Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts

“Alright, little wizard, please stand over there. Also, could someone please put some large cushions behind that little wizard?” Lockhart called out.

Soon, staff from Flourish and Blotts brought two large cushions and placed them behind Kane and Lockhart respectively.

Lockhart saw a cushion behind him and was furious: "Put the cushion behind me behind the little wizard. Do you think I might be knocked off by the ghost?"

And just like that, another layer of cushion was added behind Kane...

ummm

Let's just assume Lockhart was afraid of getting hurt. We can't think about this too much, because if we do, Lockhart suddenly becomes incredibly annoying in Kane's mind.

Mrs. Weasley, along with a large group of young wizards, stood behind Kane, intending to catch him with magic if he wasn't caught by the cushion.

“Alright, kid, are you ready?” Lockhart asked loudly, standing about ten meters away from Kane.

“Ready.” Kane nodded.

"Do we need to count down?"

“No need for that, sir,” Kane nodded.

Lockhart once again bowed to the little wizards all around him in a fancy manner: "Alright, everyone, please let me demonstrate for you again the spell I used to repel the female ghost. Of course, I will keep the power of the spell to a minimum, so that this cute little wizard will not be threatened in the slightest."

After speaking, Lockhart turned back to Kane and gave a gentle bow: "I am ready now, child. I suggest you release your protective spell in advance."

"Aha, okay, okay." Kane nodded and readily used a light protective spell, Shadow Armor.

Of course, he also weakened the Shadow Armor to an extreme degree, to the point that it could probably be shattered by a single Tarantu. For Lockhart... that shouldn't be too difficult.

But that's alright. If Lockhart really fails, I can just back down. Honestly, I've already sacrificed so much of my pride, so Lockhart should really thank me properly later. If possible, I could even get him some "friendship fee," that would be the best outcome.

"Get ready, little wizard, here we come!" Lockhart raised his wand high in front of him, bowed gently to Kane, and then explained the spell he was about to use to the audience once again.

"What the hell is this?!" Kane cursed under his breath. Controlling his shadow output to such a low level was exhausting, but the audience below the stage was completely engrossed in listening.

Well, at least he's a promising candidate for teaching, because his lectures are likely to be more engaging than those of the previous professor, Professor Quirrell.

Regarding writing style.

Finally, Lockhart finished speaking and asked Kane again if he was ready.

"Ready." Kane once again took control of the shadows, making the Shadow Armor even thinner than before.

Lohat nodded and suddenly swung his wand.

The next moment Lockhart collapsed to the ground.

Chapter 94 There were too many people outside just now, I apologize to you~

thump!

As Lockhart fell to the ground with a thud, completely exposed and unprotected, Kane stood there stunned for a fraction of a second. So, did Lockhart really use magic just now?

Honestly, I felt that the attack power of that magic was not as good as Fluorescent Flash, at least Fluorescent Flash could actually dazzle my eyes.

Forget it, I don't want to think about these trivial things anymore.

After saying that, he controlled his Shadow Armor to shatter and shouted a very exaggerated, theatrical "Ah!"

She fell backward, not landing on the mat, but on a dense mass of hands and arms.

The taller members of the Weasley family seemed to distrust the cushion, and after catching Kane and placing him steadily on the ground, they began to check if Kane was injured.

"Don't worry, I'm really fine... Lockhart held back."

Kane's words weren't entirely against his conscience; perhaps Lockhart really did hold back, otherwise how could his power be less than Fluorescent Blink?

Unlike their side, which was unharmed, Lockhart on the other side really fell off a desk that was nearly 80 centimeters high without any cover or protection, and was completely disoriented.

Soon, amidst the anxious urging of his fans and the imminent demonstration of CPR by a sixty-year-old witch, he finally awoke.

"Ah! What just happened?" Lockhart nimbly climbed back onto the desk and looked around at the people.

"Your magic knocked that little wizard off the platform." One by one, the blonde, blue-eyed little witches with stars in their eyes, like silly beauties, clasped their hands together in front of their chests and looked at Lockhart with the same gaze they would give a statue of solid gold.

"Aha, then I really need to apologize to that little wizard."

Lockhart straightened his hair and walked towards Kane.

"Child, are you alright?" Lockhart walked towards Kane.

"Forehead......"

Kane was a little embarrassed. Should he say he had something to do, or should he say he was fine?

If he says he's fine, isn't that just telling the audience that Lockhart's magic is worthless?

Or maybe something's come up.

"I think..." Kane slowly covered his chest.

The other onlookers remained completely unfazed, but Lockhart was certainly terrified.

Dude? Are you some kind of glass cannon? I've never seen anything like this with such high attack and low defense!

This really scared Lockhart. No, no, he had to get to St. Mungo's Hospital right away!

Just as he was shouting for St. Mungo's Hospital, a sudden shriek startled Kane.

How come Lockhart is actually panting when he says he's fat?

Do you really think he can hurt you?

In the end, it was Harry and Ron, who were familiar with Kane, who stood on Lockhart's left and right, blocking the view of others while explaining to Lockhart, thus perfectly avoiding a big misunderstanding.

"Seriously, kid, you really gave me a fright." After saying that, Lockhart gave Kane one last hug, then stood up again and explained to the onlookers and fans that he probably had to run away now.

The reason for running away was that he had been recognized by Dumbledore and had become the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts in the new semester.

Unlike most people who listened attentively to Lockhart's elaborate boasting, Kane casually moved a dozen of Lockhart's books to the corner, sat down on them, and took out the note Lockhart had slipped into his pocket during the hug.

Well, the main idea is to follow him after he leaves, go to his house, and discuss something very important.

"What kind of trouble is this guy up to now?" Kane shook the note with his finger and looked at the others with some curiosity.

"He wouldn't be thinking that I've made him lose face, so he's planning to assassinate me, would he?" Kane joked.

"If you're scared, we can come with you to take a look," Ron said with a mischievous grin.

“Well, I was just joking. Lockhart probably doesn’t have that kind of guts.” Kane’s lips twitched. “But if you guys want to come with me to Lockhart’s place, I’d be happy to take you. You can all try out the snacks at Lockhart’s house.”

"Won't this interrupt your conversation? What if it's something important?" Harry asked.

"At worst, I can go in first to see what's going on, and after I confirm that he doesn't have anything particularly private, I'll come out to find you. Until then, you can buy whatever you need... Oh right, don't buy that Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook. I can go to him and beg for a few sets of the textbook for free."

"Great! It's a noble freebie! The Weasleys are saved!" Ron was quite excited. Although he didn't like getting things from his friends for free, it was still very good to get Lockhart's things for free.

After all, Lockhart's books are either incredibly expensive, or they're not textbooks. Unlike textbooks, which are useless after graduating from Hogwarts and can be sold at Flourish and Blotts as secondhand books.

Finding a used Lockhart book is incredibly difficult.

At this point, Lockhart finally finished explaining to his fans and left the poor little bookstore.

Seeing this, Kane leisurely followed them out.

Suddenly, an unpleasant voice rang in his ears.

"How dare you treat Lockhart like that? Do you even know who he is?"

Along with it came the sound of a spell tearing through the air.

A red Exorcism weapon flew from the tip of a blonde, blue-eyed witch's wand that looked like it had just graduated from Hogwarts.

However, before the spell could even travel halfway, a shadowy claw suddenly emerged from the ground, shattering the spell. Then, it grabbed the witch by the back of the neck and lifted her forcefully to the ceiling.

"Do you know who I am? Huh? You've always been this brave? Don't you know I have magic?" Kane was amused by this person who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He hung him on the ceiling, sneered, and walked out, heading straight for Lockhart's house.

After the others finished buying their books, they decided to sit for a while at the juice shop across from Lockhart's house, and then they saw another familiar face.

"Oh, so you've come. I looked around the bookstore earlier and thought you were planning to come another day," Ron greeted Hermione.

“Because I arrived at the bookstore late, you were all at the very back, and I couldn’t squeeze through from the very front,” Hermione said, then asked, “Where’s Kane?”

Harry pointed to the small door across from the juice shop: "It's inside. Lockhart's house is in there."

However, the moment Harry finished speaking, Hermione let out a sharp, explosive sound.

"My God, how dare you? Kane just humiliated Lockhart so badly in the bookstore, and Lockhart's magic is so powerful, we can't even figure out what kind of person he is just from the books..."

"You dare let Kane in alone?"

"What if Lockhart tries to harm him?"

At this point, Hermione felt they couldn't delay any longer; every second they delayed, Kane was in greater danger.

Thinking of this, she took out a small hammer from her pocket and smashed it heavily against the lock.

As the door opened, a strange sound entered their ears.

"Kane, there were a lot of people outside just now, I want to apologize."

Chapter 95 Giving Lockhart special treatment, me? It seems like it really could be possible.

"As you know, I was essentially forced into this situation by enthusiastic fans. They were egging me on to reenact that famous scene. But you also know my true skill level. If I didn't find someone familiar with me who was willing to cooperate, I would have been completely ruined. So I'm really grateful that you were willing to cooperate with me."

"This is just a small token of my appreciation," Lockhart said, pulling a small bag full of Galleons from behind him. "These Galleons are a small token of my appreciation for your hard work, and also, I want to apologize for the crowd outside earlier."

When Hermione led the way, and Harry and Ron rushed in to stop Hermione, this was the scene they witnessed.

Kane sat on the sofa, while Lockhart sat apologetically beside him, humbly apologizing and holding a bag full of Galleons.

"..." Hermione watched this scene, pursing her lips... She knew it... She should have known.

Harry and Ron, having lived with Kane for so long, knew a little about Lockhart's true nature and the reasons behind his appearance. Hermione, however, was confused, her face turning red and white in turns. She felt that she had rushed in like a clown.

At that moment, Kane and Lockhart heard a loud bang as the door burst open. Lockhart initially thought it had been blown up by enthusiastic fans, but then he saw only the three of them.

He quickly shoved the Galleon into Kane's arms, then flipped himself from the front of the sofa to the back, crouched down, and pointed at Hermione and the other two: "Kane, these must be enthusiastic fans. Protect me, kill them!"

Kane helplessly stuffed the Galleons into his arms: "They're just my friends, don't overreact. At most... it's just that it's not a good habit for them to come as guests."

Lockhart blushed instantly, and stood up with an embarrassed laugh: "Haha, so these are your friends. I thought so. Please sit here and make yourselves at home. I'll go get you some snacks and drinks."

Lockhart soon left the living room, while Kane and the other three sat around the coffee table.