Hogwarts Lion Girl

Amidst the screams, Lockhart staggered to his feet with difficulty.

His hat was long gone, and his signature wavy hair looked a little messy at this moment, with every strand of hair standing upright as if shocked by surprise and embarrassment.

Facing the dense gazes in the auditorium - especially the girls' screams with mixed emotions - Lockhart tried hard to maintain his conceited smile, but the twitching at the corners of his lips betrayed his inner nervousness and uneasiness.

He tried to pick up his dropped wand, but the trembling in his fingers betrayed his embarrassment.

Finally, he managed to stand still and cleared his throat slightly, trying to hide his embarrassment with a more exaggerated posture than usual, as if all this was part of some mysterious magic show. However, the wavy curly hair was like a barometer of his emotions, standing upright, announcing his current embarrassment.

"Well, this... this is obviously a... a pre-designed experiment to demonstrate the possible, um, unexpected results of a magical duel." Lockhart's voice was full of unconfidence, although he pursed his lips to try to appear calm.

The screams around gradually subsided, replaced by suppressed laughter and whispers.

"I think everyone has seen that this is a disarming spell. As you can see, I have lost my wand." As he said this, Lockhart deliberately showed a helpless expression, which caused some students in the audience to laugh.

"And flew out!" As these words were spoken, there was a burst of booing from the audience. Some students joked and imitated the scene of Lockhart flying out. Their funny appearance made the students around them burst into laughter.

"Yes, Professor Snape, it's a great idea to show this trick to the students. But don't mind me saying that your intention to do this just now was very obvious. If I want to stop you, it would be effortless. I think that in order to broaden their horizons, it might as well let them see..." Lockhart seemed to have some special filtering ability, and he regarded all these negative reactions as great compliments.

He waved his arms again, his smile even brighter than before.

Noticing the gloomy look on Snape's face, Professor Lockhart hastily changed the subject.

"Okay, okay," Professor Lockhart said carefully, watching Snape's expression closely. "The demonstration is over. Now I will divide you into groups, Professor Snape, if you are willing to help..."

Lockhart tried to take control of the situation without leaving any trace and ease Snape's emotions a little.

He moved among the young wizards and randomly picked Ginny and Colin to form a group. Then, Professor Snape walked towards where Harry and Ron were, as if he was testing them intentionally.

Professor Snape's shadow was cast in front of them, and Harry and Ron immediately tensed up. They both knew that the game that was about to begin might not be an easy one.

Under Snape's cold gaze, the air in the classroom seemed to freeze, and everyone's breathing seemed to become cautious.

The corners of Snape's mouth raised slightly, revealing an almost invisible smile.

But Harry knew what was behind that smile.

Harry subconsciously moved closer to Hermione, already having a bad feeling in his heart.

"Weasley, you can team up with Neville." Snape's words were like a cold stone thrown into Harry's calm lake, causing ripples.

Harry involuntarily took a step back, and the subtle distance between him and Hermione was broken.

"As for you, the famous Potter..." Snape's voice was drawn out, as if he was enjoying the sense of control at this moment, "Come on, Malfoy, let's see Potter's true potential. You, Granger, will be paired with Millicent."

As Professor Snape finished his words, Harry's mood sank.

He didn't like this arrangement, but he couldn't resist it. The coldness in Snape's eyes seemed to become real, forcing him to obey.

Harry and Malfoy, two young wizards, stood on both sides of the wide stage, their figures standing out under the spotlight of the magic school.

There was silence all around, and all eyes were focused on the two people who were about to fight.

In this tense atmosphere, Lockhart and Snape each stood next to the students they were teaching.

Lockhart, with his broad smile and slightly flamboyant manner, tried to convey a few final fighting tips to Harry in a low voice.

However, his movements did not seem to be so professional. He even waved his wand carelessly a few times during the demonstration and dropped it on the ground. This scene added a bit of relaxation to the air around him.

At the same time, Snape stared at Malfoy with his penetrating eyes, and taught him the strategies and techniques of battle in a low voice with a hint of seriousness.

His words were concise, and every instruction was full of power and decisiveness.

Although Malfoy tried to remain calm, his inner tension could be seen from his occasional clenched fists.

When Malfoy waved his hands lightly, a terrifying black light burst out from the tip of the wand, and the ominous aura took shape almost instantly.

Then, a long black snake snaked out from the light and struck the center of the stage like black lightning.

The black snake has a thick body and taut muscles, and every twist reveals its savage power and cruel malice.

The dark black scales shone with a faint light under the spotlight, which was chilling.

The snake's eyes were like two solidified night gems, which could still bring unfathomable fear to people even at such a long distance.

The slender and sharp tongue kept moving in and out, as if savoring the fear and tension in the air.

The black snake swung its huge body like an ominous omen in the dark night, and its majestic power seemed ready to launch a heroic attack on Harry at any time.

At this moment, the air in the entire venue seemed to freeze, and everyone's breath was suspended, waiting for the upcoming fierce showdown.

Harry stared at the wriggling black snake under his feet, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but soon the fear was replaced by determination.

Lockhart and Snape also had different expressions.

A trace of imperceptible worry flashed across Snape's face, while Lockhart seemed at a loss. He looked nervously at the black snake in the center of the stage, obviously frightened by this sudden change.

Malfoy raised a smug smile at the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that he was quite satisfied with the effect.

His eyes were fixed on Harry, as if waiting for Harry's reaction.