Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

Chapter 240: Is destiny equal to the evil god's mumbling? A chaotic duel!

Before the Weasley twins showed up, the Scales of Fate didn't notice anything unusual.

But once they lifted the corner of the clothes and revealed a corner of the invisibility cloak, the scales of fate seemed to have discovered the invisibility cloak.

It immediately showed a strong desire for this rare item, the invisibility cloak.

Because her wrist was so hot, Lin Xia took advantage of the situation and confiscated the Weasley twins' invisibility cloak.

As soon as the Balance of Destiny appeared, it couldn't wait to absorb the invisibility cloak, as if it was an extremely delicious delicacy.

But without Lin Xia's order, the Scales of Fate could only watch helplessly.

It could only send out a burning sensation through her wrist, urging her to make the sacrifice quickly.

After many training sessions, Lin Xia's physical fitness has been greatly improved, so this burning sensation is nothing to her.

On the contrary, under the burning stimulation.

She suddenly recalled the advice the Weasley twins had given her when they gave her the Invisibility Cloak.

"I must remind you that this Invisibility Cloak belongs to Harry Potter."

"When Harry asks you for it, you can't refuse."

Although the twins said this jokingly, Lin Xia had a feeling that an invisible contract had been established the moment these words were spoken.

If she didn't follow the contract.

Then in the future, the consequences of violating the contract will cause her a lot of trouble!
This is her "spiritual perception" giving her a hint.

Lin Xia thought for a while and made up her mind.

She silently looked at her wrist which was getting hotter and whispered, "Hold it and go back!"

After a while, the figure of the Scales of Fate slowly disappeared from the golden wooden house.

But Lin Xia couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement in her heart, as if telling her that the invisibility cloak in front of her was a delicious sacrifice.

As long as she sacrifices the invisibility cloak, she will receive a generous reward.

This thought appeared in her mind again and again, causing Lin Xia to raise her eyebrows.

The "Nine Heavens Mysterious Yang Records: The Crucible" started to work, allowing her to continuously absorb magic power while also withdrawing from her chaotic thoughts as an outsider and calmly observing the changes in her body.

She was observing the changes that the scales of fate had on her body.

A few hours passed in a flash.

After Lin Xia finished his training, he opened his magic book and wrote lines of beautiful cursive characters with a feather pen.

[…As more and more sacrifices are made to the Scales of Fate, I can feel that this strange object seems to come alive and has its own preferences.

It can even influence my thoughts, making me unable to tell whether this is its desire or the truest desire in my heart.

I suddenly realized that this method of bewitching people is no different from the evil god's mumbling.
One seduces without, the other seduces within.

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring into you.

Lin Xia closed the magic book, left the golden wooden house and went to the laboratory.

Just now when she was observing the balance of fate, she suddenly had some strange ideas related to guardian magic and wanted to verify them.

As for the invisibility cloak.

From the very beginning, Lin Xia had never thought of offering a sacrifice.

If something does not belong to you, it will never belong to you.

But the excellent concealment function of the invisibility cloak gave her another idea.

Maybe next weekend, she could use the invisibility cloak to explore the forbidden forest.

This Sunday at 8pm.

Many little wizards came to the auditorium excitedly.

This evening, the Duel Club will begin!

Lin Xia was not very interested in the so-called duel club. She thought it was just a childish game.

In a real duel, there must be blood and injuries, and every minute and every second must be fought for.

Instead of performing polite greetings before a duel, dueling should be treated as an art.

She went to Romania during the summer vacation and saw how fire dragons fought each other. It was a real competition with real fists and flesh.

One is a duel between fire dragons, and the other is a duel between little wizards. It is obvious which one is more valuable.

If Hermione and Draco hadn't expressed their interest and wanted to go and take a look, leaving Lin Xia with no one to use, she would still be staying in the laboratory doing research.

Ron exclaimed in amazement: "Look, our dining table has disappeared, and a gilded stage has appeared on the wall... Wow, hundreds of candles that only appear during holidays have also appeared at this time..."

Lin Xia looked around.

The ceiling was dark as velvet again, and the candles shone above like twinkling, brilliant stars.

Almost all the little wizards who stayed in school came. They were crowded together, and everyone was holding a wand in their hands, looking very excited.

“I don’t know who will teach us.”

Lin Xia heard other little wizards chattering about their teacher.

Hermione also heard it and said loudly, "I think Professor Flitwick should be the one to teach us, because he was a duelling champion when he was young. He deserves to be the one to teach us!"

Harry didn't know which professor he was thinking of, and said with lingering fear: "As long as it's not--"

However, before he could finish his words, they turned into a groan.

Gilderoy Lockhart suddenly walked onto the golden stage. He was wearing a purple robe and looked radiant.

Next to him was none other than Professor Snape.

Snape was still dressed simply as always, with greasy long hair and a wizard robe that looked as if it had not been washed for a long time.

Lockhart waved his hands with a smile on his face, turning the dueling stage into a catwalk with ease.

He shouted, "Come around! Come around! Can you all see me and hear me? This is great!"

Lockhart puffed out his chest proudly. "Well, Headmaster Dumbledore allowed me to start a dueling club to fully train everyone in case you need to defend yourself one day...

Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape, who knows a thing or two about dueling himself and has graciously agreed to be my assistant and help me with a small demonstration before class.

Oh, little ones, I see you are nervous, you don't have to be so nervous, haha, after I show him how to do it, I will return your potion teacher to you intact. "

Lockhart is good at speaking politely and he likes to speak politely.

He fully mobilized the emotions of the young wizard and said passionately: "The duel club is to let you understand the nature of fighting and grasp the timing of fighting, rather than really fighting with your classmates.

I must reiterate that this is just in case.

If there is any problem, we must communicate first. If communication is fruitless, duel is the last resort!

Don't worry, children, Madam Pomfrey is waiting."

Lockhart pointed specifically at Madam Pomfrey.

There was no smile on Pomfrey's face, and she looked sour, as if someone owed her money.

Lockhart smiled and said, "Don't worry if there are any problems, we can treat you as soon as possible.

So let go of your courage, kids, and use your wisdom and sweat in the duel club!"

As soon as the words fell, the little wizards screamed excitedly.

Lin Xia watched with interest.

She wanted to know what Lockhart would do with the Dueling Club.

Lin Xia looked at Snape deliberately. Although she didn't like Snape's attitude towards students from different colleges, she had to admit that -

Snape is a senior wizard who has his own understanding of duels and has developed his own fighting style.

With Professor Snape around, the situation can often be stabilized quickly.

He is one of the most powerful wizards in Hogwarts. Lockhart wants to use Snape as a target. Is he sure that he is not making things easier for others?

The duel officially begins.

They both jerked their wands over their shoulders, and Snape shouted quickly, "Expelliarmus!"

A dazzling red light flashed from the tip of his wand, and Lockhart was hit by it before he could react.

At first, he was knocked off his feet, then flew rapidly backwards across the stage, hit the wall, slid down, and curled up on the floor.

The young wizards looked at this scene in shock.

None of them reacted in time. The pace of the battle was too fast, it seemed to happen in a flash!

It seemed like just a blink of an eye, and Professor Lockhart was suddenly knocked against the wall.

As Lockhart groaned and got up, the other young wizards came to their senses and quickly applauded and cheered.

Hermione jumped up and down on her tiptoes, trying to see what was happening to Professor Lockhart.

She asked worriedly, "Will he be okay?"

Harry and Ron answered at the same time: "Who cares!"

Lin Xia leaned against the wall leisurely with his arms folded, observing everything clearly with the supersensory spell.

She said calmly, "It's okay. He was holding his chest and cursing a few words. He seemed to be in good spirits."

Hermione was immediately relieved.

I have to say, Professor Lockhart is really tenacious.

He has a good-looking face and thick skin.

He staggered back onto the stage and said, "This is a Disarming Charm, and as you can see, I have lost my wand.

Thanks to Professor Snape for showing you this, it's a great idea!

But don't mind what I say. Your intention to do this just now was too obvious. If I wanted to stop you, it would be effortless.

But I think that being hit by your disarming spell can broaden their horizons, so why not let them see..."

Draco curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Quibbling!"

He looked down on Professor Lockhart, believing him to be all show and no substance.

He was a nobleman, and even though he had restrained his temper after entering the Badger Court, his arrogant character was engraved in his bones and blood and had never changed.

Just when Lockhart let the young wizard face the elves in Cornwall alone, Draco thought that Lockhart was not worthy of being a professor.

Draco said to Ron and Harry, "I admit, Professor Snape's Disarming Charm was very quick.

But if it was Lin Xia and I, we would have been sure we could catch it, but he didn't. What's this?"

He sneered a few times: "Am I more powerful than Professor Lockhart?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind him.

"Draco Malfoy, I don't know if you are better than the professor. Perhaps you can show me your strength, such as challenging me personally."

Snape said coldly: "I welcome every little wizard."

Draco immediately fell silent.

He felt a huge pressure from Snape, a pressure that was far more suffocating than the one Lin Xia brought him.

This high-level wizard showed off his power without any reservation.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Snape said, "Practice with Lin Xia. I think she doesn't mind a rookie like you."

"And you, Harry," he said sneerily. "The dream team is to be broken up. Ron will team up with Finnigan, and as for Potter, you will team up with -"

Before Snape finished speaking, Michael Bain took the initiative to step forward and said, "Professor, I want to be a pair with Harry!"

Snape was interrupted and looked over.

He said indifferently: "It turned out to be the little wizard Mikel, so, are you going to abandon your partner Neville Longbottom?

Oh, maybe I should change it to another more correct way of saying it. A fool like Neville Longbottom is not worthy of being compared with you, let alone being your partner, right?"

Mikel's mouth twitched slightly.

He felt that Snape's mouth was really poisonous!

Mikkel quickly said: "No, Professor, I just want to fight with Harry and learn from it."

Snape: "What's the point of learning from two poor students? Don't think that just because you have better grades than Potter, you can be better than him."

He changed the subject and directly mentioned a person's name.

"Grace Tolfor, step out and fight with Harry as a team."

Lin Xia and Draco, Harry and Grace, all stood on the stage and fought together.

There are so many little wizards.

If we only use one stage, I'm afraid the battle won't be finished in a day and a night.

So Lockhart conjured up a dozen duel stages.

Fortunately, there were no errors during this transformation.

"Wands up, ready!"

Lockhart said loudly, "When I count to three, cast a spell to disarm the opponent."

He emphasized again: "Just disarm! We don't want any accidents, one, two..."

Harry raised his wand over his shoulder, but Gregers struck at the count of two, and the magic he unleashed hit Harry hard!
Harry felt his shoulder being hit hard by a frying pan.

He stumbled a bit, but luckily everything was still functioning, and he seized the moment, pointed his wand directly at Gress, and yelled, "Grin-Hulala!"

A silver light hit Gress's stomach, and he doubled over, wheezing and laughing wildly.

Gress laughed so hard that he was paralyzed and could hardly move.

Apart from the problems in Harry's battle with Grace, the battles between the other young wizards were not necessarily going much better.

"Tarantella!"

"Slug Curse!"

"Wingardium Leviosa... Oh no, I pronounced it wrong, I pronounced it as the Bull's Call!"

"Stop it! Your wand is emitting a poisonous spray!"

A green smoke filled the air above the entire venue. Neville and another classmate, Justin, had both fallen to the floor.

Ron grabbed Seamus, whose face was ashen, and apologized profusely for the disaster he had caused by casting the wrong spell.

As for Hermione and Millicent, the spellcasting had turned into a physical fight. The two girls started fighting for some reason, pulling each other's hair...

Lockhart stood above, looking at the excited crowd below in horror, and said angrily: "I said, just use Expelliarmus - Expelliarmus -"

Suddenly, a red light hit Lockhart's hair, cutting off a little of his brilliant blond hair.

Lockhart screamed, "My hair, the hair I take good care of every day, who is it!"

(End of this chapter)