A friendly day at Hogwarts

"My God!"

The little wizards under the duel stage were in an uproar.If Harry and Ron hadn't stopped her, Hermione would have even planned to rush onto the stage.

Even though she was being pulled, she still looked nervously and kept mumbling: "Is he okay? Will this hurt him?"

The little wizards are divided into two distinct factions.

Some of Lockhart's loyal fans were cursing Professor Snape in a low voice, saying that he attacked sneakily, had no martial ethics, and so on.

The other part is the sober people in the world who have seen through Lockhart's hypocritical mask from the classroom situation. Among them are Harry and Ron. However, considering Hermione's mood, the two can only exchange a look and secretly Have fun.

"This is obviously a sneak attack!" Hermione said angrily, "Snape has no martial ethics!"

Marietta and several other girls nodded in agreement.

Glenn smiled secretly in his heart, it turned out that this was the world through the eyes of idiot fans.

Lockhart struggled to get up, his legs still shaking, and he was obviously in severe pain.

"Okay, everyone has seen it!" He climbed back onto the stage with great effort, "It's a very standard disarming spell. As you can see, I lost my wand."

Struggling to smile, he turned to Professor Snape.

"That's a nice note, Professor Snape. This is indeed a very practical trick!"

Professor Snape said nothing, just looked at him.

"But... don't mind what I say." Lockhart continued, "Your intention just now was very obvious. If I wanted to stop you, it would be effortless. But then I thought about it and let them see this. The effect of magic spell is also a good principle..."

He forcefully explained, and then quickly jumped off the duel stage to avoid being casually dealt with again.

"That's it for the demonstration," he said wittily, "We might as well divide everyone into groups of two to try the effect of this spell."

Professor Snape, obviously with a plan in mind, walked straight over and put Harry and Master Malfoy into a group.

The others were also divided into groups, and Glenn stood opposite Qiu as expected.

"Face your partner!" Lockhart yelled back on stage, "Bow!"

The two looked at each other with smiles and bowed to each other.

"Raise your wand and be ready! When I count to three, I will cast a spell to disarm the opponent." Lockhart shouted, "One...two...three!"

"Expelliarmus!" In order to avoid exposing his strength, Glenn did not use the silent spell, but recited the spell normally.

The red light hit accurately, and the wand in Qiu's hand instantly flew up, spinning towards Glenn, and was easily caught by him.

He deliberately controlled the power of the spell and did not knock Qiu down like he had just shown.

As for others, it is not so harmonious.

"Stop! Stop it!" Lockhart screamed with panic on his face.

A strange green smoke floated over the auditorium.

Eddie held up two wands in his hands and walked back and forth among the crowd with a smirk on his face. Behind him was Marcos who couldn't catch him.

Neville and Justin were both lying on the floor, and Seamus used his explosive talent to explode himself and Ron.

As for Harry and Malfoy, they still stood facing each other, as if there had been no fight before.

Others were also at war with each other, the worst of which was Hermione. Miss Millicent, a strong humanoid troll, used a cross lock commonly used in wrestling to achieve the effect of a disarming spell on her body.

She pressed her legs against Hermione's chest and face, and pressed her right hand firmly into her arms with both hands.

Hermione slapped the floor helplessly, her wand long gone.

Glenn frowned and waved his wand.

"Lishen Jinxie!"

As soon as Millicent let go of her hands, Hermione finally found a chance to escape from under her body.

"It seems that there is something wrong with my teaching method..." Lockhart laughed dryly. "I think we should invite a pair to the stage to let everyone understand the effect of the disarming spell again."

Before he could choose, Professor Snape suddenly said: "In that case, let Potter and Malfoy do the display."

Malfoy walked onto the stage, still wearing a poker face, and it was impossible to tell what was going on in his heart.

As we all know, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are the most famous rivals in their grade. Although this year's young master has kept a much lower profile, the tit-for-tat scenes between the two in the past year are still vivid in our minds.

The little wizards with a greedy mentality gathered around the duel stage, looking forward to a true head-to-head confrontation between the two.

Lockhart performed a mysterious maneuver of dropping his wand on the ground, stepped aside, and began to count down.

"Three...two...one!"

The young master's personality has obviously changed a lot, and he didn't make a sneak attack in advance this time.It wasn't until Lockhart had counted three digits that he waved his wand and spoke the spell aloud.

"Except your weapons!"

At the same time, Harry on the opposite side also cast a disarming spell.

Two rays of red light crossed each other in the center of the duel stage, and flew in front of the two of them in the blink of an eye.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Malfoy's lips, he tilted his head slightly, and the red light swished past his ear without causing any harm.

On the contrary, Harry, who was opposite him, was hit firmly in the chest.

He was knocked back a few steps by the power of the curse, tripped, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

The wand in his hand flew up into the air uncontrollably and landed at Professor Snape's feet.

"Harry!"

Hermione and Ron quickly ran to the stage and planned to help him up.

But Harry didn't seem to want to rely on their help. Instead, he got up on his own and looked at Malfoy opposite him angrily.

Being easily defeated by his mortal enemy in such a fair duel severely damaged his self-esteem.

Glenn's eyes were slightly solemn. Malfoy's strength had improved greatly, and he was obviously much higher than Harry.

He subconsciously looked at Professor Snape, and the professor's eyes sank slightly, then returned to normal.

"It seems that reputation does not mean strength, doesn't it, Mr. Potter?" He knelt down and picked up Harry's wand, hiding the change in his expression well.

Harry looked at him with an unwilling face, gritted his teeth and took his wand.

"Mr. Malfoy has given us a good example, so next, please continue according to the grouping just now..."

"Wait!" Professor Snape interrupted, "Since Mr. Potter has limited strength and cannot demonstrate the effect of this spell very well, I suggest that Mr. Malfoy be replaced with an opponent."

"Ah, this... this is fine." Lockhart smiled and nodded, "Then, who is better to choose..."

"I think third-year Mr. Ollivander would be a good candidate."