Chapter 324 Duel Club
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Lockhart was able to bring Snape over here, probably because he drank more than one bottle of Felicia.
"Look, Snape is blinking." George said with a smirk on his face, "He must have been kidnapped by Lockhart, which is implying that we should save him~"
Cedric stopped with a blank expression, not daring to approach him.
Because Snape on the stage was staring at the twins, he obviously heard this sentence.
Fred, quite unafraid, laughed along with George.
Except for Vincent and Hermione, the nearby students were far away from them.
Stared at by sinister eyes, the twins laughed even more happily.
Lockhart waved the students to silence as Snape was about to go down and do something.
His eyes flicked over, becoming more impatient.
"After observing this period of time, I found that everyone has no actual combat experience——"
Lockhart looked down at Vincent, "Of course, there are very few students, but this is obviously not enough to face the more terrifying evil!"
He opened his hand to Snape, "Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Severus Snape.
In the afternoon, I've been thinking about who is the most suitable-"
Snape's mouth twitched slightly.
"And then I ran into him!
He said he knew a thing or two about dueling, and very generously agreed to help me with a little demonstration before class. "
Lockhart was not affected by him at all, "Don't worry everyone!
When I'm done demonstrating with him, I'll return your Potions master intact! "
I don't know if it's the opposite of everything, but Snape's thick lips were slightly raised.
In this state, I am afraid that someone will suffer.
Lockhart was still smiling, "Professor Snape, we can start now."
When the two turned and separated, Fred who was below whispered, "Although it's unlikely to happen, I really hope that both of them will suffer."
George pursed his lips, "Maybe we have to say goodbye to Professor Lockhart early."
The curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is getting more and more serious, and the original year is probably going to be turned into a semester.
"Hush—" Hermione reminded them both.
Lockhart and Snape were not far apart on the stage, and they bowed to each other.
At least Lockhart was bowing, and doing a lot of fancy movements with his hands.
Snape on the opposite side shook his head impatiently.
After the etiquette before the duel, both held their wands upright to their chests.
Lockhart's posture is very standard, "As you can see, duels usually hold wands like this."
"Count to three." He was also very relaxed, "We will cast the first magic."
He even winked at the other side, "Of course, neither of us will take the other's life."
Snape gritted his teeth convincingly.
Death is definitely impossible to die, only to be beaten violently.
At this very moment, a student who felt the same way was secretly delighted.
"one--"
He was so excited that he clenched his little hands tightly.
"two--"
He has 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 simultaneously.
Snape was slightly better, calling out the incantation: "Disarm you!"
Lockhart uttered the same incantation, though a little slower.
Two beams of dazzling red light passed each other and shot at the two of them respectively.
"Boom—" Lockhartlaw lifted his feet off the ground and flew backwards off the stage and hit the wall.
Snape, with a disbelieving expression on his face, also flew off the stage.
When he slid down the wall, he didn't even think about why he was hit.
underestimate the enemy?
impossible!
The auditorium fell into deathly silence.
Fred and George were shocked from ear to ear.
Draco rubbed his eyes hard.
"Alas—it's still a bit slow." Lockhart staggered to his feet, "After all, I'm distracted from counting, so you don't have to feel sorry for me."
He returned crookedly to the stage, "Professor Snape, are you all right?
I kept my hands back just now. If I used all my strength, you would definitely faint on the spot. "
Snape, who was still doubting his life, got up quickly, with only an undisguised murderous look in his eyes.
luck?
I'm afraid he drank a crucible of Felicia!
Lockhart looked at the students as if he didn't notice,
"Don't look at me staggering, but Professor Snape's injury is actually much more serious than mine."
He moved his eyes to the face of Draco who was still doubting his life, "Hurry up, Draco.
If you don't hurry up and take your dean to the school hospital, he may leave quite terrible sequelae. "
You can't hide the look in your eyes that wants to kill someone.
Snape pushed back Draco, who was walking in a daze, "I'm fine."
His steps toward the stage were steady, and he didn't look like he would suffer from sequelae at all.
"Uh——" Lockhart hesitated, "By the way, Professor Snape, why don't we give them the rest of the time?"
"That's great!" He didn't give Snape a chance to speak at all, "I'll come down now and divide you all into groups of two!"
Fred and George were starving for oxygen.
For so many years, Vincent was the only one who could deflate Snape.
From now on, there will be one more Lockhart.
In a sense, this can really be called a lose-lose situation.
"Let me think about the candidates for the first group—" Lockhart came to Vincent.
He looked over at Hermione. "Why don't we have some drama and have Wayne and Gran—"
"I don't think so!" Snape exuded low pressure, standing firmly in front of him,
"Why don't we have something more dramatic and put Wayne in a group with the professors."
Vincent glanced at him with little disdain without concealing his eyes.
Everyone knew that Snape was careless.
Talking about being in the same group as the professors is clearly to avenge him.
The dead duck has a stubborn mouth, no wonder it lost to Harry's father.
"Professor Snape, how about you and Vincent—"
"I was hurt more than you."
"This - how can this be possible."
Vincent pretended not to understand Snape's eyes.
As expected of Dumbledore's people, they don't give benefits in the same line.
"Wayne fought off a professor last year."
"But—but I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it."
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 a lie!
Dumbledore didn't dare to be so blatant, Vincent's temper suddenly came up,
"Professors, why not have the most dramatic one."
He drew his wand, "Let's go in groups of three and demonstrate what melee is."
No matter where Lockhart's level goes, no matter whether Snape is really careless or not, the result is not a loss.
……
……
"Look, Snape is blinking." George said with a smirk on his face, "He must have been kidnapped by Lockhart, which is implying that we should save him~"
Cedric stopped with a blank expression, not daring to approach him.
Because Snape on the stage was staring at the twins, he obviously heard this sentence.
Fred, quite unafraid, laughed along with George.
Except for Vincent and Hermione, the nearby students were far away from them.
Stared at by sinister eyes, the twins laughed even more happily.
Lockhart waved the students to silence as Snape was about to go down and do something.
His eyes flicked over, becoming more impatient.
"After observing this period of time, I found that everyone has no actual combat experience——"
Lockhart looked down at Vincent, "Of course, there are very few students, but this is obviously not enough to face the more terrifying evil!"
He opened his hand to Snape, "Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Severus Snape.
In the afternoon, I've been thinking about who is the most suitable-"
Snape's mouth twitched slightly.
"And then I ran into him!
He said he knew a thing or two about dueling, and very generously agreed to help me with a little demonstration before class. "
Lockhart was not affected by him at all, "Don't worry everyone!
When I'm done demonstrating with him, I'll return your Potions master intact! "
I don't know if it's the opposite of everything, but Snape's thick lips were slightly raised.
In this state, I am afraid that someone will suffer.
Lockhart was still smiling, "Professor Snape, we can start now."
When the two turned and separated, Fred who was below whispered, "Although it's unlikely to happen, I really hope that both of them will suffer."
George pursed his lips, "Maybe we have to say goodbye to Professor Lockhart early."
The curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is getting more and more serious, and the original year is probably going to be turned into a semester.
"Hush—" Hermione reminded them both.
Lockhart and Snape were not far apart on the stage, and they bowed to each other.
At least Lockhart was bowing, and doing a lot of fancy movements with his hands.
Snape on the opposite side shook his head impatiently.
After the etiquette before the duel, both held their wands upright to their chests.
Lockhart's posture is very standard, "As you can see, duels usually hold wands like this."
"Count to three." He was also very relaxed, "We will cast the first magic."
He even winked at the other side, "Of course, neither of us will take the other's life."
Snape gritted his teeth convincingly.
Death is definitely impossible to die, only to be beaten violently.
At this very moment, a student who felt the same way was secretly delighted.
"one--"
He was so excited that he clenched his little hands tightly.
"two--"
He has 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 simultaneously.
Snape was slightly better, calling out the incantation: "Disarm you!"
Lockhart uttered the same incantation, though a little slower.
Two beams of dazzling red light passed each other and shot at the two of them respectively.
"Boom—" Lockhartlaw lifted his feet off the ground and flew backwards off the stage and hit the wall.
Snape, with a disbelieving expression on his face, also flew off the stage.
When he slid down the wall, he didn't even think about why he was hit.
underestimate the enemy?
impossible!
The auditorium fell into deathly silence.
Fred and George were shocked from ear to ear.
Draco rubbed his eyes hard.
"Alas—it's still a bit slow." Lockhart staggered to his feet, "After all, I'm distracted from counting, so you don't have to feel sorry for me."
He returned crookedly to the stage, "Professor Snape, are you all right?
I kept my hands back just now. If I used all my strength, you would definitely faint on the spot. "
Snape, who was still doubting his life, got up quickly, with only an undisguised murderous look in his eyes.
luck?
I'm afraid he drank a crucible of Felicia!
Lockhart looked at the students as if he didn't notice,
"Don't look at me staggering, but Professor Snape's injury is actually much more serious than mine."
He moved his eyes to the face of Draco who was still doubting his life, "Hurry up, Draco.
If you don't hurry up and take your dean to the school hospital, he may leave quite terrible sequelae. "
You can't hide the look in your eyes that wants to kill someone.
Snape pushed back Draco, who was walking in a daze, "I'm fine."
His steps toward the stage were steady, and he didn't look like he would suffer from sequelae at all.
"Uh——" Lockhart hesitated, "By the way, Professor Snape, why don't we give them the rest of the time?"
"That's great!" He didn't give Snape a chance to speak at all, "I'll come down now and divide you all into groups of two!"
Fred and George were starving for oxygen.
For so many years, Vincent was the only one who could deflate Snape.
From now on, there will be one more Lockhart.
In a sense, this can really be called a lose-lose situation.
"Let me think about the candidates for the first group—" Lockhart came to Vincent.
He looked over at Hermione. "Why don't we have some drama and have Wayne and Gran—"
"I don't think so!" Snape exuded low pressure, standing firmly in front of him,
"Why don't we have something more dramatic and put Wayne in a group with the professors."
Vincent glanced at him with little disdain without concealing his eyes.
Everyone knew that Snape was careless.
Talking about being in the same group as the professors is clearly to avenge him.
The dead duck has a stubborn mouth, no wonder it lost to Harry's father.
"Professor Snape, how about you and Vincent—"
"I was hurt more than you."
"This - how can this be possible."
Vincent pretended not to understand Snape's eyes.
As expected of Dumbledore's people, they don't give benefits in the same line.
"Wayne fought off a professor last year."
"But—but I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it."
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 a lie!
Dumbledore didn't dare to be so blatant, Vincent's temper suddenly came up,
"Professors, why not have the most dramatic one."
He drew his wand, "Let's go in groups of three and demonstrate what melee is."
No matter where Lockhart's level goes, no matter whether Snape is really careless or not, the result is not a loss.
……
……
