Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"Wonderful clear water, Mr. Ken!"

Lockhart clapped his hands happily and praised loudly: "Look, this is the strength of the heroes who defeated Voldemort - they had mastered the spells at the sixth grade level in the third grade, while Mr. Shafiq had almost no Not inferior... But I still have to say that your intentions are too obvious, and it is very easy for someone to catch the rhythm and turn an army against you. If I..."

"I don't think that last move was clear water, Professor Lockhart."

Snape folded his arms and said calmly: "It was just a normal increase in pressure to the water. The water sprayed out at that time had obvious traces of transfiguration - and they have now turned back into stone."

"Ahem, I mean..."

Snape ignored the hesitating Lockhart and waved his magic wand, immediately restoring the shattered arena to its original state: "Generally speaking, the arena used for duels will be specially reinforced to ensure that both parties can only be honest. A head-on duel. So strictly speaking, your fighting method is not a duel."

"Although it does not comply with normal rules, but considering your level..."

People who were close to him were extremely shocked to find that Snape actually raised the corner of his mouth: "Not bad."

"...Am I hallucinating?"

Ron rubbed his eyes: "Snape is actually smiling and praising someone?!"

"Is he under a Confusion Curse?" Harry also felt extremely unbelievable - although he had been under the illusion since the beginning of school that Snape didn't seem as vicious as last year, his impression of Snape still hadn't changed much. .

"What I care more about is the level of those two guys..."

Hermione touched Percy's arm: "How does it compare to you?"

"superb."

Percy replied seriously: "Their strength can already put a lot of pressure on me, and I'm not very adaptable to that insidious fighting style... If I duel with them, it's hard for me to guarantee that I will win."

"And don't forget, they're only in third grade. I didn't have this level of skill when I was in third grade!"

"sky."

Hermione couldn't help but cover her face: "I remember we tried to fight him..."

Harry and Ron were stunned, and then their faces immediately turned red - they also remembered that after noticing that Snape "wanted to steal the Sorcerer's Stone" last semester, the three of them tried to ambush Ava. Da...

Fortunately, I didn't do anything at that time.

"alright."

Lockhart's voice came again: "We have finished watching the wonderful demonstration, so now, let us start learning the first spell of the day - the disarming spell used by Professor Snape just now."

"As you can see, that spell caused me to lose my wand. And a wizard without a wand has almost no chance of winning against a wizard with a wand... unless the gap between the two is too great, like me Have the confidence to bring down most of the people here without a magic wand.”

"Now I would like to invite two students to come up to the stage to cooperate with Professor Snape and I's teaching and show them off - Mr. Longbottom and Mr. Finch-Fletchley, how do you do?"

"This is not a good idea, Professor Lockhart." Snape said calmly, and at the same time he slid down the ring with his large black robes bulging like a big bat: "It will probably take half a day for Longbottom to learn this spell. During the semester, I don’t think the students below can wait this long. And if he is allowed to cast spells at will, I am not sure who will go to the hospital first, between him and Fin-reli..."

Neville's round pink face blushed even more.

"How about Malfoy and Potter? The student I like and the savior who defeated You-Know-Who twice... they must get along very well." Snape said with a sneer.

"Great! Then Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, please come forward and let me and Professor Snape teach you how to use the disarming spell..."

Harry jumped onto the stage in a few steps, and then glanced at Malfoy - he seemed a little reluctant?

‘What’s going on? Isn’t he willing to take the opportunity to make a splash? Could it be that you were scared after hearing that I defeated Voldemort again? But I should have told everyone that it was Ken and Baron who really contributed, right? ’

Harry thought doubtfully, and then Lockhart came to his side: "Come, Harry, I will teach you."

"When I count to three and you can start casting the spell, you do this..."

He held the wand and swung it up irregularly. At the same time, he stamped his steps in a chaotic manner and made a thumping sound: "That's it, remember?"

"..."

Harry rolled his eyes and turned to look at Snape's teaching. Although he couldn't hear what Snape was saying, he could observe Snape's movements, and he still remembered the pronunciation of the spell...

He felt a strange feeling flow from the wand to his arm - his wand seemed to be saying to him, can you try it?

As Snape finished teaching, Malfoy finally turned around and looked at Harry with a cold look - which made Harry almost forget that he was facing a man with whom he had a deep grudge. old enemy.

"Then, bow!"

Harry originally didn't want to bow to Malfoy, but after being surprised to see Malfoy actually bending down, he was stunned for a moment and bowed too.

"Remember, don't do anything else, only use the disarming spell to disarm the opponent's weapon..."

After Lockhart finished his instructions, he patted Harry on the shoulder: "Just do what I just demonstrated, Harry!"

"One—two—"

Harry watched Malfoy's every move closely - he was sure that with Malfoy's despicable character, he would definitely attack before the count of three...

"Three--start!"

‘He actually behaves so well? ’

Harry's surprise made him stunned for a moment, but this time Malfoy got the upper hand. He raised his wand and shouted at Harry, "Expelliarmus!"

His wand made a muffled sound, and then exploded with a few red sparks, like short-circuited wires, which also made Snape's face become a little gloomier...

Harry, who was awakened by the sound of Malfoy's curse, immediately raised his wand, desperately recalling Snape's movements and the pronunciation of the curse in his mind, letting the intuition surge in his arm again, letting it guide his arm and The wand was waved——

"Expelliarmus!"

A dazzling red light shot out from the tip of Harry's staff and hit Malfoy firmly in the chest, causing his whole body to fly backwards!

At the same time, the hawthorn wand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then landed firmly in Harry's hand.

"I...succeeded?"

He looked at the familiar wand with disbelief in his heart - this was his first successful spell at one time!

And he learned it from a stolen teacher, no one taught him!

"Wonderful! So wonderful!!"

At the same time, Lockhart almost jumped for joy, not noticing Snape's increasingly darker expression: "Perfect disarming spell, Harry! How talented you are... Of course, This is also due to my good teaching, so that you can tap out your talents! Haha, I agree, Severus..."

Snape snorted angrily, and then waved his wand - Harry suddenly felt a huge force suddenly appear, and roughly pulled the wand belonging to Malfoy out of his hand, and fell into Snape's wand. Pu's hand, and finally handed it back to Malfoy, who had just gotten up from the ground.

He took the wand, glared at Harry hatefully, and ran off the ring in disgrace, without leaving even a harsh word behind.