Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 97 The Dueling Club and the Parseltongue

Lockhart, who quickly changed his clothes, returned to the auditorium.

At this moment, not only did he change into a light golden robe, but he also changed the perfume on his body by the way.

Except for the amnestic spell, there are only beauty, cleaning and other related magic. Lockhart can release it so smoothly and quickly.

Just on the way after cleaning, Lockhart learned about Snape's punishment for John and what the other said from the little witch who came to see him.

Although Lockhart still had lingering fears about what happened just now, but thinking of his own reputation, he still rushed to explain.

Lockhart confidently walked to the duel ring again, stood in front of Snape, and said in a dignified manner: "Professor Snape, I was not seriously injured just now! What I mean is, you shouldn't blame William Mr. Si, yes, I was injured on purpose before, in order for him to show this trick."

"Actually, as you all know, with my ability, Mr. Williams' intention to attack just now was very obvious. I could have solved it without any effort, but I still thought I should let everyone see it. As for me after being attacked The wailing is just a normal reaction to injury..."

"I didn't expect to get hurt, so I panicked for a while, and that's it..."

Looking at Lockhart who was endlessly explaining the "facts" of what happened just now, John reckoned that the hardest part of this guy's body was his mouth, even if he was burned to ashes, that mouth could say that he did all this on purpose of.

John stopped paying attention to Lockhart jumping up and down like a clown.

The experimental data has been collected almost, and the next step is to completely deprive the other party of the aura of celebrity and plunge him into the abyss, to see if the legendary value will rise again after falling to a certain threshold.

Lockhart, who was still talking on the stage, seemed to sense Snape's murderous aura around him, coughed lightly, and stopped explaining.

"I think the demonstration just now with Mr. Williams is quite standard, and there is no need for me and Professor Snape to do it again, so now I will come among you and divide you into groups of two, Professor Snape, If you are willing to help me..."

Then they walk through the crowd and make pairs for everyone.Lockhart paired Neville and Justin Finch, but Snape went up to Harry and Ron first.

"I think the dream team should be broken up." He sneered. "Weasley, you can form a team with Finnigan, Potter... as for you"

Harry subconsciously moved closer to Hermione.

"I don't think so," said Snape, with a grin on his face. "Malfoy, come to me. Let's see what you can make of the famous Potter. As for you, Miss Granger, you can be paired with Miss Burst."

Malfoy walked over arrogantly, with a smug smile on his face.Behind him was a Slytherin girl who reminded Harry of a painting he'd seen in Holidays with Hags.

She was tall and strong, stocky, with a fat chin protruding menacingly, and Hermione smiled at her reluctantly, but she ignored her.

I don’t know if it’s just such a coincidence, but John’s opponent is Theodore Nott from a pure-blood family. If John remembers correctly, his father is a Death Eater.

He was tall, thin, and perhaps a little sickly, and he was considered by some to have a "rabbit-like" appearance.

But he was talented in potions, or he thought he was, and Snape didn't think much of him at all.

When he knew that his opponent was John, this Theodore Nott didn't feel scared, but was a little eager to try. He had long wanted to fight John.

Not only because John betrayed his own lineage, but also because of his excellence, which completely crushed him, which made Theodore Nott, who was educated by his father since childhood, feel very jealous and unhappy.

"Face your partners!" Lockhart called back to the stage. "Bow!"

John and Theodore Nott bowed at the same time, and before John got up the next second, the magic of shining red light came straight towards John.

Theodore Nott raised his wand with excitement on his face, but in the next second his excitement froze on his face.

Because he saw that John raised his hand to scatter the magic he cast casually as if to repel flies.

Such a thing beyond his cognition made Theodore Nott look at his wand in disbelief, and then at John.

John walked slowly towards Theodore Nott with a blank expression on his face, and the faint smile on his face hurt Theodore Nott's self-esteem.

"Don't get close!"

Theodore Nott released the magic again, but as before, it was scattered by John raising his hand.

"you you!"

Theodore Nott's face was filled with anger and embarrassment, but he couldn't stop John approaching him like a morning stroll, but the glory of pure blood prevented him from retreating.

Finally, when he was about to cast a spell, John had already walked in front of him, and saw John reaching out to grab his wand, and with a slight force of his fingers, he snatched it from his hand.

Then Theodore Nott saw his wand suddenly burning in John's hand, and in the flames, red magic radiance glowed from the tip of the wand.

In the red light, he was knocked out and hit heavily on the dueling platform, and passed out.

John stopped injecting magic power into Theodore Nott's wand in his hand, and the burning flame gradually extinguished.

Throwing the wand that was completely turned into a dry wood beside Theodore Nott, John stopped paying attention to him, but began to look around to watch other people duel.

The little wizards around saw everything that happened here, and they couldn't help but be thankful that their opponent was not John, otherwise they would not only bear magical attacks, but also suffer mental oppression.

The ability to disperse magic with one hand is beyond their imagination.

So everyone subconsciously ignored John and focused on the opponent in front of him.

So in front of John, some little wizards made mistakes in casting spells, and only a little spark appeared from the top of the wand, and then they were knocked down by his opponent.

Some little wizards and their opponents had never defeated each other from beginning to end, such as Neville and Justin, who were both lying on the floor panting from exhaustion.

Hermione and her opponent were fighting hand-to-hand at this time. Her opponent, Millicent Burst from Slytherin, knew her advantage, so facing Miss Knowles, she wisely chose a fighting method that was more beneficial to her.

Obviously, in the face of the stronger Millicent Burst, Miss Otter had no chance to fight back. Hermione was forced to clamp Hermione's head under her armpit, which made Hermione scream in pain
And there are not a few little wizards who choose to do this, such as Malfoy's followers, Goyle and Crabbe, both of whom used their physical fitness to defeat their opponents.

Of course, the most exciting duel is the duel between Harry and Malfoy, which can be said to be extremely jealous when the enemy meets.

Harry and Malfoy were barely nodding at the time, they were staring at each other intently.

"Raise your wand and get ready!" Lockhart yelled. "When I count to three, I will cast a spell and disarm the opponent! Remember it can only be disarmed, we don't want accidents. One! Two! Three !"

Harry jerked his wand over his shoulder, but Malfoy did it on the first count of two.

He swung his arm, and the wand whistled and hit Harry hard. Faced with such an attack, Harry staggered a bit, covering the position where he was hit.

But Harry didn't fall down because of this, but resisted the pain and seized the right moment to cast the Creaking Curse on Malfoy.

He pointed his wand straight at Malfoy and yelled, "Grin-hu-la-la!"

A silver light shot from the tip of Harry's wand and hit Malfoy straight in the stomach, and Malfoy was seen bending over, laughing loudly and panting for breath.

At that time, Lockhart shouted to this side: "I said, you can only use disarm!"

Malfoy fell to his knees, so limp from laughing that he could barely move.

Harry hesitated to cast a spell on Malfoy while he was on the ground, which the good boy seemed to think was against the rules. 】

It's a pity that Malfoy won't stop doing it because of Harry's kindness. Malfoy was panting desperately, pointing his wand at Harry's knee, and said with a smile, "Tarantella dance!"

Immediately, Harry's legs twitched uncontrollably, as if in a kind of jig.

Finally, amidst Lockhart's scream of "stop", Snape cast the incantation "Stop", dispelling the magic on the two of them.

Just like in memory, there are not a few little wizards like Harry and Malfoy who don't follow the rules, so Lockhart chose to let them demonstrate.

At Snape's suggestion, Harry and Malfoy took the stage to demonstrate.

Then Malfoy still cast the magic of oolong out of the hole, and summoned a pitch-black poisonous snake.

Lockhart tried to use magic to kill the poisonous snake, but he failed. Instead, he enraged the snake and made it go into a rage, hissing and spitting out a message, and swam straight towards Justin Fletcher, holding his head up, baring his fangs, shaking his head. Take an offensive stance.

Under John's gaze, in order to prevent the poisonous snake from hurting Justin Finch, Harry made some kind of ugly, suffocating hiss under the terrified eyes of everyone, just like a poisonous snake spit out a message The sound is average.

Hearing this sound, the poisonous snake collapsed on the floor, supple as a pile of thick, black watering hoses, its eyes fixed on Harry.

Harry had expected to be thanked, but instead was horrified.

Even if there is no attack, many people still know the stories about the descendants of Slytherin circulating in Hogwarts.

As we all know, Slytherin was able to communicate with snakes, and he is the most famous Parseltongue.

After that, the poisonous snake was wiped out by Snape, and Harry was dragged away by Ron under the terrified eyes of everyone.

John put away the alchemy recording pen in his hand. Although the remnant soul of the notebook told about the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, it did not teach the snake language that must be used to enter the Chamber of Secrets.

John recorded Harry's words for learning, and John can also use magic to connect with snakes to better learn this language.

Although this language is said to be inherited in the blood, it does not mean that it cannot be learned. For example, Ron later learned this language from Harry's sleep talk.

After that day, no matter where Harry appeared, there would be whispers, and many people would choose to run away when they saw him.

Harry was miserable about this, and he didn't know how to explain it. He was not the so-called Heir of the Chamber of Secrets.

In the end, he can only choose to let time solve all this.

(End of this chapter)