Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Dueling Club
"Riddle received the Special Contribution to School Award fifty years ago. Pen %Fun %Cabinet www.biquge.info The last time Harry went to help Lockhart write a reply, I was instructed by Filch to wipe those trophies and medals, remember?
"That's when I accidentally confused the joint adhesive with the smoothing agent, and ended up wiping the medal with the name on it fifty times! I'll never forget the name for the rest of my life!" said Ron, indignant.
Hermione looked at the journal in surprise and earnestly, not missing a single detail.
They patiently turned page by page, but it was all blank, and there was not the slightest trace of writing.
Vio watched calmly, knowing that even if they flipped through it hundreds of times, the result would be the same as the last conversation between her and Riddle, which was gone forever.
After flipping to the back cover of the diary, they made a new discovery.
The back cover bears the name of a newspaper dealer on Vauxhall Road, London.
"So, he must be a Muggle," Harry said thoughtfully, "that's why he bought a diary at Vauxhall Road"
"Or at least a half-blood?" Vio reminded softly.
Hermione nodded approvingly, "Yes, there are wizards who are hidden in the Muggle world and live very well. ”
"So unanimously pass and leave it?vio, what do you think?" Harry asked softly, placing the journal in the middle of the table.
Vio spread his hands, "I obey the organization this time. ”
So, to the chuckle of Ron and Hermione, Harry put the journal in his pocket.
For the rest of the day, they were caught up in a piece of news and didn't have time to think about the time in the diary.
Vio and they saw a bulletin board in the Gryffindor common room, with a piece of parchment that had just been nailed to it.
A large crowd gathered around the poster, and when they saw them, they dispersed, which saved them the effort of squeezing through the crowd.
Only Simofinigan was still looking at the bulletin board and said excitedly: "They're going to start a dueling club! Tonight's first meeting! I'm not opposed to learning some dueling lessons, which will definitely come in handy one day!"
"What, do you think the things in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets will duel?" Ron said to him, and Seamus noticed something strange in his voice, and slowly turned around, and when he saw the four of them beside him, his expression suddenly became colorful.
Ron ignored him, and continued to read the notice, telling Harry, Vio, and Hermione, "Snape, Lockhart, and Professor Flitwick are here, shall we go?"
"What? Professor Flitwick is there, shall we go?" Harry took another step closer to the proclamation, and Seamus finally gave up his best position in front of the proclamation and fled.
"It seems that he sleeps next door to us at night, and there is a lot of pressure. Ron said, looking at Seamus's back.
"yes, he'll have to endure this for another six years, and I'm a little sympathetic......" Harry said casually.
He and Ron looked at each other and shrugged and smiled, then looked at the other two.
Vio and Hermione were supportive, and at eight o'clock in the evening, they hurried back to the auditorium.
The long dining tables in the Great Hall were gone, and in front of the wall to the right of where Dumbledore usually spoke, a gilded stage appeared, surrounded by hundreds of candles floating above it.
The whole school seemed to be here, and everyone huddled together under the ceiling that turned into a deep purple sky, holding their wands with excitement on their faces.
vio They squeezed sideways into the crowd, trying to get closer to the stage so that they could see some of the details of the spell casting.
"I've been told that Flitwick was a dueling champion when he was younger, and it must be exciting to know who will fight him, Professor Snape or Lockhart!" Hermione said happily.
Vio was sure that Hermione would love it if Quidditch's attack was changed to a duel winner's goal.
The man who appeared next amplified Hermione's joy in an instant, and Gilderoy Lockhart stepped onto the stage, dressed in a fuchsia robe covered in shiny rubble.
Against the backdrop of all the bells and whistles, Professor Snape stood out beside him, even though he was still dressed in a black robe as usual.
Professor Flitwick was surrounded by Ravenclaw students on stage, and it was the diminutive professor who really stood tallest in everyone's minds.
But Lockhart was clearly not very happy with the situation, and he preemptively waved everyone to silence, and then shouted: "Gather around, gather around, can everybody see me? can hear what I'm saying, right? Great!"
"That's right, Professor Dumbledore has allowed me to open this careful dueling club, to train you in case you need to defend yourself one day, and to protect yourself and your classmates, relatives and friends in the ways I have used countless times. ”
"Let me introduce my two excellent assistants, this one Professor Snape and this one Professor Flitwick," Lockhart said, grinning widely, and the Ravenclaw students in the audience burst into laughter.
"Professor Snape told me that he knew a thing or two about dueling himself, and he generously agreed to give me a little demonstration with Professor Flitwick before class.
"I said, I don't want you little ones to worry, so I've decided to have them do the first demonstration first, and then I'll have the winner of the demonstration.
"Don't worry! I'll give you back your Potions teacher or Charms teacher in perfect condition!
The applause in the audience was mostly boys, and Vio guessed they would have preferred to see Snape or Flitwick give Lockhart a good example.
Professor Snape's upper lip curled up as his gaze touched the Slytherin students who were cheering him on.
At this time, Lockhart was still smiling unknowingly, and Vio was sweating for him.
Professor Flitwick spoke a few words to his students before returning to the center of the stage. Lockhart stepped aside.
Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick nodded to each other and bowed to each other, then they walked some distance in opposite directions, turning around, holding their wands to their chests like swords.
"As you can see, they hold their wands in a normal duel position," Lockhart said to the crowd holding their breath, "count to three, and they'll cast their first magic, and of course, there's no danger at all in a duel of their level, but what to worry about is the demonstration that follows."
"One" Snape begins to count, "Two Three"
Flitwick and Snape raised their wands over their shoulders at the same time, and Snape shouted, "Get rid of your weapon!" A dazzling red light flashed towards Professor Flitwick with the shout. (To be continued.) "Elegy for Glory" only represents the author's point of view, if its content is found to be in violation of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.
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