They walked to the left and right ends of the stage.

"Wizard duels, there must be necessary etiquette." Lockhart bared his teeth and smiled brightly, "First of all, we have to show respect to our opponents. ”

He turned his head to look at Snape and bowed respectfully.

Snape was reluctant and nodded his head reluctantly.

"I wish it could be so polite when I met a basilisk." An older Gryffindor wizard spoke dissatisfiedly, "It's weird to bow before a fight. ”

The Slytherins did not say the contrary this time, and nodded approvingly.

To fight is to fight.

Victory is all that matters.

If the sneak attack can win, it must be a sneak attack!

On stage, the two wizards held their wands up in front of their chests, and Lockhart turned his head and continued to introduce to the young wizards: "Usually after we salute, we assume a duel pose, like this-"

He flicked his wand, and the slender stick flew around his fingertips.

Snape was impatient and ready to turn his wand directly at him.

"The degree of manipulation of the wand is also the key to the level of the duelist." He was triumphant, looking at the increasingly gloomy face on the other side, before he retracted slightly, "Count to three, and we will cast the first spell, of course, we will not harm each other's lives." ”

"One, two, three—"

He shouted in a lengthened tone.

At the moment when the sound of "Rui" fell, both of them raised their wands high at the same time.

"Except for your weapons!"

A red light shot out, coming from Snape.

"Armor protection!"

The white light shone through the tip of Lockhart's wand, and an invisible barrier shielded his body, and the disarming charm slammed into it, leaning out with a clatter, and striking the candlestick beside him.

Harry, Snape, and even the other professors had a look of surprise on their faces.

Lockhart was smug too, but he didn't even have time to laugh.

"Except for your weapons!"

The second disarming spell was fired, and the iron armor spell cast by his barren magic power could not stop the second fire, and the savage impact caused him to fall back and sit down, and the wand in his hand flew high and fell into Snape's hand.

Ron gloated: "I knew he was going to be embarrassed." ”

Harry shook his head, "It's hard to imagine that he could cast the Iron Armor Curse. ”

The Iron Charm is a profound form of magic.

With the quality of Defence Against the Dark Arts teaching at Hogwarts over the past few decades, it's a rare thing that Lockhart can show it.

Lockhart looked a little dazed, he didn't expect that he could only hold on to one wave.

After a while, he got up from the stage, his robe was scattered, several buttons were opened, and his hat fell to the ground, he picked it up, patted the ashes, put it back on his head, and said dryly: "Good! You've seen it. ”

"This is a demonstration that Professor Snape and I are giving to everyone."

"A disarming charm, this is the best spell to use in a duel, to make the opponent lose his wand."

"But you've noticed, the spell I used just now, the one that resisted the disarming spell, is the Iron Armor Spell, yes, it's this extremely profound spell, some Aurors can't use it, only a good wizard like me can cast a spell."

"It can resist almost all evil curses except the Unforgivable Curse."

"The most important thing in a duel is not only offense and defense, but also... Well... And the battle concept! ”

"Professor Snape's choice is very good, he saw that I used a defensive strategy, and continued to attack, of course, I let the water go, and I can't really fight, so it would be good for you to have a rough idea of what a duel is like."

Snape scoffed, tossing his wand over.

Lockhart leaned over and caught it in a hurry: "This is the end of the demonstration, but-"

"To show you the difference between a young wizard and a real wizard."

"Mr. Potter!"

He abruptly called names.

The eyes of the crowd fell sharply on Harry.

"I wonder if you'd like to fight me," Lockhart stiffened and took a deep breath, "Would you like to have a duel with my assistant, Professor Snape?" ”

Snape looked at the peacock in amazement, how would this opportunity be given to him? The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook slightly.

"Of course." Harry responded.

"Then come on stage." Lockhart beckoned cheerfully.

Snape shook his head and looked at McGonagall, "Potter and I don't have anything to do with such bells and whistles. ”

He stepped down.

McGonagall waved her wand and moved off the stage—Lockhart, who was still standing on the stage, was unprepared, stumbling and nearly falling again.

The crowd automatically moved out of the way where they felt enough space.

"Dear Professor." Harry walked up to him and drew his sword from his Sorting Hat, "Please advise. ”

"Put away that disgusting emphasis!" Snape gritted his teeth.

Lockhart ran over and naturally acted as a referee: "Now, bow!" ”

The two of them stood stiffly, and none of them had the intention of bowing their heads.

"Well, you don't need this between you either." Lockhart laughed awkwardly, "Then one, two......"

He hadn't finished pronouncing the last note of "two" yet.

Harry dodged with a roll.

Invisible magic is coming.

Lockhart became an obstacle in the middle.

He hung upside down uncontrollably, his loose robe falling down, revealing his bushy chest hair and his specially groomed, white belly.

"Professor, you love this spell so much." With a wave of his wand, Harry jumped up and down in the distance, transforming into dozens of white wolves, and pounced on Snape, "Is there anything unpleasant with my father because of this spell?" ”

"The Transfiguration Charm is so rude? Professor McGonagall will cry. Snape's tone was cold, and with a wave of his wand, flames erupted, rolling and rolling to meet them, engulfing the white wolves.

"Really?" Harry asked rhetorically, waving his wand again, "So what?" ”

The white wolf in the flames transformed into more than twenty archers, and the flaming fire arrows rained down on Snape.

"Armor protection!" Snape gave up on attack.

Another wand raised.

"Stop!"

The effects of the flames and the Transfiguration dissipated in an instant, and the shards of wood were still smashing hard, and the blunt objects did not have the penetrating force of the sharp weapons, and they slammed into the iron armor spell and bounced around.

And at the same time.

"The clouds are misty." A second after the spell took effect, Harry pronounced the spell.

A thick mist poured out.

Snape's face changed, and he lost his vision of Harry.

This man is capable of melee combat.

He was close to him......

Snape flipped his hand and pulled out several bottles of potions from his robes and slammed them on the ground, splashing the potions, turning the surrounding fog a brilliant blue-blue in the blink of an eye.

It's poison!

Venom sprayed by bats.

Harry's nose sniffed slightly.

Paralysis, confusion, dementia...... He immediately analyzed the types of these poisons from the complex smell.

The battle of the Potions Master is really extravagant, and these bottles of high-quality potions can sell for at least ten Galleons.

It's a pity......

Useless.

Harry had tasted these poisons, and the witcher's physique was still effective, as long as he didn't have dung stones in his head, and he drank forty or fifty bottles in one go, it wouldn't affect him at all.