Retirement from Hogwarts

Lockhart waved for silence, then yelled: "Come around, come around! Can everyone see me? Can everyone hear me? Great!"

"That's right, Professor Dumbledore allowed me to open this small dueling club to fully train everyone in case you need to defend yourself one day. Protect yourself in the same way that I have used countless times - for details on this, Please see my published work," Lockhart said in his characteristic voice.

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," Lockhart said, grinning broadly. "He told me that he himself knew a thing or two about dueling, and he generously Agree to help me with a small demonstration before class. I said, I don't want to worry you little guys - after I finish the demonstration with him, I will return your potions teacher to you intact. ,do not be afraid!"

"Wouldn't it be great if they fought it out and both sides would lose?" Neville whispered in their ears.Snape's upper lip curled up.Harry didn't understand why Lockhart was still smiling; if Snape had looked at him like that, he would have spread his legs and run as fast as he could in the opposite direction.

Lockhart and Snape turned to face each other and bowed.At least Lockhart bowed, flailing his hands a lot, and Snape just shook his head impatiently.They then held their respective wands like arrows to their chests.

"As you can see, we hold our wands in the normal dueling posture," Lockhart told the silent crowd. "On the count of three, we cast the first spell. Of course, none of us can do it. The other person’s life.”

"I wouldn't bet on that," Harry whispered as he watched Snape show his teeth.

"One—two—three—" They both raised their wands over their shoulders at the same time.Snape shouted: "Expelliarmus!" Suddenly a dazzling red light flashed, and Lockhart was struck unsteadily.He flew backwards off the stage, crashed into the wall, then slid off and curled up on the floor.

Suddenly, the Slytherin students cheered.Harry saw Malfoy grinning from ear to ear, and his palms turned red.

Lockhart staggered to his feet, his hat off and his wavy curls standing on end.

"Okay, you see!" he said, stumbling back onto the stage, "This is a disarming charm - as you can see, I lost my wand - ah, thank you , Miss Brown. Yes, Professor Snape, it's a great idea to show them this move, but don't mind if I say this, your intention to do this was obvious just now. If I want to stop You don’t have to work hard. I think that in order to increase their knowledge, you might as well let them take a look."

Snape looked murderous.Lockhart probably noticed it, and just heard him say: "This is the end of the demonstration! Now I will come among you and divide you into groups of two. Professor Snape, if you are willing to help me."

"Looks like we can't learn anything here. Let's go."

Jack looked at Lockhart and Snape walking around and whispered to Hermione.

Lockhart paired Neville and Ginny Weasley, but Snape got to Harry first.Harry subconsciously moved closer to Jack.

"I don't

Think so. Snape said, with a cold smile on his face, "Malfoy, come up here."Let's see what kind of person you can make the famous Porter into.As for you, Miss Granger - you can be paired with Miss Millicent.Mr. Jack, you can be paired with Crabbe. "

"I'm really sorry, Professor Snape. Hermione and I are just here to take a look and have no intention of participating in Professor Lockhart's class."

"Oh? Is that so? In that case, don't waste your time here. Going to the library to read a book is more meaningful than staying here." Snape said with an unclear smile.

Jack winked desperately at Harry and Neville as Snape turned back to Malfoy.But Harry seemed to be fascinated after hearing Malfoy's name.He paid no attention to Jack's intentions and stared at Malfoy in the crowd with a warlike expression.

"Do you want to go together?" Jack mouthed to Neville.Jack couldn't help but shook his head when he looked at Neville who looked infatuated and showed no intention of leaving.Then he mouthed to him: "We are waiting for you in the library."

Looking at Neville who nodded, Jack showed a helpless smile to Hermione and pulled her out of the auditorium together.

Before Jack and Hermione had finished their homework for the day, Neville found them in the library with Harry.

"You're a Parseltongue. Why didn't you tell us?" Neville asked him with a nervous look on his face as soon as Harry sat down.

After hearing Neville's words, Jack's expression couldn't help but change.It was clear that Mephistopheles had taken Voldemort's soul out of Harry's body last year, but why did Harry still learn Parseltongue?Is this also a correction of the world?Or what tricks did that damn devil play?It seems like we need to take a closer look in the next few years.

At this time, Harry's voice interrupted Jack's thoughts. "Parseltongue? What is that?"

"You can talk to snakes!" Neville said. "Why didn't you tell us earlier?"

"I know," said Harry, "I mean, this is the second time I've done it. One time at the zoo, I accidentally let a python out, and it said something to my cousin. I pounced on it - it's a long story. At that time, the big python told me that it had never been to the Brazilian sector, so I unknowingly let it out. I didn't mean to. At that time, I didn't know I know I am a wizard..."

"A python tells you that it has never been to Brazil?" Neville asked in a trembling voice.

"What's the matter?" Shali said, "I bet a lot of people here can do that."

"Oh, they can't," said Neville.

"Except for those druids who like to live in seclusion on rainforest planets, I haven't seen anyone who can do this." Jack added.

"This is not an ordinary skill. Harry, this is terrible." Neville whispered to Harry.

"What's so bad?" Harry asked, starting to feel anger growing inside him. "What's wrong with everybody? Look, if I hadn't told that snake not to attack Justin—"

"So... Harry, this is what you're talking about?" Neville asked in surprise.