Chapter 281 The Appearance of the Newly Unlucky One
There are a lot of things you can do in an hour.
We are all children, and they will inevitably be attracted by novel things and fall behind.
Every time Vincent looked back, he would find someone missing.
When only Hermione was left, he knew that what was supposed to come finally came.
"Have you grown taller?" Vincent stood in front of her, "It's a pity that I have grown taller too."
Even though Hermione stood on tiptoes, she could only reach his nose, "I should have developed earlier than you."
"You don't exercise enough."
"Impossible!" She suddenly narrowed her eyes, "Did you do it on purpose?"
"No." The smile on Vincent's face gradually disappeared, "I can't tell you, at least not now."
"Wouldn't you—" Hermione gestured.
"Of course not." He looked towards the junk shop, "Instead of worrying about me, you might as well worry about yourself."
Percy was reading with interest an old book, "How Prefects Gain Power."
Ron passed by and took a lick of ice cream, then leaned over with curiosity on his face.
He read aloud the description on the back cover: "The prefects of Hogwarts and the careers they went into after leaving school—sounds pretty appealing."
"Go away!" Percy closed the book impatiently.
Hermione's little mouth twitched slightly, "The more competitors there are, the more proof that my choice is right."
"Don't kid yourself." Vincent continued walking forward, "We can all become the people we once hated."
"Your eloquence has improved." She said and followed behind, "Do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?"
"It depends on the person. I won't become someone like Malfoy anyway."
After passing a fork in the road, both of them could see Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, which was packed with people.
A banner was pulled out of the upstairs window:
Gilderoy Lockhart autographs autobiography "Magical Me" for sale——
Today 12:30-4:30 pm
Vincent stopped where he was, "I think you will hate yourself in the future."
"What were you talking about just now?" Hermione recovered slightly.
"Forget it, just pretend you didn't hear it."
She gave it a confused look, then returned her attention to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.
Those old witches are crazy.
Each of them has amazing fighting ability. They can always squeeze out the young witches and come to the bookstore to get a complete set of books.
Lockhart's title of "Women's Friend" is fully confirmed.
Vincent looked at his watch and found that the time had reached 12 o'clock.
The witches began to squeeze outside with even more craziness, as if desperately trying.
"You won't go?"
Hermione shook her slightly red face.
"Okay, then I'll run away first."
Everyone has the right to chase their idols.
According to Rita's information, the vain Lockhart will definitely target her.
He didn't want to be regarded as a mascot and appear in the newspaper headlines with this guy.
Not long after hiding, Molly appeared walking like the wind.
She was followed by Jane, but Evelyn was next to Eric.
The expressions of Arthur and Chris were envious and helpless.
Except for the Wayne family, everyone here has at least one Lockhart book.
At 12:30, he also appeared.
As high-profile as ever, as eye-catching as ever.
Lockhart stood on the roof of the bookstore with a bright smile on his face.
A scream that was about to pierce the eardrums suddenly sounded.
The same bright sunlight shines on the golden cloak behind him, reflecting the brilliance like the sun god.
Full marks for styling, full marks for appearance.
In terms of grandeur, Lockhart has to be the one who jumped from the top of the building with his hands open.
The people below caught him.
Blessed are the middle-aged witches out there.
The stunned Lockhart, with the help of the shop assistants, was finally able to sit at the gorgeous desk placed at the door.
"Thank you for your support!" With a confident and charming smile, he looked at the crowd who screamed louder.
Every witch can receive his blessing when signing.
Eric and Evelin walked into the alley where Vincent was staying.
They all highly affirmed this business ability.
"Although it's a little disgusting, it's generally not worse than our King of Pop."
"It's much worse, Michael won't show off everywhere."
Eric nodded, "When you say that, I think he's even more disgusting."
They weren't the only sober people there.
Lucius took his wife and children and stayed in the alley next door.
"Dad, I hate this man."
"Draco, do you know why we are here?"
"Because we are not the same people as them."
"No, because the clown is trying too hard, and our charity will be regarded as humiliation."
Draco was just about to say that he understood, but the crowd outside the bookstore automatically moved to the side.
Lockhart held Harry's little hand affectionately and said, "Smile, we will definitely be on the front page."
Then he warmly embraced Fred and George, "Oh - long time no see, little guys!"
Hermione seemed shy.
She lowered her little head, shook hands, and hid behind the twins.
"Merlin - I really can't believe this!" As soon as George finished teasing, he was suddenly kicked in the calf.
Just as Fred's mocking voice sounded, he was also hit very suddenly.
I haven’t seen her for a whole summer, and Miss Granger’s fighting ability has skyrocketed.
"Have you seen Wayne?" Lockhart waved to the short photographer.
"No." X4
It's hidden, but no one knows where it is.
"He will be very sorry."
The twins and Harry were both suppressing laughter.
It would be very regrettable if we really took a group photo together.
The photographer stood in front of the five people and clicked the shutter frantically.
Thick smoke from the camera drifted into the crowd, and Arthur and Chris just choked.
"I hate this person."
"Me too."
The two fathers spoke in unison, but the mother stood in line like a little girl.
Fred and George, whose eyes were about to be blinded by the flash, saw the opportunity and slipped into the crowd with graceful posture.
Hermione lost their two human shields and blended into the crowd as quickly as possible.
Harry blinked, not expecting to be able to leave openly.
But as soon as he made a move, Lockhart hugged him warmly.
"Oh, the little guys are all shy——
I know you can't, right?"
Draco watched Harry's feeble struggle with disdain.
"Dad, there are more clowns."
Lucius nodded happily, "Keep this in mind at all times and don't lower your level."
Before answering "yes", Harry, who was firmly "clamped" by Lockhart, showed a painful expression.
"Dad, should we go there?"
"Wait a moment." Lucius immediately put away his smile.
After Lockhart took the photo, he didn't let Harry go.
“Ladies and gentlemen—” he waved to silence the crowd, “what an extraordinary moment this is!
I want to take advantage of this wonderful occasion to announce a small matter that has been suppressed for some days and has never been announced."
Under countless expectant glances, he looked at the helpless Harry next to him.
"Today, young Harry and his classmates walked into Flourish and Blotts Bookstore just to buy a copy of my autobiography.
I am willing to give this book to them for free on the spot, but they don’t know one thing——”
Harry was shaken by him and almost dropped his glasses that had slipped to the tip of his nose.
"They will soon get something more valuable than my humble work, My Magical Me.
That is to get a real, magical me!"
Lockhart faced the crowd, "Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am here to announce with great pleasure and pride -
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
This September, I will become the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"