At eight o'clock in the evening, Harry and Ron hurried back to the Great Hall because they were going to attend their first meeting at the Dueling Club.

The long dining table in the auditorium vanished, and along one wall appeared a gilded stage, illuminated by hundreds of candles floating in the air. 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.

"I don't know who is going to teach us," they squeezed sideways into the chattering crowd, Ron excitedly said to Harry, "I've been told that Professor Flitwick was a dueling champion when he was younger, and maybe he was the one who taught us." ”

"As long as it's not Lockhart, I don't want to-" Harry's words turned into a moan.

Because Gilderoy Lockhart walked on stage, shining in a fuchsia robe, and the person around him was none other than Snape, and he was dressed in his usual black clothes.

And Luo Cheng followed behind the two with a smile, this time it was his idea to have a dueling club. The great leader Dumbledore gave the task of finding the Parseltongue, so Luo Cheng naturally had to complete it - of course he knew that the culprit in the original book was Voldemort's diary Horcrux, but if he solved the puzzle so quickly, how would so many suspicious White Lords think of themselves? And now there is Draco Malfoy, whose actions are weird and inconsistent with the plot, and Luo Chengcheng is not in a hurry to reveal the mystery. But the task of the great leader Dumbledore could not be left undone, so he thought of pushing Harry Potter out first to attract Dumbledore's attention.

The fact that Harry Potter is a parseltongue in the original plot was exposed during the duel with Draco Malfoy in the fighting club, so Luo Cheng planned to draw a gourd in the same way, but he would not waste energy on this kind of activity, so he found the showy Gilderoy Lockhart, and when he heard that there were such good things to be in the limelight, he naturally took them all over, and then he specially invited Snape as a dueling demonstration assistant.

Lockhart waved everyone to be quiet, and then shouted, "Come around, come around!" Can everyone see me? Can you hear me? That's great! ”

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

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape,"

Lockhart said, grinning widely, "He told me that he knew a thing or two about duels himself, and he generously agreed to help me give me a little demonstration before class. I said, I don't want you little ones to worry - I'll give you back your Potions teacher intact when I'm done demonstrating to him, don't be afraid! ”

Luo Cheng was silent on the surface, but he was happy in his heart. In his previous life, he couldn't figure out why Lockhart would ask Snape to demonstrate his dueling opponent after reading the original plot, but this time he knew Lockhart's calculations - he knew his own ability, so he naturally didn't dare to challenge Professor Flitsch, who had won the duel championship, and Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout were witches, so he didn't want to duel with witches. Thinking about it, Snape was the only dean-level wizard, and with Potions as he taught, Lockhart felt that he might be able to hold him up.

Snape's upper lip curled up at the moment, and 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 slammed backwards off the stage, slammed into the wall, and then slid down, curled up on the floor on his stomach, just in a "Yamucha death pose".