Harry Potter: Transmigrated Detective Link

"John, what's… what's wrong with you?" Link gestured in front of John's face as he spoke.

Hearing that, John sighed and said, "Don't mention it. Just now, we had a friendly training match without the Golden Snitch against Slytherin, and we lost terribly."

"It's okay, next time do your best." Link responded with an "oh" and symbolically comforted him with a few words.

He didn't think this was a big deal, probably only a Quidditch fanatic like John would take this so seriously.

But upon hearing Link's tone, John became a bit defiant. He suddenly pushed back his wet bangs and said, "This actually wasn't our fault, it's just that those Slytherin guys…"

Mid-sentence, John suddenly shut his mouth, as if he had just remembered something.

"What about them?"

Link frowned, he hated it when people only say half of what they mean.

John himself also seemed irritated. After hesitating while shaking his head for a long time, he finally spoke, "It was that Draco Malfoy guy. In order to get into the Slytherin Quidditch team, he directly gave the entire Slytherin team Nimbus 2001s. We really couldn't compete."

As soon as he said that, Link showed a look of sudden realization.

These past few days, the training intensity of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team had been very high. Link had originally wondered why Cedric and the others were working so hard.

Now it seemed, they were trying to use hard work to make up for the opponent's equipment advantage.

On the other side, seeing Link not speak for a long time, John sighed and said, "Cedric didn't let us tell you about this at all, afraid that you'd impulsively give out brooms again like last time. But I thought, you'd find out sooner or later, so I told you. Link, you really must not be impulsive this time. We already felt guilty for a long time about the last time. If you do it again, we really wouldn't know how to face you."

"Don't worry, I won't do that." Link patted John on the shoulder and said.

He was telling the truth. Last time, giving the Nimbus 2000 to Cedric could be said to be repaying Cedric for taking care of him.

But this time, if he really tried to follow Draco's example and fully equip the entire Hufflepuff team, he'd just be a complete sucker.

And with Cedric's personality, even if Link really wanted to give them, he absolutely wouldn't accept it.

Shaking his head, Link hooked his arm around John's neck and said, "Let's stop talking about this. Let's go eat."

"Eat? Eat what? Breakfast time is already over." John said in surprise. Seeing Link's expression change, he then smiled and pulled out an oil-paper package from his robe and handed it to Link, "But I saved some for you. Hurry up and eat."

"Thanks, bro!" Link laughed handsomely, gave John a punch, and then opened the paper and started eating.

Inside were things like grilled meat and sausages. Normally, Link didn't really like eating these things, they were just too greasy.

But now, maybe because he had been drinking nutrient potions for a whole week, Link felt these things were especially delicious.

And so, Link and John walked toward the classroom while eating.

Today they had Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Due to Hogwarts' strange course schedule, this was actually their first time attending a class by this new professor.

But that didn't stop everyone's impression of this famous writer from getting worse and worse.

Because during the first class with Gryffindor and Slytherin, Professor Lockhart directly pulled a stunt, bringing in a bunch of Cornish Pixies for students to catch.

These mischievous little pixies not only messed up the class, but also ruined Lockhart's image in everyone's eyes.

So far, aside from a few die-hard Lockhart fans, most of the ordinary students were beginning to doubt the teaching abilities of this new professor.

But to be honest, Link was actually quite looking forward to this Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Not because he still had hope in Lockhart's teaching ability. But because Link was really curious, after making so many fools of himself in front of Gryffindor and Slytherin, how exactly would Lockhart make his debut in front of them Hufflepuffs?

Would it be a normal class? Or would he bring out something even more special?

Thinking this way, Link and John walked into the classroom smiling, and sat down in a corner.

Although class hadn't started yet, most of the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students had already arrived.

At the moment, each group was occupying one side, one side reading quietly, while the Hufflepuffs on the other side were whispering softly. As they talked, they kept turning to look at the Ravenclaws, afraid that their noise would affect their studying.

But what surprised Link was, the main character of this class, Lockhart, still hadn't shown up.

Cuckoo! Cuckoo!

Along with the chime of the clock signaling class time, the Ravenclaws put away their books, and the Hufflepuffs also quieted down.

And only then did Lockhart's figure appear at the doorway. It was like he had been waiting outside the whole time, only coming in after the bell rang.

"Hello, students! I hope you don't mind that I nearly arrived late. It was all that Selkies' fault for blocking my way!" Lockhart struck a pose and said.

Today, he wore a short golden silk coat embroidered with complex patterns, with a cape draped on his back. With this outfit and his dazzling smile, he looked unbelievably flamboyant.

But the girls present seemed to fall for this, seeing him, they all screamed hysterically.

Especially the Ravenclaw girls. They clearly worshipped this famous author and senior from Ravenclaw, a few even looked like they were about to faint from excitement.

"What he just said was a line from Holidays with Hags, that's why the girls got so excited." John leaned over and whispered in Link's ear.

Hearing this, Link frowned and looked John up and down, then said with a strange expression, "How do you even know that?"

"Because I've read all of Lockhart's books." John answered without thinking. But then, as if realizing something, his face turned red and he grabbed Link's arm, saying, "Don't you dare tell anyone! They'll laugh at me!"

"You think I won't laugh at you? Hahahaha!" Link covered his mouth and laughed.

A sporty guy like John actually reads Lockhart's books, and even remembers the lines. That's just too funny.

Seeing this, John instantly wore the "mask of pain."

But before he could explain more to Link, Lockhart had already finished his self-introduction on the podium, clapped his hands and loudly declared, "Today is my first class for all of you. And as a recipient of the Order of Merlin, Third Class, honorary member of the Dark Force Defense League, five-time winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award, an internationally famous personality and writer, I don't plan to teach you by reading the textbook like other professors. Instead, I want to show you something different! Come in, Mr. Filch!"

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