Malfoy couldn't understand why his beloved Dean had let him take the stage again, and the opponent was still McGoss, who he was not absolutely sure of, and reluctantly stepped up to the dueling ring and looked at Snape with a puzzled look.

Snape ignored Malfoy's doubts,

"Noether, Goyle, you two stand on either side of the table, help Malfoy resist Will's spell, remember that you can only block, not attack."

"It's not in accordance with the rules." Lockhart heard Snape's arrangement and said with a confused face, when will there be two helpers in the wizarding duel?

McGoth was also dumbfounded, looking at the triangle camp opposite, he was in a trance playing a mobile game in his previous life, burning vegetables, the difference is that he now represents the boss.

What is Snape thinking, if you want to check yourself, you don't have to be in public, not only Lockhart and Gryffindor, but the other three houses are also fried, especially Gryffindor just lost a game, and now he is being targeted like this, what kind of hatred and resentment.

Snape looked at Lockhart and the students around him,

"You think I want to do that?" He scoffed, and the crowd died down.

"You're the worst wizard I've ever taught, if not a little bit of the past." This is the end of the sarcasm.

McGoth was quite excited about Snape's words before he realized that something was wrong, after all, he had just known that he was so prominent in this person's eyes. It wasn't until I found out that I was in the spotlight that I suddenly realized, is this a passive group ridicule?

The hesitation on Malfoy's face was gone, he had fought against McGoss, although he lost in the end, but he was not the kind of person who was crushed, Snape's optimism about McGos made him a little unconvinced, he could admit that McGoth was a little better than him, but he would never think that much worse.

"Three, two, one. Begin! ”

"Except for your weapons!" Magos quickly cast his spell and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Faint!" Not only did Malfoy not use the spell in advance this time, but he also waited for Magos's spell to be counteracted by Nott's obstacles before using the spell, Slytherin is not the kind of pedantic wizard, and it is their spirit to use everything that can be used.

McGoth dodged Malfoy's spell with a subconscious move, and the red light rushed into the crowd.

"Stop!" Snape casually stopped Malfoy's spell.

"You can only use the Disarming Charm." Lockhart shouted again.

"Professor Lockhart, there's no need to force them to use any spells right now, you and I stop the runaway spells."

Lockhart looked at the duel teaching, which was already completely out of his control, "If something happens..."

"I'm in charge." Lockhart, who was choked, had no choice but to nod in frustration, feeling depressed, this new type of teaching was something he had to grind Dumbledore many times to get him to agree, he thought that he could use this time to become the most popular professor at Hogwarts, but he didn't expect to be disrupted by Snape.

If I hadn't been able to beat him. He thought again.

Seeing that the two professors had reached an agreement, McGoth flicked his wand at Malfoy and motioned to continue.

Malfoy glanced back defiantly.

Speechlessly, he looked at the 'protection towers' on both sides of him, not to mention the rest, and his mentality was definitely stable.

"It's all petrified!" McGoth took advantage of the fact that the other party was still a little distracted, and quickly cast a spell.

"Invisible barriers!" Goyle slowed down, not blocking the gray glow.

"Armor Armor!" Knott didn't care if Goyle made a move.

"Bang!"

Malfoy nodded happily to Nott

"Phantom Attack!" He used the spell that had just knocked Harry flying.

"Phantom Attack!" McGoth didn't expect the spell just now to defeat Malfoy, and he had already prepared the next spell, which happened to be the same as Malfoy's. But the same spell that spelled Malfoy was an invisible shockwave, and his was the gray shadow of an animal.

Malfoy's spell disappeared after the collision, and his spell only reduced some power, and then dissipated when it touched Goyle's spell.

"What is this?" Lockhart looked at McGoth with an incredible gaze, isn't this kind of magic spell stronger than that of an opponent should only be done by adult wizards, why did he see it from a second-year little wizard, inexplicably thinking of what Snape said just now, he understood a little, and then thought about whether he should also have a good relationship with McGoss, and took a photo by the way.

Unlike Lockhart who knew why, the little wizards around them didn't know about the twists and turns, they only knew the same spell, and Magos used twice as much power as Malfoy, and they were surprised to discuss with each other, and someone went out of their way to ask Harry about them. It's just that Harry and the others are also surprised, knowing for the first time that Magos still has this ability.

"Quiet." Snape's deep voice rang out.

"Oolong out of the hole!" Malfoy on stage was stunned for a moment, then ignored the commotion below, and cast a summoning spell that sent a cobra out of nothing.

McGoth didn't expect Malfoy to end up using the spell, but unfortunately he didn't disappear the spell, nor did he summon the spell, and he thought Malfoy was just like him.

'It seems that some pure-blood wizards will go to magic school, and there will be people in the family who will teach them spells. ’

"It's all petrified!" There was no way that the spell would not disappear, so I had to control the snake first. However, he didn't expect Goyle to even defend against his spell against the snake.

After a few seconds, the snake was almost at his feet, and just as he was about to use the defensive charm, Harry began to speak to the snake. Magos felt the urge to cover his face, but Harry still exposed this skill by going around and around.

As expected, the sensation of this ability was far greater than the phantom attack that McGoth had just made. Fortunately, the school legend of the Slytherin heirs did not appear, but even so, people who were not familiar with Harry had to subconsciously stay away from him, and Harry was a little uncomfortable with the behavior of his classmates, but fortunately, he already knew the origin of his ability, and he could understand their behavior.

Cobra and Harry communicated, and Magos didn't have to waste his mana with a defensive charm, but he found that this would not work, although his magic was much greater than that of Malfoy, there were still two 'protection towers' there, and it was impractical to use their mana in this situation.

After two more spells were useless, he suddenly had an idea,

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!" He dodged Malfoy's attack and used the Levitation Charm to take control of a small stool behind him. The three people on the other side were staring at him intently, thinking he was going to use some kind of control spell. I didn't expect him to use the levitation charm. When they reacted and looked back.

"The stool is flying!"

"Bang." Malfoy's face made intimate contact with the stool, and he fell on his back.

"Pretty." Ron roared loudly from the audience. Others applauded. For the first time, they had discovered that spells could be used in this way.

Snape glanced indifferently at Malfoy, who was covering his face, and the two 'Protection Towers' with their heads bowed and at a loss.

"Gone without a trace!" He walked up to the stage and waved his wand, and the cobra that had spoken to Harry about not attacking Magos turned into a puff of black smoke and vanished.

"Good, three people." He said coldly and strode out of the classroom.

This sentence silenced the young wizards who were cheering for McGoss, and they thought of what Snape had just said about him. One by one, they looked at McGoth with complicated eyes.

McGoth looked at Snape's back with a big head, what is this called, there is no need to play so big.

"Very good duel." Lockhart watched Snape leave, and hurried to the dueling ring.

"I decided that this duel would be in my next book. Congratulations, Mr. Will, you might be a wizarding star like the Weird Sisters, and I'd like us to take a picture together. ”

The defeat just now didn't lower Lockhart's status in the hearts of the young wizards, and if Snape's words only made them feel unconvinced, Lockhart's words were enough to ignite the jealousy of the little ones.

"I can't believe it." Hermione looked at Magos enviously as she walked.

"Aren't you thrilled at all, Professor Lockhart is the most popular in the wizarding world, and if he writes your real name in his new book, you might be really popular."

"I'm not excited, and I don't feel angry." McGoth looked at Hermione with a little jealousy with a headache,

"He was just a kind talk, and the duel was like a child's play in the eyes of the professor."

"But," Hermione tried to say, but Ron pushed her aside.

"McGoth, why is the Phantom attack you used just now stronger than Malfoy's, you didn't see his eyes straight." Ron's question also caught Harry's attention.

"I don't know much about this, maybe it has something to do with how often I train with Snape." McGoth vaguely guessed that it might have something to do with Viadandy, but there was no need for such a person to tell them.

……

Late at night, Magos quietly left the Gryffindor common room with the invisibility cloak he had borrowed from Harry. He eventually wanted to try his luck with Lockhart, in case he didn't have his diary with him.

Avoiding Filch, he slowly arrived at Lockhart's office, and just as he was about to push open the door, he heard a voice inside, quietly retracted his hand, and pressed his ear to the office door, he now missed the telescopic ear invented by the twins. Fortunately, the sound inside is quite loud, otherwise it would be difficult to hear a normal sound through a door.

"Where?" Lockhart's voice sounded like he was anxious.

"Why is it that I have it with me, and I don't have it in the office, where can this fall?" McGoth suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

"Could it be that I accidentally dropped that class in the afternoon? No, I'm going to look for it. Hearing this, McGoth quietly took a few steps back.

The office door opened, and Lockhart walked quickly towards the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom with an impatient face.

McGoth's foreboding feeling is getting stronger and stronger, can't he be so unlucky, just get the news that the diary is likely to be in Lockhart's hands and he lost it? Could it be such a coincidence, or did the diary detect me? Deliberately disappearing? McGoth was taken aback by what he thought. It was decided to follow Lockhart.

Soon Lockhart was in the classroom,

"The journal is flying!" He used the Flying Charm for the first time. However, nothing happened in the classroom. Lockhart's anxiety turned to disappointment. Unwillingly, he looked at the professor again and left.

After Lockhart left, Magos took off his invisibility cloak and looked at the classroom a little blankly, how could this happen?

A somewhat dejected McGoth walked down the road to the lounge in a trance, wondering when he would show his feet. Yes, he was sure that the diary was aware of his presence, and that he had disappeared from Lockhart this time to avoid him, for no reason, it was his instinct as a wizard.

As he walked, he suddenly felt that someone was calling him, he subconsciously looked back, there was no one, there was no ghost, inexplicably he thought of Hermione's story yesterday, and a chill arose. Just as he was about to walk back to the lounge quickly, the feeling of someone calling out to him became even stronger, he involuntarily walked over there, took two steps and suddenly stood still, he looked at the gray corridor in front of him with some horror, could it be that the basilisk appeared again? He thought.

He slowly pressed against the wall of the hallway, took out the wand in his arms, and just as he wondered if the cloak of invisibility would stop the petrified gaze of the basilisk, he casually flicked an old book and landed quietly in the corner.

'Who's losing this book?' It's sloppy. The words raced through his mind, and now was not the time to be cranky, so he leaned against the wall with a nervous face, wand in his hand, to prevent the sudden danger.

However, as the minutes ticked by, Magos went from a nervous cold sweat to a little cold basilisk that didn't show up. He relaxed a little, thinking that the basilisk shouldn't have noticed him, and that Harry's invisibility cloak was still awesome.

With no danger around him, he turned his gaze to the old book in the corner, thinking of seeing who had left it and would send it to someone tomorrow.

Walk there, pick up the book, it's old, that's the first feeling of McGoth, and then open the first page, there's a name. call

Tom. Riddle.

"Tom. Riddle? McGoth didn't react immediately,

"Kind of familiar, huh?" Magos felt his breath stagnate, this, this?

It can't be the journal, yes, Tom. Riddle. It's up to me? McGoth has a feeling that he can't spit out a word in a thousand words, he has spent so much thought, and it is a campus legend, and he wants to use Harry, use Viadandy, and follow Lockhart late at night, all in vain, is this called a mountain and a heavy water with no way out, and another village?

McGoth suppressed the desire to continue turning the pages, put away the notebook, which was supposed to kill people, and returned to the common room with a little trepidation, and then put it away, not that he didn't want to hide it, he thought it was useless, Lockhart had already experimented with it.