In this not particularly peaceful environment, the clock ticked to December, and Christmas was finally approaching.

Both the teachers and the students breathed a sigh of relief.

Many students were eager to sign off on the school leaving list, after all, they all felt that the school was really unsafe.

As far as Hallie knew, most of the Gryffindors had chosen to leave, and the other houses were similar.

Hermione had wanted to invite Harley to her house for Christmas, and she was worried about Harley's well-being.

And the Grangers also welcomed Hallie as a guest. After listening to Hermione tell Harley about her experience, they both felt a lot of sympathy for Harry.

However, Hallie was reluctant to leave school at Christmas, so Hermione had no choice but to give up and decided to stay with Harley.

And the professors are happy to have a quiet vacation for themselves.

"I was relieved to think that it would be Christmas in two weeks, that most of the students would go home, and that there would be nothing to do during that time."

In the professor's common room, Professor McGonagall took a sip of a cup of wolfberry tea, and said to the other teachers with a comfortable expression.

Professor Flitwick nodded in agreement, quietly using magic to hide his dark circles.

But the professors soon discovered that they were too soon to rejoice. They don't seem to have as much free time as they think.

Because Professor Lockhart, after grinding Professor Dumbledore for three full weeks, successfully applied for a new opportunity to perform-

He finally applied to his own club and decided to live before Christmas.

Professors have been known to have their own little clubs, such as Professor Snape's Potions Club and Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club.

Of course, professors generally select suitable students from the third-year students to join, after all, by that time, the basic knowledge of each subject is basically completed.

And students who choose to join the club will not be completely incomprehensible after joining the club, resulting in not being able to follow the class.

Professors don't repeat the basics of first and second grades in clubs.

Of course, Professor Snape wanted to invite Hallie in his first year, but he dropped the request because it seemed that one-on-one lessons would be more effective.

He just silently adjusted the club's time, and the Potions Club, which was supposed to be two or three times a week, was only left once on Saturday night.

Lockhart had always wanted to join the professors' club when he was in school, but none of the professors were willing to invite him.

Although his results are really good, he can get a full score in almost every written test, and at most one point will be deducted, the evaluation is still O, and the actual operation can also be passed.

(To add, although it is rated according to O, P, and A, Hermione said in the first part that she scored 127 points for her spell.)

Therefore, the author guesses that a certain score range corresponds to a scoring criterion, such as 150 to 120 is O, and the specific one cannot be guessed in more detail. ）

But Lockhart's over-the-top performance made the professors shy away from him, for fear that he would turn his club into a "Lockhart Club".

And now that Professor Lockhart has the opportunity, he naturally wants to fulfill his original dream.

I can't join a club anymore, but it's a good idea to form my own club.

And in order to show off his reputation, Professor Lockhart chose to put up a notice directly on the school's bulletin board, and all students could come to the dueling club.

In order to surprise the students, he also deliberately concealed his name.

"When the students find out that I started this club, they will definitely worship me even more."

The night before, Professor Lockhart had a nail in his mouth and a hammer in his hand.

But the nails couldn't stop him, so he was still chatting with Filch in a vague way.

Filch was holding a stack of parchment on the side, and was very moved to see that Professor Lockhart did not use magic in order to take care of his emotions, so he nodded again and again.

But other professors don't think so.

After hearing the news from Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, as Deputy Headmaster, did not sleep for almost the night.

After all, the deans think they are quite aware of Professor Lockhart's actual level.

And during this time, Hogwarts was not very calm, and the little wizards were about to start a real fire.

Now that Lockhart has a dueling club, isn't that pure fuel to the fire?

As a rookie, can he control the students?

So after dinner the next day, the students who saw the news gathered in the auditorium, and everyone was enthusiastic.

On the one hand, it is for the sake of their own safety, and on the other hand, it is also because during this time of scuffle, many students have found that fists are even more useful than magic wands!

But how does this work? How can a wizard use his fists? That's why everyone wants to learn a little bit about systematic and magical duels.

However, in the faculty chair, the three deans, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, and Professor Flitwick, did not look good, and did not choose to leave.

Professor Sprout hadn't come to the auditorium for dinner for a long time to take care of the mandrakes.

Although she also knew that Professor Lockhart had done some more moths, she was also powerless.

As for the other deans, they were forced to stay behind for the safety of the students.

Professor Lockhart moved quickly, and had already created a gilded stage in the auditorium.

After all, house-elves are still very good.

Hundreds of candles float above the stage, illuminating the ceiling.

Hallie looked at the sky, a little curious. Isn't Professor Lockhart really afraid of being doused with candle oil in his neat hair during the fight?

The auditorium was packed, and almost all the students from the whole school came.

The bulletin board didn't say which professor had formed the club, and many of the students remembered that Professor Flitwick had been a dueling champion when he was younger.

So everyone's hearts are full of anticipation, hoping to learn more things.

However, after seeing the gilded stage, the senior classmates all showed painful looks.

They had already guessed who had run the club, and only the pompous Professor Lockhart would have made such a scene.

"It's over, why him?" Harley heard a fifth-grade senior say bitterly,

"He didn't teach me anything this year and I feel like I. Ls' Defence Against the Dark Arts is getting a T.

Holding a dueling club by such a professor with no skills is a waste of my revision time! ”

"Is Professor Lockhart teaching us?" Hermione also heard the senior sister's words, and then had a disappointed expression on her face.

"No, at least the deans haven't left, and they can still teach some useful knowledge." Hallie gestured to the teacher's seat, comforting Hermione.

"Whew, that's fine." Hermione patted her chest and let out a sigh.

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(Thank you to the nine-tailed Yanhu and Bai Zero Zero for the tip!) ）

(End of chapter)