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She was about to curse "Damn Kate", but who knows, this damn guy suddenly reached out and grabbed her sleeve.

"But I'm afraid of the dark." Kate tilted her head, "I saw you running out and thought you were angry, but after I followed you out, I realized that I was a little afraid of the dark and couldn't walk."

As she spoke, she shook Malfoy's sleeve a few times: "Can you take me out?"

Having been tricked twice in a row, Malfoy already had doubts about her words, but he still couldn't help but ask with concern: "Are you really afraid of the dark? Why didn't I know before?"

"Actually..." Kate let go of her sleeves, and the smile in her voice was about to overflow, "It's not that scary."

"you!"

Malfoy was so angry that he directly raised his wand: "Kate, I want to duel with you!"

Kate simply raised her hands and made a gesture of surrender: "I refuse, if you panic, just cast a spell on me."

"Do you think I dare not use it!" Malfoy clenched his wand tightly, but his raised hands were shaking.

Kate sighed and stepped forward, forcing her to step back step by step.

Backing all the way to the corner, when there was no way to retreat, Malfoy threatened her with a trembling voice: "If you get closer, I will... I will..."

"Just give me a Killing Curse?" Kate chuckled in the dark, took the wand away from her hand, and grabbed Malfoy's too slender wrist.

Almost instantly, she felt as if her palm was being burned by Li Yan.

"hiss--"

Kate flicked her palm away, half kneeled on the ground in pain, and at the same time raised Malfoy's wand: "Luminescence!"

A little light immediately illuminates the small area where they are currently.

Malfoy squatted down immediately, and looked at the burn on her palm in a panic: "It happened to me before, what's going on?"

"You, don't be in a hurry to touch me." Kate barely stood up with the support of the wall, and when she saw her injury clearly through the fluorescent light, she couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Patronizing on being cute, I forgot that the little girl was carrying an alchemy tool with black magic on her body.

But it just so happened that I could take the opportunity to probe her tone.

Deliberately pretending to be in extreme pain, Kate squeezed out sweat and asked in a weak voice, "Is there something you're wearing?"

Malfoy was also flustered. He wanted to touch her, but he was afraid that he would hurt her, so he stood in midair helplessly.

"I don't know! I really don't know! Do you want to go to the school hospital first?"

"If I don't figure it out, then I can only avoid you in the future." Kate raised her head and smiled weakly, "Hey, do you really hate me so much?"

Under the faint fluorescent light, Malfoy's already pale face was even more bleak, only his red lips were still murmuring: "I...I don't know..."

No one can reveal the gender-masking things her father gave her, which she promised her father from the beginning.

But...seeing Kate getting hurt every time she came into contact with her, she felt...unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Forget it, it's fine if you don't want to tell me." Kate smiled regretfully and turned around slowly, "Then just treat it as if you hate me, and I will learn my lesson in the future and keep a distance from you."

With that said, she staggered into the darkness.

"Kate!" Malfoy couldn't help but stepped forward and called her, but he didn't see her stop at all.

The fluorescent light of the wand gradually went out, and Malfoy was left alone in the darkness.

She lowered her head, in the darkness, she couldn't even see her own hands clearly, but she still remembered the warmth that came from when Kate grabbed her wrist just now.

But now, there is no light and no temperature...

At the corner of the corridor, Kate hid in the darkness, listening to Malfoy's faint sobs behind her, she couldn't help frowning in confusion.

She was the one who got burned, she didn't cry, why is this guy crying?

Chapter 26 The Dueling Club

Early the next morning, Kate appeared in the auditorium with her left hand wrapped in gauze, and quickly spread the news of her re-injury to this small school.

After breakfast, Hermione was even more furious and wanted to seek revenge on Malfoy - she had seen this injury before, and it was exactly the same injury she had suffered on the Quidditch pitch last time.

She remembered everything about Kate clearly.

Fortunately, the two brothers Harry and Ron were there, and successfully helped stop her.

"It's just that I accidentally rubbed against his wand when I went to snatch it, it's not a big deal." Kate explained in a low voice, still holding a book in her hand as a shield.

Now that they are in the library, it is better to keep their voices quiet.

But Hermione was keenly aware that something was wrong: "Take his wand? Did he do something to you?"

"Uh..." Kate was dumb for a moment, "It's just a simple discussion, because Slytherin lost the game, everyone is not in a good mood."

Harry raised his hand weakly: "But I clearly saw that you gave me a thumbs up in the stands."

That's right, it might be because of this reason that Malfoy was so angry that he only scolded her.

Kate gave him a sideways look, and he automatically shut his mouth.

"Anyway, if he finds fault again next time, you can't stop me!" Hermione held her breath like an angry little beaver.

"Yes, yes, I will never stop you next time." Kate nodded quickly, suppressing a smile.

Anyway, for the next period of time, she and Malfoy probably won't have any interaction other than taking classes together, let alone conflicts.

After finally coaxing Hermione, she was about to settle down and do her homework, but when she looked up, she saw Mrs. Pince standing in front of them with a kind face.

Oh wow.

The four who were driven out of the library together with their homework looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Forget it, find another place to do your homework.

"But there is actually good news." Harry hugged the pile of books with difficulty, and pulled out a piece of paper from it. "Look, my aunt actually signed the consent form!"

Ron's eyes lit up with joy: "Great, then Harry, you can go on a study tour with us!"

He finally didn't have to watch Kate get intimate with Hermione alone.

"That's right, I'll give the consent form to Professor McGonagall later!" He said, turning his eyes, "Kate, have you handed in your consent form?"

"Oh, the letter from the housekeeper's grandpa hasn't arrived yet, so it should be here soon." Kate lied calmly, "Don't worry, I'll sign up as soon as the letter of consent arrives."

In fact, she didn't tell the old butler about it at all, she just said that she would stay in school and do something for Dumbledore.

The old housekeeper has always had a good relationship with old Dengtou. Seeing that she has become so close to her old friend after just over a year, how can there be any reluctance?

"That's great, we can wait for the study tour together again!" Hermione said excitedly, grabbing her uninjured hand.

Kate could only smile and say nothing.

As they made their way across the foyer, they saw a small group gathered around the bulletin board, reading a piece of parchment that had just been stapled on.

Seamus Finnigan, the famous explosive king in the movie, greeted them excitedly.

"They're starting a dueling club!" he said. "First meeting tonight. Maybe we can learn some nice tricks that we can use later!"

Ron read the notice and asked excitedly, "Which professor will teach us then?"

"Lockhart." Kate said calmly. "The last time I went to the headmaster's office, I saw his application for the Dueling Club was on Dumbledore's desk."

Harry couldn't help frowning: "That's really a disaster."

Today, except for the little girl who is still obsessed with Lockhart's charming smile, the entire school basically knows that his teaching ability is abysmal.

"Maybe he just can't teach?" Hermione tried to speak for him. "You also know that in those books he wrote, you can't kill monsters without good dueling skills."

Kate's expression changed, and she grabbed Hermione's hand tightly: "Okay, then let's go tonight to see how his dueling ability is."

So they found a place to do their homework, and they rushed to the auditorium until the evening.

The long dining table disappeared, and along one wall appeared a gilded stage, lit by hundreds of candles floating overhead.

Almost all the students from the school had arrived, and the entire auditorium seemed noisy.

Kate glanced at the crowd, she saw Malfoy and Cho Chang, but not Luna.

The kid probably wouldn't like this kind of occasion.

She thought, holding Hermione's hand tighter and tighter, leading her into the crowd, finally getting to the bottom of the stage.

I saw Gilderoy Lockhart walking onto the stage, radiant in a fuchsia gown.

In contrast to him, Snape who came up with him was still wearing the iconic black robe, and his whole person looked extraordinarily gloomy.

I don't know if it was set off by this flower peacock.

While Lockhart was still proudly delivering his speech, Kate looked at the stage and couldn't help laughing.

"Look," she whispered in Hermione's ear, "do the two professors on the stage look like peacocks and black bats?"

Hermione was taken aback, her eyes moved around them nimbly, she also covered her mouth and laughed, and she didn't forget to slap her lightly a few times: "Why did you arrange the professor like this, you're dead!"

"Obviously you think so too." Kate suppressed a smile and let her do it.

While they were talking, Lockhart challenged Snape in the name of teaching.

As expected, he was directly knocked to the ground by Snape's disarming spell, causing everyone to gasp in surprise.

"The peacock was blown away by the black bat." Kate couldn't help teasing her again.

Hermione was still a little anxious because of Lockhart's defeat just now, but when she heard her words, she couldn't help lowering her head and laughing again.

Just when the above demonstration was over, Lockhart, who managed to stand up, wanted to pick two of the students to try it out, and saw the two of them giggling in the crowd at a glance.

"Safik, please come up and try."

He kept in mind the rules Kate had set for him, not to get too close to Hermione, so he simply chose her to come up.

As soon as the words fell, the students on the Slytherin side burst into boos.

Who in the Snake Yard doesn't know that Kate is super strong, otherwise she would have been educated according to her personality of mixing with Gryffindor every day.

It is because even the senior students can only be taught by her, so that she can continue to go her own way.

I don't know who is so unlucky and will be drawn to be her opponent.

Snape on the stage glanced at them suspiciously, as if realizing something, a smile appeared on his stiff face: "Potter, you come up!"

Kate in the crowd couldn't help but frowned, her gaze resting on Snape's face for a moment.

What is this old bat trying to do?

Use her to suppress Harry Potter?Or do you want to use Harry Potter to test her strength?

If it's the latter, it's because she and Dumbledore have been released too frequently recently, and she has also participated in the investigation of the Horcrux.

Although Snape himself was obviously unable to participate in this investigation, there must be many things that Dumbledore would tell him.

Thinking about it differently, if it was her, she would worry that it would be too dangerous for a brat to participate in such a thing.

Originally, she had already planned, no matter who she was facing, she would try her best to let go of it - it didn't matter if she lost someone in front of the whole school, she didn't care about it anyway.

But if this duel had other purposes, then she would have to think about it.

She stood alone on the stage alone, jumped up lightly, turned around and stretched out her hand to Harry, and pulled him up in one fell swoop.

"Thanks, Kate." Harry patted her on the shoulder. "Your hand is still hurt, is it alright?"

"It's okay, although my hands are not very convenient, but we can try this..."

Kate blinked, whispered to him, then turned and walked to the end of the stage, bowed to each other, and held their wands like arrows to their chests.

"Raise your wand and get ready!" Lockhart yelled. "When I count to three, I will cast a spell. Remember, don't use a spell that hurts your life!"

The two raised their wands at the same time, and when Lockhart reached three, they each cast a spell.

"Burning flames!"

"Wind chime flame!"

Two flames, one red and one blue, shot out from the tops of their wands at the same time.

Hermione in the audience clenched her fingers nervously and confused: "Why do they use these two spells?"

In student duels, flame is definitely not a common spell, at least it appears much less frequently than those mischievous spells.

"I don't know," Ron looked at the two people on the stage with a relaxed face, "Maybe they have an appointment, who do you think will win?"

Hermione shook her head: "It stands to reason that the blue bellflower flame is a very weak kind of fire, and most of the time it can only be used to keep warm.