The Admiral of Hogwarts

For a while after Colin's attack, no new victims appeared. So everyone's hearts slowly relaxed, and they began to shift their attention to other things.

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For Hugo and the others, for example, the thing that attracted their attention the most right now was Ravenclaw's first game of the school year.

In this game, Veneto had some unexpected effect. Although Veneto sat on the bench for the entire game, it still affected the Hufflepuff team members' performance, allowing the Ravenclaw team to win by a large margin.

"It seems like Veneto grabbing the Bludger with her hand last time has made everyone recall the time she broke the troll's knee last year."

After the game, Hermione said to Hugo, analyzing the game. "If there are no accidents, this 'fear of Veneto' syndrome will probably last for several games."

"Their fear is completely unnecessary. After all, Veneto won't attack others as long as they don't use those dirty tricks in the game."

Hugo shook his head helplessly, then seemed to remember something and asked. "By the way, have you noticed that there were a bit fewer people from Hufflepuff today? Today is clearly their game—"

"That's because Hufflepuff has recently experienced a second wave of the flu outbreak," Hermione shrugged helplessly. "They were almost better, but unfortunately, the two attack incidents that occurred in the school recently caused them to always gather together during this time, resulting in a new wave of the flu outbreak."

"I heard Padma Patil say that this group of Hufflepuff students originally planned to come to the stadium to watch the game, but Madam Pomfrey required them to stay in their respective dormitories to rest and not gather together."

"Ah, that should be a good thing for them," Hugo shrugged and said.

"Getting the flu feels terrible. Hopefully, they can get better soon. Of course, not coming to watch this game isn't necessarily a bad thing for them. At least this way, they don't have to face such a terrible loss right away."

Soon, it was the second week of December, and Professor McGonagall came to collect the list of students staying at school for Christmas as usual.

Hugo and Hermione naturally didn't sign up, because they planned to go home and spend Christmas with their parents.

Of course, considering the tense atmosphere caused by the dangerous situation at the school, being able to go home and spend some time with family was always a good thing.

During this time, the various amulets that the students bought from the Golden Sea Harbor General Store were gradually sent into the school by the Unspeakables through owl post.

Considering that the power wielded by the mastermind behind the scenes was a basilisk, all of these amulets were made into the shape of glasses by the Unspeakables.

Although, due to cost issues, the magical defense on these glasses couldn't completely block the basilisk's magic, it could at least convert the basilisk's original death gaze into a petrifying gaze.

Of course, there were still some risks, such as being bitten or crushed by the basilisk. But it was much better than dying on the spot, at least leaving a glimmer of hope.

Because Hogwarts was located in the north of Scotland, the amount of snowfall each winter was quite considerable. In addition, the next Quidditch match would be held after Christmas, so the Ravenclaw students preferred to stay by the warm fireplace in the common room reading books, rather than running to the field to play in the snow like those energetic little lions.

However, on this day, when Hugo and the others returned from the Herbology greenhouse to change clothes and prepare for lunch, they were surprised to find that everyone was not sitting around the fireplace reading books as usual, but were gathered around the notice board, reading the words on a piece of parchment that had just been pinned up.

The Ravenclaw students were excitedly discussing the contents of the parchment. And after Hugo squeezed in, Michael Corner quickly waved to him and talked about the contents of the notice on the parchment.

"They're going to start a dueling club!" Michael said.

"The first gathering is tonight. I don't mind learning some dueling skills. Although I hope I never have to use these techniques in my life, if something happens one day, the content of these courses might come in handy…"

"Dueling? I don't think this kind of skill is useful against the monsters roaming the castle," Veneto shook her head.

"At least, if it's called a monster, that thing probably doesn't look like a person. And duels are basically aimed at wizards, and various spells are only for humanoid enemies."

"Uh—what you said seems to make some sense," Michael scratched his head, but soon he raised his head and made a decision.

"But no matter what, it's always a good thing to learn more knowledge. At least if you really encounter a monster, knowing a little is better than knowing nothing at all."

"What you said is also right." After hearing this very Ravenclaw answer, Hugo shrugged, then said to the two ladies beside him. "So we can go to the dueling club together tonight."

So, at 8 o'clock in the evening, Hugo and the others hurried to the Great Hall where the dueling club was being held. The long dining tables had disappeared, and a gilded stage appeared along one wall, illuminated by hundreds of candles floating in the air.

The ceiling once again turned as black as velvet, and almost all the students in the school had come, crowded together, each holding their own wand, their faces full of excitement.

"Who do you think will come to teach us?" With Veneto's strength, Hugo and the others quickly squeezed to the place closest to the stage. Then Hermione looked at the empty sides of the stage and asked.

"Someone told me that our head of house, Flitwick, was a dueling champion when he was young, maybe he will come to teach us."

"But I don't think Professor Flitwick would gather all the people in the school to set up such a club even if he really wanted to teach us something, and he probably wouldn't choose such a gorgeous and exaggerated gilded stage," Hugo said, spreading his hands.

"You said that—no way!" Hermione's words turned into a groan. Only to see Gilderoy Lockhart walk onto the stage, wearing a purplish-red robe, radiant, but this time the assistant he was looking for was not the Lockhart in the original text, but Enterprise wearing a sky blue robe.

"Ha, this time Enterprise will definitely give that liar a hard blow." Seeing Enterprise walking out of the door, Hermione, who was just a little depressed, suddenly became excited.

After all, they were the ones who exposed Lockhart's true identity with Enterprise in the United States, so they were not worried that Enterprise would not recognize Lockhart's true face.

"It seems that Lockhart also knows to pick on the weaker ones," Veneto said to Hugo through the Admiral Network.

"After all, Lockhart in the original text chose Snape because the other professors were already professors when he was a student, and only Snape was his senior. And now he obviously thinks that Enterprise looks younger and less experienced."

Just as Veneto finished contacting, Lockhart stood in the center of the stage, waving his hand to tell everyone to be quiet, and then shouted loudly: "Come closer, come closer! Can everyone see me? Can everyone hear me? Great!"

"That's right, Professor Dumbledore has allowed me to start this little dueling club, to fully train everyone, in case you need to defend yourself one day, protect yourself in the way I have used countless times—for details on this, please see my published works."

Hearing this, Hugo and Hermione all showed a helpless expression. It seemed that Lockhart came to school to sell books, so he was willing to seize every opportunity to promote his books.