Chapter Seventy-One: The Duel Club

There was an attack on the castle, and no one was happy, with perhaps the only exception being Professor Lockhart.

Looking at the current situation, he seemed to feel that the opportunity had come, and it was a time of panic in the hearts of the people, and it was a great opportunity for him to stand up and lead everyone to peace.

So, he was ready to make a move.

"Dueling Club? What's that? ”

Standing under the bulletin board, Draco looked at Sephiroth with a strange expression, and Lockhart was nervous again.

Draco didn't even think about whether this matter had nothing to do with Lockhart, and Lockhart was the only one of the professors in the school who would do such a boring thing.

"It doesn't matter if you go or not anyway, if you're not interested, just don't pay attention to his nerves."

Even if he came into contact with the other side of Lockhart, Sephiroth couldn't figure out what the reason for Lockhart's indirect nervous convulsions in the past three days was.

Probably, Lockhart is such a restless guy by nature.

"Hmph, how can you do it without seeing such an interesting thing!"

Draco snorted, glancing intriguingly at the bulletin board.

This kind of fun event is sure to be of interest to Gryffindor, in that case, the possibility of meeting Potter at the Dueling Club is very high.

Duel, this is a good opportunity to teach Potter a lesson.

It's just that I don't know if Professor Lockhart will allow them to have a duel, in terms of combat effectiveness, Draco will not lose, not to mention the unremembered hardships suffered from Sephiroth, the last midnight duel also proved that Draco is much stronger than Ron and Harry.

I don't know if the saint Potter has learned anything after a year.

However, Harry Potter is not stupid, so there is no reason to fight a battle with no chance of winning. Even if Gryffindor was impulsive, it wasn't really brainless, and with Hermione by his side to remind him, Harry and Ron wouldn't duel Draco again.

"Let's go check it out in the evening."

Turning to squeeze out of the circle of students, Draco said to Sephiroth.

"Whatever, there's nothing else to do."

Nodding, Sephiroth replied.

At 8 p.m., after dinner, they returned to the auditorium, which had changed its appearance. The long dining tables had been moved to other places, a gilded stage protruding from the walls, and hundreds of candles floated in the air in the auditorium, illuminating the place as bright as day.

Sephiroth silently counted, almost all the students in the school were here, crowded together, each with their own magic in their hands, waiting expectantly.

"Who will teach us?"

The students who didn't know the truth were shouting excitedly.

"Hmph, a bunch of idiots!"

Draco pursed his lips in disdain, he dared to come here without even figuring out who organized this club, he was so naïve and innocent.

Soon, Draco spotted the three Harry in the crowd, staring at them coldly, like a snake as a frog was about to attack.

"Oh~no-"

Before the students could finish their discussions, a fancy figure appeared on the stage, and the students were so disappointed that they lamented.

After such a long time, except for those who are really brainless fans, the other students have long seen the "true face" of Lockhart.

Let him teach dueling, is it because they have to learn how to behave coquettishly in duels?

"I'm going back!"

"I'm with me, too!"

The disappointed students wanted to leave, but before they could leave, another figure appeared on the stage, and after being glanced around by the person's cold eyes, the students present shivered, and had no idea of leaving.

"It's Dean Snape—how could it be!"

Draco opened his mouth in surprise that Lockhart was able to invite Snape on stage, which was even more surprising than Harry Bee's sudden dislike of sweets.

"Forget about that, there's a good show to watch now."

Sephiroth patted Draco on the shoulder, pulling him aside.

Draco pursed his lips as he stepped aside with a sneer.

On stage, Lockhart and Snape had begun a duel, standing face to face and bowing to each other.

"What are they doing, bow? Will your opponent bow to you when you're actually fighting? ”

Draco scoffed at Lockhart's foolishness, and sure enough, this duel was Lockhart's performance.

But will things really go the way he thinks they will?

"Count to three, and we'll cast the first magic. Of course, neither of us will take the other's life. ”

On stage, Lockhart was also giving instant commentary to the students.

"One-two-three-"

Both of them jerked their wands over their shoulders at the same time.

Snape shouted, "Get rid of 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.

"Is the [Except Your Weapon] spell that powerful?"

The students were dumbfounded, this power is not like a simple [except for your weapon].

Hermione was terrified and jumped up and down on tiptoe.

"Do you think he's okay?"

She asked with her fingers over her mouth and screaming.

Draco, along with a few Slytherin students, applauded.

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

But Lockhart wouldn't admit that it was his mistake, "Okay, everyone can see it!" He staggered back onto the stage and said, "It's a disarming spell - as you can see, I lost my wand - ah, xiexie, 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, your intention is obvious. If I want to stop you, I don't have to do anything. I think it would be better to let them see it in order to increase their knowledge. ”

Of course, in exchange for Snape's iron-faced face, his explanation was only the dark faces of the students in the audience.

However, Lockhart was not stupid, and he knew that he could not overdo it, or Snape might really send him to the infirmary.

For the sake of acting, Lockhart didn't want to do his job to the extent of being hospitalized.

Snape looked murderous, and Lockhart must have noticed, 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—"

Snape and Lockhart came down from the stage, and they made their way through the crowd, pairing everyone up. Lockhart had Neville and Justin Finchrie pair up, but Snape walked up to Harry and Ron first.

"The Dream Team should be broken up, I think—" he sneered, "Weasley, you can pair up with Finigan. Potter—"

Harry subconsciously moved closer to Hermione.

"I don't think so. Well, I'll give you a deal, Malfoy or Sterling. In this way, you can also be more motivated to fight with each other. ”

When Draco heard this, he immediately took a few steps forward and walked up to Harry, watching him silently and saying nothing.

Snape still had to save face, and Sephiroth stepped forward with a pretense and stood side by side with Draco.

"Sa~ Which duel are you going to fight with us, we are very much looking forward to it. Harry Potter, the legendary savior and the boy who never died, show us how much you are capable of. ”

A member of Gryffindor, who was so mocked by Sephiroth and known for his courage, Harry Potter naturally couldn't back down anymore.

"Sterling - I choose Sterling!"

The last time he suffered from Draco, Harry, who knew that he hadn't grown much, naturally wouldn't ask for it again, so he set his sights on Sephiroth, who was always with Draco.

"Hmph, it's a stupid little troll. Well, it's you, go up and teach Potter what a duel is. ”

Snape beckoned, sending Sephiroth and Harry Potter onto the stage.

Seeing Harry Potter and Sephiroth appear, the surrounding students tacitly slowed down their movements and focused more on observing the duel on the stage.

"Face your partner!" Lockhart returned to the stage and shouted, "Bow! ”

Harry and Sephiroth barely nodded, not even bent even once, they stared at each other intently.

"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." One-two-three-"

Sephiroth naturally wouldn't sneak attack like Draco, and attacking his classmates in full view of everyone wouldn't be tantamount to telling the other classmates that he was a villain?

When Lockhart counted to three, Sephiroth and Harry raised their wands together and shouted at each other, "Except for your weapons." ”

The same spell, different people use different effects, in Harry's hand, Sephiroth only felt a wave of liliang from the wand in his hand to pull the spell away, but Sephiroth just clenched hard to cancel out Harry's spell.

But Harry was in a different situation, as he flew off the stage and slammed into the wall like Lockhart had done before. Harry groaned and slowly slid off the wall, and Hermione and Ron screamed and ran to Harry, helping him up to check.

"Are you alright, Harry?"

Ron looked at his body worriedly, as if Harry was a ceramic that would shatter if he wasn't careful.

"It seems that fame doesn't mean everything, and studying magic for a year doesn't seem to bring you much growth."

Inheriting Snape's poisonous tongue, Draco never shy away from his own ridicule in the face of losers.