Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Just as Professor Flitwick was about to continue his explanation, Lockhart's voice interrupted him.

"As you can see, this is the normal dueling wand holding position."

Lockhart continued to perform several actions on his own: "Actually, there are this, this, and this. These are all postures that can be adopted in a duel. These are what I learned when I traveled around. Oh, maybe I will publish a book about my duel history. You are welcome to buy it and learn from it."

It can be seen that he put some effort into this duel club, or maybe it was to promote his new book.

"When I count to three, Professor Snape and I will perform the first spell. Of course, neither of us will take the other's life."

"I think it's my job to count to three, Professor Lockhart," Professor Flitwick interrupted brusquely.

Lockhart, why did you call me over when you could have done it yourself?

"Oh, my memory is so bad." Lockhart made an apologetic gesture.

"One"

"two"

"three"

When Professor Flitwick called out 'three', they both jerked their wands over their shoulders.

"Expelliarmus!" Snape's cold voice echoed in the hall.

There was a dazzling red light flash, and the wand in Lockhart's hand slipped out of his hand in an instant. Then he flew off the stage, hit the wall heavily, and slowly slid down, hunched over on the floor like a cooked shrimp.

A plot without any surprises, a battle without any suspense.

I just didn't expect it to happen so quickly, I couldn't even hold out for a single spell.

The little wizards widened their eyes, especially those who still supported Lockhart, who showed an expression of disbelief. Although Professor Snape was indeed very strong, wasn't this too fast?

"He's a professor after all, but his standard is too poor." Ron didn't know how to complain.

At least they could fight each other for one or two moves. What did they learn from being able to kill them instantly?

Learning how to be killed instantly? Or learning how to lie on the ground in a comfortable position?

"How pitiful! Professor Snape will show no mercy." Neville rarely spoke: "It must be very painful."

Of course it hurts. Lockhart feels like his body is going to fall apart. Fortunately, he used 'Expelliarmus' instead of 'Split into pieces'. Otherwise,

Lockhart staggered to his feet, leaning against the wall. His face was covered in dust and his wavy hair stood on end.

"Everyone saw it!" Lockhart's reaction was very fast. He immediately thought of how to explain it. He forced himself to endure the pain in his body and pretended to be relaxed: "This is the power of the Disarming Spell. I was 'defeated' by Professor Snape."

"In fact, Professor Snape's intention just now was very clear. If I want to stop him, there are at least a hundred ways to do it without any effort."

I pretended that I had fallen for it on purpose.

In a sense, being so thick-skinned is indeed a skill.

This is just a far-fetched explanation. If there are still people who believe Lockhart, they are probably just in love.

Seeing that Snape's face was turning darker, Lockhart said quickly: "This is the end of the demonstration between professors! Let's continue from a different angle."

"So."

Lockhart's mind searched frantically for the name, his eyes flickering to Dudley and then away.

'It's best to be a student who has some fame but not too strong, and who borrows the fame of others.'

Thinking of this, Lockhart's eyes fell on a little wizard.

"Mr. Longbottom, please come up and demonstrate to me."

Chapter 137 Let’s Pretend to Be Dead

Neville, who was named by Lockhart, looked confused.

I just came to watch a show, what does it have to do with me?

Seeing that Neville didn't react, Lockhart thought he was afraid, so he comforted him: "Don't be afraid, young man. I won't use any harsh measures."

'It's really hard to deal with the professor, but it will be no problem this time,' Lockhart thought.

There was a reason why he chose Neville. Neville was a member of the disciplinary group. First of all, he was famous, but he couldn't be too strong. According to Lockhart's information, this little wizard named Neville Longbottom was a very cowardly and crybaby. He was easy to deal with and very obedient, so he was very suitable to be used as an "experimental teaching material".

Well, his information came from Seamus from Gryffindor a year ago.

As for Neville's sixth place in the final grade of the first grade, I didn't even consider it.

What's so strange about being sixth in the grade? When he was studying at Lockhart, he was the top student in Ravenclaw.

In fact, he had also considered Harry Potter. In terms of fame, Harry Potter was the most famous person in Hogwarts. But he didn't dare to try it easily. What if Potter was really strong? Lockhart still took the rumors from Slytherin very seriously. Being defeated by Snape's spell could be explained as a demonstration, but if he was defeated by a second-year wizard, it would be a huge loss of face, even if he was the famous Harry Potter.

He is here to gain popularity and attention, not to embarrass himself.

Lockhart didn't want anyone to step on his fame to get ahead.

The most important thing is to earn gold galleons by selling novels.

Of course, it would be even better if you could promote shampoo at the same time.

"Come on, come up and face me." Lockhart walked over and pushed Neville, but found that it didn't move.

"Look, your body is so tense that it's stiff. Once you're on stage, you can do whatever you want. I just need to demonstrate a little bit and I can attract a lot of attention again."

Neville was pushed and dragged onto the stage.

Neville and Lockhart?

The members of the discipline team all showed strange expressions.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Neville is the least valued member of the disciplinary group and is simply there to make up the numbers.

Just as Neville himself said, he didn't like to be in the limelight and was an outlier among Gryffindor. He was also the one in the entire disciplinary group who liked to work hard, constantly exercising, absorbing knowledge, and practicing spells.

But if you think Neville is easy to bully, you are very wrong.

His visible progress was witnessed by all members of the disciplinary team.

Not only the disciplinary team, but also Snape and Flitwick had strange expressions on their faces. They had all given Neville extra lessons. Maybe Neville's talent was not the best, but he was the most down-to-earth and hardworking. He seemed to be full of energy and was making progress all the time.

"First thing, bow, Neville. Very good." Lockhart, who was standing on the same stage with Neville, taught him very patiently. In his eyes, Neville was already very nervous at this time.

I was so happy.

That's right.

After a while, it's time to play by yourself.

They both held their wands upright in front of their chests.

then

one two Three

As Flitwick finished his words, Neville and Lockhart raised their wands at the same time again.

"Look, like this"

"Weapons of Destruction"

The two men shouted their words almost at the same time, but Lockhart wanted to continue pretending and teach Neville how to use the Disarming Charm to save the face he had just lost from Snape. He didn't expect Neville to be so "unsportsmanlike" and attack directly, and the key point was to use the Disarming Charm that Snape had just used.

The same red light as Snape's appeared again.

With a whoosh, Lockhart flew backwards, just like before, flying out of the stage - hitting the wall - slowly sliding down - hunching over - curling up into a ball, all smoothly and without a trace of delay.

quiet.

All quiet

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them, their slightly opened mouths expressing their shock.

At this moment, the space seemed to be paused.

Is this still the same Longbottom who used to stutter when speaking?

Like Professor Snape, a spell defeated Professor Lockhart?

"Longbottom's spell just now."

"It seems to be the same as Professor Snape."

After a long while, the little wizards slowly started discussing.

He released the disarming spell without any hesitation!

They are both in the second grade, so why is he so skilled?

"Longbottom has joined the disciplinary team."

The Slytherin student whispered.

"I knew it. Longbottom must have secretly studied with Mr. Potter, Mr. Dursley, and Miss Granger as he often hangs out with them."

"Even if I learn a little bit from them, it will be useful for a long time."

"There's an old saying in the old East that if you stay with pigs for too long, you'll turn red."

The little wizards around showed relieved expressions.

Although I don't quite understand what the last sentence means, but if it is Mr. Dursley and others, then it is correct.

Justified and convincing.

But on second thought, if Longbottom can do this, then wouldn’t they be able to do the same?

Many young wizards looked at Dudley and the others with fiery eyes again.

No one doesn't want to be excellent.

Longbottom was so lucky that he was noticed by the disciplinary team.

"Obviously Professor Lockhart wasn't ready. Longbottom was the one who suddenly attacked."

Witnessing the one-sided battle once again, Lockhart's supporters still supported him and tried to find excuses to comfort themselves, as stubborn as a stone in the toilet.

"Come on, they are dueling, not playing house. Do they have to ask "Are you ready?" before casting a spell?"

"Besides, Professors Longbottom and Lockhart have already bowed, which means it has already begun."

Lockhart's opponents immediately retorted.

Lockhart supporter: "Poor professor. He fainted. What else do you want?"

Don't listen to the bastard chanting sutras.

Anyway, there is no way they will admit that their idol is useless.

Lockhart opponents: "."

Okay, you are awesome!

As for Lockhart himself, he did not get up from the ground this time. Being as thick-skinned as he was, he didn't know how to explain it. Fainting was the best option at this time.

Were you careless and didn’t dodge?

Choose another one?

What if I lose again?

Since I can't find a way, I'll just continue pretending to be dead.

No matter whether he is really dizzy or pretending to be dizzy, it is normal to be dizzy.

Someone will imagine it and explain it to him.

"Professor Lockhart must have been seriously injured while testing the spell just now. Now his body can no longer support him and he has fainted. We should send him to Madam Pomfrey immediately."

look.

Several senior wizards helped Lockhart up and walked towards the school infirmary.

It was not known whether they did it intentionally or unintentionally, but when they were holding him, his head happened to be tilted to one side, and when passing the side door, Lockhart's head hit the door edge hard.

An extremely clear and dull crashing sound reached everyone's ears.

"Be gentle!"

Lockhart's supporters complained.