Hogwarts Everything is Three

　　 As expected, Professor Lockhart turned his wand into a lot of tricks, but he lost to Professor Snape's simple sentence "except your weapon"!

　　 suddenly flashed a dazzling red light, and Lockhart was struck out of position. He flew back out of the stage suddenly and hit the wall as if stuck on it for a few seconds before sliding down the wall and curling up on the floor.

　　 Malfoy and several other Slytherin students applauded. Many girls jump up and down, cover their mouths and scream, worrying about their idols.

　　Professor Lockhart staggered to his feet, his hat fell off, and the wavy curly hair stood up.

"Okay, everyone see!" He slumped to the stage again and said, "This is a disarming curse-as you can see, I lost my wand-ah, thank you, Brown Miss. Yes, Professor Snape, show them this trick, this is a great idea."

　　Professor Lockhart is very good at making rounds for himself. But Allen felt that Professor Snape’s "weapon except you" was clean and magical, not to mention the flashy Professor Lockhart, even his elder brother Albert-a young and capable Auror- -I'm afraid I will be knocked into the air.

"However, don't mind if I say that. Your intention to come here just now is too obvious. If I want to stop you, I don't need to brag about it. I think, in order to increase their knowledge, you might as well let them see ..."

　　 Snape looked murderous. Lockhart probably noticed too, so he said, "This is the end of the demonstration! Now I come to you and divide you into two groups. Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick, if you are willing to help me... "

"Professor Lockhart, in order to encourage the little wizards to practice seriously, we might as well set some color heads! First of all, we will observe their performance in the practice, and then choose a little wizard from each academy to perform on behalf of their academy. Duel. The final winner can be awarded fifty points to his academy. Professor Snape, what do you think?"

　　Professor Flitwick, who had been silent for a long time, was irritated as soon as he opened his mouth—he wanted to find a good point to add points to his academy, so he was attracted to the Dean of Slytherin who had been deducted a lot of points from the same academy.

　　 Professor Snape nodded and agreed with Professor Flitwick's suggestion, and he scanned the audience coolly, as if he was planning how to pair up.

"Ah! This is a great idea, I just have it. When the final winner is determined, I will personally add fifty points to the college where the winner is located, and he will also get my signed book—— "The Magical Me"."

　　Professor Lockhart really spared no effort to promote his new book.

　　 But such rewards are indeed very tempting for little wizards. Earn fifty points for your academy. Such honor will make you a hero of the academy! And Professor Lockhart’s autographed books are never too many for little witches!

　　 Ravenclaws were refreshed when they heard the words. In order to get points, the little wizards are almost going crazy. Professor Flitwick has created such a rare opportunity for everyone, and it must not be missed.

　　 Even Allen took this duel seriously. It's really tempting to get 50 points at a time! He secretly made up his mind that he must get his score, and he must not allow other colleges to have a chance to open up the score gap.

　　 The three professors walked through the crowd and paired them up. Lockhart made Neville and Justin Finley form a pair; Edward was assigned by Professor Flitwick to Fletcher of Gryffindor; Professor Snape matched Hermione and Millison of Slytherin ? Burst got together...

　　 Allen noticed that Malfoy walked towards Harry arrogantly, smiling smugly on his face. Such grouping is naturally a masterpiece of Professor Snape.

　　 Allen has no opponent yet. The little wizards of the same grade are all too aware of Allen's strength, and no one wants to be his opponent. Finally, Professor Flitwick appointed George Weasley of Gryffindor as his duel.

　　 "I protest, I don't want to compete with my younger brother!" George was very reluctant, making various faces.

　　 "Could it be that you are afraid of losing to Ellen?" Penello said coolly from the side, and she looked very unhappy when she saw George look down on Ellen.

Penello happened to be assigned to Percy Weasley of Gryffindor. She still admired Percy’s excellence, but at this time, she looked at the two brothers with identical red hair and freckles on their cheeks. , Penello got angry and decided to make Percy look good and try Ravenclaw's power!

　　 "Face your partner!" Lockhart returned to the stage and shouted, "Bow!"

　　George had no choice but to quickly complete the etiquette with Allen.

"Raise the wand, get ready!" Lockhart said loudly, "When I count to three, I will cast magic to disarm the opponent's weapon—just disarm the weapon—we don’t want an accident. One——Two—— three--"

　　 George jerked his wand over his shoulder, preparing to quickly take care of Ellen. However, in the next second, he flew out and hit the wall.

　　 got up from the ground embarrassingly, and touched his wand back, George, who had always been hippie smiling, turned angrily.

　　 "You must have attacked ahead of time!" George was upset~www.ltnovel.com~ He absolutely did not believe that he would be defeated by Allen who was only in the second grade.

　　 "I don't have one. But if you really don't believe it, we might as well do it again." Alan was calm, willing to speak with strength.

　　 George agreed without hesitation. Allen requested that Professor Flitwick, who had been watching here, be the referee, lest George could not accept the result and would not admit defeat.

　　 Stand up again, George didn't bow again, but stared at Allen hard. Allen finished the ceremony politely.

"one two Three--"

　　As soon as Professor Flitwick’s words fell, a red light hit George. He was knocked out again and hit the wall. His posture and position are exactly the same as before.

　　 He picked up the wand in embarrassment and walked back, "Although I don't want to, but I have to admit, Alan, you are indeed better than me!" George showed a bitter smile.

　　 Not all duels are so fast and peaceful; not all little wizards are willing to gamble and surrender like George; not everyone is like Allen, who can defeat their opponents with only "weapon except you".

　　 "I said, just disarm the weapon!" Lockhart yelled to the heads of the fierce crowd from above in horror.

　　Professor Flitwick and Professor Snape shuttled through the crowd, constantly lifting the spells for the little wizards who had been enchanted by other spells.

　　 A cloud of green smoke filled the entire venue. Everyone blushed, and the curse flew around.

　　 Edward and Freig's wands were thrown to the ground, and the two of them entangled together. You punched me and hit me happily.

　　 Penello's wand was swung very fast, and the spells flew towards Percy one after another. He was evasive very embarrassed, almost unable to fight back.