This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Lockhart was able to pull Snape over, probably because he drank more than one bottle of Felixir.

"Look, Snape is blinking." George said with a smirk on his face: "He must have been kidnapped by Lockhart. This is a hint for us to save him~"

Cedric stopped expressionlessly, not daring to approach him.

Because Snape on the stage was staring at the twins, he obviously heard these words.

Fred was not afraid at all and laughed with George.

Except for Vincent and Hermione,

The nearby students are quite far away from them.

Being stared at with sinister eyes, the twins laughed even more.

Lockhart, who was standing next to Snape as he was about to go down and do something, waved the students to silence.

His eyes glanced over, becoming more impatient.

"After this period of observation, I found that everyone has little practical experience -"

Lockhart looked at Vincent below, "Of course, there are a very small number of students, but this is obviously not enough to face more terrifying evil!"

He opened his hands to Snape, "Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Severus Snape.

In the afternoon, I kept thinking about who would be the most suitable-"

The corners of Snape's mouth twitched slightly.

“Then I met him!

He said he knew a thing or two about dueling, and graciously agreed to help me with a small demonstration before class. "

Lockhart was not affected by him at all, "Don't worry, everyone!

When I finish demonstrating with him, I will return your Potions Master intact! "

I don't know if things turn out to be the opposite, but Snape's thick lips actually raised slightly.

In this state, I'm afraid no one will suffer.

Lockhart was still smiling, "Professor Snape, we can begin."

When the two turned around and separated the distance, Fred underneath whispered: "Although it is unlikely to happen, I really hope that they can both lose."

George pursed his lips, "Maybe we have to say goodbye to Professor Lockhart in advance."

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's curse is becoming more and more powerful, and the original year may become a semester.

"Shh-" Hermione reminded them both.

Lockhart and Snape were not far apart on the stage. They faced each other and bowed.

At least Lockhart bowed and made many fancy movements with his hands.

Snape on the other side shook his head impatiently.

After the duel ceremony, both men held their wands upright in front of their chests.

Lockhart's posture was very standard, "As you can see,

This is how the wand is usually held in a duel. "

"On the count of three." He acted very relaxedly, "We will cast the first magic."

He even blinked towards the other side,

"Of course, neither of us will take the other's life."

Snape's gritted teeth expression was convincing.

You definitely won't die, you'll just get beaten up.

At this moment, a student who felt the same way was secretly rejoicing.

"one--"

He clenched his little hands tightly with excitement.

"two--"

He had imagined a big pig's head.

"three--"

Another big pig head also appeared.

The two people on the stage raised their wands over their shoulders almost at the same time.

Snape was slightly better and shouted the spell: "Expelliarmus!"

Lockhart shouted the same spell, albeit more slowly.

Two beams of dazzling red light passed over each other and hit the two of them respectively.

"Bang——" Lockhart's feet lifted off the ground, flew backwards off the stage and hit the wall.

Snape, with a look of disbelief on his face, also flew off the stage.

When he slid down the wall, he didn't even understand why he was hit.

underestimate the enemy?

impossible!

The auditorium fell into deathly silence.

Fred and George were stunned.

Draco rubbed his eyes hard.

"Oh - it's still a little slow." Lockhart staggered to his feet, "After all, I still have to worry about counting, so you don't have to feel sorry for me."

He walked back to the stage crookedly, "Professor Snape, are you okay?

I held my hand back just now. If I had used all my strength, you would have fainted on the spot. "

Snape, who was still doubting his life, stood up quickly, with only unconcealed murderous intent in his eyes.

luck?

I'm afraid I drank a crucible of elixir!

Lockhart looked at the students as if he hadn't noticed,

"Don't look at me staggering. In fact, Professor Snape's injury is much more serious than mine."

He moved his gaze to Draco's face, who was still doubting his life.

"Go quickly,

Draco.

If you don’t hurry up, take your dean to the school hospital.

He could be left with pretty horrific after-effects. "

You can't hide the look in your eyes that you want to kill someone.

Snape pushed Draco back, who was walking blankly, "I'm fine."

His steps towards the stage were steady, and he didn't look like he would have any sequelae at all.

"Uh-" Lockhart hesitated, "By the way, Professor Snape, why don't we leave the remaining time to them?"

"That's great!" He didn't give Snape a chance to speak at all, "I'll come down right now and divide you all into groups of two!"

Fred and George were so suffocated that they were starting to lack oxygen.

For so many years, the only one who could make Snape feel weak was Vincent.

From now on, there is one more Lockhart.

In a sense, this can really be called a lose-lose situation.

"Let me think about the first group of candidates -" Lockhart came to Vincent.

He looked over at Hermione, "How about we have a little drama and let Wayne and Glen—"

"I don't think so!" Snape exuded low pressure and stood firmly in front of him.

"How about something more dramatic and have Wayne team up with the professors."

Vincent glanced at him with disdain without concealing his eyes.

Everyone knew that Snape was careless.

Talking about being in a group with professors, it was clear that he wanted to avenge him.

He has a tough mouth, no wonder he lost to Harry's dad.

"Professor Snape, why don't you and Vincent——"

"I was hurt more than you."

"This-how is this possible?"

Vincent pretended not to understand Snape's look.

As expected of Dumbledore, he always refused to give benefits.

"Wayne fought off a professor last year."

"But - but I'm afraid I couldn't hold it back."

Snape gritted his teeth again.

This time, he was looking at Vincent.

"Wayne is our best student. He should be worthy of the famous Gilderoy Lockhart, right?"

It's actually fake!

Dumbledore didn't dare to be so blatant, and Vincent's temper suddenly rose.

"Two professors, let's do something more dramatic."

He pulled out his wand, "Let's work in groups of three and demonstrate what melee is."

No matter where Lockhart's level is, no matter whether Snape is really careless, the result will not be a loss.

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