Chapter 053 Address Book

"Professor Dumbledore has allowed me to start this little dueling club and train you enough to defend yourself in the way I have used countless times in case you need to defend yourself one day—see my published work for more information." Lockhart said, grinning widely.

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape, who told me that he knows a thing or two about dueling, and he graciously agreed to help me give me a little demonstration before the lesson." His words made Snape curl his lips in displeasure, but Lockhart continued as if he hadn't noticed, "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!" ”

"Wouldn't it be great if they fought to defeat both?" Ron whispered in Harry's ear, and Draco immediately glared at him angrily.

Lockhart and Snape turned to face each other and bowed, at least Lockhart did, and flipped their hands to make a lot of tricks, while Snape just shook his head impatiently, and then they held their 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. ”

"1-2-3-" Both of them jerked their wands over their shoulders at the same time.

"Except for your weapons!" Snape shouted, a dazzling red light flashing from the tip of his staff, and Lockhart was knocked unsteady on his feet, slamming backwards off the stage, hitting the wall, and then sliding down and curling up on the floor.

Draco, Brace, and the other Slytherin students immediately applauded, Catherine smiled at Snape, and Hermione jumped up and down on tiptoe, "Is he okay?" She covered her mouth with her hand and screamed, "Whatever!" Harry and Ron said at the same time.

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

"Okay, you can see it!" Lockhart stumbled back onto the stage and said, "It's a disarming spell - as you can see, I lost my wand - ah, thank you, Miss Brown. Yes, Professor Snape, it's a brilliant idea to show them this trick, but don't mind me when I say that, it's clear that you're here to do this......"

Snape looked murderous. Lockhart probably noticed it too, only to hear him say, "This is the end of the demonstration!" Now I will come among you and divide you all into groups of two. Professor Snape, if you're willing to help me......"

"I don't think they can practice in groups right now," Snape said with a sneer, "these little ones can always make simple things complicated, especially with so many people here, are you planning to stir-fry?" He made a very vivid analogy, but it made Lockhart's smile completely freeze.

"Then please volunteer to come up and make a pair, so that we can correct it in time-" Lockhart quickly regained his normal state, "Potter and Weasley, how are you doing?" He looked kindly at Harry and Ron, revealing their shiny eight teeth.

"The Dream Team should be broken up, I think," Snape said, smiling coldly, "Malfoy, come up here." Let's see what kind of person you can make the famous Potter become. ”

Draco walked up to the stage with a swagger, Harry looked at his sister with an ugly face, Catherine just smiled and didn't say anything else, he looked at Ron and Hermione again, but Lockhart was already urging him to go up.

"Face your partner! Take a bow! ”

Harry and Draco barely nodded, their eyes fixed on each other.

"Raise your wand and get ready!" Lockhart exclaimed, "When I count to three, I'll cast a spell and disarm the other party's weapons - just disarm them - we don't want accidents." 1――2――3――”

Harry jerked his wand over his shoulder, but Draco did so just as he counted to "2", his magic struck Harry so hard that he felt as if he had been hit in the head by a saucepan. He stumbled a little, but fortunately, it seemed that Qiē was still running, so he seized the opportunity to point his wand at Draco and shouted, "Grinning hula!" A silver light struck Draco's stomach, and he bent down, gasping for air.

"I said it, just disarm!" Lockhart shouted in horror.

Draco fell to his knees, and Harness struck him with his arm magic, and he was so limp with laughter that he could barely move. Harry hesitated, he didn't know if it was over. Draco took the opportunity to aim his wand at Harry's knee and said with a smile, "Tarantella!" Immediately, Harry's legs began to dance a brisk step uncontrollably.

"Stop! Stop it! Loha screamed, but Snape took the reins. Stop! He shouted—Harry's feet stopped dancing, Draco stopped laughing, and they both looked up.

"Professor Snape, you were so right!" Lockhart stood between the two boys and said with a look of indignation, "These children are so disobedient. He spoke as if he was the one to stop the chaos, "I think we'd better teach them how to stop unfriendly magic first." ”

"Alright, Harry!" Lockhart walked back and put his arm around the brunette boy's shoulders without waiting for anyone else to comment, "You did it when Draco pointed his wand at you. He raised his wand and waved it from side to side, trying to conjure up a complicated pattern, but accidentally dropped it on the ground.

Snape sneered, and Lockhart hurriedly picked up his wand and said, "Ugh - my wand is a little overexcited." ”

Snape approached Draco and whispered to him for a few moments, and Master Platinum sneered.

Harry looked up at Lockhart nervously and said, "Professor, can you show me another way to stop spells?" ”

"Scared?" Draco lowered his voice to keep Lockhart from hearing.

"You dream." Harry burst out of the corners of his mouth with the words.

"Just do what I did, Harry!" Lockhart happily slapped the brunette boy on the shoulder.

"What, drop your wand on the ground?" Harry asked in surprise, but Lockhart didn't listen to him.

"1-2-3-start!" Lockhart shouted.

Draco quickly raised his wand and yelled, "Oolong out of the hole!" A black mist exploded from the tip of his staff, and a long black snake suddenly burst out of it and landed heavily on the floor between them, then raised its head and prepared to attack, the students screamed and quickly dodged backwards, away from the edge of the stage.

Harry tried to laugh at his opponent's stupidity, but he didn't notice what kind of language he was using.

[You use a snake against me!] 】

"No!" Ron and Hermione reached out to cover their faces at the same time.

"Idiot!" Brace and Pansy cursed under their breath at the same time.

"Well done!" Catherine praised softly, because the suspect they circled was incredulous at the same time, but also showed a vicious gaze that was completely inconsistent with his character.

Seeing this, Catherine couldn't help but look at Snape, who was looking at Harry with a cunning, scheming gaze, as if he had never known that the other man was a snakeman.

"What do you think you're up to?" A frightened and angry shout suddenly rang out, and the person who shouted turned and rushed out of the auditorium.

Catherine thought back for a moment, and found that after Harry spoke in snake language, the snake had been confused, or Draco had miscommanded, and actually swam towards Hufflepuff's second-year student, Justin Finchrie, and raised its head, bared its fangs, and took an offensive stance, while Harry kept staring at the snake and even winked at it, apparently a misunderstanding.

However, this misunderstanding reminded the other students of the "Chamber of Secrets", and they believed that Harry was the "Heir of Slytherin", and the crowd around them began to whisper ominously.

"Take him away at once!" Catherine stabbed the red-haired boy next to her with her arm.

Ron and Hermione hurriedly waved to the stage, Harry walked to the edge of the stage in a daze, and the two immediately pulled him towards the door of the auditorium, completely ignoring whether he would fall or not, as the other students retreated to either side as if they were afraid of getting into trouble.

"There is a room for requirement." As Harry looked at him in bewilderment, Catherine opened her mouth to speak, but did not keep up with them.

As soon as Harry and the three left, Lockhart declared the party over and hurried away, Draco glancing at Catherine and Snape, leading Blaise and Pansy to quietly follow among the other students.

"Do you think it's a game?" As soon as the others left, Snape questioned Catherine.

"Draco, they're measured, they're not going to be as reckless as Harry." Catherine took out a palm-sized black notebook and handed it to Snape, "This is a simple copy of my address book for the seven of us to keep in touch with each other, and you can monitor our movements." ”

"A bunch of idiots!" Snape cursed, reached out and snatched the notebook away, and strode to the door of the Great Hall, his dark back like a terrifying vampire.

Catherine smiled and pulled out a white notebook and pointed her wand at the first page, on which her handwriting appeared.

Catherine To-All: Report their respective locations.

We have reached the eighth floor and are about to enter the Requirement Room. - Harry

Lockhart was running up the stairs on the eighth floor, and we didn't dare to follow too closely. - Draco

The secret word to enter is "221B Baker Street". - Hermione

Lockhart had come to the portrait of the troll battering Barnabas, where he was wandering. - Pansy

How did he know we were in the Room of Requirement? - Ron

What exactly is a Room of Requirement? -- Blaise

Harry, you three stay inside and don't come out, Draco and the three of you go to the seventh floor, wait for me at the bottom of the Requirement Room, and Lockhart doesn't have to pay attention to him. - Catherine

When Catherine finished writing, she put away her notebook and wand and left the auditorium and walked to the seventh floor. Once she had joined up with Draco, she opened a staircase that led to the Room of Requirement in snake language.