As Alan expected, although Professor Lockhart turned his wand into many tricks, he was not able to defeat Professor Snape's simple "Except for your weapons"!

Suddenly, a dazzling red light flashed, and Lockhart was knocked unsteady on his feet. He jerked backwards off the stage, slammed into the wall, and then slid down, curled up on the floor.

Malfoy and a few other Slytherin students applauded. And many girls are jumping up and down, covering their mouths and screaming, worried about their idols.

Professor Lockhart staggered to his feet, his hat falling off and his wavy curls standing on end.

"Well, you see!" he said, staggering back onto the stage, "it's a disarming charm—as you can see, I've lost my wand—ah, thank you, Miss Brown. Yes, Professor Snape, it's a brilliant idea to show them this trick. ”

Professor Lockhart is very good at playing for himself. But Alan felt that Professor Snape's "Except You Weapon" was clean and magical, not to mention the flashy Professor Lockhart, and even his eldest brother Albert, a young and capable Auror, would probably be knocked away.

"But don't mind if I say that, your intention to do so is too obvious. If I want to stop you, I don't have to do anything. I think it would be better to let them see ...... in order to increase their knowledge."

Snape looked murderous. Lockhart probably noticed it too, and he said, "This is the end of the demonstration! Now I'll come among you and divide you into groups of two." Professor Snape, Professor Flitwick, if you will help me......"

"Professor Lockhart, in order to encourage the little wizards to practice seriously, you might as well set up some lottery heads! First, we will work in pairs, we will observe their performance when practicing, and then choose a young wizard from each house to represent their house in a duel. The winner of the final decision will be rewarded with 50 points from his or her house. What do you think, Professor Snape?"

Professor Flitwick, who had been silent, was thrilled as soon as he spoke!

Professor Snape nodded in agreement with Professor Flitwick's suggestion, and scanned the room coolly, as if planning how to pair them together.

"Ah, that's a great idea, that's exactly what I mean. When the winner is decided, I will personally add 50 points to the winner's house, and he will also receive my signed book, "I Can Magic". ”

Professor Lockhart has really gone out of his way to promote his new book.

However, such a reward is indeed very tempting for young wizards. Fifty points for your house would make you a hero of the house!And Professor Lockhart's autographed books are never too much for the little witches!

The Ravenclaws were refreshed when they heard this, and the little wizards were on the verge of going crazy in order to get the score. Professor Flitwick has created such a unique opportunity for everyone, and it must not be missed.

Even Allen took this duel seriously. It was indeed tempting to get 50 points at once! He secretly decided that he had to get his score in his hands and never let other colleges have a chance to widen the score gap.

The three professors weaved through the crowd and paired everyone up.

Lockhart pairs Neville with Justin Fenrieri, Edward is assigned by Professor Flitwick to Flegg of Gryffindor, and Professor Snape has teamed up Hermione with Millison Birdside of Slytherin......

Alan noticed that Malfoy walked up to Harry with a smug smile on his face. Such a grouping is, of course, Professor Snape's masterpiece.

Alan has no opponent yet, and the little wizards of the same grade are too aware of Allen's strength, and no one wants to be his opponent.

Eventually, Professor Flitwick designated George Weasley of Gryffindor as his dueling target.

"I protest, I don't want to compete with my junior brother!" George grimaced, reluctantly.

"Are you afraid of losing to Alan?" Penelope said coldly on the side, and she looked very unhappy when she saw George looking down on Alan.

Penelope happened to be assigned to Percy Weasley of Gryffindor, and she still admired Percy's excellence, but at this time, looking at the identical red hair of the two brothers and the freckles on their cheeks, Penelope's heart was on fire and decided to make Percy look good and taste the power of Ravenclaw!

"Face your partner!" Lockhart shouted back on stage, "Bow!"

George had no choice but to quickly complete the ritual with Allen.

"Raise your wand and get ready!" Lockhart exclaimed, "and when I count to three, I'll cast a spell and disarm the other party's weapon—just disarm—we don't want an accident." One-two-three-"

George jerked his wand over his shoulder, ready to take out Eren quickly. However, in the next second, he flew out and hit the wall.

Embarrassed, he got up from the ground and retrieved his wand, and George, who had always been hippie and smiling, was full of anger.

"You must have attacked early!" George was indignant, he definitely didn't believe that he would be defeated by Allen, who was only in his second year.

"I didn't. But if you really don't believe me, we might as well do it again. "Alan is calm and relaxed, and he is willing to speak with strength.

George agreed without hesitation. Allen asked Professor Flitwick, who had been watching here, to be the referee, lest George not accept the result and refuse to admit defeat.

Standing up again, George didn't bow again, but stared at Alan fiercely. Alan still completed the ceremony politely.

"One-two-three-"

As soon as Professor Flitwick finished speaking, a red light struck George, who was knocked out again and slammed into the wall. His posture and position were exactly the same as before.

He picked up his wand awkwardly and walked back, "I don't want to, but I have to admit that you are indeed better than me, Alan!" George smiled bitterly.

Not all duels are so fast and peaceful, not all young wizards are willing to gamble like George, and not all of them are like Allen, who can defeat their opponents using only "Except You Weapon".

"I said, just disarm!" Lockhart shouted in horror at the heads of the fierce crowd.

Professors Flitwick and Snape weaved through the crowd, unleashing spells for the young wizards who had fallen under other spells.

A puff of green smoke filled the entire venue. Everyone's eyes were red, and the spells were flying.

Edward and Flleg's wands were thrown to the ground, and the two of them became entangled, punching me and slapping me with a lot of joy.

Penelope's wand swung so fast that spell after spell flew towards Percy, and he dodged so badly that he could barely fight back.