Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 44 The Witch's Strong Chest Muscles

After the alchemy course, the latest 8-volume story about "King of Monsters" caused a sensation among little wizards.

Almost everyone is amazed by Professor Ollivander's extraordinary experience.

And the biggest beneficiaries of this sensation, the Weasley twins, were surrounded by the senior wizards of Gryffindor at the moment.

"Dear loyal readers of "King of Phenomenal Beasts", we need a little time." Fred stood on the chair in the common room and shouted clapping his hands.

"You know, this is a full 8-volume story, depicting a magnificent World of Fantasy Beasts, who would not be tempted?"

Standing beside Fred, George cleared his throat, "However, we have to admit that mass production of these 8 volumes is the greatest challenge ever."

The two brothers blinked and shouted in unison: "So, we decided to give priority to providing services to customers who participated in the pre-sale activities."

"As long as you have seven Galleons, you can enjoy the full set of 12 volumes of "King of Monster Beasts". What are you waiting for..."

Seeing the Weasley twins yelling hard, Ron curled his lips.

"These two nasty guys wanted to sell me Ba Galleons at first. When they saw my new wand, they always thought I had my own little treasury."

Harry shook his head. "Ron, are we really going to do that?"

He wanted to participate in George and Fred's pre-sale just now, but was stopped by Ron.

"They used Professor Ollivander's stories to earn their own pocket money in school, and they didn't even give me a Galleon. This is too wrong. We have to teach them a lesson."

Ron lowered his voice, "Using Harry's invisibility cloak, we will quietly bring over the entire set of "King of Monster Beasts", and then donate it to the library for free."

"I think...sometimes, you really don't look like brothers." Hermione couldn't help but said.

Ron muttered, "If you've been teased by them in the past, I believe you will make the same choice as me now."

"By the way, are you going to the Dueling Club tomorrow night?" Harry started another hot topic.

Practical lessons that actually involve dueling are not common at Hogwarts.

"I heard that practical dueling spells will be taught at that time, I think it is very necessary." Hermione's expression was very serious, which has always been her shortcoming.

Don't be biased!This is her principle.

Holding the wand in his right hand and waving it vigorously, Ron hummed, "Is there any other spell that is more practical than my Stone-knocking spell? I used it to deal with Susan Levima!"

"Ron! The Stone-Knocking Curse can only be used when you touch someone else, which is very passive." Hermione poured cold water on the other party.

Ron frowned, "Then I should learn another Flashing Charm? Blind first, then approach quickly, and finally settle the battle with a single blow from the wand!"

Seeing Ron's eagerness to try, Harry and Hermione shook their heads. They didn't think it was a good idea.

……

On the day of the dueling club, eight o'clock in the evening.

The long dining tables in the entire Hogwarts Great Hall were gone, replaced by a makeshift stage against the wall, which was shining with golden light at the moment.

In the spacious space, thousands of candles are suspended in mid-air, and the ever-changing ceiling is revealing a miserable green light at the moment, making people uneasy.

"Oh! What's wrong with this ceiling?" Madam Pomfrey, the school doctor who had been waiting here, complained.

In order to deal with possible injuries during the duel, she had been waiting here with a medicine box early on.

"If it has a place to drink potions, I'll definitely pour a few bottles into it."

As soon as the words fell, Hardy walked over behind a large group of young wizards, "I heard that there is something wrong with the ceiling of the auditorium. Professor McGonagall asked me to take a look."

Hardy greeted Madam Pomfrey with a smile, then looked at the miserable green ceiling with a strange expression.

A green light shrouded it, and densely packed human heads were shaking below.

This is indeed a weird picture.

"Well, this weird green light reminds me of some bad stories." Ron leaned closer to Harry, "George used to scare me with a doll that glowed green."

"My God, there are too many people here..." Harry pushed his glasses, and he almost bumped into someone else, who was an extremely muscular witch, whose chest muscles almost suffocated him.

Hermione looked around, and when she saw the glittering golden stage, she suddenly had the idea of ​​leaving here.

But she couldn't do it, because there were too many people, and the people behind almost pushed her to move forward.

"Hey! Participate in our pre-sale event now, and you can get more discounts."

In the dense crowd, the Weasley twins were happily recommending, and they felt that mountains of gold Galleons were beckoning to them.

"Pompesipavage!"

Hardy waved his wand, and a little white starlight burst out from the tip of the wand and hit the ceiling quickly.

After the "crack" exploded, a water-like wave rippled rapidly, causing the miserable green light to recede like a tide.

"Aha! Just like what the students said." Madam Pomfrey nodded in admiration, and looked at Hardy, "You can always rely on Professor Ollivander."

"Thank you for your compliment." After successfully completing Professor McGonagall's entrustment, Hardy put away his wand.

He stood side by side with Madam Pomfrey in the corner of the auditorium, looking forward to what was about to happen.

"Merlin! Kill me!" Harry suddenly cried out in pain from the crowd.

Following his gaze, Ron and Hermione happened to see Professor Gilderoy Lockhart walking onto the makeshift stage.

The other party was wearing his favorite gorgeous robe, followed by Professor Snape.

Different from Lockhart's flamboyance, Snape was dressed in a black robe and followed behind the former, as if he was going to use a set of fierce spells to take him away directly at any time.

The appearance of the two most unpopular professors at Hogwarts at the same time complicated the expressions of many young wizards.

"Is there any other course that is worse than this?" Someone asked in despair.

Standing on the stage, Lockhart smiled extraordinarily brightly. He raised his voice, "Now, focus! Come together!"

"Come on, can each of you see me? Can you hear me? Great!"

Lockhart waved his hand and signaled the audience to be quiet, "Please be quiet! First of all, we have to thank Professor Ollivander."

"Without his contribution, we would still have a piece of green on our heads now, which is not very pretty."

Lockhart smiled at Snape behind him, and continued, "Now, for your safety, and with my unremitting efforts, Principal Dumbledore finally agrees to open the Dueling Club."

"Here, you will be trained by me to become like me... agile! brave! cautious! wise!"

"Stand firm! Humility! Persistence! Unyielding..."

Standing on the stage, Lockhart began his most skillful boasting, which lasted for 10 minutes.

Finally, under Snape's cold and oppressive gaze, Lockhart coughed, "Okay, okay, let's talk about my assistant——Professor Snape."

"In terms of wizard duels, although Professor Snape only knows a little bit, yes, this is what he said himself, being very honest and willing to admit his own shortcomings is quite valuable, but even so, it is enough to complete today's teaching tasks ..."

Lockhart laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will be extremely careful not to let your Potions professor get any harm... Believe me, I am very professional..."

Lockhart grandly introduced Snape in 20 seconds, speaking as fast as if he had a burning coal in his mouth.

During this process, Snape slowly raised the wand in his hand more than once, pointed the tip of the wand at Lockhart's buttocks, but quickly put it down again.

"Merlin, wouldn't it be better for the two of them to end each other in a duel?" Ron whispered to Harry.

(End of this chapter)