Chapter 38: Unexpected duel

The students who were looking forward to learning the true skills were disappointed to find that the duel club became a joke.
Lockhart was originally intended to show you how to fight, but he picked the wrong opponent, Snape is definitely not a small wizard in his class.
After Lockhart's countdown to three, Snape only gently waved his wand, and a dazzling red light flashed in front of everyone. Lockhart was stabbed unsteadily, slammed back out of the stage, hit the wall, then slipped down and curled up on the floor.
Ai Wen took a breath of cold air, and this time it fell.
In the screams of the girls, Lockhart stood up, his hat fell, and the wavy hair roots stood up.
He fell back on the stage and seemed to realize what was happening.
"I think everyone has seen it. This is a disarming spell. As you can see, I lost my wand."
"And flew out!" There was a buzzing sound from the audience.
But everyone underestimated the thickness of Lohat's skin. He waved his hand below and regarded these buzz as a compliment to him.
"Yes, Professor Snape, showing this trick to the students, this idea is really good, but I can say that you don't mind, the intention of coming to you just now is obvious. If I want to stop you, I don’t have to use the power of dust. I think that in order to increase their knowledge, let them see..."
I noticed that Snape looked murderous, and Lockhart hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, the demonstration is over. Now I am coming to you and divide you into two groups. Professor Snape, if you are willing to help I......"
They walk through the crowd and pair them with each other.
Lockhart made a pair between Neville and Justin, and Snape walked in front of Harry and Ron.
"The dream team should be broken up, I think!" he sneered, "Weasley, you can make a pair with Mason; as for you, Potter..."
Hearing his words, Harry subconsciously moved closer to Hermione.
"I don't think so." Snape said, his face grinning coldly. "Malfo, come here. Let's see what kind of person you can make the famous Potter. Granger." Miss, you can pair Miss Miss Mison."
Malfoy walked up and smirked with a smile on his face.
Behind him was a Slytherin girl. She was tall and strong, and she was solid and fat, and her fat chin stretched forward. Hermione smiled and smiled at her. She ignored her.
The next duel was a nightmare. Lockhart had just shouted out of the 321, and a green smog was filled over the entire venue.
Harry and Malfoy were each hit by each other's curse until Snape walked over to help them unravel; Neville and Justin both lying on the floor, panting; Hermione and Millison were still in action, Miri Sen caught Hermione's head and Hermione screamed in pain. The wands of both of them were forgotten on the floor.
Harry hurried forward and pulled Millison away.
The worst is the group of Irving and Ron. Before the duel began, Avon let Ron use the weapon in addition to yours. This spell is very powerful. With Ron’s magic, even if it is hit, it is the most. It is to let your wand fly out, not as exaggerated as Snape hits Lockhart.
In the next second, Avon found himself wrong.
A deep blue light flew out of Ron's wand, and Evan had never seen a curse that had such a light, and it looked like evil black magic. This is definitely not the Ashadaso curse, but Evan feels the danger of death.
He knew that he couldn't pick it up, shouted a heavy obstacle, and turned and fell to the side.
The obstacle curse seems to have worked, and the dark blue light is slow, and it falls to the position where Ai Wen just stood.
As if it was contaminated with strong sulfuric acid, Ai Wen saw that the marble floor was quickly corroded and deeply sunken, and the surrounding small wizards exclaimed.
"God, what did Ron do you use?" Ai Wen shouted in shock.
"I don't know!" Ron seemed to just wake up. "You know, I just used your weapon, I don't know."
Snape hurried over, his face gloomy and looked at the traces on the ground. After a few seconds, he looked up and looked at Ron strangely.
"Weasley, have you been peeked at the book in the forbidden book area?!" His tone is not so much a question, but rather a question.
"No, no!" Ron remembered the "Powerful Pharmacy", and he replied slyly, looking very suspicious.
"It’s still a problem. It’s definitely a problem with your broken wand.
Seeing Ron’s appearance, Ai Wen knew that he was going to suffer. He couldn’t let Snape find that they were making compound soup. He hurriedly shifted the topic. "Ron, I will never practice with you until you change a new wand."
"But, this curse is..."
"Enough!" Snape screamed. "If you let your idiots with empty heads go on, I will be able to collect the corpse tomorrow."
"That's right, Professor Snape," said Lockhart. "I think it's better to teach them how to stop unfriendly magic. Is there a pair that volunteers to demonstrate, Longbottom and Finlay, How are you?"
"This idea is not good, Professor Lockhart." Snape glided briskly on the stage like a vicious big bat. "Like Wesley, whose head is empty, Lombard uses the simplest spell. It can cause damage. We will put the wreckage of Finlay in a matchbox and send it to the hospital ward."
Neville’s pink round blush was even worse, and Snape said with a smile,
How about Malfoy and Potter?

"It's wonderful!" Lockhart gestured to Harry and Malfoy to go to the center of the auditorium, and people stepped back to make room for them.
Harry and Malfoy stood on either side of the stage, and Lockhart and Snape whispered in two populations, teaching some combat skills. Lockhart didn't know what to say to Harry. He waved his wand a few times and dropped it on the ground.
Next, the same as in Ai Wen’s memory.
The long black snake suddenly came out of Malfoy's wand, and it fell heavily in the center of the stage, then raised the snake's head and prepared to attack.
The crowd screamed and quickly flashed back and let out the open space.
Snape was originally intended to scare Harry, but Lockhart made everything worse. He waved his wand and let the black snake fly high and fall in the middle of the crowd.
It was furious, spit the letter and went straight to the nearest Justin Finley, and lifted his head, revealing fangs and posing offensive.
Then everyone heard that Harry began to talk to the black snake with a slamming sound, as in the ancient mysterious ritual, everyone held their breath, motionless, and the auditorium could hear even the sound of a needle landing. It’s clear.
The snake stopped and Harry looked up at Justin and grinned.
Seeing his gaze, everyone stepped back, and Justin's face was full of anger and panic.
"What do you think you are playing?" he yelled, for fear of tears spinning in his eyes and turning out of the auditorium.
Looking at Harry, who was standing on the stage, Evan rushed to Ron and went down to pick him up.