A week later, the bulletin boards in the common rooms of the four houses were posted with exciting news that the school was going to open a dueling club, and it seemed that rumors in recent days had made Dumbledore feel that the students should also be trained in their actual combat skills, and Malfoy had waited for this opportunity for a long time, he had his own plans for this event. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At eight o'clock in the evening, almost all the students came to the auditorium, crowded next to each other, each with their own wands and their faces full of excitement.

The long dining table vanished, and along one wall appeared a gilded stage, illuminated by hundreds of candles floating above. Once again, the ceiling was as dark as velvet.

They were excitedly discussing, and Hermione was wondering if it would be Professor Flitwick who was said to be a former dueling champion to teach them, but when Harry and Ron saw Lockhart walk up to the stage in his fuchsia robes, they both sighed.

Snape followed close beside him.

"It's just a few small mistakes and today we can see his real strength. Hermione swore solemnly.

"Come on, he's gone with all of Harry's bones, and I'd like to hope his mistakes can be used on Snape and give him two fewer bones. Ron snapped at ease.

"Don't make any noise, let's take a serious look. The bitter lord spoke, and Hermione and Ron stopped arguing.

Lockhart waved everyone to silence, and then shouted, "Come around, come around, can everyone see me? Can you hear me?" That is so, Professor Dumbledore has allowed me to open this little dueling club, to train you in the way I have used so many times to defend yourself in case you need to defend yourself one day—see my published work for more information.

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," said Lockhart, grinning widely, "and he told me that he knew a thing or two about dueling, and he generously agreed to assist me in a little demonstration before class. I mean, I don't want you little ones to worry - I'll give you back your Potions teacher intact when I'm done showing him, don't be afraid!"

Then they each bowed to each other, and their hands flipped in a lot of tricks, and Snape just shook his head impatiently. Then, they held their respective wands to their chests like arrows.

"As you can see, we hold our wands in a normal duel position," Lockhart said to the silent crowd, "and we'll do the first magic on the count of three." Of course, neither of us will take the other's life. "I can't bet on it. Harry watched as Snape bared his teeth and whispered. "One-two-three-" The two slammed their wands over their shoulders at the same time. Snape shouted, "Get rid of your weapons!" Suddenly, a dazzling red light flashed.

Malfoy felt that his embarrassment was about to flare up, and he turned his head and couldn't bear to continue watching, and then Lockhart would be knocked off the stage, bounced off the wall, and then slid down again, and then forced himself to stand up and say something innocuous to save face, and then continued to bear the suspicious stares of the students, once or twice, but Malfoy was also amazed at his cheekiness.

"Armor protection!"

"What?" Nothing he had expected happened, and Malfoy turned his head back again, seeing the red light bounce off and head toward the ceiling.

"Except for your weapons!" Lockhart countered as he successfully defended, turning his wand around a few times before slowly casting a spell that seemed to make him feel at ease.

"Armor!" Snape waved his wand, and did the same, but it seemed that Lockhart's spell was much more powerful than he had imagined, and the spell was bounced off, but Snape himself staggered back a few steps and sat down on the ground one last time.

"What the hell is this?" Malfoy felt like he couldn't help but complain, and he even began to maliciously speculate if Lockhart bribed Snape and gave him a few pictures of Lily before Snape deliberately released the water, which was so ruined, a straw bale defeated the half-blood prince in a duel?

Deathly silence.

Then all the houses except Slytherin erupted in a shuddering cheer, this was the first time they had seen Snape completely deflated, and there was no way to retaliate back, who could blame him?

"Okay, you can see it!" Lockhart waved his wand to draw everyone's attention, and then slowly stepped forward and stretched out his hand, as if to show off his elegant demeanor.

But Snape didn't take it, dusted off his robe, and stood up himself.

Lockhart didn't look embarrassed by the rejection, and no one found him embarrassed, only the Slytherin students, their headmaster had been defeated, and it seemed that the person who had beaten him hadn't done well in school before.

"Oh my God. Ron opened his mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time.

"I believe he made a mistake before. Harry's eyes widened, he now felt that Lockhart was simply the best teacher, helping him to let out a bad breath, even if the bones were lost by him before, it was nothing, who didn't miss it?

Hermione, on the other hand, smiled smugly, as if to say, "Look, I'm not wrong." ”

The defeat of Snape had made all the voices that had previously doubted Lockhart disappear, and it had given him a huge reputation, and now it was not only the girls who were starry but also many of the boys looking at him with adoration.

"Professor Snape and I attacked each other with the Disarming Charm. Lockhart cleared his throat and began to talk about his dueling experience, "But as you can all see, even the same spell can be used differently by different people. He glanced at Snape and added, "Don't mind, Professor Snape, it's all for the students." ”

Snape's face was even worse, frighteningly pale.

The Gryffindor students were excited, and they only hated that they didn't have their cameras with them now, leaving a precious photo of this memorable moment.

"Harry, seriously, it's a shame Neville didn't come today. Ron said as if he had thought of something.

"It's a shame. Harry shook his head ruefully, "If he had been here today, he might not have been afraid of Snape in the future." ”