A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 47: Farce

At eight o'clock in the evening, the school auditorium.

The long dining table disappeared, and in the center of the auditorium was a temporary square gold-plated stage with three wooden steps on the edge.

There are hundreds of candles floating in the air, decorating the center of the auditorium beautifully.

Harry and Ron hurried back to the auditorium. Almost all the students in the school came, crowded together, and they were discussing enthusiastically. The two squeezed forward along the gap between the crowd. Harry accidentally knocked off the toad glasses of a first-year witch, and he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry".

The witch took the glasses, put them back on her forehead, and hummed softly, but Harry couldn't hear them clearly.

The two came to the little wizard area of ​​Gryffindor, Seamus, Dean, and Neville were all there, "Hey! Harry, this way." They breathed a sigh of relief, "There are so many people here."

Neville Longbottom turned his round face in a circle: "Almost everyone has come, it seems that everyone is very curious about the duel."

At this time, Hermione came from another direction to join her, still holding a newspaper in her hand.

"You're late, where have you been?" Harry asked, stretching his neck and looking out of the corridor.

"I went to Professor Haipu first, and met Professor McGonagall on the way back."

"What's the matter?" Ron asked casually. Before she could answer, he suddenly let out a heavy sigh. There were many little wizards who moved in the same way as him. They saw Jed wearing a gorgeous purple robe. Professor Roe Lockhart strode into the Great Hall.

Beside him was Severus Snape with a serious face. The two were in perfect contrast—the former was full of enthusiasm, while the latter was deep and solemn;

Harry let out a groan. The two professors he hated the most were coming to teach him dueling lessons.

Like Professor Lockhart with a peacock spreading his tail, he delivered a speech in a personable manner. He first spent ten minutes talking about how he "convinced Dumbledore so hard that everyone had the opportunity to learn how to protect themselves". Interspersed with the familiar rounds of self-promotion and book-buying advice—they're immune to the rhetoric.

In the last thirty seconds, Lockhart made a rare introduction to his "assistant" Professor Snape.

"Professor Snape himself knows a thing or two about duels, and he generously agreed to help me with a small demonstration before class—but don't worry, I'll return your Potions professor intact Here you go." He grinned widely.

Snape curled his upper lip and pulled out a polite smile, which gave Harry a chill. If Snape had smiled at him like that, he would have run away.

During this time, the school doctor Madam Pomfrey stood impatiently at the edge of the venue, carrying a white medicine box with her, and Professor Felix Heap quietly appeared in a corner of the auditorium.

He was very interested in this so-called "Duel Course", and he had some thoughts deep in his heart, so he decided to take a look.

If Professor Lockhart messes up, maybe he can take over...

And based on his understanding of this professor, a car rollover is a high probability event.

This was a test of his subconscious dissatisfaction with the mediocrity and chaos of the wizarding world and Hogwarts, but for the sake of caution, he decided to wait and see.

……

The duel class officially started. Within three minutes, Felix looked at Professor Lockhart who was knocked away by the "Disarming Curse" from the corner of his eyes twitchingly. mouth.

The dish is still yours, but can you be a little self-aware?

Professor Lockhart was supported by several young wizards, and he staggered back to the center of the stage, "Okay, everyone has seen it!" It sounds funny, but what's funny is what he said next.

"This is the application of the Disarming Curse, I hope my demonstration just now can impress you—" He glanced at Snape, "However, don't mind me saying that, your intention just now is obvious, If I want to stop you, I won't have to do anything..."

"But the little wizards need to increase their knowledge, let them see..." Lockhart couldn't continue, and Snape was looking at him with a murderous expression.

Lockhart cleverly changed the subject to move the lesson to the next level. Without any specific teaching, he pulled out more than a dozen pairs of little wizards and asked them to stand in small grids on the stage.

"The demonstration time is over! Let me see what you have learned, Professor Snape, if you are willing to help me..."

What followed was a bad battle, and Lockhart hoped to get rid of the direct confrontation with Snape or the specific magic teaching, so he shifted his tasks to commentary and guidance, but he thought highly of it. The level of spellcasting and discipline of Hogwarts wizards.

Especially Snape intentionally or unintentionally arranged his own academy to form a team with the cubs, it would be strange if they didn't fight.

Although Lockhart has repeatedly emphasized that only the Disarming Charm can be used, the little wizard has never learned it at all - if not counting Lockhart's "demonstration" just now. So after the two warring parties blushed and chanted several invalid spells, various little curses popular among the student groups appeared.

From Felix's point of view, the group of Harry and Malfoy is somewhat interesting, but they basically don't have the concept of a duel. A "Tarantella dance", the rest of the time is just watching.

The rest of the young wizards, Neville and Justin, both fell to the ground, panting, if he read correctly ~IndoMTL.com~ The two of them didn't release a single spell from beginning to end;

Ron grabbed the ashen-faced Seamus and apologized repeatedly, his wand was still puffing out green smoke;

As for the group of my assistants... They lost their wands a long time ago, and they wrestled with each other. The Slytherin girl had the upper hand with her huge size advantage, her arm clamped Hermione's head, but Hermione also grabbed the opposite side's hair with one hand...

"My God, my God!" Lockhart screamed, but he had no effect on the situation on the field, and Felix had to make his way through the crowd, throwing a dozen spells from his wand, sending the little wizards separate.

"Professor Haip..." Lockhart was a little flustered and hesitant, but soon his mind was attracted by the tragic situation of the little wizards. "Miss Fawcett... squeeze it hard, the bleeding will stop immediately, Boot, your nose is broken, and Ernie..."

Madam Pomfrey stepped onto the stage and pulled Lockhart away. The outstanding school nurse quickly cast spells and poured various potions into the mouths of the little wizards. "Dumbledore shouldn't have approved it...it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous...totally unqualified..."

Seamus took a sip of the green stuff, and his face turned even greener, and finally he belched and let out a puff of green gas.

"Let the little wizards engage in dangerous activities and lose the professor's face..." Pomfrey kept muttering, but she quickly resolved the trouble, and within five minutes, the little wizards stood up again .

Lockhart seemed a little overwhelmed, "Well, ah..." He was stunned for a few seconds, "Let us thank Madam Pomfrey for her efforts, she is a powerful assistant for our dueling courses...Of course, There is Professor Haipu."

He took a peek at Felix. He was standing on the stage, and he had no intention of going down.