𝐀 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞

Chapter 3: Lilderoy Gockhart

DADA wasn't what it used to be. Especially with this egotistical, self-centered, stuck up, narcissistic, arrogant, rude, moronic, annoying son of an Acromantula teaching the subject. What was his name again? Lilderoy Gockhart? I honestly can't remember. 

All I know is that he is an idiot. And Hermione drools over him. I swear to god it's so annoying. The Quartet and I walked into the classroom to find the imbecile sitting on his desk, signing fan letters and photos. As soon as he saw the children enter his classroom, he immediately perked up even more and wore the most narcissistic smile I've ever seen.

I took a seat next to Hermione and opened up to a DADA book while Gockhart went on with his speech.

"Introducing your new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor," he moved aside for a moment before smiling wider and coming back to a center. "Me."

I rolled my eyes and glanced at Hermione to find her staring at me in awe. I closed my book and started to bang my head against the hard cover. Gockhart was then jolted out of his speech and looked at me.

"Is that you making all the ruckus?" Gockhart asked. I looked up at him with a fake shock expression.

"Wow," I said. "I didn't know you could use your ears. I reckoned that all the times people told you that you suck at magic and can't do anything, you simply couldn't hear them. It's a pity to know that you ignored them and pursued your dreams on becoming an idiot."

Gockhart was taken aback at this. His confident demeanor faltered as he stuttered, "D-d-detention."

I looked at him with another shocked expression. "I'm sorry, Professor, I'm just in awe of your skills," I said. He smiled again not taking the sarcasm that was laced between my words. "You know what detention means!"

Gockhart scowled. "I'm sorry, but perhaps it would be smarter to listen to what I have to say," he paused and chuckled. "I bet you don't even know what the simple disarming charm is! Now, back to what I was saying, Cornish Pixies—"

"Expelliarmus!" I shouted from across the room as I stood up. The wand from Gockhart's hand flew out of his hand and into mine. Lilderoy had a shocked expression on his face. "I'm sorry, Professor, I just thought that such an esteemed wizard such as yourself could block, in your own words, 'a simple disarming charm!'"

"T-that's two m-more d-d-detentions," he choked.

"That's crazy!" I said sarcastically. "I didn't know you could count that high!"

Gockhart was starting to get a little angry that a second year was mocking him. "I think you should take a seat," Gockhart said before grabbing his wand again. "Deprimo!"

I rolled my eyes as the spell missed me by two meters and instead hit Hermione. Instantly she was flattened to the ground. 

My entire demeanor shifted when I saw my friend in pain. "Libero!" I said, countering the effects of the spell. I knew Gockhart was stupid. But I didn't know he was this stupid. That spell was used to blast holes in things. Luckily, Gockhart was so weak that it only applied painful downwards pressure.

Everyone stared at Gockhart astonished at his acts. He looked around nervously. "Well, this just won't do," he muttered under his breath before pointing his wand in the air. "Obliviate!"

Everyone else in the room's expression was suddenly wiped to an emotionless expression. I realized what he had done. He had erased their memory of this event. The thing was, I still had my memories. Gockhart gave out a chuckle.

"Now, where was I? Ah yes, Cornish Pixies."

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I was still in shock at what Gockhart did. Hermione Granger however, even though he literally harmed her, was still daydreaming.