A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

The two stopped casting spells at the same time in a tacit understanding.

"Wonderful! Evenly matched battle!" Lockhart's voice came out at the right time, "Did you see it? How tacit understanding they are! I bet the two professors must be practicing spells together in private, two crafty guys! "

Snape's face turned ugly, and he walked off the stage without saying a word. But he did not leave, but stood in the shadows.

The fight between the two was not so much a duel as it was a test.

He did hide some black magic, but it was learned from the Dark Lord. Since that incident, he has not used it, and it is of little significance. And Felix...what about his ancient magic? What about alchemical products? What about black magic?

During the duel, his magical power has been continuously strengthened. By the end of the duel, will that be his limit?

Snape tried to give a description of Felix's strength, but he found that he had lost sight of it.

Felix walked off the stage calmly, the crowd automatically gave way, and the little wizards looked in awe between Snape and Felix.

From the eyes of the little wizards, this duel was evenly divided, with no winner or loser. Although Professor Hepp's overall performance was very calm, didn't Snape also penetrate two Iron Armor spells with one spell?

That was the strongest defensive magic most little wizards knew.

"Snape is so strong!" Ron was clearly taken aback.

"Professor Heppe respects Snape very much." Hermione whispered, she was a little worried, in order to complete the compound decoction, they would probably break into Snape's private collection room, and if they were caught...

Harry didn't speak, the duel just now made his blood boil, and he wished he could replace any of them. But he realized that he might be able to see every spell clearly, but in another place, he might not be able to escape the first spell.

At this time, Professor Lockhart returned to the center of the stage, and he gave a high-spirited speech, "It seems that the effect of the exhibition game just now is not bad, I think you can't wait to think - God, I have to cast spells as smoothly as the three professors. , but don't be too lofty, you are still far from this height!"

Ron muttered something below, Harry didn't catch it, but he instinctively thought it was a scolding of Professor Lockhart, because he thought the same thing.

"—Next, according to the predetermined plan, we will select two representatives and show them to everyone. As I just said, how about Longbottom and Fenlily?"

"I don't think that's right, Professor Lockhart." Snape regained his composure, and he walked quickly up the steps, his robes flying like a bat across the stage.

"Longbottom can cause unexpected damage even with the simplest spells, if you let him come up," Snape's eyes were rather cold, and his eyes swept over Felix, "we can only put the remains of Fenraeli in In a matchbox."

The Slytherin students laughed.

"How about Malfoy and Potter?"

"Excellent!" Lockhart agreed quickly, whatever Snape's proposal was, he would agree.

He motioned for Harry and Malfoy to come to center stage.

Watching Snape and Malfoy muttering, Harry first glanced at Professor Hepp on the other side of the stage who didn't know what he was thinking, and he could only turn his head to look at Lockhart, "Professor, can you tell me more Shall I demonstrate the use of the Disarm Charm?"

Lockhart: "..." He leaned over, next to Harry, paused for ten seconds, then straightened up, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just do as I say!"

"What?" Harry asked in surprise, but he found Malfoy already standing opposite.

"One, two, three—start!" Lockhart called quickly.

"Oolong out of the hole!" Malfoy shouted, his wand exploded violently, and a cloud of black smoke quickly turned into a long black snake.

The black snake slammed on the floor with a thud, and it swam around and kept approaching Harry.

The little wizards who were clinging to the stage screamed and backed away, making way for part of the space.

Felix glanced at it, then lost interest, a simple little curse. Snape pulled out his wand lazily, "Don't move, Potter," he was very relieved to see Potter's expression, and miraculously, the bad mood he had just been hit by Felix was much better.

At this time, Lockhart saw an opportunity, and he thought he had to do something to save the situation. So he stood up and shouted, "Let me come, I'll take care of this trouble." But then he found Harry's eyes even more frightened.

Lockhart's spell-casting meant trouble, a naive understanding Harry had formed in just a few months, as evidenced by the bones he'd been pulled from the Quidditch field.

Sure enough, Lockhart hit the black snake with a powerful spell, and the entire auditorium made a loud bang. The black snake not only did not disappear, but instead swelled rapidly and turned into a giant python.

And this big python became manic as if it had been hit with hormones. It held its head high, showed its fangs, and assumed an offensive posture.

Felix and Snape raised their wands at the same time, but the next second, a creepy voice came. It was a "hissing" sound like a snake, but it was even more terrifying, making it impossible to resist the hair. upside down.

The two turned their heads at the same time and looked at the little wizard who spoke a strange language - Harry Potter.

The black snake swayed and twisted its body like a cramp. It looked more and more hideous, but it quickly collapsed to the ground, smashed the floor into a big hole, and almost took away Justin in front of it.

Although Harry didn't know what was going on, he knew it was him who stopped the black snake's attack, so he gave Justin a big smile.

But he soon realized that something was not right, and the auditorium fell silent.

Everyone looked at him with a very strange look, and Justin trembled all over. He shouted, "What trick are you playing!" He ran out of the auditorium like a frightened rabbit.

Snape stepped forward and turned the paralyzed black snake back into a puff of black smoke. His eyes also became extremely deep, and there were too many things in it that Harry couldn't understand at all.

The crowd started whispering and pointing at him - which was never a good thing, and Harry shivered.

At this moment, he noticed that someone was pulling at the back of his clothes.

"Come on," Ron whispered. "Come on—"

"But why—"

"Don't ask, Harry, let's go first."

Ron and Hermione almost dragged Harry out of the auditorium.

The crowd automatically gave way to both sides, and when they walked out of the auditorium, the discussion behind them exploded.

Felix stopped in place, and clips of the recent period kept coming up.

Parseltongue...

Harry Potter turned out to be Parseltongue.

The things that I couldn't figure out in the past suddenly became clear. Hermione stopped talking several times, and asked him about the ravings that other wizards couldn't hear. After the attack, she was particularly interested in snake-like magical creatures...