DNF Meets Harry Potter

Niyali waved her hand, expressing that she had no interest in the dueling class that Lockhart was going to give tomorrow.

Seeing that Niyali had no interest in duels, Alex turned his head to look at Karl, full of expectations. He had known for a long time that Karl's level of magic was far beyond that of his peers.

"Carl, you will be there tomorrow afternoon, right?"

"Of course, Professor Lockhart is so powerful in the book, I can't wait to see him slap the nasty old bat." Carl nodded, in fact, he was already imagining how Snape would slap Lockhart. Hart, that scene must have been very joyful.

The day's study time ended soon. In the afternoon, Carl met Harry and the other three on the way to the auditorium, so the four of them came to the auditorium with smiles.

Unlike the previous bright lights, the auditorium has undergone tremendous changes compared to before. The long tables of the four colleges that were originally placed in the middle had all disappeared at some point, replaced by a huge circular stage, with burning torches on the surrounding walls, providing sufficient light source.

Next to the stage, more and more young wizards walked into the auditorium and began to discuss fiercely what the dueling class was going to be like. It was obvious that they were very excited.

"Why did Lockhart and Snape come to teach us dueling lessons? What a nuisance!"

Harry bit his lip and looked towards the stage with a dissatisfied tone. He didn't like old bats and megalomaniacs, or Hermione would force him to persuade him that he really didn't want to come.

"That's right! Why isn't it your Ravenclaw headmaster, Professor Flitwick? I heard from the seniors that he won a duel championship when he was young, and he is the most suitable person to teach us how to be reasonable. ..."

Ron sighed, looking at Carl with puzzled eyes.

"This...um~, to be honest, I don't know..."

Carl shrugged helplessly, what can Lockhart do if he wants to show off?

"The Lord is coming soon, stop talking!"

Hermione glanced at Harry angrily, obviously dissatisfied with what he just said. At the same time, she pointed to the entrance of the auditorium, Snape and Lockhart were pushing through the crowd, ready to enter.

Hearing this, the three of them stopped discussing and cast their gazes over, and sure enough, they saw their figures.

Snape was still wearing his ever-changing black robe, and walked towards the stage with a cold face, under his bleak breath. The little wizards moved out of the way in fear, not daring to provoke this evil star at all. The old bat is very vengeful, and he likes to do such insidious things like settling accounts after autumn. They don't want their academy to be detained dozens of times for no reason point.

Lockhart's treatment was completely different from Snape's. The little witches started to scream crazily as soon as they saw his figure, and the volume of the whole venue instantly increased by tens of decibels. They screamed and moved towards Lockhart, hoping only to get his attention.

It's just that today's Lockhart seems to be a little different from the past. He took off his favorite bright dress and wore a robe that was much greener than Professor McGonagall's favorite emerald green dress. Even the cloak behind him is the same color, it looks like a set, it's completely natural~...

"Good afternoon, everyone! Welcome to the dueling class!" Lockhart shook hands with the little witches one by one on the way onto the stage, and then waved to the surrounding little wizards.

When he raised his hand to interact with the little wizards, the green cloak fluttered in the wind, and a green light also bloomed on the ring finger of his right hand.

With the appearance of Lockhart, the audience burst into applause. With the help of Carl and his solid deception, he finally laid the foundation for himself in Hogwarts. He is more popular than Snape's gloomy old man. Bats are way too tall.

"The voice is loud!

Everyone please come closer! I have something to say! "

Lockhart frantically took out his wand, tapped his throat, and blessed himself with an amplifying spell. Next, he's going to pretend!

"First of all, I am very honored that Professor Dumbledore can agree to my request to allow me to teach this special class, and I will live up to his expectations and fully demonstrate magical skills with Professor Snape in this class.

In case you need to pick up a magic wand to protect yourself when you encounter danger one day, you can remember the skills we both worked so hard to demonstrate today...

Now, Professor Snape, please! "

Lockhart's ability to set off the atmosphere is really unreliable. With his incitement, the enthusiasm of the little wizards suddenly reached a new height.

On the other side of the circular stage, Snape slowly walked over, a smile appeared on his gloomy face at some point. In his view, Lockhart was blatantly courting death.

As he got closer, the applause gradually began to thin out. The old bat was not very popular with the students, although he didn't care about it.

Snape's heart's desire - Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, this position should be taken by a clown like Lockhart, which made him very, very angry. It's fine if he doesn't have a chance on weekdays, but this time he delivered it to his door by himself, so it's no wonder that Snape is so ruthless...

"I am very grateful to Professor Snape for accepting my invitation. When my application was sent to the headmaster, he just got the news and volunteered to be my assistant on the spot...

So, please give Professor Snape a little applause, and don't forget everything he has dedicated to us! "

Lockhart looked at Snape opposite with some pity, the difference in treatment was really too big.

Snape glanced at the triumphant Lockhart, frowned, and unconsciously tightened his hand holding the wand. He was determined to teach Lockhart a lesson later on who was qualified for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Now, bow!"

Lockhart and Snape looked at each other and said loudly.

Snape sneered, and without saying a word from the beginning to the end, he held his wand tightly to his chest and completed the dueling etiquette.

The two turned their backs to the distance and turned around almost at the same time.

"Disarm you!"

In the next second, a red light shot out from the tip of Snape's staff, and the mouth of the Potions professor, who coveted Lockhart's position, raised his mouth slightly, as if he had seen Lockhart being sent flying by him. A moment of embarrassment.

However, the scene he had expected did not appear. Although Lockhart, who was assisted by Karl, is still a good batch, but it is not easy to solve it with a disarming spell...