Winter is getting on, and this year's winter in the Scottish Highlands is relatively rainless, and since there are no basilisk disasters this term, it is clear that the days will be the most peaceful in years and even in the years to come. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe winter sun shines brightly in the dormitory, Wang Yong is lying in the dormitory, obviously this time is too much sleep for him.

But I just didn't want to get up, looking at the shadow of the sun on the wall, Wang Yong seemed to be thinking about something in his head and didn't seem to think about anything, so he felt very comfortable.

But the calm was soon shattered, and the voice of small boots came from outside the door: "Yong! ”

Wang Yong turned his head, and sure enough, it was Susan.

"Why haven't you gotten up yet?"

Wearing a yellow woolen coat, she ran in on her feet, and immediately put her cold hand into Wang Yong's warm quilt.

"Hey, it's so cool." Wang Yong looked at Susan helplessly, somewhat nostalgic for the time when she couldn't answer Eagle Head's questions in the first grade.

She grinned and got into Wang Yong's quilt and squeezed together with him, her head was on the pillow, and her bright eyes looked at Wang Yong.

Wang Yong couldn't help pinching her nose: "Naughty!" Get up. ”

Susan hugged Wang Yong's waist: "Don't do it, I'm going to sleep in your arms for a while." ”

Wang Yong lay down again, watching her close her eyes in his arms, her pale eyelashes as if they were transparent in the winter morning sun.

Susan twitched her nose slightly: "We still slept together when we were kids, and sometimes we did during the summer vacation last year." Right now...... Humph......"

Wang Yong was embarrassed and stroked Susan's back: "Mm-hmm." ”

Susan felt that a lot of her time with Wang Yong was taken up by the snow, and she was somewhat psychologically unbalanced, and she and Wang Yong were not in the same academy.

Susan drilled into Wang Yong's arms, lay down comfortably for a while, and after a while, while feeling the comfortable breath in Wang Yong's arms, she said: "I saw a notice posted on the bulletin board today, saying that a dueling club is going to be opened, are you interested?" ”

Wang Yong stroked Susan's long flaxen hair and smiled, "Probably Lockhart's idea." ”

"Oh, and he's the only one who likes to be in the limelight, and I originally guessed that it might be the dean of your academy, Professor Flitwick, after all, he also won the dueling championship back then."

"Really? I don't know about it yet. ”

"Well, I heard from Granger too. Speaking of which, if Lockhart started it, don't you have to support it? Susan asked curiously.

"No, it's just that I owe him a favor when I clashed with Koalagan."

"Oh."

The two of them said this without a match, and they did not get up together until noon.

Of course, the consequence was that the snow didn't give Wang Yong a good look for a day.

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, when Wang Yong and his party arrived in the auditorium, the long dining table disappeared, and a gilded stage appeared along one wall, illuminated by hundreds of candles floating above.

Once again, the ceiling was dark like velvet, and almost all the students in the school came, crowded one after another, each with their own wands and their faces full of excitement.

Gilderoy Lockhart walked onto the stage, shining in a fuchsia robe.

Although it would be better to have Wang Yong's help in the second grade, Lockhart still accidentally exposed the essence of the straw bag that he would only read "forget everything", and the Defence Against the Dark Arts class soon became an acting class that reproduced the scene of his struggle with the Black Arts.

Lockhart's side was none other than Snape, dressed in his usual black clothes. Lockhart waved everyone to be quiet, and then shouted, "Come around, come around!" Can everyone see me? Can you hear me? Great!"

"That's right, Professor Dumbledore has allowed me to start this little dueling club and train you enough in case you need to defend yourself one day, in the way I have used countless times - for more information on this, see my published work."

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," said Lockhart, grinning widely, "and he told me that he knew a thing or two about dueling, and he generously agreed to assist me in a little demonstration before class. 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 teased from the side.

Snape's upper lip curled.

The Hogwarts students looked at Lockhart with sympathy, and in Potter's words: if Snape had looked at him like that, he would have spread his legs and run desperately in the opposite direction.

After all, Snape was a little prince of the dark arts who would not have been able to do the dark arts that many seventh-year students would have since entered the school.

Lockhart and Snape turned to face each other and bowed. At least Lockhart bowed, his hands flipping in a lot of patterns, and Snape just shook his head impatiently.

Then, they held their respective 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. ”

"I don't bet." Harry watched as Snape bared his teeth and whispered.

"One-two-three-" The two slammed 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.

Malfoy and a few other Slytherin students applauded. Hermione jumped up and down on tiptoe. "Do you think he's okay?" She asked with her fingers over her mouth and screaming.

The corners of Wang Yong's eyes twitched, and he stepped forward to help Lockhart up, his hat fell off, and his wavy curls stood on end.

"Thank you." Lockhart thanked, but it was his instinct to pretend to be forced.

"Okay, you can see it!" He insisted on getting back on stage, saying, "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, 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 ...... in order to increase their knowledge."

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......"

Snape said with a cold face: "Wait a minute, who helped you up just now, let me see ......"

"It's the dueling prince of Ravenclaw, who not only defeated Lucius......"

Malfoy's cheers disappeared immediately, and there was an expression of shame and fear on his face, looking at Wang Yong, whose face was gradually gloomy.

"And turned Gryffindor's koala root into a pig, and now you haven't recovered." The corners of Snape's mouth curled into a sneer, "Let me see how strong you are, Wang Yong." ”

Wang Yong smiled and drew his ebony wand: "It's my honor to duel with the half-blood prince. ”

Snape's face froze, and he looked at Wang Yong incredulously.