[HP] Stranger things

"Fighting Club? What's that?" Ann raised his head from homework with a blank expression when he heard this.As for clubs, she might know a Quidditch team, and she was a little interested when she heard this at first glance.

Zacharias enthusiastically told Ankop: "It was founded by the famous idiot Professor Lockhart, and it is said that another professor will appear on the stage with family affection." Seeing Zacharias' expectant expression, Ann knew what he meant.Ann also couldn't help turning the quill in his hand and said, "Which professor could it be? I really hope I can make a fool of myself on the spot with this embroidered pillow." Although they are Hufflepuffs, they also have preferences. .

Zacharias shook his head and said he didn't know, but Ann, who was obviously interested, had to tell her the time and place.

They rushed back to the auditorium at eight o'clock that night.The long dining table was gone, replaced by a golden stage against the wall, thousands of candles were lit on it, and the ceiling was dark purple, it seemed that all the students in the school were wrapped under it, and they all had excited faces, With a wand.

"I wonder who taught us?" said Cynthia, as they approached the chattering crowd. "I've been told that Professor Fleet was a champion fighter when he was young. Maybe it was him."

"Wow," Ann sighed suddenly, and he saw Professor Lockhart walking onto the stage, wearing his best robes, next to Professor Snape, wearing his usual black robes.

Lockhart waved the crowd to silence, and he called: "Collect, gather! Can each of you see me? Can you hear me? Excellent!"

"Now, Professor Dumbledore has agreed with me to open a fighting club to train you in case you need to defend yourself, just like I have done countless times—for details, you can read it in my book."

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," said Lockhart, with a big smile. "He told me he knew quite a bit about fighting, and promised to provide some temporary assistance before we started. Now, I Don't want to worry you young people - you'll still have your Potions teacher when I penetrate him. - don't be afraid!"

"I think he chose Professor Snape because Professor Snape is a professor of Potions and doesn't usually use a wand. Otherwise, if he really had to choose, he would definitely choose Professor Flitwick." Ann looked at the table. The flamboyant peacock felt a little hot and turned his head to look at Cedric.Cedric responded with a nice smile.

Ann felt instantly comforted.Then I turned to watch the so-called performance on the stage.

Professor Snape's upper lip was pursed tightly.Susan wondered why Lockhart was still smiling; if Professor Snape had looked at him like that, most people would have run away in terror.

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 position," Lockhart said to the silent crowd. "On the count of three, we cast the first spell. Of course, none of us would take The opponent's life."

"I don't quite believe it," Justin muttered, watching Snape bar his teeth.

"One, two, three." Both men jerked their wands over their shoulders at the same time.Snape yelled, "Expelliarmus!" There was a flash of blinding red light, and Lockhart was knocked off his feet.He flew backwards off the stage, hit the wall, and slid down, curled up on the floor.

Malfoy and the other Slytherins cheered.Ann and the others couldn't help applauding Professor Snape.

Professor Lockhart staggered.His hat fell off, and his curly hair stood on end.

"Well, you see!" said he, staggering back onto the stage, "it's a disarming charm—as you can see, I lost my wand—oh, thank you Miss Brown. Yes, Professor Snape, it's a good idea to show them this trick, but don't mind me saying that, your intentions for doing this just now are obvious. If I want to stop You don’t need to do anything about it. I think, in order to increase their knowledge, you might as well let them see it.”

Snape looked murderous.Lockhart probably noticed as well, and he just said, "This is the end of the demonstration! Now I'll come among you and divide you into groups of two. Professor Snape, if you'd like to help me."

They were grouped as they walked through the crowd, Lockhart sorting Zacharias and Justin together, while Professor Snape came to Harry and Ron first.

"It's time to part this dream duo, I suppose," he sneered. "Weasley, you partner with Finnigan, Potter—" Snape smiled coldly. "Mr. Malfoy, come here. Let's see what you can do with the famous Potter. You, Miss Granger - you and Miss Millicent."

"To your partner!" cried Lockhart, returning to the podium. "Bow!"

Ann looked at Cedric opposite, pursed her lips and smiled with some embarrassment.Cedric also returned Ann with a warm smile.

"Wands at the ready!" cried Lockhart. "When I count to 'three,' start the spell to disarm the opponent - just disarm - we don't want any accidents. —, two, three .”

"Disarm you!" Ann and Cedric yelled together tacitly.The two also avoided each other's spells at the same time.

Ann faced Cedric the first time after dodging, waving her wand and saying "faint." Cedric also fired the armor spell at the same time.

"I said it was just to disarm you!" Lockhart warned loudly over the heads of the melee crowd when Ann and Cedric were fighting.

But neither Ann nor Cedric, who were already on high, paid attention to him.It was the first time the two of them had pointed their wands at each other in so long as they had known each other.Hufflepuff's first and second, are a bit eager to see what they look like in actual combat.

"Quickly imprison you." Ann yelled after dodging Cedric's weapon again.The reply was Cedric's "Curse Standing."

"Stop! Stop!" Lockhart yelled, but Professor Snape took control.

"The spell stops!" he yelled.Harry stopped dancing, Malfoy stopped laughing.They all look up.

A puff of green smoke is swirling in the air.Both Zacharias and Justin lay panting on the ground.Ron was clutching the pale Seamus, apologizing for what his broken wand had done; but Hermione and Millicent were still moving; Hermione was crying in pain as Millicent grabbed her head.Both of their wands were left on the ground.

Harry jumped over and pushed Millicent away; but it was too difficult, because she was stronger than him.

"My God, my God," said Lockhart, skimming over the crowd, watching the aftermath of the fight. "Get up, Mamilan; take care, Miss Millicent, the pain is painful, but it will stop soon, Boot..."

"I think I'd better teach you how to stop unfriendly magic." Lockhart said panickedly standing in the middle of the hall.He stared at Snape, his dark eyes gleaming, turning rapidly around. "Let the willing partners—Justin and Zacharias do the show, okay?"

"That's a bad idea, Professor Lockhart," said Snape. "Justin can cause destruction with the simplest of spells. We're going to have to take the remains of Zacharias to the hospital." Zacharias's round pink face flushed even more. "How are Harry and Malfoy?" Snape gave a wry smile.

"Good idea!" said Lockhart, motioning the crowd back to make room for them, and calling Harry and Malfoy into the middle of the hall.

"Now, Harry," said Lockhart, "when Malfoy points his wand at you, you do it."

He raised his wand and tried to make a complex swift swing, but it fell and Snape smirked.

An looked around with a look on his face that he couldn't bear to look directly at, and found that most of the people were watching the show.And Cedric still had that gentle face, his expression unchanged.Tsk, as expected of Cedric.

As Lockhart bent quickly to pick it up, he said, "Oh, that wand seems a little too excited."

Snape walked over to Malfoy, bending over to whisper beside him.Malfoy smiled smugly, too.Harry looked at Lockhart nervously and said, "Professor, can you show me that way of stopping the spell again?"

"Scared?" Malfoy whispered so that Lockhart wouldn't hear.

"You by yourself?" Harry squeezed out a word from the corner of his mouth.

Lockhart patted Harry on the shoulder happily, "Just do as I do, Harry!"

"What? Drop my wand?"

But Lockhart didn't listen.

"Three, two, one, go!" he yelled.

Malfoy raised his wand quickly and yelled, "God out!"

The head of his wand exploded.Harry watched in horror as a long black snake burst out of it, landed heavily on the floor between them, and raised its head, ready to strike.The crowd screamed and dodged back quickly to make way for the clearing.

"Don't move, Potter," said Snape lazily, obviously taking pleasure in seeing Harry standing there motionless, staring at the angry snake. "I'll take him away."

"Let me do it!" Lockhart yelled.He raised his magic wand and waved it at the snake threateningly. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and instead of disappearing, the snake jumped more than a foot high and fell back heavily to the floor.Furious, it swam straight towards Justinteen Finlayry, hissing and spitting, and then, with its head raised and its fangs bared, it struck an attacking stance.

Ann looked away from Draco Malfoy's pretty little face and looked at Harry Potter.Harry moved forward, as if on casters, and then he said a word in Parseltongue, stupidly, to the snake.Miraculously, the snake collapsed to the floor, supple as a pile of thick, black watering hoses, its eyes fixed on Harry.

Harry looked up at Justin, grinning.Responding to him was Justin's face full of anger and horror.

"What do you think you're up to?" Justin shouted, and before Harry could speak, Justin turned and rushed out of the auditorium.

Snape stepped forward, waved his wand, and the snake disappeared in a plume of black smoke.Professor Snape also looked at Harry Potter with a strange expression.All around the crowd were murmuring ominously.

Ron led Harry out of the Great Hall, Hermione hurrying beside them.When they went out, people stepped aside, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble.

Ann leaned in Cedric's arms, unable to say a word.There really is a snake whisperer in the school, and he is also the savior.Does that mean that the heir to the Chamber of Secrets is not the Slytherin they thought at first, but the savior Harry Potter.

"Relax, Ann, I don't think it should be him. We can observe again." Cedric said softly, holding Ann. "And looking at the savior, he doesn't know what he's doing, does he? Besides, he's just a 12-year-old kid."

Ann tugged on Cedric's school robe, unable to say a word. Sometimes, children's malice is more frightening than adults'.Because they don't know how to measure.