HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

Lycoris shouted, "Expelliarmus!"

Suddenly a dazzling red light flashed, and Malfoy was struck unsteadily and fell backwards.

Lycoris used her right leg to rush forward, grabbed his arm, and pulled him to the side.

There is a wall behind him, and it will hurt if he hits it. It would be bad if you hit your head.

"Response very quickly." Malfoy had no idea that he would fall. After standing firm, he straightened his robe. "I didn't react just now. Come again."

After Licoris saw that he had stabilized his figure, she helped him pick up the wand on the ground.

"Go on." Lycoris handed him the wand, and the boy took it.

It was indeed Malfoy who was careless just now. When practicing at home, he was always with adults. The purpose of sparring is to train with him, so the adults restrain themselves.

After all, not every sparring tutor is as realistic as Severus Snape - the difference is that he uses less powerful spells.

"Expelliarmus!" Lycoris' determination and will allowed her to say the spell firmly.

As expected, Malfoy lost again.

He took five steps back and shrugged helplessly, "I'll let you pick your opponent first."

Licoris bent down to pick up his wand, and when she handed it over, she approached him and said, "Boss, don't worry, I won't embarrass you."

This is the first time Licoris has called Malfoy that since her second year.

"Then it's up to you." Malfoy patted Licoris on the shoulder in a good mood.

"I'll help you teach Potter a lesson." Licoris is holding a grudge, and you can't let the matter of you taking my potion rest.

"Speaking of which, when you rushed over and grabbed my arm, why were you so fast?" Malfoy looked at her suspiciously, "Have you practiced?"

Intuition so sensitive?

Licolis did practice.

Ever since she came out of the dream, she had fallen in love with the thrill of killing werewolves.

He raised his hand and lowered his wrist, killing him with one blow.

It feels more exciting than a wand.

"I'm just worried that you'll knock your head." Lycoris didn't admit or deny it, but said it another way, "What if I knock your smart head silly?"

"Don't you see that you care about me so much?" Malfoy looked at his pocket watch, "It's half past seven, let's go there."

"Do you use a pocket watch?" I haven't seen such a retro thing for a long time. I use a watch, an ordinary watch.

"No?" Malfoy turned around first and urged her, "Hurry up, don't be late."

Great Hall.

The dining table disappeared, which seemed strange.

Along one wall, a gilded stage appears.

Just look at this exaggerated shape and you will know whose masterpiece it is.

Lycoris' Nightmare - Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Can you squeeze in?" Malfoy looked at Lycoris, who was shorter than him, "Please, I will take you in."

Childish ghost.

"Licoris! Here!" Pansy was talking to Nott when she saw Licoris.

Seeing Pansy waving to her, Lycoris waved too.

"You don't need to beg me, I'll take you in." Licoris said to others, "Please give me a step, thank you." She squeezed in.

Malfoy saw this and squeezed in after her.

"I asked someone to help me get a seat in advance, so there is no need to squeeze in." However, he didn't have this trouble. Who wouldn't give way with the two heavyweights Crabbe and Goyle?

"Guess who is going to teach us?" Pansy said with great interest.

"Dean." Nott analyzed, "It's impossible for the principal. Professor McGonagall is too busy, and Professor Sprout prefers to be with plants."

Malfoy asked, "Why not Professor Flitwick?"

"Because Professor Flitwick was there to watch the fun." Nott pointed to a remote place, and the three of them looked over.

Professor Flitwick is looking here with a brass telescope.

"The other is Professor Lockhart," Lycoris replied.

"How do you know?" Isn't she with him? Malfoy was puzzled.

"Because he can be in the limelight, and..." Before Lycoris could finish her words, Professor Lockhart jumped on the stage, "He's here."

Professor Lockhart was dressed in purple robes, as exquisite as if he were attending a book signing.

In contrast, Professor Snape was wearing his everyday black robes.

"Why don't Dean change into something nice?" Pansy muttered curiously.

"Strength is the most beautiful decoration." Lycoris said.

Professor Lockhart spoke and everyone fell silent.

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," Lockhart grinned. "He told me that he knows a thing or two about dueling..."

Dad is so humble. Does that mean he knows a little bit?

"He generously agreed to set a small demonstration..."

Yes, the dean is very nice and often goes to Malfoy Manor to give me tutoring lessons.

"Don't worry, I will return your potions teacher to you intact..."

It would be better for both of them to lose, Ron whispered to Harry.

The two professors held their wands in a dueling posture and performed a dueling salute to each other. Then they walked back-to-back to both sides of the stage, turning around to face each other.

"Expelliarmus."

Professor Lockhart was knocked off his feet and flew off the stage.

Hit the wall, slide off, curl up on the ground.

It comes together in one go and is silky smooth.

Lycoris heard the muffled exclamations from the Badger Academy students around her, and at the same time, "Okay!" Malfoy cheered loudly.

Licoris naturally applauded, her father is super awesome.

Professor Lockhart stood up and changed the subject of his embarrassment, saying a lot of words.

"...The demonstration ends here. Now, I will go among you and divide the two of you into two groups."

"Professor Lockhart, I would like to team up with Mr. Potter, is it okay?" When Lockhart walked over, Lycoris pretended to be shy and blocked his progress without leaving a trace. Yes, I think..."

Lockhart felt that he understood the little girl's thoughts, which was that she liked Harry Potter and wanted to be close to him!

Of course he wanted to fulfill a little girl's wishes, not to mention she was so sweet-tongued.

"Of course, I mean, if you wish..." Just as Lockhart finished speaking, Professor Snape said, "Mr. Malfoy, come on!"

"Professor Snape, Mr. Potter, I have already divided the groups!" Lockhart promised the little girl, how could he break his promise?

Harry looked at Hermione, he knew it couldn't be her, but he expected it to be, what if?

"Malfoy, come on!"

Is it Malfoy?

Harry's heart sank. He had hated himself for a long time, and naturally he hated him too.

"I said, Professor Snape, I have already divided this kid into groups," Lockhart pointed at Lycoris not far away, "They are in a group."

"So, who does Mr. Potter want to be paired with?" Snape asked coldly.

Draco Malfoy, hate each other. Licolis...

He felt guilty for stealing her potion raw materials.

"I choose this one."

You said, why did you mess with her?

This is what Slytherin insiders think.