Marvel: I'm Hermione, from Hogwarts!

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I will definitely not disgust you too much later!

Chapter 63 Gilderoy Lockhart

"Mrs. Weasley, I found Harry!"

Leaving Knockturn Alley, Hermione and Harry entered Diagon Alley and immediately spotted the Weasley family, who were stopping passers-by to ask questions, and they called out to them.

"Oh, thank goodness, I thought even little Hermione had been teleported to the wrong place."

Molly patted her chest and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where have you been?" Ron asked Harry.

"Knockturn Alley," said Harry.

He had just heard Hermione talk about that place.

After hearing what Harry said, Molly was shocked: "You went to Knockturn Alley to find Harry alone?"

Without waiting for Hermione to speak, Molly immediately pulled her into her arms and gently stroked her back.

"Oh my God, you actually went to that kind of place without waiting for us. What if a little girl like you gets into danger? Poor little sweetheart, you must have been scared just now."

Harry Ron: "..."

Hermione was horrified...the two of them could never imagine it.

Sweetheart, does she have anything to do with this word?

Borgin and Burke might have a different opinion from you on this… thought Harry, who had been watching Hermione robbing her fellow thieves the whole time.

But Molly seemed to have some kind of filter for Hermione's cute face. No matter how high the level of magic Hermione displayed or how magnificent her achievements were, she always felt that she was just a harmless little girl.

After torturing Hermione for a while, Molly finally let go of her hand and everyone went to Flourish and Blotts.

On the way, Hermione noticed that Ginny's face was covered with dust because of the Floo powder, so she took out a handkerchief.

"The water is as clear as a spring!"

Water flowed out from the tip of the wand, soaking the handkerchief, and Hermione began to wipe Ginny's face.

Ginny was startled, but accepted it obediently, and soon her face turned pale again.

"It's much cleaner now. Just now it looked like a coal miner."

Although Ginny was no longer as reserved as she had been in the past few days, she was still a little embarrassed to be seen in such an embarrassing situation.

This wave is a collision between two social phobias.

Social phobia meets social terrorist.

When we arrived at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, the store was already packed with people.

After finally squeezing in, Harry looked at Ron and asked, "Why are there so many people?"

He remembered that when he came here to buy books last year, it wasn't so popular.

Ron shook his head and spread his hands to indicate that he didn't know.

Molly answered their questions.

"Gilderoy Lockhart!"

She said with some excitement: "Today is Gilderoy Lockhart's book signing day!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

Who?

I don’t know, do you know?

I can’t go there either.

The two of them exchanged glances and completed the exchange of information at the speed of light.

"He is a well-known writer in the wizarding world, a recipient of the Third Class Order of Merlin, an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic League, and has won the Most Charming Smile Award from Wizard Weekly five times!"

Seeing Molly's eyes shining, Hermione rolled her eyes wildly.

What an icon for older women in the wizarding world.

Picking up a signed book, Hermione looked at the cover.

The bragging me...ah no, the "magic me".

On the stage, Lockhart was dressed elegantly, looking forward with a smile, and occasionally posing in a showy manner to look at the camera lens.

Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something and looked at the crowd with surprise in his eyes.

"I never expected it to be Harry Potter!"

Lockhart acted decisively, grabbed Harry, who was about to hide, and forcibly pulled him to his side.

"See? The famous Harry Potter also came to buy Gilderoy Lockhart's autobiography!"

Then he whispered to Harry, "Come on, smile happily Harry, we will definitely make the headlines."

Facing the camera, Harry could only give an awkward but polite smile.

"Also, at the invitation of Headmaster Dumbledore, starting this year, I will be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts!" Lockhart announced publicly.

"No way, he is actually our new...Hermione, where are you?"

Ron couldn't help but blurt out the horrifying news when he heard it, but he found that Hermione had already run to the corner of the last row and was hiding there.

"What? Hermione?"

When Lockhart heard Ron's words, he was shocked and immediately found Hermione following Ron's line of sight.

"Hermione Granger? The girl who defeated Quirinus Quirrell and was said to be a genius once in a century?"

Lockhart was immediately overjoyed, thinking that God was helping him as these two celebrities came to help him increase his popularity.

"Come on, let's take a photo of the three of us together. It will definitely become famous in the wizarding world!" Lockhart waved to Hermione.

"Sorry, I'm camera-phobic." Hermione said calmly, "I can't control myself when I see the flash. If you don't want to disrupt your book signing, it's best not to drag me along."

"Well, it seems a pity."

Lockhart looked regretful. Compared to taking photos, the autograph session was more important.

For some reason, he noticed that when Hermione heard that he would be the professor of "Defense Against the Dark Arts", there was an inexplicable pity in her eyes.

Molly and Arthur looked surprised. Hermione also had this disease?

After a while, Lockhart finally let Harry go. The latter looked tired and his eyes were dazzled by the flash.

Walking out of the crowd, I happened to run into Draco Malfoy.

"You must like this, Pot!"

Malfoy said unkindly: "The famous Harry Potter can make the headlines just by visiting a bookstore."

Although his words were sarcastic, his eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.

"Stay away from him!"

Seeing her idol being mocked, Ginny immediately stepped forward and glared at Malfoy.

Malfoy was about to say something when he felt a hand on his shoulder, patting him twice.

He turned around suddenly and saw the most horrifying face in his life, like a nightmare.

"you you……"

He suddenly lost the ability to speak, and even his voice trembled.

Well, it seems that we went too far last time and left a psychological trauma on the arrogant guy, Hermione thought.

Forget it, since he looks so pitiful, I'll just compensate him.

"Don't be so excited. If you also want to go on stage for a photo, I'll talk to Lockhart for you. Don't worry, just go ahead."

Hermione tried to make her voice sound gentle.

But Malfoy was shaking even more.

He clearly remembered that the last time this woman smiled gently like this, there was a loud thunder that turned the black shadow into a sieve on the spot, and the endless madness in her eyes still lingered in his mind.

When the uniquely shaped black magic wand was pointed at his head, he deeply felt the breath of "death" for the first time.

What did Hermione do to scare Malfoy like this... Harry and the others were all confused.

Ginny looked at Hermione with stars in her eyes.

Seeing that he didn't move, Hermione simply walked over to Lockhart and whispered something to him, who nodded repeatedly.

Hermione rejoined Malfoy.

"Okay, I've already talked to Lockhart. As soon as he heard that you were the heir to the pure-blood Malfoy family, he immediately agreed to take a photo with you."

Turning around, seeing that Malfoy had not caught up yet, Hermione asked in confusion:

"No buddy, are you going or not?"

Chapter 64 Draco: My father hurt me!

"……go."

Malfoy was silent for a moment, and finally squeezed out these words.

He had just spent a long time upstairs looking at the photo of Lockhart and Harry, feeling annoyed as to why this scarred guy always became the focus wherever he went.

And he, the noble Draco Malfoy, can only serve as a foil forever.

Now, with Hermione's words, he also had the opportunity to go on stage, and in the end he couldn't resist the temptation.

Looking at Malfoy who happily ran to take a photo with Lockhart, Hermione shrugged.

"See, this person is so complicated and strange."

I think you are a really complicated and bizarre person! Everyone thought to themselves.

Many photos were taken in one breath, and Malfoy, who became the focus, came back with an unconcealable joy on his face. Harry suddenly looked much more pleasing to him.

When he came in front of Harry and the others, he struggled for a long time and finally made up his mind to say thank you, but he was stopped by a cane in front of his chest.

"Draco, be friendly." A sarcastic voice came from behind.

A pale man was standing behind Malfoy, looking down at Harry with a haughty look on his face.

It was exactly the man with lofty ambitions but a fragile life, the owner of the Death Eaters' homestead, and the recipient of the alternative title of "a family of loyal martyrs", Lucius Malfoy.

Draco Malfoy: ???

I thought I was quite friendly just now, but now you look really unfriendly, Dad!

Pushing his son aside, Lucius stared at Harry for a while before reaching out his hand.

"Lucius Malfoy."

Harry shook hands subconsciously, but was pulled closer by Lucius, the father of the horse.

Looking at the lightning on Harry's forehead, Lucius sneered: "Because of this scar, you have become a legend, just like the wizard who gave you this scar is also a legend."

Everyone present was extremely angry at Lucius's act of secretly exposing their scars.

However, the other party did not take action, nor did he say anything obviously provocative. For a moment, several people did not know what to do and just glared at him.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Hermione suddenly jumped up: "Mr. Lucius, what did you just say? Can you say it again?"

Lucius looked at Hermione, his eyes narrowed slightly, "This must be Miss Granger."

Hermione saluted gracefully.

Seeing such a standard wizard etiquette, Lucius was also a little surprised. After a pause, he continued: "Draco told me about you..."

Zhua Ge’s eyes suddenly widened and he almost cried out.

I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!