Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

"Here they come! Here they come!"

Someone shouted, and everyone looked towards the door of the auditorium.

"It's Snape..."

"And Professor Lockhart..."

"Hey! I thought it was Headmaster Dumbledore himself!"

Snape walked in front, still dressed in a familiar black robe, with his eyelids drooping to hide his coldness and cruelty.

Lockhart followed closely behind, wearing a purple-red tasseled robe, with a signature smile on his face. While waving and going up to the stage, he hit the steps and almost fell.

Snape glanced at the embarrassed Lockhart, and a hint of obvious mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Lockhart seemed to be completely unaffected, and spoke with great joy, explaining his good intentions and why he held this rally.

At the end, he did not forget to mention his own works and boasted about the adventures in the book.

It was not until Snape became impatient and raised his wand in a different position that Lockhart's smile froze and he stammered to introduce the assistant Snape, "Let me introduce the assistant..." Snape twisted his wrist, obviously ready to fulfill the duties of an assistant at any time. Lockhart changed the subject, "As we all know... Professor Snape is a potion master... and he is very different from me..." "Due to my outstanding adventure experience... I really don't want to cause him to get hurt because I don't grasp the degree well when I demonstrate later..." Snape narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Lockhart like a venomous snake hunting. Lockhart took a step back without leaving a trace, coughed lightly and continued. "Since the purpose is to teach students how to duel, then we should find a student to demonstrate on stage... Professor Snape, what do you think of my suggestion?"

"Right... That's right!" Snape's eyes flashed with coldness, "Since you made a suggestion, let me find an agent, you..."

Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief, and interrupted Snape without waiting for him to finish, "I think it's no problem!"

In less than a week, even with the help of a notebook, it is obviously difficult for him to match Snape.

Now, letting Snape find an agent is almost the best solution that can be thought of at present.

After less than a week of special training, he can barely cast an Shield Charm... At least when he was practicing, he never missed.

And a student who has not graduated yet, no matter how outstanding he is, will not cause much harm to him, not to mention that he can use the Shield Charm to deal with it.

…

“Mr. Vizet Lovegood!” Snape turned his head slightly and scanned the crowd, “Come up!”

Since the end of last school year, in the Potions class “O”, they gradually became too lazy to resist, and just watched Vizet walk onto the stage and stand beside Snape.

“Ah… a good choice…” Lockhart began to be overjoyed again, “Today we will teach a simple magic… the Disarming Charm!”

“That’s right! Just disarm the wand! Then you can win directly, which is a very quick and convenient method… Do you know how to perform the Disarming Charm?”

“Ahem!” Snape coughed lightly, so soft that only Vizet could hear it.

Vizet understood and shook his head slightly, “Professor Lockhart, I just learned about this magic, but I haven’t used it specifically…”

“Hiss…” Lockhart felt a little headache, and Vizet’s so-called “just learned” statement seemed to have happened to him once before.

"Then let me teach you simply... The spell of the Disarming Charm is not complicated, just - disarm you! Then thrust out your wand..."

"Really? Do you have to thrust out your wand?" Snape interrupted sinisterly, "Mr. Lovegood, what is the casting action of the Disarming Charm?"

Vizet said: "According to the description in the book, if you are a beginner... it is best to swing out the wand and imagine that you are waving your hand to knock off the opponent's weapon."

"Ahaha... it must have been confused with other magic..." Lockhart made up with sweat on his forehead, "After all, I have mastered too many magics..."

"Since Vizet knows the Disarming Charm so well, let's start the duel! By the way, introduce to the students in the audience... what the whole duel process is like!"

"Okay, Professor Lockhart." Vizet held the wand in his hand.

"First, we raise the wand to the middle of our chest and point our nose to the tip of the wand..." Lockhart said slowly, "Then we salute..."

"Both parties need to keep a distance... The rules of dueling are to use magic... No physical contact... This needs to be kept in mind..."

Snape suddenly interrupted Lockhart's introduction of the process, "Should you stand a little further away? As a beginner of the Disarming Spell, it is easy to lose control of the degree..."

Harry's eyes widened, his tone full of disbelief, "Snape actually cares about Lockhart!"

"I don't think it's care..." Ron analyzed, "Look at Snape's look... Does it look like the look he had when he was patrolling in the Potions class? He must be up to something bad!"

Lockhart waved his hand, "It shouldn't be necessary. As an adventurer... I'm very sure!"

Snape nodded, "Then... Mr. Lovegood, remember to be restrained and be sure to keep a sense of proportion!"

Vizet coughed lightly, very skillfully controlled the twitching corners of his mouth, and nodded seriously, "I'll try my best!"

"Then let's begin!" Lockhart waved his wand, as if he was holding a sharp sword and wanted to draw a sword flower, "Release the Disarming Charm on the count of one... Three, two, one!"

Just as Lockhart uttered "one", Vizet swung his wand violently, "Expelliarmus!"

The red light exploded instantly, and the students closest to the stage saw a flash in front of their eyes, as if the whole world had turned red.

With the sound of a loud landing, they gradually recovered and saw Lockhart appear on the wall in the distance, slowly sliding down the wall...

Chapter 7 Burning Blonde

Those long-lost memories from his school days emerged, reminding Lockhart that there is actually a huge difference between practice and actual combat.

When Vizet chanted the spell, he subconsciously raised his wand and drew a straight vertical line on his chest.

However, he could only do this step. The bright red light in front of him made him panic, and his mind was almost blank. He couldn't chant the spell of the Armor Charm at all, and he couldn't even open his mouth.

When the red light rushed over, Lockhart flew backwards and hit the wall and lost consciousness.

Before he lost consciousness, there was only one thought in his head - it was similar to Snape's Stunning Spell! What a fast Disarming Spell!

...

"Mr. Lovegood, you can go down." Snape walked a few steps in the direction of Lockhart, speaking as he walked, his tone up and down, and his mouth curled up with extremely wanton mockery.

"Professor Lockhart, it seems that I overestimated the... self-knowledge of an adventurer. I seem to have warned you that beginners are prone to be unrestrained... What a pity!"

"Maybe next time, you can hold an autobiography in front of you. As a beginner, I think Mr. Lovegood should... aim at your autobiography to cast the Disarming Spell."

His eyes were brighter than ever, revealing endless sarcasm, "Of course! I don't mean anything else, and I'm definitely not saying... your autobiography is more useful than you."

After Snape's voice fell, the students of Slytherin College followed up and made a laugh.

Although the other two colleges were not so unscrupulous, there were still laughter. These sounds gathered together, and the hall was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Only Ravenclaw was a little embarrassed. After all, Lockhart, who was being laughed at at this time, was once a member of Ravenclaw;

But they thought about it and thought that this was a battle between two Ravenclaws, and they seemed to be able to accept the fact... After all, it had already happened.

Ron turned slightly and glanced at Lockhart who had just fallen to the ground, and said in a dull voice: "This is the time I want to laugh with Slytherin the most!"

Hermione frowned slightly and said with some concern: "Professor Lockhart seems to be unconscious..."

"Then let me try the resuscitation spell..." Harry looked around and suddenly raised his wand to Lockhart, "Resuscitate quickly!"

Lockhart groaned and shook his head to wake up, but the wizard hat fell to the side, revealing the hair standing up inside.

Compared to Snape's silent stun spell, Vizet's Disarming Spell was indeed more effective, and Lockhart didn't feel so much pain that he couldn't even stand up.

The few remaining fans came forward and helped Lockhart up, allowing him to return to the stage.

"The book recommended by Vizet really works!" Seeing Lockhart back on stage, Harry shook the wand in his hand, "Disarming Spell... is like waving your hand to knock off the opponent's weapon..."

...

Accompanied by another round of laughter from the Slytherins, Lockhart took the wand that the fan had found, "See? This is the effect of the Disarming Spell... My wand is out of my hand!"

"Of course... This is to demonstrate the effect of the Disarming Spell, so I didn't resist at all, which would produce some additional effects... Very practical, isn't it?"

Snape interrupted Lockhart directly, "Maybe we can Let's do it again, and demonstrate another practical spell, for example... what magic can be used to resist the Disarming Spell? "

"Haha! Professor Snape, you are too impatient! There are more important things to do now!" Lockhart laughed dryly twice, and changed the subject with a flickering look in his eyes, "This is the Dueling Club!"

"Next is the students' time... Vizet just gave a good demonstration, so let's start practicing the Disarming Spell! Professor Snape, you also come to help with the grouping."

In fact, only Snape was arranging the groups. Lockhart obviously wanted to save his image and hid in the corner to start fiddling with his hairstyle.

Just when Lockhart used his wand as a curling iron and wanted to re-do his hair, Snape began to arrange students to practice in pairs as if he was patrolling the classroom.

Snape mainly wandered between the two squares, grouping Slytherin and Gryffindor;

The two colleges have always had disputes, and such targeted groupings also added a bit of gunpowder to the hall.

Draco and Harry were assigned to a group. They both swung their wands and chanted the Disarming Spell almost at the same time.

"Expelliarmus!"

The two chants mixed together. Draco's movements were faster. A ray of red light appeared at the tip of his wand, but the effect was not obvious enough. It only hit Harry's wrist.

Harry successfully cast the Disarming Spell. A ray of red light burst out from the tip of his wand, but because his wrist was hit, the red light flew to the corner and failed to hit Draco.

...

Vizet's demonstration was still effective. The key was to add analysis of the gestures later, which impressed the students deeply. At least they could make the tip of their wands glow red.

Snape, who was patrolling, found that among the lower grade students, only a few could cast the real Disarming Charm and make it produce real effects.

Especially the circle around Vizet, who, under Vizet's explanation, mastered how to cast the Disarming Charm stably.

In addition, Harry had completely mastered the use of the Disarming Charm after the first round of duel.