"Duel Club?" Bryce looked at the bulletin board.

"Lofart's?" Harry had fallen in love with the title of late.

"Right." Draco smiled.

It seems that Snape will also participate.Harry rubbed his nose thoughtfully.

"Harry, your eyes are too sharp." Nott raised his eyebrows, "No wonder Draco said you have changed when you first came to Hogwarts, the first time you met him was wearing glasses, right? ?”

"Too sharp?" Harry repeated, probably a habit he picked up after the war.

"Come around, come around! Can everyone see me? Can everyone hear me? That's great!" Lockhart asked loudly from the stage.

"The dean is here?" Pansy leaned over.

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape." Lockhart said, grinning widely, "He told me that he knew a thing or two about duels himself, and he generously Promise, help me with a little demonstration before class. By the way, I don't want to worry you little guys - when I'm done demonstrating with him, I'll give you back your Potions teacher intact ,do not be afraid!"

"Lockhart...Professor, I think we can begin." Snape coldly interrupted Lockhart's boast.

"Of course..." Lockhart said with a stiff smile.

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 swords to their chests.

"Lofart is miserable." Draco raised an eyebrow.

"As you can see, we hold our wands in a normal dueling position," Lockhart told the crowd. "On the count of three, we cast the first spell. Of course, no one takes The opponent's life."

"I don't think Professor Snape is like that." Nott narrowed his eyes.

"one two Three--"

"Disarm!" Snape yelled.A blinding red light flashed, and Lockhart was knocked off his feet.He flew backwards off the stage, hit the wall, and slid down, curled up on the floor.

"Wonderful!" Blaise whistled excitedly.

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

"Well, you see!" said he, staggering back onto the stage, "it's a disarming spell—as you can see, I lost my wand—oh, thank you, Brown Miss. Yes, Professor Snape, it's a very good idea to show them this trick, but don't mind me saying that, your intention to do this was too obvious just now. If I intend to stop you, yes It's a no-brainer. I think it would be a good idea to show them, for the sake of their knowledge..."

"Professor Snape does mind." Harry sneered.

Seeing Snape's murderous look, Lockhart hurriedly said, "This is the end of the demonstration! Now I will come among you and divide you into two groups. Professor Snape, if you are willing to help me..."

"Quick." Nott pulled Bryce away, pushed Pansy towards Millicent Burst, and winked at Harry and Draco. The two got together knowingly and started practicing.

"Come on, how about a couple volunteering - Weasley and Potter?"

Own?Harry raised his eyebrows in disbelief, wasn't it Neville and Justin in his last life?

"Weasley and Potter, please come up." Lockhart said again.

Ron stepped onto the stage and came to Lockhart's side.

Harry squinted his eyes, straightened his robe, and turned onto the stage handsomely, causing a group of girls to scream softly.

Snape frowned so much that he could kill a fly, why did this guy become as flirtatious as Lockhart?

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Alas, school will resume soon, sad reminder.

—————Sand Sculpture Theater—————

Sand Sculpture Dueling Club:

Snape╭(╯^╰)╮: Show off your peacock, remove your weapon!

Lockhart (flies out and lands on the back of his head): Whoops!

Voldemort with no nose and no hair behind Lockhart: Fuck!I'm disfigured! ! !

An An ╮(╯▽╰)╭: Big V, you were disfigured last year.

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