The Son of Light of the Snake House

The gilded stage shone brightly, and Professor Lockhart was wearing a fuchsia gilt-edged robe, and his well-groomed hairstyle was shiny against the candlelight all over his head.And opposite him stood Professor Snape who was dressed no differently from usual.He stared at the students around him like a falcon.Wherever their eyes passed, the students lowered their heads deeply like a tumbling tide, to prevent being stared at by the scariest professor in Hogwarts.

The corners of Professor Snape's lips were originally down, and then slowly lifted up, forming a creepy smile-to be honest, Harry didn't know why Professor Lockhart could still speak to them with a smile : If Professor Snape had looked at him with that kind of eyes and expression, he would have spread his legs and fled in the opposite direction in spite of everything.

After Professor Lockhart announced the start of the duel, Professor Lockhart and Professor Snape turned to face each other, bowed...at least Lockhart bowed, and then he raised his hand and flipped it with both hands There were so many tricks, it was dazzling, and Snape just shook his head impatiently, and didn't even move.

They then held their respective wands like arrows to their chests. "As you can see, we hold our wands in the normal dueling position," Professor Lockhart explained to the silent crowd. "On the count of three, we cast the first spell. Of course, we all Will not take the other party's life."

"I wouldn't bet on that," Ron whispered to Harry, watching Snape bar his teeth, and instantly got Draco's eye roll. "one two three--"

They both jerked their wands over their shoulders at the same time.Snape yelled, "Disarmament!" A blinding red light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and Lockhart was hit instantly. He flew backwards out of the stage, hit the wall, and slid down, Crouching on the floor, even the magic wand that was tightly grasped by him flew out of his hand, and fell lightly to the feet of the first row of people.

The crowd was silent.Then there was a slow applause, which gradually spread to the entire hall.The thunderous applause almost shook the ceiling.Draco, Goyle, and a few Slytherins couldn't stop cheering for their headmaster, and Daniel was also applauding, smiling shyly, but his cheeks were flushed with excitement.

Professor Snape glanced over and saw that the ocean of applause immediately subsided, and he sneered softly.

"You...do you think he's okay?" Hermione put her fingers over her mouth and asked in a low voice like a thief.She tried to jump higher, but she was afraid of being too conspicuous and being watched by Professor Snape.

"Whatever." Harry and Ron answered immediately.Although they didn't like Professor Snape, they didn't like Lockhart either, it's just a little regrettable that the two didn't end up hurting each other.

But... Does Professor Lockhart have the fighting power of Professor Snape?

The answer is obvious.

Lockhart staggered to his feet, his hat off and his carefully wavy curls standing on end.He limped back onto the stage.

"Okay, everyone saw it!" He cleared his throat and dusted his dusty robes a few times: "This is a disarming charm—as you can see, I lost my wand— Ah, thank you, Miss Brown. Professor Snape, this spell is indeed very subtle, but I have to say - don't mind - your intention to do this is very obvious. If I want to prevent You don't need to do anything. I think, in order to increase their knowledge, let them see..."

Snape just folded his arms and stared at Lockhart like that, his murderous aura was almost overflowing.Probably Lockhart also noticed this, he stammered, and immediately changed the subject: "Show... that's the end of the demonstration training, now I'll come among you and divide you into groups of two. Professor Snape , if you are willing to help me..."

So the two professors seemed to be catching a strong man, and paired the students from each college into a team for a duel match.

"Neville and Justin..." Professor Lockhart hadn't finished speaking,

Snape walked up to Harry and Ron first. "The dream team should break up, I think," he sneered, "Weasley, you could pair up with Finnigan. Potter—"

Harry subconsciously moved closer to Hermione.

"I don't think so," said Snape, with a grin on his face.

Daniel stepped forward at this time. "How about leaving it to me, Professor?" He smiled easily.

Harry just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Professor Snape lower his face, grab Daniel by the collar of his neck and drag Daniel to his side.

He opened his mouth and said, "Malfoy, come here. Let's see what you can make of the famous Potter. As for you, Miss Granger - you can be paired with Miss Parkinson."

Draco walked over cheerfully, with a smug smile on his face.Behind him was a Slytherin girl with short black hair, sassy and cute.Hermione smiled at her reluctantly, and she smiled back politely, and stopped looking.

"Face your partners!" Lockhart returned to the stage, shouting, "Bow!"

Harry and Draco barely nodded, they were staring at each other intently.

"Wands up, get ready!" cried Lockhart. "When I count to three, I'll cast a spell and disarm—just disarm—we don't want accidents. One—two— three--"

The battle between the two was very intense - in the seconds before Professor Snape yelled the spell stop, Harry was dancing crazily like a stage actor, and Draco... When he came out, he was limp from grinning and laughing, or because of Harry who was dancing in front of him.

Neville and Justin were lying on the floor, panting; Ron grabbed a livid Seamus, apologizing for what he had done with his broken wand; Curses, but I heard Pansy talking to herself, and when she leaned over to eavesdrop, she only heard things like "Potter and Draco are a good match", "Everything in the world is sugar", "Mommy pink Victory" and Hermione's eyes straightened with such incomprehensible words.

"God, gosh," said Lockhart, jumping around the crowd, watching the aftermath of their duel, "you stand up, Ernie...watch out, Miss Fawcett...hold hard, blood on horseback Just stop it, Boot..."

"I think I'd better teach you how to stop unfriendly magic." Lockhart said, standing in the middle of the auditorium with a flustered expression.He glanced at Snape, saw a cold gleam in Snape's dark eyes, and looked away immediately. "Volunteer a couple, please - Longbottom and Finlayly, how are you?"

"That's a bad idea, Professor Lockhart," said Snape, gliding across the stage like a large, vicious bat. "Longbottom can wreak havoc with even the simplest of spells. We'll have to put Finlaye's remains in a matchbox and send them to a hospital ward—and sadly end up in the hands of the gravekeepers." Heard Neville's round pink face blushed even more at these words.

"Then..." Professor Lockhart blinked in panic, "Who should I choose?"

Professor Snape's eyes flicked across the students, causing Harry to wince again. He didn't want to fight Draco in public - it would be embarrassing!

When Daniel looked up, he happened to meet Professor Snape's eyes, and then he saw a grin gradually appear on the professor's face.

Daniel: ovo, I have a bad feeling...

"Why don't you let the helpful and kind-hearted student Jerome come?" Professor Snape raised an eyebrow, admiring the frightened look in Daniel's eyes.

"But... who will Jerome partner with?" Lockhart laughed, trying to find another partner for Daniel: "Why don't you..."

"I'm here to be Jerome's opponent." Professor Snape finally pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled happily from the bottom of his heart.

The author has something to say:

Severus: Boy, you're finally in my hands. (happy)

Daniel: Don't come here! ! !Bullying a child! (horrified face)

Daniel had no opponents, so he booed by the side while the others were fighting.

Harry: Grin ho la la!

Draco: Tarentella dance!

Daniel: Stop fighting!You can't kill people like this!Get started!get started!Kick him!Great!

The word count is exploding!Tomorrow, let's see how Daniel (is) killed indiscriminately