Chapter 47 - 47. summers end. (1/2)
The summer went by uneventfully I had prevented and stolen dobby (this right hand of mine gah!) and our own had finally come to deliver us our new school lists For a few minutes there was silence as they all read their letters. It told him to catch the Hogwarts Express as usual from King's Cross station on September first. There was also a list of the new books he'd need for the coming year.
SECOND YEAR STUDENTS WILL REQUIRE:
The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2 by Miranda Goshawk
Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockhart
Gadding with Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockhart
Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart
Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart
Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart
Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart
Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart
Ryan had already explained that Lockhart was a fraud he had previously bought some books and shown them all the errors in them I mean it says he fought a ghost with a blasting curse? and cured a werewolf with some voodoo. which they have no cures unless it's in my shop so goodluck with that. there was messed up timelines that overlapped and just random bullshit I had compiled a complete list of things and was saving it. I wanted to see how bad this idiot could mess up class and basically it gives me a free study period and I can just let Harry suffer we can do solo practices later I'm planning on teaching them all patronus this year and some of the darker curses like bone breakers and ribbon cutters gotta be one of my favorites each one of the kids had a good standing in hand to hand and could probably take on some adults and their dueling and fighting skills were tons better than all their peers Luna was practically untouchable unless you did something unorthodox Harry was a prodigy in combat with his fast reflexes and quick thinking he gave as good as he got. Daphne was dangerous and methodical with almost surgical precision you slip up once and you are screwed. we had to work a bit on Neville and Hermione. Neville was still working up his courage and getting used to his wand he wasn't allowed to duel until he had it mastered after a while of struggling to force magic out of his own wand a basic stunner now knocked someone out for a good hour if he wasn't carful he was too op. and Hermione just did things by the book which fails miserably. I'm planning on teaching them all some basic wand less and wordless spells mostly summoning and lumos and maybe stunning. the harder the spell is to use the greater the difficulty for wand less Luna is pretty good I've been teaching her since we were kids. tonks was meh she would be great if it wasn't for her tripping over things. anyway it was time for school shopping. They stopped by gringotts then strolled off along the winding, cobbled street. The bag of gold, silver, and bronze jangling cheerfully in everyones pocket was clamoring to be spent, so they bought ice creams, which they slurped happily as they wandered up the alley, examining the fascinating shop windows. Harry gazed longingly at a full set of Seeker robes in the windows of Quality Quidditch Supplies until Hermione dragged them off to buy ink and parchment next door. In Gambol and Japes Wizarding Joke Shop, they met Fred, George, and Lee Jordan, who were stocking up on Dr. Filibuster's Fabulous Wet Start, No Heat Fireworks, and in a tiny junk shop full of broken wands, lopsided brass scales, and old cloaks covered in potion stains they found Percy, deeply immersed in a small and deeply boring book called Prefects Who Gained Power. ”A study of Hogwarts prefects and their later careers,” Fred read aloud off the back cover. ”That sounds fascinating鈥?#34;
”Go away,” Percy snapped.
”'Course, he's very ambitious, Percy, he's got it all planned out鈥?he wants to be Minister of Magic鈥?#34; George told them in an undertone as they left Percy to it. An hour later, they headed for Flourish and Blotts. They were by no means the only ones making their way to the bookshop. As they approached it, they saw to their surprise a large crowd jostling outside the doors, trying to get in. The reason for this was proclaimed by a large banner stretched cross the upper windows:
GILDEROY LOCKHART
will be signing copies of his autobiography
MAGICAL ME
today 12.30鈥?.30
The crowd seemed to be made up mostly of witches around Mrs. Weasley's age. a milf harem was fed on this day Ryan inwardly thought. A harassed looking wizard stood at the door, saying, ”Calmly, please, ladies鈥?Don't push, there鈥?mind the books, now鈥?#34;. A long line wound right to the back of the shop, where Gilderoy Lockhart was signing his books. They each grabbed a copy of The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2 and sneaked up the line to where the rest of the Weasleys were standing with Dan and Emma Granger. ”Oh, there you are, good,” said Mrs. Weasley. She sounded breathless and kept patting her hair. ”We'll be able to see him in a minute鈥?#34;
Gilderoy Lockhart came slowly into view, seated at a table surrounded by large pictures of his own face, all winking and flashing dazzlingly white teeth at the crowd. The real Lockhart was wearing robes of forget me not blue that exactly matched his eyes; his pointed wizard's hat was set at a jaunty angle on his wavy hair. No we can't have this now can we Ryan thought. He pulled out one of his signature rock cakes and was just about to yeet it at the man but was stopped by his friends what traitors killing all the fun. He sadly whispered ”next time my love.” and gently kissed it before returning it back into his inventory for the next opportunity. Harry looked quite amused and the girls looked quite jealous at the rock cake. must be puberty. women are scary. A short, irritable looking man was dancing around taking photographs with a large black camera that emitted puffs of purple smoke with every blinding flash.
”Out of the way, there,” he snarled at Harry, moving back to get a better shot. ”This is for the Daily Prophet鈥?#34;