Carl turned his attention back to Mr Kitridge. He could not help but stare at the big stack of books being placed on the ground. Were they all Lockhart's? He must be an accomplished writer!

On second thought, maybe not. The First Year could tell from the way in which the person was referred to that he was not really liked in the Wizarding World. And he was suffering from permanent spell damage ... he did not know what that was but it seemed horrible. He did not want to be trapped in a ward for the rest of his life.

Carl shook his head for both of the questions asked. He was definitely going to borrow and read some of the books written by Lockhart - not the household pests one, but something else.