Chapter 165: The Crouching Dragon And Phoenix Chick With Full Magic Resistance, The Shock Brought By

Chapter 165: The Crouching Dragon And Phoenix Chick With Full Magic Resistance, The Shock Brought By

The long dining table disappeared, and a gilded stage appeared along one wall, with hundreds of candles floating in the sky.

Almost all the little wizards in the school came, everyone holding their own wands and their faces full of excitement.

"I wonder who taught us." Hermione said with some uncertainty:

"I think it might be Professor Flitwick, he was a champion boxer when he was young.

"As long as it's not Lockhart..." Qiu hadn't finished her words yet, a look of pain appeared on her face.

She had already seen Lockhart walking onto the stage, resplendent in purple brocade robes, and beside him was Snape, who looked bad every day.

"What kind of strange combination is this..." Qiu groaned, "Aren't they two people who can't deal with each other? How can they cooperate?"

"Snape will never miss an opportunity to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts." Wayne glanced at Harry who looked disgusted.

It's really tearful.

In order to teach Harry something useful, he would rather cooperate with the disgusting Lockhart and take advantage of this rare opportunity.

Unfortunately, Snape didn't know that Harry had now mastered the disarming spell easily under his training.

Would it be even more disgusting if he found out?

When he thought of this, Wayne felt even happier and couldn't wait to have fun.

"Come around! Everyone come around!"

Lockhart was all smiles. The enthusiasm of the students for the Duel Club was beyond his expectation, but it was better this way.

Today he is the most handsome boy in the castle.

"Can you all see me and hear me? That's good."

Lockhart used his speaking skills: "Thank you Professor Dumbledore for allowing me to open this small dueling club so that I can teach everyone what I am best at."

"Yes, it's a duel, and I will teach you the most effective way to protect yourself.

Many students gave him face-saving applause.

"Let me introduce it to you." Lockhart grinned, showing eight teeth.

"My assistant, Professor Snape, who also knows a thing or two about dueling, took the initiative to apply for the position of assistant to me and help me give a small demonstration for everyone.

Wayne clearly noticed that Snape's wand was raised and pointed at Lockhart.

But finally let it go. 02

"Come on! Professor Lockhart!" Wayne shouted: "I believe you can defeat Professor Snape!"

"Ah, Mr. Lawrence." Lockhart became even more happy and quickly stretched out his hand to press it.

"It's good to know some things, but don't say them out. Don't affect the harmonious relationship between us as colleagues."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not give you your Potions Professor intact."

Qiu and Hermione both covered their mouths and snickered. Wayne really didn't miss any opportunity to disgust Snape.

Beautifully done.

The Slytherin students were furious, and Snape's eyes became even colder.

Lockhart, you have a way to die!

The two walked towards both sides. After a distance of fifteen meters, they turned to face each other and bowed.

At least Lockhart bowed, doing many tricks with his hands, and the wand turned and left an afterimage, but Snape just nodded impatiently, and then they raised their wands in front of their chests like swords.

Lockhart introduced the process of the duel. Everyone was not very interested in this and had only one idea in mind.

Hurry up and start a fight!

"One, two, E!"

Lockhart counts down three seconds.

After the countdown ended, Snape raised his wand high, passed it forward and shouted: "Expelliarmus! (Expelliarmus!)"

A dazzling red light shot out from the tip of the staff. Lockhart was hit without any reaction. He flew backwards off the stage and hit the wall. It took more than ten seconds before he slowly slid down. Fell to the floor.

Beating someone is like hanging a painting

Wayne believed that if there had been no one else around, Snape would never have recited the disarming spell.

Shen Feng Wuying is more likely.

Slater's new students clapped and cheered with pride, while other students looked at Lockhart who had been silent for a long time with some worry.

He won't be beaten to death.

How about sending Professor Snape to Azkaban first?

To everyone's disappointment, Lockhart staggered up, his hat fell off, and his hair was combed, but otherwise he was unharmed.

"Ah, naughty Snape, that's not what you just said, but it doesn't matter."

"As you can see, this is a disarming spell. Thank you, Miss Brown." Lockhart took the wand and cleverly used words to cover up his incompetence.

At the end of the demonstration, Lockhart divided the students into pairs.

Originally, Wayne was still debating whether to team up with Qiu or Hermione. He had to be careful about this, as it could turn into a Shura field if he wasn't careful.

As a result, Astoria ran over and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Now that the two girls knew the little girl's experience, they were naturally embarrassed to compete with her and went to find their own roommates.

"Good job." Wayne breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed Astoria's little head as a reward.

The little girl looked confused and didn't know what he was talking about.

The teams were quickly divided. Toby was placed with Slytherin's Zabini, while Norman was placed with Seamus.

Originally, Harry was going to team up with Ronald, but Snape forcibly separated them and arranged Malfoy to be Harry's opponent.

"Raise your wand and get ready!" Lockhart shouted: ""

Blaise Zabini smiled maliciously and took the lead before the countdown was over.

He is very jealous of Wayne, but he doesn't dare to provoke him.

Toby is Wayne's roommate, and he has already made up his mind to use him to vent his anger.

"Collapse!" Zabini's voice was particularly clear while everyone else was nervously waiting for the countdown. A blue light shot out and hit Toby.

Toby took a step back and looked at Zabini blankly.

Zabini was also dumbfounded.

The stun spell is his most proficient attack spell, so why does it have no effect at all?

It took two seconds for Toby to react from his daze and said angrily:

"You don't have martial ethics, but you actually attack by surprise!"

"Rictusempra! (Grinning and cheering)"

A ray of silver light hit Zabini's stomach, and he bent over, gasping for air.

"I said I'm hungry, so I can only use the disarming spell!" Lockhart shouted in horror, the situation was out of control.

The battle between Toby and Zabini seemed to be a signal, and other students started fighting one after another, shouting the magic spells they were good at.

Seamus shot a ball of fire, which did not hit his opponent Ronald, but instead set Neville's robe on fire next to him.

Justin held the wand upside down, and the spell cast turned his mouth into a sausage.

Hannah cast several stun spells and repel spells in succession, but they had little effect on Norman.

Norman cast a spell while approaching Hannah. When he walked up to him, he didn't cast a successful spell. He had no choice but to tap Hannah's head lightly with his hand to show that he had won.

The most exaggerated thing is Hermione. She originally wanted to team up with Lavender Brown but was provoked by Pansy Parkinson and became her opponent.

As soon as Lockhart started counting down, Hermione cast an armor charm on herself, closed her eyes and frantically recited all the spells she knew. The wand almost turned into a machine gun. Many unlucky people around were hit, and everyone suddenly fell to their feet.

Astoria's face turned pale with fright, she hid behind Wayne and grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly.

Wayne was also a little surprised.

His two roommates... were trained by him.

The coma spell cast by the students of the same grade hit them as if nothing happened to them.

"Stop, I said stop!" Lockhart yelled, but no one listened to him.

"Finite! (curse stops)"

Snape snorted contemptuously, and swung his wand out into a large cloud of green smoke. Wherever it passed, the effects of all the spells were invalidated.

"Oh my god, Miss Fawcett, you're bleeding, Ernie, get him to the school doctor's office..."

"No need." Penello pointed her wand on Fawcett's leg, "Heal quickly."

This isn't a serious injury at all, it's just that the skin was accidentally scratched just now. If it is sent to the school doctor's office, it will probably heal on its own later.

"Very well done, Miss Clearwater, points to Ravenclaw."

Lockhart wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Let's stop for a moment. Duels shouldn't be so chaotic. We should find someone else to set an example.

"I come!"

Wayne let go of Astoria and strode onto the stage.

All the students took a step back, and a lot of space was suddenly freed up.

Are you kidding? Who wants to fight you?

Especially the Slytherin students, they almost jumped out of the auditorium.

"That's great, Mr. Lawrence..." Before Lockhart could finish his words, Snape interrupted him angrily.

"Lawrence, who asked you to come up?"

"Come and cooperate with the professors' work." Wayne blinked, very nonchalantly.

"See who is willing to be your opponent."

Snape casually pointed his hand, and the students in that area scattered.

"Professor, aren't you an assistant?" Wayne took out his wand: "As an assistant, this should be your job."

Understood.

This is for him.

Snape's eyelids were twitching wildly, and when he looked at Wayne's polite smile, he turned into a demonic one who was not easy to mess with.

It had been a long time since he had played against Wayne, but all fools knew that after almost a year, this kid had definitely become a lot stronger.

With how evil Wayne is... I can probably hang him up and beat him now.

"You're not suitable, get off quickly." Snape tightened his robes and refused bluntly.

Wayne remained unmoved and stood there, looking at him with a half-smile.

Snape had no choice but to hold back his nausea and said: "But your starting point is good, Hufflepuff will get twenty points."

Wayne then left the stage with satisfaction.

Snape glanced casually and saw Harry's gloating smile, and immediately came up with an idea.

"Potter, Malfoy, you two come up!"

When his name was called, Harry was not afraid and walked onto the stage calmly. Seeing his performance, Snape was a little surprised.

When Malfoy came up, Snape whispered something to him.

"Professor, this trick won't work on Potter." Malfoy said helplessly.

"What?"

Before he could ask further, Lockhart counted down again.

"three two---!"

The two of them raised their wands almost at the same time, without any pause.

"Expelliarmus! (Expelliarmus!)"

Such a fast casting speed made Snape open his mouth in shock.

Two red magic beams met in the air, bursting out with fierce sparks. This scene reminded many Muggle-born masters of a profession.

Welder.

Malfoy's magic was not as strong as Harry's. His magic was squeezed layer by layer, and the connection was forced to be severed. He ducked sideways, then raised his wand and continued to cast a stun spell.

Harry is also flexible

Get out of the way.

The two moved back and forth in a small space, avoiding the spells fired by each other, and when they couldn't avoid it, they used magic to attack each other. The scene was very intense and exciting.

The little wizards were all fascinated, and Ronald was even more shocked and confused.

Why have Harry and Malfoy become so powerful?

"Serpensortia!"

The tip of Malfoy's wand exploded, and two long black snakes emerged from it and landed heavily on the floor.

The little wizard who was closest screamed and backed away to make room.

"Expelliarmus!"

"Expelliarmus!"

Although Harry was equally scared, he remained unchanged in response to all changes (actually he only knew one move). He still cast the disarming spell, hitting the black snake with red light and throwing it high into the crowd.

With a wave of Wayne's hand, the black snake exploded into a ball of black mist and disappeared.

Then there was another burst of red light, this time Harry didn't even recite a spell and successfully released it.

Malfoy didn't expect that Harry could actually cast the spell silently. He couldn't dodge and flew backwards, spinning towards Harry's subordinate.

The battle has a winner!

After two seconds of silence, thunderous applause erupted in the auditorium.

This was a wonderful battle. The two second-year wizards showed combat experience that many senior wizards would be ashamed of.

Not only his proficiency in magic spells, but also his calm performance in battle was simply unexpected.

The Weasley twins were jumping up and down below.

"Well done, Harry! 590"

"The silent disarming spell is really yours!"

Ronald was in a mixed mood, but he was also applauding his friend. After Harry came down with a happy face, he took Harry's arm and asked in a low voice:

"When did you become so powerful? Why didn't you tell me?"

Harry's face became embarrassed, hesitating whether to say it or not.

But seeing Ronald becoming unhappy, he could only tell the truth: "I went to find Wayne to make up lessons, and Malfoy was also there.

"What?" Ronald shouted: "No, why would Wayne help Malfoy?"

"We all paid." Harry was a little embarrassed: "Fifteen hundred galleons a year."

In order to prevent Ronald from spilling the beans, he also raised his tuition fee.

Hearing this astronomical figure, Ronald felt dizzy.

Fifteen hundred galleons, even selling him is not worth that much.

He now felt that what Malfoy and Harry had just cast was not a spell, but a glittering Galleung.

Damn it, it turns out that having money can really make you stronger!

On the other side, Malfoy also walked off the stage with a sullen face.

He was very unhappy when he lost to Potter in public.

However, the Slytherin students didn't think so. Malfoy's performance just now was already very strong. They wanted to blame him, but no one could guarantee that they would do better.

The little wizards of the same grade looked at Malfoy with even more awe.

Pansy Parkinson's eyes were watery, she squeezed Crabbe away and rushed towards Malfoy, saying sweetly:

"Draco, you were so awesome just now. Can you teach me when you have time?"

For any other girl, such coquettish behavior would make Malfoy feel better, but Pansy...

He wanted to vomit even more now.

Lockhart was still chattering on stage, but Snape was no longer in the mood to play.

He feels very bad now.

I originally wanted to take the opportunity to give Harry some practical things, but in the end, this kid actually made such great progress?

And Malfoy's performance far exceeded his expectations.

It wasn't until an hour later that the duel club ended and the students left with unfinished business before Snape called Malfoy.

Malfoy, who taught you magic. "

"Professor, it's Lawrence." Malfoy didn't dare to hide it, "Potter and I have tutoring sessions with him every Saturday night.

Snape raised his eyebrows: "When did it start?"

"This semester has just begun. Potter and I each gave Lawrence fifteen hundred galleons, which is one year's tuition."

Now that it came to fifteen hundred Galleons, Malfoy already felt it was worth it.

Because what Lawrence teaches is the real thing.

After today, Malfoy discovered that he and Harry were much better than the other students after being trained by Lawrence.

Snape's eyebrows knitted into a frown, just as Wayne and Hermione were about to leave the auditorium.

The two looked at each other, Wayne smiled shyly, and pulled the little witch out of the door.

Snape tightened his grip on his robes.

You said it so early!

If I had known you were cheating on Harry, why would I have rushed to work as Lockhart's assistant?

Uncomfortable!

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