"Hey! Harry, did you see that? Professor Dracula's method of defeating Snape was learned from my wand!"

Ron looked excitedly at the scene just now, jumping excitedly, shaking Harry's shoulders constantly, "Professor Dracula learned from me, that is to say, it is my method, and to sum it up briefly, it is to say that I defeated Snape!"

Ron was in a state of high spirits, as if it wasn't Dracula who had defeated Snape, but himself!

Harry glanced at him, and was about to complain about something, but his expression suddenly changed, and he tensed up and turned his head, frozen in place.

"What are you doing, Harry?" Ron watched his movements suspiciously, poking him in the ribs, "I see, you don't want to admit my excellence, you want to change the subject!"

Harry was poked a little itchy, and with a smile, he quietly pouted in the direction of the stage.

"What are you doing, Harry? Why don't you speak?" Ron poked Harry in the ribs again.

This time Harry finally couldn't help himself, and laughed out loud.

"Ron, don't be complacent here, look at the other end of the stage!" He said with a smile.

"What could there be over there, except for Snape, who had just become Professor Dracula's defeated men......" Ron said, "Wait, Snape?"

At the mention of Snape's name, Ron suddenly came to his senses and his heart was beating wildly.

He immediately covered his mouth to prevent anything more from saying anything inappropriate, and then cautiously looked in the direction where Snape had just fallen off the stage.

At the edge of the stage, Snape didn't know when he had stood up, staring at Ron and Harry with extremely cold eyes.

[I have known an old book friend for ten years to recommend to me to chase books, @

Observe Dracula's every move in order to beware of Dracula's sudden attack. As a result, he didn't have much time to pay attention to the not-so-striking ash wand in his hand.

In short, Snape was plotted by Dracula and was overshadowed by the wand in his hand.

So he angrily came to Dracula and asked him why he had used these boring little tricks to win.

"Because I've been in a fight with you twice." Dracula said as a matter of course, "I have to say, except for the first time there was a little surprise, and then it was no fun to fight with you."

Snape's eyes froze with a bit of astonishment, and then a fierce rage flared. His teeth rattled, but there was nothing he could do with Dracula.

"I'm sorry, Professor Snape." Dracula said happily, "This reverse wand was the inspiration I just got, and I can't help but use you as a test subject."

"Ronald Weiss was the inspiration, right?" Snape's mood stabilized, followed by a malicious sneer.

"That's right." Dracula bowed slightly, "Wesley's wand is broken, but the bad wand glued with magic tape has other properties, which I didn't expect."

"I'm not interested in how you got the inspiration, Dracula." Snape said with a grim face, "I just wanted to ask you for authorization from a dueling club—"

"I'm going to ask you to assign Ronald Weiss and Harry Potter to the dueling group!"

Dracula's gaze swept over Harry and Ron, who were looking at death in the audience, and there was a bit of interest in his eyes.

"Of course!" He was looking forward to Snape's torture of Harry and Ron, so he decided to sell the two Gryffindor wizards.

"Alright, let's do it for the duel demonstration first!"

Dracula turned and spoke aloud to the young wizards in the audience, raising his hand and snapping his fingers.

Immediately afterward, countless bright dividing lines suddenly appeared on the marble floor of the auditorium, crisscrossing and enclosing many small arenas for duels.

"Now Professor Snape and I will walk among you and divide each of you into a group, and the two young wizards in each group will duel."

"Hmm...... Due to the size of the venue, it was difficult for our seventh-year students to duel at the same time, and Professor Snape and I were not too convenient to take care of the safety of each pair of young wizards in a duel, which would be too troublesome......

….

Hearing this, Snape glanced at Dracula, and the corners of his eyes jumped, 'So...... It's not that this person can't take care of the safety of all students, it's just that it's troublesome, right......

"Well, start with the young wizards." Dracula didn't care what Snape was thinking, and continued, "Given that the first year is still a short time to learn, I'm watching the battle for the time being, and the second year wizard will start the dueling match first!"

He winked happily at Snape, "Professor Snape will be grouping the young wizards in their second year for the next duel."

Snape nodded knowingly and stepped off the stage with a sneer.

Harry and Ron in the audience felt bad, shivering and hugging each other, desperately squeezing towards the back of the crowd.

Snape walked briskly off the stage, long black robes fluttering behind him.

Even if he had just lost the duel, there was still a terrifying aura surrounding his body, and none of the little wizards in the audience dared to approach him!

He walked through the crowd, hastily pairing the second-graders in sight—

Neville Longbottom and Hufflepuff's Justin Finchrie make up a pair; Malfoy's two henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle, formed a pair......

However, his pace did not stop in the slightest for the grouping, and he continued to walk towards the middle of the crowd.

Harry and Ron sensed that Snape had never taken his eyes off the two of them!

Eventually, Harry and Ron retreated to the wall, and there was no way back.

With a cold smile of inexplicable meaning on his face, Snape walked up to the two of them.

"You two dream teams should be broken up, I think," he said with a sneer, "Wes, you can form a pair with Seamus Finigan. As for Potter—"

Harry subconsciously looked at Hermione as she came along, her eyes full of worry.

"I don't think you should be paired with Miss Granger, you're stuck together all day, and it's not challenging to get hands-on at all." Snape said, a grim smile on his face, "Malfoy, come up here."

He looked at Draco Malfoy, who was standing between Crabbe and Goyle, "Let's see if the famous savior, Harry Potter, wins by living up to the expectations of those stupid people, or whether Malfoy of Slytherin is superior......

"As for you, Miss Granger—you can be paired with Miss Millicent Birdside."

Malfoy walked over with a smug smile on his face, and looked very bad.

Behind him was a Slytherin girl, tall and strong, stocky, with a fat chin that stretched forward menacingly, not far less than the big Crabbe and Goyle.

Hermione grinned at her, but she ignored it.

The sturdy Miss Millison Persted even caught Dracula's eye.

Dracula immediately gave her own judgment, poor Miss Granger could only win if she used all the spells she had mastered to delay time from afar.

This is indeed the case, if the mage is given a hard control by Meat Tan closely, it will probably be cold......

….

"Face your partner!" Seeing that the second-year students were paired in pairs, Snape returned to the stage and shouted, "Bow!"

Hearing the password, most of the young wizards in the audience bowed politely to their opponents.

But Harry and Malfoy, the two old enemies, didn't move, didn't even think of nodding their heads, just stared at each other intently and viciously.

"Raise your wands!" Snape's cold voice rang out again, "One-two-three-"

Before he could count to three, there were many young wizards who were either nervous or wanted to carry out a sneak attack, so they took the lead and did it.

Malfoy was one of the little wizards who wanted to carry out the sneak attack, and he did it when Snape had just counted to "two"-

"Full speed knockback (flipendo)!"

His spell struck Harry so hard that he felt as if he had been hit in the head by a saucepan, and he staggered.

Luckily, Malfoy's knockback charm didn't seem to be very skillful, and it didn't knock Harry back as expected.

So Harry seized the opportunity, pointed his wand at Malfoy, and shouted:

"Rtusera!"

A silver light struck Malfoy's stomach, and he bent over, gasping for air.

The silver light was an elbow spell that struck Malfoy and made him unable to move with laughter.

Looking at Malfoy kneeling on the ground in front of him, Harry hesitated, vaguely feeling that he should not use magic on Malfoy while he was on the ground, it was against the ethics of the game......

However, not everyone has the same quality as him.

Malfoy laughed desperately as he aimed his wand at Harry's knee.

"Tarantallegra!" He shouted with a laugh.

The next moment, Harry's legs twitched uncontrollably under the influence of the dance step charm, as if he were doing a kind of comical tap dance.

……

Compared to the duel between Harry and Malfoy, the duel between Ron and Seamus Finigan was much kinder.

After Snape counted three times, the duel began.

Ron and Seamus stood at opposite ends of the field, looking at each other

Fang, waiting for the person opposite to strike first.

"Seamus, you do it first, I'll let you." Ron looked at Seamus, who was slow to make a move, and said with a mysterious expression.

He knew that his wand was not easy to use, and if he did it first, it was very likely that he would let the spell hit him in reverse.

So he had to let Seamus do it first!

"Why don't you do it first, Ron?" Not to be outdone, Seamus said, "I can let you too!"

Seamus also knew that his magic spell was not well mastered, and many ordinary magic spells had become time bombs to him, and he would inevitably lose eight hundred before injuring the enemy.

So he had to let Ron do it first!

The scene immediately came to an impasse.

At this moment, Ron suddenly remembered the duel between Professor Dracula and Snape.

Professor Dracula's way of defeating Snape was to have a wand that could cast a spell in reverse be captured by his opponent, so that he could plot against the opposite wave and eventually win.

Thinking of this, Ron was overjoyed -

"Seamus, quick, quick, use the Disarming Charm on me!"

He shouted loudly, even raising his wand high above his head, facing Seamus in a "Dharma ***" posture.

Seamus: "?"

"Want to yin me? There are no doors!" Seamus immediately saw through Ron's trick and smirked, "Ron, don't think I don't know what your wand is! You've messed up in class more than once!"

But watching Ron raise his hands in the air, Seamus was unwilling to miss such a rare opportunity to win.

So he gritted his teeth and cast another spell—

"Lootoribbly!"

The next moment, a violent explosion occurred in front of Seamus......

Looking at Seamus with a dark face in front of him, Ron couldn't help but laugh out loud, "It's you, the demolitionist Seamus, even the soft leg charm can be used as a bomb!"

Then, he confidently raised his wand and pointed at Seamus, feeling that he had a chance of victory—

"Furnuulus!"

The next moment, Ron's own pimple spell hit him in the stomach......

Looking at Ron, who was full of pimples, Seamus, who had a black face, also laughed, "It's you, genius Ron, I know that you are the best at beating yourself!"

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