Chapter 112 Ron: We never stopped saying bad things about Snape
The Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon was just as Harry had learned. Professor Dracula did not make any big moves, nor did he repeat the devilish practical training of the first week.
The little wizards sat in the classroom and watched Dracula take out a hinkpunk from the cage. He solemnly explained to everyone the unique characteristics of this magical animal and told everyone about the protection from hinkpunk. The method of deception was followed by having the students in the classroom stand in front of the hinkpunk one after another and begin the actual practice.
The little wizards like this method of teaching using real objects as reference, and their progress is very rapid. Most students have learned how to deal with Xinkpunk in the classroom.
Even those little wizards with slightly dull qualifications have firmly memorized all the methods that can be used when facing magical animals like Xinkpunk. As long as they try a few more times and practice the corresponding spells, they will be able to master it. Able to meet the required standards for this subject.
It wasn't until the bell rang for the end of get out of class that the little wizards left the classroom with unfinished content.
After walking out of the classroom, Ron touched his face, still a little incredulous, "I actually came out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class alive?"
"Professor Dracula really didn't let us do another devil training?" He looked at Harry with shock on his face, "Harry, why don't you slap me? Now I suspect that I am dreaming!"
"You're not dreaming, Ron!" Harry glanced at Ron's face, secretly suppressed the urge to slap him, and said helplessly, "Didn't Hermione already surmise with us?" Professor Gula didn’t suddenly change his temper, he just left the devil training to the dueling club at night.”
"I advise you to be prepared, Ron. It will be easy for us when the time comes!"
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The time soon came to around six o'clock in the afternoon, and there was less than half an hour left before the first meeting of the Duel Club.
The students in the auditorium had finished their meals one after another, and handed their plates to the house elves to use magic to carry them to the kitchen on the basement floor. Then they curiously looked at the auditorium, which was the same as usual, looking for what was going on here. Possibility of hosting club meetings inside.
At the same time, when most of the sun's body was blocked by the mountains in the distance and night gradually came, Dracula jumped out of the office window, turned into a bat, and flew to Hogwarts in a familiar way. The eighth floor of the main tower of the fort.
"Will you come down together, Dumbledore?" Dracula returned to his human form, stepped on the window sill of the principal's office, and looked happily at the old man with a white beard sitting behind the desk.
He has decided that Dumbledore must be his assistant at this Duel Club gathering!
Before officially opening the club's activities, Dracula was going to trick Dumbledore into having a good fight with him in the name of showing the young wizard his dueling skills.
It’s not too late to torture the little wizard after the fight!
"You're here so soon, Professor Dracula?" Dumbledore didn't know what Dracula was planning, so he greeted him with a smile, "I also said that Severus would go down later. Looking for you!"
"Severus?" Dracula frowned and turned to look at the side of the principal's office near the door. Only then did he realize that another professor had arrived before him, "Professor Snape? Are you What are you doing here?"
Snape squinted his eyes, glanced at Dracula vaguely, and curled his upper lip slightly.
"What a coincidence, Professor Dracula -" he said leisurely, "if nothing else - we are obviously here for the same thing."
"Same thing?" Dracula glanced at Snape in surprise, 'Do you also want to fight with Dumbledore? ’
Of course, Dracula didn't actually say the second half of his sentence.
He was a little worried that if he really revealed his true intention of fighting with Dumbledore, Dumbledore might be very protective of him... and he would have no chance of fighting in the future.
'I didn't expect that Snape, who always obeyed Dumbledore, actually wanted to fight with Dumbledore. ’ Dracula thought happily, looking at Snape strangely, looking at him inexplicably.
"Professor Dracula, Severus came to me this time for the same thing as you." At this time, Dumbledore said with a smile, "Tonight's duel club meeting, Severus Si will attend as your assistant!"
"What did you say?" Dracula looked away from Snape's face and looked at Dumbledore behind the desk. "Mr. Principal, I have the impression that you were the first to propose the idea of a dueling club. Just an agent."
"As the person who proposed this plan, it's okay if you don't want to be the speaker. Now you don't even want to be the assistant. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
Dracula crossed his arms, his face full of displeasure.
Now he somewhat understands how Serena feels when facing this hands-off shopkeeper of his, she just wants to slap this careless guy in the face with an Avatar!
Of course, his and Serena's ideas are still very different——
Selina felt that the troublesome task of managing the castle should not rest entirely on her shoulders, while Dracula was unhappy that he had lost the opportunity to fight the great wizard Dumbledore.
"I'm really sorry, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore smiled and apologized to Dracula, but there was no apology on his face. "Professor Snape will be a good teaching assistant. You I also know that he wanted to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor many years ago, but I never gave him the chance."
Snape's face turned dark, and his hand holding the wand was very hard. He also had a rare synchronization with Dracula, and wanted to give the headmaster a head start.
But he finally endured it.
"If you still have a little sense of time as a professor, I think you should set off, Dracula." Snape gave Dracula one last sideways look, and then stepped into the principal's office without looking back. spiral staircase.
The automatically rotating stairs quickly carried him around the corner, and his figure disappeared in front of Dumbledore and Dracula.
"But I'm totally in time." Dracula glanced at the wall clock in the principal's office and shrugged casually, "I can even have another glass of wine before going down."
As he spoke, he actually took out a bottle of red wine from his seamlessly stretched pocket, poured it into a goblet, and elegantly watched, smelled, sobered, and tasted the wine...
After finishing the drink slowly and slowly, Dracula took back the wine glass, returned to the window of the principal's office again, and lay down on his back with open arms.
His figure fell rapidly in the last ray of sunset, and the black and red cloak behind him rustled in the wind...
A few seconds later, Dracula's body slowed down suddenly and unnaturally, and landed very gently on the tiles above the roof of the auditorium.
He straightened his slightly messy robes, jumped off the roof of the auditorium again, and landed in the entrance courtyard of Hogwarts Castle.
At the same time, Snape quickly walked down the marble stairs leading to the second floor from the entrance of the auditorium.
Seeing Dracula in front of the auditorium door, he couldn't help showing a look of surprise, then he looked away somewhat deliberately and walked into the auditorium first.
When Dracula walked into the auditorium, it was exactly six-thirty in the afternoon, every second.
The auditorium was already crowded with people. Everyone was noisily crowded on the long tables of their respective colleges, discussing what the duel club would have next, and speculating on how the auditorium, which had been used for meals and banquets, would become a duel club. venue.
Such a bustling scene is like another opening ceremony or end-of-term banquet held in the auditorium with everyone participating!
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Dracula habitually looked in the direction of the Gryffindor table. Unsurprisingly, he saw the twins Fred and George starting another bet, seemingly discussing where the club's duel match would take place. Where to do it.
The twins determined that Professor Dracula would let the students stand on a long table to duel, and perhaps let students from different houses stand on different tables and cast spells on each other. Whichever house everyone falls off the table first, which house will out; out;
Their roommate Lee Jordan thought that they would stand in the middle of two long tables and use the tables as boundary lines. Whoever goes out of bounds or touches the table will lose...
Looking at this messy scene, Dracula took out the Hogwarts title deed from his pocket, tapped twice on the parchment, and then waved to the students present——
The four long dining tables suddenly disappeared. Every little wizard sitting next to the long table felt a light but irresistible force, which lifted their bodies off their seats and stood up involuntarily.
Immediately afterwards, all the seats disappeared along with the long table.
In the dazed expressions of the little wizards, a gilded stage slowly floated up from the ground in the center of the auditorium, illuminated by hundreds of candles floating in the sky, shining brightly.
The ceiling no longer reflects the sky outside, but becomes velvet black, as if to focus all the highlights on the stage in the center of the auditorium.
The students in the entire auditorium automatically avoided the gold-plated stage and stood on both sides of the stage, squeezing each other. Each of them clutched their wands tightly and looked excited.
Dracula looked at the scene in front of him and nodded with satisfaction, then tapped his toes on the ground and landed lightly in the middle of the stage.
"Dear little wizards, good evening, everyone!" He happily looked at the densely packed little wizards on both sides of the stage and greeted them, "It seems like basically all the students have chosen to join the Duel Club. Already? I’m happy to see this.”
"I hope that in the following time in the Duel Club, you can learn some things that you can't learn in class. Likewise, I also hope that you can have a 'happy' time in the Duel Club..."
In the audience, Ron shuddered subconsciously after hearing these words.
"Harry, did you hear what I just said?" Ron put his face next to Harry's ear and whispered, "Professor Dracula really wants everyone to join the dueling club! We will definitely not Good times have passed!”
"But... there seems to be nothing wrong with what Professor Dracula said..." Harry wanted to argue for Professor Dracula, whom he admired, and whispered, "Ron, think about it from another angle. If those just If the words were spoken by other professors, would you still be so scared?"
Ron thought about it carefully, then nodded heavily.
"It will definitely happen!" Seeing that no one else heard his voice, he amplified his voice slightly, "Think about it, if Snape had said that sentence just now, wouldn't you be scared? "
Harry imagined Snape saying words such as "Welcome to the dueling club" and "I hope the rest of the time will be pleasant" with that greasy face, and couldn't help feeling a chill.
"That's really... disgusting!" He made a face, raised his hand in front of his mouth, and made a fanning motion. "Fortunately it's not Snape who will be our dueling club instructor."
At this moment, Harry suddenly saw Ron's face change, becoming extremely frightened, and his face looked like a ripe purple eggplant!
Seeing Ron's expression, Harry froze and slowly turned his head to look behind him.
"What a disappointment to you, Potter -" Snape smiled coldly and extended his voice, "Unfortunately, I happen to be the lecturer you least expect to meet."
Harry's face was stiff, and he still didn't want to believe this sad fact, so he looked at the silver-haired figure on the stage, hoping to hear a different statement from him.
However, the next moment, Dracula's words shattered Harry's expectations——
"Now I invite my assistant in the Dueling Club - Professor Snape!" Dracula stretched out his arms to the audience and motioned for Snape next to Harry to come to the stage.
Snape glanced sideways at Harry, then walked onto the stage in the center of the auditorium with a sneer.
Harry watched with despair as Snape walked onto the stage and stood with Professor Dracula.
"Ron, after seeing this 'assistant' in the Duel Club, I think Professor Dracula's devil training is no longer a problem..." he said desperately, "Can the two of us work together with Snape?" Surviving in the hands of others is the biggest problem!”
Ron nodded with deep understanding.
Then, he turned to look at Hermione and asked for help: "Hermione, if we are targeted by Snape, you must report to Professor Dracula in time!"
Hermione glanced at the two of them and nodded helplessly.
"I really don't know what's going on with you, but Snape always catches you when you say bad things about him." She said inexplicably.
"Ahem..." Ron coughed twice, "Maybe it's because we said bad things about Snape and never stopped..."
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