I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 76 Torture Lockhart

Harry was taken to the Burrow by him and George Fred in early August.

During the time spent with it.

Ron truly felt how biased his mother could be.

Let me put it this way!

If he had taken Lockhart down.

There's no need to say anything.

When he gets back today, his ass will be shattered into eight pieces!

"What happened?" Mrs. Weasley, who had been talking to Mr. Arthur the whole way, did not see what had just happened.

She only vaguely heard someone shouting in front of her!

"I'm alright! I'm alright!" Lockhart scrambled to his feet, dusting himself off. "Hogwarts truly is the greatest magic school; each graduating class is stronger than the last!"

"Of course, I am also a distinguished graduate of Ravenclaw," he said, subtly praising himself.

Then, looking at the children who were no taller than her shoulders, she looked slightly embarrassed.

"You're the most talented kid I've ever seen," he said to Harry. "No wonder you're called the Savior. I bet you're the best among your year's wizards!"

"I?"

"No, no, no." Harry said coldly, having absolutely no liking for this guy who was forcing a smile. "The strongest little wizard is right there!"

He pointed in Irving's direction.

When the public's attention fell on him, a glint flashed in Kyrie Irving's eyes.

He immediately waved and, standing still, introduced himself to the many parents present: "That's right, it's me! I am the strongest young wizard at Hogwarts! Headmaster of Hogwarts! Hufflepuff's rising star! Professor Sprout's darling! Headmaster Dumbledore's precious treasure! Professor Snape's most feared person! Recipient of the 1991-1992 House Contribution Award! Defender of the 1991-1992 House Cup! First in the first year of freshman year in 1991-1992!"

"My name is Irving Sanchez!"

"You uncles and aunts may not recognize me, but that's okay. Your children will definitely know me."

"Did you see the petrification charm that the great savior Harry Potter just used?"

Someone grabbed Harry and shoved him in the face, saying, "Look! Look! A first-year student! Petrification Charm! I trained him!"

"If any of you uncles and aunts have any questions about your children's studies, leave them to me. I will provide one-stop guidance and full-process supervision. From beginner to graduate, I am your most trustworthy foreign teacher."

"Please contact my secretary, Miss Granger over there, for details."

"One Gallon per lesson, no worries about exams for ten lessons! Remember me, Owen Sanchez! Guardian of children's learning!"

After saying that, Irving made a V-sign with his right hand and bowed slightly to the empty applause around him.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Cough!

Ron has moved one point further away from Irving.

If there were a hole in the ground beneath his feet at that moment, he would definitely jump down without hesitation.

But Irving felt great.

Regardless of whether the performance was awkward or not.

In short, didn't all the parents present remember his name?

Hey!

The methods don't matter, the result is what matters!

"Uh." Lockhart's lips twitched slightly.

He had a premonition.

In my professional career, I have encountered an opponent.

Fortunately, Mrs. Weasley smoothed things over.

He quickly changed his mood and, forcing a smile, invited the group of fans into the bookstore.

The book signing event continues.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Why should we spend money on such useless books?" Ron stared at the stack of Lockhart's works, his eyes reddening.

Merlin's beard!

That's expensive!

Moreover, they have five children—all of whom need books.

"I strongly suspect he's after the Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship just to sell his own books!"

"Despicable!" Irving spat at the scoundrel who stole his ideas.

The worst thing about getting rich is having someone crash your car. "I'm going to write books someday too. I've already thought of the titles: eight books in a row called 'Harry Potter,' plus a few 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them' books and some romance novels with biographical elements! Humph! When I become the headmaster, all the young wizards will have to buy them, or they won't get their acceptance letters!"

He said fiercely.

"Uh! Why did you have to write about me?" Harry said helplessly. He was just an unknown little wizard!

I don't want to be targeted by Kyrie Irving—I'm scared!

In his ear, Irving could hear Lockhart bragging again.

He claimed to have entered the Ming Dynasty from Mengjiala and had an adventure where he encountered a Yeti in the Himalayas.

It's almost exactly the same as in his book, "A Year with the Snowman".

When he got into a lively conversation with Mrs. Weasley—and with Hermione from the past—he shamelessly told lies such as that he had been treated with the courtesy of the King of Montgomery.

"We are friends," he said proudly.

"I saved his life, though he didn't know I actually used magic. But as a token of my gratitude, the king still granted me the title of Earl," Lockhart said eloquently, captivating the young wizards.

A title!

Noble Lord.

Although the wizard didn't care, it sounded very prestigious.

The Malfoy family, for example, still retains the titles bestowed upon them by the British Royal Family.

It must be said that he is indeed very talented in storytelling, and he managed to fool the uninformed wizards around him, which is a kind of talent.

Unfortunately, just as he was going on to recount his other Void adventures...

A drawn-out voice abruptly interrupted him.

"Sode sneer~~~"

Irving's face was full of mockery.

He strolled over, holding Lockhart's plagiarized work, "A Year with the Snowman."

"Even boasting should be based on facts, Mr. Lockhart."

Upon hearing this, Ron and Harry put down their books and looked at him together.

"Although many places in Southeast Asia that are adjacent to the Ming Dynasty are now monarchies (in 1992), but—" Owen grinned and mocked.

"Menjala, Menjala, Republic, without a king."

"Sir, don't you even look at travel guides when you go abroad?"

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"Idiot!"

That's easy to scold!

Ron screamed inwardly.

On the issue of criticizing Lockhart, Ron Weasley unconditionally supported Irving.

Because this idiot is trying to make them spend so much money!

Meanwhile, Hermione, whose mind was still racing with excitement, finally realized what was happening.

As a well-known school bully at Hogwarts—well, a top student—she certainly knew basic geography.

The country Lockhart mentioned does seem to be a republic!

The atmosphere suddenly turned a bit cold, and everyone was looking at Lockhart with strange eyes.

The man who spoke without thinking, however, maintained a stiff smile and his greasy demeanor remained largely unchanged; he was undeniably a professional. In a situation like this, an ordinary person would be so embarrassed they'd dig a hole in their own back.

But he still had a smile on his face.

"Oh! Maybe I remembered it wrong. As everyone knows, I travel a lot and have been to so many places that it's inevitable that I would get some places wrong."

He forced a calm expression and said, "Perhaps it's the Land of Mountain People."

"The Mountain People's Kingdom is also a republic, sir," Hermione whispered a reminder.

She genuinely believed Lockhart had misremembered!

(End of this chapter)