Study Days at Hogwarts

Lockhart is by no means a qualified professor. He always likes to waste a lot of time and energy on being cool, trying to attract the attention of more students.

For example, just now, Lockhart was waving his wand from side to side, trying to make the wand conjure complicated patterns, and then... he accidentally dropped the wand on the ground, causing a moment of embarrassment.

Albert even saw the sneer hanging on the corner of Snape's mouth. It was obvious that the Potions Professor also knew Lockhart's character and was dismissive of him.

"Harry is so unlucky." Both Fred and George were not optimistic about this duel. What else could this idiot Lockhart do besides trick people?

They haven't forgotten how Lockhart tricked Harry into the school hospital last time.

In fact, everyone could see clearly that when Snape whispered a few words into Malfoy's ear, Lockhart didn't give Harry any useful advice at all. He just patted Harry on the shoulder and said : "Just do what I just did, Harry!"

Yes, because the surroundings were so quiet, Albert and the others who were some distance away from Harry heard Lockhart's words clearly.

Just do what I just did?

"Drop your wand?"

Albert heard Lee Jordan sneer.

"He taught Harry nothing." Fred was equally disdainful of Lockhart's perfunctory approach.

"I dare say that Lockhart himself doesn't even know what to do." George lowered his voice and mocked, "How can he have the nerve to hold a dueling club?"

"My lord, sometimes you are a very shameless creature." Albert looked at Lockhart and said softly, "I think Dumbledore invited this guy to teach at Hogwarts because he probably hoped that we would not become Lockhart in the future. Such a person!"

"Your opinions are always so insightful."

The three of them strongly agreed with Albert. Otherwise, if Principal Dumbledore invited such a person to teach at Hogwarts, would it really be just a make-up?

Dumbledore was obviously not that casual.

"Is there any way you can let me duel with him?" Lee Jordan really wanted to go out in person and teach Lockhart a lesson.

On the stage, in order to cover up his embarrassment, Lockhart pretended not to hear Harry's words and just urged the two to get ready and started the countdown. Harry Potter had to face Malfoy alone, who had learned some spells from Snape.

After another duel between the two sides, Mr. Malfoy still did not get rid of his bad habit and recited the curse first.

The tip of his wand exploded, and a long black snake suddenly shot out from the tip and landed on the floor between the two of them.

In an instant, the crowd screamed in fear and backed away, fearing that they would suffer an unreasonable disaster.

"Malfoy definitely doesn't have the ability to learn this kind of black magic now." Albert didn't believe that Malfoy could learn such a black magic in the first place.

You must know that most black magic requires powerful magical power as support. It is not easy to conjure a snake out of thin air.

At Malfoy's level, it is simply impossible to learn it now and successfully perform it.

Albert first learned summoning magic, but it took him several months to successfully summon chrysanthemums out of thin air, and it was even more difficult to summon living creatures out of thin air.

Even now, I don't have the ability to learn that black magic in a few seconds without cheating.

No one can directly skip the familiar process and master a magic immediately.

Unless the author was cheating on Malfoy.

"you lose."

After the stunned Harry came to his senses, he shouted to Malfoy, "You despicable guy, you recited the curse before the countdown ended."

Just when Harry secretly admired his wit, things changed again. Lockhart shouted: Let me do it!

He pushed Harry away, raised his wand, and waved threateningly at the snake, trying to defeat the black snake and save the weak, pitiful, frightened, and helpless Harry Potter.

"stop."

Harry tries to stop Lockhart from making things worse.

However, it was already too late.

A loud "bang" echoed in the hall. Lockhart's magic not only failed to make the black snake disappear, but instead made it bigger, jumping up to more than a foot high.

Before people could let out even sharper screams of fear, the big black snake, enraged by Lockhart's magic, raised its head, exposed its fangs, hissed and spat out a message, and prepared to attack a certain unlucky student next to the stage. .

As for, why not Lockhart?

Because after the guy realized that he had messed up, he secretly retreated behind Harry, intending to use poor Potter as a shield.

Things changed like a hot wheel. Before anyone could react, they heard a blood-curdling hissing sound coming from the mouth of Harry Potter facing the big black snake.

Then, the big black snake became calm and stared at Harry obediently like a pet.

The surrounding area exploded instantly, and people began to whisper, looking at Harry Potter with uneasiness and awe in their eyes.

All the changes in just a few seconds were seen by Albert.

In fact, he couldn't understand why everyone showed such awe, especially when Ron pulled Harry away, the crowd even took the initiative to make way for the two of them.

When Harry left, Snape waved his wand with a surprised look on his face and turned the big snake into a plume of black smoke.

"Tell me, could Harry be a descendant of Slytherin?" Lee Jordan said suddenly. In fact, not only he has this idea, but all the students in the school probably have this idea.

Perhaps, Harry Potter is Slytherin's great-great...great-grandson.

"The British wizarding community has a habit of intermarriage. It wouldn't be strange even if Harry Potter and Slytherin are somewhat related by blood!"

Albert looked at the frightened students around him, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth: "Maybe the famous Harry Potter is the heir of Slytherin."

The surrounding students looked at Albert in surprise.

"Perhaps, he is rushing to the secret room now to drink tea with his toothy servant and talk about the target of the next attack." Albert said without paying attention to other people's eyes.

"You don't seem very surprised," Fred muttered under his breath.

Several people have been with Albert for so long, and it is natural to see that Albert is dismissive of everyone's opinions. Whether Harry Potter is the N-generation great-grandson of Slytherin, or some other theory.

"Of course I know that Parseltongue is a symbol of dark wizards." Albert raised his hand to interrupt several people, not intending to continue discussing this topic.

In fact, Albert is quite looking forward to the savior becoming the Dark Lord.

That's definitely interesting.

"You should use your own eyes to see, use your ears to listen, and use your own brain to distinguish right from wrong, instead of being confused by fear and other people's words." Albert said softly, "Only fools will be fooled by others. Bewitched."

This matter is actually very simple. To put it bluntly, Harry was tricked by Lockhart again.

The duel continued, but Lockhart completely lost everyone's attention. Everyone was whispering about Harry being a Parseltongue.

"Seize the opportunity, I guess there won't be another duel club."

Well, Albert just told Lee Jordan the facts, and there was absolutely no trouble in instigating him to find Lockhart.