Malfoy's smile was a smirk, Harry fell under his spell, and he didn't want to stop, he pointed his wand at Harry again, "Grinning hula!"

A pillar of light struck Harry in the stomach, and he bent down, gasping for air.

"I said you had to disarm your weapons," Lockhart said, but he didn't stop him at all.

Harry couldn't take it anymore, he was so limp with laughter that he couldn't move.

Malfoy didn't continue to cast the spell, he thought it was very funny to treat Harry like this, he was very happy, and he let his guard down.

Harry, who fell to the ground panting, did not give up, he was secretly holding his wand to Malfoy, and said with a smile, "Tarangella Dance!"

The spell struck Malfoy, and his feet twitched uncontrollably, as if he were doing some fast-paced dance of unknown importance.

"Stop," Lockhart waved his wand continuously, "Stop!"

Malfoy stopped dancing, Harry stopped laughing, and they stood facing each other again, their eyes burning with rage.

"Oh my God, you two ......," Lockhart looked a little annoyed, "you two go down, I think I'd better teach you how to stop the unfriendly spell first." ”

His eyes looked toward the audience, "I need a classmate to cooperate with me," he glanced around and finally said, "Mr. Dursley, please come up and cooperate." ”

Dudley looked at Lockhart coldly, he didn't really want to go up. Lockhart didn't shout at anyone, but he called him up, there must be some conspiracy.

"Professor, if you practice with a student, it won't be too cheap if you spread the word. ”

Lockhart grinned, "We're just helping the students make a demonstration, don't worry, I won't hurt you." ”

Dudley pursed his lips, in Hogwarts, Lockhart would definitely not dare to blatantly hurt him, as for why Lockhart did this, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Go up!"

"Go up!"

I don't know who was the first to coax, and then almost all the little wizards present began to heckle.

"So be it," said Lockhart, "I'll only defend myself against your spell, come, come on." Let's demonstrate to our classmates how to stop the unfriendly spell. ”

Dudley looked at the eager Lockhart and sneered in his heart, he must have bad intentions to want him to go up so urgently.

"Dudley, don't go up," Harry whispered, grabbing Dudley as he walked forward, "Lockhart must be trying to get revenge on you, you only used defensive spells when you were on the pitch. ”

"I'll be careful. Dudley patted Harry's hand.

Harry saw that he couldn't stop Dudley, who had already made a decision, so he had to let go of his hand.

"Be careful. Hermione said with concern.

Dudley stood on the stage and looked at Lockhart, he couldn't see what Lockhart was doing this, could it really be that Lockhart wanted to get revenge in the same way as Harry said?

"Dursley, are you ready?"

Dudley nodded, focusing on Lockhart.

"Then let's get started. Lockhart bent down first.

Dudley took a deep breath and bowed as well.

The two looked at each other, neither of them made a move, and Dudley couldn't help but wonder, could Lockhart really want to be passively defensive?

He thought about it for a moment, and used a soft-legged charm that didn't hurt much to test Lockhart.

Lockhart waved his wand with ease, and the soft-legged charm was defended by him.

"Students, you have seen it," he said, suddenly raising his wand.

Dudley was taken aback by Lockhart's move, and his eyes unconsciously looked at Lockhart's wand.

But at this moment, he quickly lowered his head and turned his back.

For he saw something in the upper right corner of the entrance to the auditorium.

"I throw in the towel. Dulkjin walked straight out of the ring.

He was back in the middle of the crowd, and Hermione saw that something was wrong with him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Dudley shook his head and said nothing.

"Let me thank Dursley's students for their cooperation. Lockhart stood on the stage and applauded, "So ...... next?"

Dudley conjured a small mirror with his wand, reflecting the auditorium doorway in the midst of the crowd.

Only now that he didn't see anything, he exhaled a cloudy breath.

What he had just seen was definitely not a hallucination, and Dudley was very sure of this, he did see a huge snake mouth on stage.

He didn't dare to overreact at the time, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all here, and if they had seen the basilisk's eyes, they would have died.

"Are you alright?" asked Hermione, shaking Dudley's arm.

"It's all right," Dudley said, putting away the mirror in his hand, and he couldn't help but wonder if Lockhart wanted to solve him in this way, but the uncertainty was too great.

He looked back at the stage, where Harry and Malfoy had gone up for some reason, and they were standing facing each other.

"What's going on with them?"

Lockhart shouted to them again to go up and face each other. ”

Dudley frowned, what the hell did Lockhart want to do?

"Three...... Two...... One, go!" Lockhart shouted.

This time, neither Harry nor Malfoy chose to attack each other first.

Malfoy quickly raised his wand and yelled, "Oolong out of the hole!"

The head of his wand exploded, and a long black snake burst out of it and landed heavily on the floor between Harry and Malfoy, and then raised its head to attack.

The crowd screamed, quickly dodging backwards, making way for the clearing.

Harry seemed to be stunned, standing still, staring at the angry snake.

"Let me help you!" Lockhart shouted at Harry.

He raised his wand and waved it menacingly at the snake.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the snake not only did not disappear, but jumped up more than a foot high and fell heavily back to the floor.

The serpent swam furiously, spitting out the letter and swimming straight towards Justin Finchrie, then raising its head and baring its fangs in an offensive posture.

Harry didn't take the opportunity to flee, but moved towards the snake stupidly, as if he were stepping on a small caster, and then stupidly shouted at the snake, "Let him go!"

It's incredible!

The snake slumped to the floor, supple as a thick, black watering hose, its eyes fixed on Harry.

Harry felt his fear disappear little by little, he knew that the snake wouldn't attack anyone again, and how he knew that, he couldn't tell.

He looked up at Justin and grinned. He expected to see a relaxed, confused, or grateful look on Justin's face, but it was anger and horror.

"What do you think you're up to?" he shouted, and before Harry could speak, Justin turned and rushed out of the Great Hall.