one.

Just as described in the textbook, with spellcasting, erosion, and spread, the originally solid stone floor began to be slowly replaced by wood-like materials, and finally it covered the entire floor of the room.

Fia from the seventh grade was fine, her spellcasting was very standard, but Sheila from the sixth grade was a little unskilled in spellcasting—she was completely like a newbie in terms of range casting.

Andrew has almost learned this technique of tiling. Although he hasn't mastered it yet, it will only take a day or two. Moreover, he can basically conclude that he is definitely much better than Sheila in range casting...

'A little observation is better than nothing? A longer observation can save half a day?'

He didn't know, but he could only watch - his magic power was insufficient, and his Transfiguration couldn't last for a year. If Professor Lockhart didn't plan to hold a Cinderella-themed party, he'd better not get involved in any decoration work, otherwise it would be too embarrassing - think about it, the club activities are in progress, the ceiling, the floor. The decorations, all turned back to their previous appearance, if Professor Lockhart himself sat in a pumpkin carriage pulled by mice, it would be even more like...

'Fortunately, I can use magic to help decorate those things during the next decoration activity. I don't have to watch the whole process. At least I can help...'

Just as Andrew was thinking, Professor Lockhart came with a man, smiling, "Now the floor and space are ready, great!"

"I'm sure you're all familiar with them. Well, of course, there's also classmate Taylor, so you need no introduction!"

Of course not, but Andrew wanted to know why the seventh-grade prefect of his own academy was also abducted?

Is Lockhart just too charming, or did he go to Dean Flitwick for help?

Andrew didn't know it, but he couldn't afford to offend the prefect of his own college.

But the other party's doubts were obviously greater.

"Um, Taylor, what are you doing?"

Obviously, normal students would not think that a student who has just been in the second grade for a few days can master such a high-end spell as the Traceless Extension Spell.

"Supervisor, he is here to supervise the quality of the project!"

The Gryffindor prefect, who loved to watch the fun, happily put a huge pot on Andrew. This big, round pot almost knocked Andrew unconscious - wasn't the matter in the office still not over?
"So that's how it is. But don't worry, Senior Lockhart is one of us. We won't cheat our own people. We will definitely do our best!"

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You have no conscience when you say that!
Who was happily gossiping about Professor Lockhart's love letter incident last weekend?

Although Andrew heard the story from Hal, the source of the information was Hello!
There was no doubt that the class leader was sent by the dean - the previous doubts were answered.

As for the love letter incident, Andrew heard about it last weekend.

Their professor Lockhart, when he was studying, sent himself 800 Valentine's Day cards via owl mail in order to improve his reputation among students!
That was eight hundred owls, and the auditorium was suddenly overcrowded with them that day—the flying feathers and droppings ruined the day's oatmeal.

If she hadn't said that family members shouldn't cheat on their own family members, Andrew almost forgot about this pit!

'Calm down, you have to calm down, Andrew...'

Andrew successfully held back his laughter and watched the entire decoration process with a straight face. Even Professor Lockhart, who was about to brag, gave up talking to him.

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"Great, thank you very much for your help. Each of you will get a signed copy of the Lockhart Life Series! Use it well and don't tell anyone else!"

After the decoration was completed, Andrew and his friends were each given a book from the new series - Andrew's book was "Gilderold Lockhart Teaches You How to Get Rid of Pests in Your Home".

"Damn, the unsold version... Is there anyone in the castle collecting it? Can I exchange it for some Galleons?"

Andrew complained, then he and the others put on a smile, thanked the professor, and left the club room.

"I should be able to successfully cast the standard spell... After all, a lot of changes were made later... It's amazing... It also saves time... Let's go to the laboratory and take a look..."

(End of this chapter)