The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 535
Professor Sprout bandaged the Whomping Willow very quickly. Several damaged branches were hung by bandages. It looked a little ridiculous, like a person with a broken arm wrapped in plaster and bandages.

However, Albert's focus was more on the cave hidden under the Whomping Willow, the passage leading to the Hogsmeade Shrieking Shack.

If Professor Sprout wasn't here, he really wanted to go in and have a look.

Having said that, when Sirius Black broke into Hogwarts, why didn't anyone think that the other party might bypass Hogwarts' protective magic from here?

It was evidently impossible that Professor Sprout had not discovered the cave under the tree.

forgotten?
Sure enough, there are some things that cannot be delved into. Once you delve into it, you will find a lot of loopholes.Maybe, I checked here too, but Black had already left early.

After all, who pays particular attention to a dog when no one is reminded?
Albert didn't continue to think about these questions, because someone came this way, Gilderoy Lockhart.

The timing of this guy's appearance was perfect, as Professor Sprout had almost finished treating the Whomping Willow.

"Good morning, Professor Sprout, and Mr. Anderson." Lockhart greeted the two with a happy face, "Last night, I heard that the Whomping Willow was seriously injured, so I came here to see if I could help treat it , I also encountered many magical plants during my travels.”

"I've almost finished treating Whomping Willow, so I don't need to trouble you." Professor Sprout said dryly, obviously impatient with Lockhart's appearance.

"No, don't bother me, I'm also very good at healing magical plants." Lockhart had already pulled out his wand and cut off some of the broken branches on the tree.

"Be careful, bow your head!"

An anxious voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and saw that the trunk of the Whomping Willow had swept across out of nowhere, and Lockhart, who was pruning the Whomping Willow with his magic wand, was caught off guard by the branches and was thrown flying violently , fell heavily to the ground.

The next moment, more branches fell towards Lockhart on the ground, causing him to roll to the left in embarrassment, avoiding the heavy knocking branches.

When Whomping Willow's whole body was tilted, and it was about to smash Lockhart into a pulp with its thick branches, the violent attack suddenly quieted down, and a crisis was resolved out of thin air.

"Oh, my God, are you okay, Professor Lockhart." Albert asked with a worried face.

Professor Sprout looked at the results just now being destroyed in this way, and then looked at Lockhart who was in a state of embarrassment, and the annoyance on his face also became less.

"Great, Mr. Anderson, we managed to control the Whomping Willow in time, and we will add [-] points to Gryffindor." Professor Sprout said to Albert with a smile, "Please send Gilderoy to the school hospital."

"Good professor." Albert heard what Professor Sprout meant, waved his wand to summon a stretcher, and moved Professor Lockhart, who was lying on the ground and moaning, to the stretcher, and fixed him on the stretcher with a belt. On the stretcher, when he was about to carry the person to the school hospital, he heard Professor Sprout's voice behind him.

"Very good magic, Mr. Anderson, plus ten points for Gryffindor." Professor Sprout was obviously very happy with what happened to Lockhart.

There is no doubt that Lockhart is really not popular with the professor.

"Then I'll go first!" Albert followed the floating stretcher back to the castle.

"Can you put me down, Mr. Anderson?" Lockhart struggled a bit, as if he wanted to get up from the stretcher, he didn't want other students to see him in a mess.

"Professor Lockhart, I advise you not to move around. The Whooping Willow was hit hard enough just now, and maybe a few bones were broken." Albert's gentle voice sounded in Lockhart's ear: "Given the black The professor of defense against magic is always cursed, I think you should ask Madam Pomfrey to check on you, in case there are some undiscovered injuries that lead to your sudden and unexpected death."

"If it was someone else, maybe this would not happen, but the cursed Defense Against the Dark Arts is too weird. I suggest you not to do anything dangerous to avoid accidents."

Lockhart's expression froze suddenly, and Albert's soft whispers made his hair stand on end like a devil.

Yes, he remembered his accursed position as Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

So, the Whomping Willow suddenly attacked me just now, was it because of the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?
Did I make a wrong decision.

At this moment, Lockhart regretted why he took over this position.

On the way to the school hospital, several students I met cast curious glances in this direction. Albert believed that this matter would soon spread in the school.

After Albert carried Lockhart into the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey looked at Lockhart on the stretcher with a strange expression, while listening to Albert's narration while checking, she muttered something in her mouth.

Albert vaguely heard that two bones were broken, but fortunately no internal organs were injured, and the treatment was done properly, which made Lockhart's face paler with fright.

After that, there was nothing else to do with Albert. When he came to the hall, he heard many girls talking about Lockhart being injured and carried to the school hospital.

When Albert sat down next to George, a group of girls surrounded him and asked what was going on.

Hearing that Lockhart demonstrated to Professor Sprout how to heal the Whomping Willow, but was severely injured by the tree, the boys around were stunned.

"Don't look at me, it's just like this." Albert spread his hands helplessly and said, "Probably this is the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"

Of course, Albert would not say that he had quietly loosened the scar, causing the Whomping Willow to attack Lockhart.

"The curse is terrible. I didn't expect it to take effect on the first day of school." Lee Jordan said in an exaggerated tone, sounding a little gloating.

At that moment, they all fell silent, because Professor McGonagall asked about Lockhart as he was handing out timetables along the Gryffindor table to them.

After hearing Albert's story, Professor McGonagall actually gave Albert another five points.

"It seems that Professor McGonagall doesn't like Lockhart either." Fred looked at the back of Professor McGonagall and muttered softly,
Both George and Lee Jordan nodded in agreement, otherwise how would they give Albert extra points?
Just as everyone was discussing Lockhart's misfortune, a loud noise filled the auditorium.

"...stolen the car, I wouldn't be surprised if they fired you..."

Albert looked sideways at Fred and George with a strange expression. The voice seemed to be Mrs. Weasley.

After the roar stopped, he even felt that his ears were still buzzing.

The students in the hall all turned to look at the Gryffindor long table, wanting to see who had received the Howler letter.

"Ron got the Howler," muttered Fred. "I've never seen Mum so angry."

"Me too." George said with lingering fear.

While talking, the two looked in Ron's direction, and saw that their younger brother had buried his head in the dinner plate in shame.

This is the price of pretending to fail!

(End of this chapter)