A week later, as Louis and Linda were walking through the foyer, they suddenly saw a large crowd of people gathered around a bulletin board with a piece of parchment that had just been nailed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Louis walked over curiously, because the bulletin board was usually used very inefficiently, and almost all of them were Filch with rules on it that no one wanted to follow.

"Hold a dueling club?" said the little maid in confusion, "Master, who do you say is organizing this project, is it Professor Flitwick? It is said that he was once a dueling champion." ”

"Probably a very powerful fellow, but he knows potions better than Snape, and Transfiguration better than Professor McGonagall. Louis said mysteriously, and when he saw the notice, he knew who it was.

"Who the hell is that?" asked the little maid with a curious face, whether it was a woman or a girl, they always had endless curiosity.

"You'll know when you go. Louis said with a grin.

So, at eight o'clock in the evening, with the little maid's unhappy expression on her face, Louis and the others hurried to the auditorium. Gone were the long dining tables in the auditorium, replaced by a rectangular gilded stage with hundreds of candles floating above it. The ceiling was as black as velvet, and almost all the students in the school came, and they were very curious about the so-called dueling club, and everyone was full of excitement with their wands in their hands, and they seemed to be eager to try it at first.

"Hi Harry, Hermione. Louis saw Harry and Hermione in front of him, and he walked over to say hello.

"Louis!" Harry subconsciously took two steps back, looking startled, knowing that he had never been so exaggerated even when he saw Snape.

"I'm not a terrible magical creature, you don't need to be so scared, Harry. Louis said with a shrug.

"Huh..... Ha... Yes—" Harry replied very awkwardly.

Harry silently complained in his heart: You are not as scary as magical creatures, that is because you are more scary than those so-called dangerous creatures. Poor Ron's performance in the past few days is enough to fully prove it, otherwise there would be no such a lively thing for Ron, and he can't climb up now. At the same time, he silently decided in his heart that if Louis wanted to give him something like an amulet, then he would definitely refuse.

"Huh, why didn't I see Weasley?" asked Louis, feigned surprise.

"Ron.... He.... Well..... He's not feeling well...."Harry said hesitantly, he couldn't say that Ron couldn't sleep well for a whole week because of your broken amulet, and he didn't fall asleep until today, and when he fell asleep, he dreamed of a swarm of spiders biting him, and he was struggling on Madam Pomfrey's refreshing potion for the whole week.

Harry was startled when he saw Louis because of Ron's miserable appearance, what if Louis brought him one of these? Harry didn't want to be with Ron, and he would have nightmares for a whole week.

Although Hermione also knew that Ron couldn't sleep well for a whole week because of the amulet given by Louis, but after all, he didn't have an intuitive feeling, Harry slept next to Ron, and he was also tossed by Ron and didn't get a good night's sleep.

"yes, that's a shame, say hello to him for me. Louis said hypocritically, although he wished Ron was a little worse, but at least he had to perform better, right?

"Louis, do you think who's going to teach us, Professor Dumbledore?" Harry quickly changed the subject, he didn't want to continue discussing poor Ron with Louis.

"Who do you want to teach us?" asked Louis rhetorically.

"Actually, I don't care who teaches us, the professors in our school are very good, as long as they are not ........" Harry's words turned into a moan, and it turned out to be Gilderoy Lockhart on the stage. He was dressed in a fuchsia robe, and he was radiant, which was very suitable for him if he went to a banquet. Beside him stood Snape, who was still wearing his usual black robes, and his whole person still looked gloomy.

Looking at Harry's expression, you can know how sour his heart is at this time, after all, there are two people standing on the stage who "care" about him the most.

"Harry, I think you should major in prophecy, what do you think?" Louis certainly wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity to gloat.

"Oh, spare me, Louis. Harry groaned in pain, he could have met his bad luck, but it was too late for him to leave, Snape and Lockhart were staring at him. "Louis, do you have your amulet left, I need it badly, I want a strengthened one, I can go to Madam Pomfrey right away. Harry asked with a wry smile.

In order to escape from here, he didn't care about nightmares all night, it was better for him to have nightmares, at least he didn't have to be embarrassed in front of the whole school.