Chapter 172: IMHO, those present...

　　At eight in the evening, Harry and Hermione returned to the auditorium.
　　 The long dining table disappeared, and a gilded stage appeared along a wall, illuminated by hundreds of candles floating above. The ceiling once again became as white as velvet, and almost all the students came, at least six hundred people, densely packed together. They held a magic wand in their hands and looked excited.
　　 Hermione said: "Professor Flitwick won the International Magic Duel Championship, I don't know if he will teach us."
　　 She groaned suddenly: "It turned out to be him..."
　　 saw Gidero? Lockhart walked onto the stage, wearing a fuchsia robe, shining brightly, like a flower cock.
　　 The people around him were none other than Snape, still wearing his usual black clothes.
　　 Lockhart waved to make everyone quiet, then shouted loudly: "All come, come."
　　 Seeing so many students coming, he flashed joy in his eyes. Sure enough, this step was right, and he could expand his reputation among all students.
"This is because, because of something that happened recently, I asked Professor Dumbledore to start this small duel club to fully train everyone in case you need to defend yourself one day and learn this duel course. You might use Go on," he coughed.
　　 "In my book, I have more detailed ways to protect myself. If you are interested, you can read my book."
He proudly said: "This is your potion class teacher Professor Snape. At my invitation, he promised to be my assistant. We will demonstrate the magic to practice this time every class and tell everyone The right way to duel."
　　 "Haha, please don't worry, I won't hurt Professor Snape." Seeing some fans looking worried, he smiled confidently.
　　 Harry and Snape sneered almost simultaneously.
　　 Snape and Lockhart were standing on the long stage. Lockhart did not seem to be in a duel, but like performing, he bent down to salute and said in his mouth: "You must not forget the etiquette at all times."
Seeing that Snape didn’t move at all and was impatient, he thought happily: "Sure enough, Snape should be found. Not only is there no manners, no wonder no student wants to like you, and the teacher of the potion class should not Know how to fight, so that you can easily win."
　　 "Okay, I shouted three times, and we shot together."
　　 Snape looked at Lockhart boringly. He didn't expect to do anything for ten years. Once again, the enemy turned out to be this kind of waste.
"one two Three."
　　 Snape was distracted, but the body still had action in the first place.
　　 "Except for your weapon." A flash of red light flashed before Lockhart's hand was raised, and his whole body was hit by a train and flew up.
He was fine, he quickly stood up, walked back to the stage again, brushed his hair, and said gracefully: "Just now I was just to let you see the power of the disarming curse. In fact, I had expected this. It’s not my boast about what magic Professor Snape wants to use. If I’m willing to stop Professor Snape, I have at least one hundred ways to let him fall to the ground...
　　 Snape's eyes were suddenly cold, Lockhart shivered: "Okay, the demonstration is over, we will invite two classmates to give a demonstration, give guidance, and then everyone will pair up with each other and practice."
　　 "Who is willing to take the initiative?" Lockhart glanced at the students, and they bowed their heads, what if they were ugly.
　　 Lockhart suddenly smiled and said: "Then how can we invite the famous Harry Potter to come up, Mr. Potter, you can refuse if you are unwell." He blinked at Harry kindly.
　　 As a result, there was a lot of laughter, and many people looked at Harry mockingly.
　　 "Professor, I think Harry Potter is so powerful, how can one be enough, he should confront two people at the same time." A vicious voice sounded in the crowd.
　　 Nodded in agreement with others, and made a yell.
　　 Snape's eyes were cold and he wanted to find out who was talking.
　　Harry didn't change his face, walked onto the stage, and said to someone hiding behind the crowd: "Oh, garbage..." The color of contempt made no secret.
　　 The guy with the high horseman was not able to come to Taiwan. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by Harry. He said, "What do you mean, do you look down on us?"
　　 Add one, and put Harry and all of them directly on the opposite side.
　　 Harry showed a sorry look: "I'm sorry..."
　　 The boy’s heart is comfortable, what kind of Harry Potter, it’s not a big deal, isn’t it immediately?
But Harry’s next words were like a thunderbolt on the sunny day, ringing into everyone’s ears. He looked at everyone and apologized and said seriously:
I’m not targeting a certain person, I’m saying, everyone here, all Rubbish!"
　　 is worthy of ridiculing famous sayings of previous generations, and the power is amazing.
　　 Snape opened his mouth slightly, but soon closed.
　　Harry said indefinitely: "How are two enough, I want to beat all of you!"
　　 The people below are about to explode.
　　 exploded on the spot with a temper explosion: "Grass, what a Harry Potter, I will kill you with one hand."
　　 Harry smiled contemptuously: "I don't want to beep with you any more, I said that if you blow all of you, you will blow all of you."
　　 "I Harry Potter, keep the promise."
　　 Lockhart was afraid that the world would not be chaotic. He said excitedly: "Okay, then I will start calling and the duel will start."
　　 Snape stared at Lockhart sullenly, wishing to throw a life-spell immediately.
　　 "Wait." Harry said suddenly.
　　 "Damn, you won't be afraid anymore, shrink back." A group of people howled below.
　　 Harry smiled slightly: "Of course not. Hermione, Astoria, you two came up and stood behind Professor Snape."
　　 Zhang Qiu should not like this kind of duel, she didn't come.
　　 Hermione simply wanted to find out if Harry's head was broken.
　　 Astoria waved her hands excitedly: "Brother come on, knock them all down."
　　 Six hundred people, what concept, squeezed together, the black people are all people, throwing a grenade, it can bloom.
　　Everyone except you will probably kill Voldemort.
　　Snape looked at the two men standing behind him, not knowing what he was thinking.
　　 It is true that Harry could easily escape with a shift image, but he did not feel the need to escape in the face of these people.
　　In his opinion, the magic duel is almost naive, is this playing a turn-based game? Even Voldemort and Dumbledore are no exceptions. The magician fights entirely on who can use the magic first and who can hit the enemy first.
　　 These hundreds of students seem to be many, but the first grade and the seventh grade are almost the same. They are all wizards who have never experienced a battle. Playing them is just like playing Muggles.
　　 Lockhart raised his wand and said, "Get ready, start."
　　Hundreds of chopsticks, uh, wand pointed at Harry in unison.
　　Harry only snapped his fingers, and the spell that everyone was ready to read was dumb. They just pronounced a few syllables and suddenly found that they couldn't make a sound.
　　 panic all changed.
　　 "Silent mantra, and cast a magic wand, has he learned this point by himself?" Snape was surprised.
For the younger students who have not yet learned the Silent Mantra, they are abolished without letting them read the mantra. Although the senior students have learned it, they cannot use it skillfully. After realizing that all the people in the scene have become dumb, they can only Calm down, chanting the spell in my heart, but in a hurry, it was wrong again.
　　 And Harry's next ring finger sounded.
　　Although they were panicking, they didn't give up, because so many people, how many times did Harry have to use magic to knock them all down.
　　 It's a pity that they knew nothing about Harry's attack.
　　 A burst of smoke appeared at Harry's feet. After seeing the thing, everyone clattered and took a step back, especially the girls, their faces turned white.
　　Snape's eyes narrowed, looking at the monster that Harry had summoned.
　　 It is a thick snake with a thick wrist~EbookFREE.me~ The whole is purple, in fact, it is very pretty and beautiful.
　　The snake crawled up around Harry's feet until the snake's head was as tall as Harry.
　　 Harry gently stroked the snake's head, it closed his eyes as if enjoying it.
　　 Then it opened its eyes, and the lilac eyes exuded a magical light, the snake head turned around, and everyone who saw it fell into a coma.
　　 Finally, everyone except Snape and the two behind him, including Lockhart, lay on the ground.
　　It’s that simple to run a school by yourself.
　　 "Do you know what you did?" Snape frowned.
　　When Harry was lying on the bed, he was thinking about what he was doing? When he knew that Voldemort deliberately let the Basilisk kill Justin, he obeyed Voldemort's intention instead. He seemed to... hope to see the result of being hated and feared by everyone, and today he used Slytherin's iconic magic , Black magic related to snakes. What does he want to do? Harry thought for a long time and finally got it.
　　He was bored with this life.
He is an adult soul. If the first grade can still make him feel some interest, after all, everyone is eager to experience the campus life again, but when he is familiar with everything in the second grade, he is already bored, childish magic , Repeating the course, day by day is like step by step check in and punch card.
　　 He can't be an adult sitting in an elementary school classroom, and he can study addition and subtraction within ten years. He is not a detective.
　　His greatest interest is to read books in the library's banned area, but now, even this interest has been wiped out.
　　He wanted to be himself, not to pretend to be a student.
　　 So he did this, he wanted to see what Dumbledore would think.
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