Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

Seeing Lockhart being knocked into the corner again, both Tweel and Snape realized a problem. If the fight continued, both sides would be unable to restrain themselves.

Unlike last time, Professor McGonagall was there to protect her, so she could show off her magic to her heart’s content.

Lockhart is the only idiot now. If he hadn’t been used as a human shield, the magic just now would have hit the students.

This is not what the two of them want to see.

With this in mind, they put away their wands in unison.

But compared to Twil who was smiling, Snape was not happy.

That tornado was the epitome of this duel.

Tver has always maintained a calm posture. He has all kinds of magic and transformation techniques at his fingertips, and he can always deal with them at the right time and in the right way.

There is a visible improvement compared to the duel with Professor Flitwick last year.

And Snape, although in the process of fighting, gradually picked up unfamiliar fighting skills.

But when facing Tver, there is always a feeling of inadequacy, and it is necessary to bring out the bottom of the box in order to maintain a balance of power.

However, none of Tver’s trump cards has been revealed yet!

Thinking of this, Snape’s expression couldn’t help but become solemn.

Although he usually had such a cold face, this time even Malfoy didn’t dare to get in touch with Snape.

“Not bad, really good.”

Lockhart stood up again like an invincible kid and pretended to dust himself off.

“What a wonderful performance. It would be nice if it could be more standard like me.” He grinned widely.

The students laughed too. Nothing but ridicule.

Their strength is not enough to see the essence of such a duel, but in their superficial understanding, both sides of this duel can beat Lockhart dozens of times in Diagon Alley.

“Ahem,” Lockhart suppressed his smile, “Since you have seen such a wonderful performance, why not let us give you a guide and teach you how to duel?”

The little wizards immediately put away their sarcastic smiles, feeling that Lockhart looked so tall for the first time.

They have been looking forward to the duel for a long time, and they can’t wait to replace the two professors and recreate the free and easy fighting posture on the stage!

Of course, the opponents must also be replaced, they are not here to torture.

But Tver was no longer interested in playing dueling games with the students.

Their strength is not enough to reach the level of duel. If they are just attacking back and forth, they might as well just beat the statue obediently. At least they can quickly accumulate combat experience.

So he would have to wait until the next school year before he would bring the content of dueling to class.

Instead of watching them play, why not go back to the office, drink pumpkin juice, eat cookies, and read a book!

Therefore, Tver simply said goodbye to the students, waved his hands, and left the auditorium under their reluctant eyes.

Lockhart wished that Tweel, and preferably Snape, would also leave, leaving him the spotlight of teaching his students.

He couldn’t wait to divide the students into two groups and let them try to practice dueling according to the standard procedure.

But the result was not unexpected, the space was already small, and with the students’ casting speed, it was better to rely on fists to fight.

After a period of chaos, the students present struggled with their opponents, showing no grace at all as expected.

Seeing this, Lockhart had to choose a pair of young wizards as demonstrations, and under Snape’s suggestion, Harry and Malfoy were lucky enough to be chosen.

“It’s a pity. If you had Professor Welfare’s guidance, you would have beaten Malfoy to the ground and avenged the hatred accumulated when we did hygiene together!” Ron said to Harry without hesitation.

Malfoy on the opposite side was guided by Snape, and Harry…

He glanced at Lockhart, who had averted his eyes several times, pretending not to notice.

Forget it, he walked slowly to the stage, looking at each other just like the duel between the two professors.

“Raise your wand and get ready!” Lockhart shouted. “When I count to three, I will cast a spell to disarm the opponent. One-two-three!”

“An own mistake.” Malfoy shouted immediately.

A cloud of black smoke exploded from the wand head, twisting continuously in the air. When it landed heavily on the ground, it had turned into a long black snake.

The black snake raised its head and slid across the stage, frightening the little wizard on the edge to scream and retreat, leaving a large open space.

“Don’t move, Potter,” Snape said lazily, “Leave it to me…”

Seeing Harry’s helpless look, he felt better.

“I can!” Lockhart shouted quickly, waving the wand in his hand.

But obviously

Of course, letting Lockhart cast the spell would be a mistake –

With a loud bang, the black snake jumped up to a height of more than ten feet, and then fell heavily back to the floor.

This move completely angered it, and it slurped out a message and swam towards Justin Finch-Fletchley at the front. Its mouth was very big, and the fangs inside were clearly visible.

Just when the black snake was about to attack, Harry subconsciously took two steps forward and shouted to the snake: “Let him go!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that the snake really slumped down on the floor docilely, its mouth closed, and it was as docile as a fake snake.

Seeing this scene, Harry grinned happily and looked at Justin. If Tweel were here, he would have noticed that this expression was exactly the same as when Ginny asked for a compliment.

But Justin didn’t return a grateful smile as he’d hoped.

“What kind of trick do you think you’re playing?” –

Justin’s eyes widened in horror, he turned around and rushed out of the auditorium as if running away.

The auditorium suddenly fell silent, and Harry found that everyone, like Justin, looked at him with the same eyes as a monster, looking at him in fear.

Even Snape frowned tightly and stepped forward, turning the black snake into a plume of black smoke again.

This was the first time Harry saw such a gloomy expression on his face. His eyes lost their usual indifference and sarcasm, and became as deep as a puzzle.

Just when Harry was confused, he felt someone tug on the back of his robe.

“Let’s go,” Ron said in his ear, “Let’s go – let’s go…”

Harry was led out of the Great Hall by Ron in a daze, and Hermione hurriedly followed behind him with her head lowered.

What puzzled him even more was that people automatically gave in to both sides, as if Harry exuded the same disgusting smell as Professor Quirrell last year.

Ron and Hermione didn’t give him any explanation, they just dragged him all the way until they entered the empty Gryffindor common room.

Ron and Hermione sat aside, and a dazed Harry allowed them to push him onto a stool.

“You’re a Parseltongue, why didn’t you tell us?”

“Snake…what?” Harry asked.

“Parseltongue! The ability to talk to snakes!”

Harry naturally spread his hands.

“Is there anything strange about this?”

“I also talked to a python before, but I hadn’t come to Hogwarts at that time, and I didn’t even know that I was a wizard.”

“But what’s the problem? It’s easy.”

“Easy?!” Ron’s voice was as hoarse as if it was being choked out of his trachea.

“Yes, just talk to the snake and it will understand.”

“Harry!” Hermione said in surprise, “What we heard were not normal words, but a very… strange hissing sound.”

Harry suddenly realized why everyone was acting strangely just now.

“You mean,” he lowered his voice with some fear, “you don’t know that I told the snake not to attack Justin?”

Ron and Hermione nodded worriedly.

“We don’t know what you are talking about, but that sound, to be honest, is scary. It looks like the snake was spread out on the ground because of you.” Ron explained.

“Then I can explain it to everyone, or bring another snake over to demonstrate!” Harry said eagerly.

“I advise you not to do this. Do you know why the symbol of the Slytherin school is a snake? It’s because Salazar Slytherin is a famous Parseltongue in history!” Hermione whispered.

Ron nodded in agreement, “Maybe now everyone will think that you are his descendant for who knows how many generations or something. The more you show Parseltongue, the more scared everyone will be.”

Harry stared at the two of them dumbfounded, and a cold feeling surged into his heart.

The heir to the secret room they have been looking for for so long is actually himself? !

“But I’m not.”

His tone was so weak that even he didn’t believe it.

“Do you remember what Professor Welfare said? Pure-blood families are always related to each other. The Slytherin bloodline from a thousand years ago has been passed down, and you are probably the only one left.”

Hermione’s words were like the snow outside the window, freezing Harry’s whole body.

“How about we ask the professor early tomorrow morning?”

Ron’s suggestion finally made Harry feel better.

“Yeah!” He nodded with all his strength.