Andy had a lot of ideas, it was just a pity that they were either sowhat impractical or needed ti to be verified.
If it was possible, Andy would love to see what the real Obscurus was really like, instead of just reading the book's depiction - a terrifying dark magic force.
But the conditions for forming an Obscurus were too special.
In modern society, it's against the law to abuse a child.
The Protection of Minors Act would teach you how to behave.
"Well ...," Andy mused for a mont.
Speaking of abusing children ...
Andy couldn't help but think of Isabel.
If he beat up Isabel one day, would that little lass turn into an Obscurial and take revenge on her brother?
Andy shook his head.
I love Isabel, I can't beat her up every day.
***
A lesson passed quickly, and next Ravenclaw would join the Slytherin for a lesson on Defence Against the Dark Arts.
Andy was very interested in the legendary Professor Lockhart.
Whether he was a powerful wizard with real talent or a charlatan who could only boast - all would be revealed in the next lesson.
But before that, Andy had another thing to do.
In front of the classroom door of the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Andy blocked Malfoy in the doorway.
Malfoy was still arrogant as ever, leading the two minions, Goyle and Crabbe, with a stride as if they owned the place, and before they arrived, Andy could hear his bragging voice first.
"The school is so unfair, if there is a different Headmaster, Potter and Weasley would have obediently rolled ho ..."
The mont he saw Andy, Malfoy was like being strangled, the words that followed were all stuck in his throat, holding his tongue for a mont and not saying a word.
Upon seeing Malfoy's strange complexion, Goyle and Crabbe stepped forward and blocked Malfoy's body as if they were grunts.
Andy waved his wand and cast a straightforward Confundus Charm, and Goyle and Crabbe walked into the classroom with normal expressions on their faces.
"What, what do you want?"
Malfoy had a face of panic, but did not dare to speak loudly, and could only threaten in a small voice: "My father is a school board governor, you will be caught if you dare to attack in the castle."
Andy: "..."
You are really damn talented.
Andy said breathlessly, "Malfoy, I still prefer the you who act arrogant."
Malfoy's small face turned red as he stifled his anger.
"Collins, what do you want to do?" Seeing that Andy didn't seem to have the intention to make a move, Malfoy also cald down.
Andy swept a glance at the classroom of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and said indifferently, "This professor is no good, I want to change one."
Malfoy: "..."
Speaking of changing professors, Malfoy couldn't help but think of what happened last school year.
He had been attacked twice by Quirrell and had his mory tampered with.
Even when he went ho for the sumr holidays, Malfoy couldn't forget that fear. Every ti he thought back, Malfoy broke out in a cold sweat and woke up from his sleep countless tis.
"Maybe, maybe Professor Lockhart is good at his job, you know, Gryffindors have always been known to gossip, they always use it to get people's attention." Malfoy made an excuse, while not forgetting to blacken the Gryffindor.
"We'll find out soon enough what the truth is."
Andy said lightly, "Don't be nervous, this ti I'll do it myself. Only ... I may need you to do a little favour."
A little favour?
Malfoy sighed in relief.
This way, even if Lockhart wanted to retaliate, he would only retaliate against Andy Collins and would not look for trouble with him, Draco Malfoy.
"Okay!" Malfoy nodded haughtily.
"Then it's a deal." Andy waved his hand and turned to walk into the classroom.
Malfoy opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing.
This ti, when he went ho for the holidays, Malfoy had deliberately looked up Grindelwald's deeds.
Malfoy rembered that Andy held that man in high regard.
Like Voldemort, Gellert Grindelwald was similarly soone who 'couldn't even be ntioned by his na'.
But there was still a difference between him and Voldemort.
People don't ntion the na 'Voldemort' out of fear of him.
Voldemort had enchanted his na so that whenever soone ntioned the na 'Voldemort', it would be perceived by him.
What followed was a hunt by Death Eaters.
But people did not ntion the na Grindelwald because they feared his thoughts.
His na was recorded, and his deeds were passed down in the history books, but his thoughts, however, beca a taboo in the magic world.
Malfoy had also learnt a little about Grindelwald by asking his father.
'Collins ... He wouldn't want to break the secrecy law, would he?' Malfoy wondered in his mind.
After slowing down his thoughts, Malfoy shook his head sharply and then walked into the classroom sullenly.
"Draco, why have you been quiet?" Goyle asked, sowhat surprised at the sight of Malfoy.
"I ..." Malfoy froze for a mont, I've only just co in.
Thinking about the magic Andy had used earlier, Malfoy asked tentatively, "Gregory, what just happened?"
Goyle said with a confused look on his face, "Nothing happened?"
"I an, after we t Collins." Malfoy trailed off.
Goyle froze, "You said hello to him, and then we ca in."
Was it a Confundus Charm?
Malfoy was still sowhat knowledgeable, he knew what kind of magic Andy had used.
But ...
Malfoy had seen with his own eyes that Andy didn't recite an incantation.
Looking at Andy, who was sitting in the first row, Malfoy's mood was a little complicated.
Should he give his allegiance to the future Dark Lord ... in advance or not?
***
Bang!
Wearing a lavender wizard's robe, Gilderoy Lockhart pushed the door into the classroom.
His clothes were gorgeous and exquisite, his smile was cordial, and his entire person stood on the podium as if he were standing in the centre of the theatre.
Radiance shone brightly!
"Now let introduce to you all, the new professor of your Defence Against the Dark Arts class."
He began to introduce himself.
", Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of rlin, Third Class; Honorary mber of the Dark Force Defence League, and five-ti winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award."
The smile on Lockhart's face didn't stop when he spoke of his honours.
"Heh heh heh heh ..."
"But I don't talk about that. I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at her!"
Andy was dumbfounded.
To be reasonable, this honours of Lockhart's did bluff.
He was a recipient of the Order of rlin.
If placed in the Muggle world ... who would have thought that a Maths Nobel Prize winner could actually not even do the elentary school maths problems?
'Maybe, Dumbledore was also bluffed?' Andy pondered in his mind.
Clap!
As Lockhart finished his self-introduction, sparse clapping sounded from the stage.
Everyone had heard about yesterday's teaching accident, and except for so die-hard fans of Lockhart, no one was willing to believe him now.
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