DNF meets Harry Potter

Chapter 228 Young man, don't you understand?
"Sorry, Ron, I'm a little excited, not next time..."

Carl took two deep breaths, and finally stopped smiling.

On the stage, Snape walked over with a livid face, and with a wave of his wand, the two wrestled together were separated.

Malfoy blushed, and wanted to pounce on Harry, obviously on top.

"That's enough, Malfoy! Come back to me, isn't that shameful enough?!"

Snape frowned, glanced at Carl who had a strange expression on the opposite side, and yelled loudly.

"Oolong out of the hole!"

In a rage, Malfoy couldn't even listen to Snape's words. He picked up his wand again, and cast a spell with red eyes.

A black light shines from the top of Malfoy's wand, a thick black mist drifts out from it, a long black snake rushes out through the black mist, and lands heavily on the stage with a "bang" Above, the coiled and slender snake body raised its head high, its mouth "hissing" and spitting out the letter, and the icy glow that symbolized cold-blooded animals flashed in the narrow and long snake eyes...

Although this snake wasn't as good as the one Snape had summoned before, it was pretty good for a second-year wizard like Malfoy, not everyone could be as perverted as Carl.

"How could the miracle of the blood of the ancient elves reappear on such a little bastard? The sky has no eyes~..."

Snape stopped yelling, and gave Malfoy a rare look of admiration.

"Stand still, Potter~..." Snape lazily walked over, "Let me remove it!"

Seeing Snape's actions, Lockhart, who had been humiliated in front of him just now, quit.He is now anxious to express himself again.

"Professor Snape, let go of that snake and let me do it!
Alarte Ascenare (disappears and ascends to heaven)! "

Lockhart stepped forward quickly, and waved his wand at the black snake, trying to make it disappear.

However, his half-baked spell was only half successful. After being hit by his spell, the black snake didn't dissipate.
After the black snake screamed in mid-air, it fell heavily in front of Justin Fenryry, frightening the little Gryffindor wizard who was born as a symbol of courage and sacrifice, his legs limp and he collapsed on the ground.

"Please calm down and don't panic! There is no one in the magic world who knows how to deal with an accident better than me!"

Lockhart shouted loudly that everyone should not panic, he will protect everyone's personal safety.

But the black snake, which was played by Lockhart, was already out of anger, and it quickly slid towards Fenrey, who was closest to it, with venom oozing faintly from its sharp fangs.

At this critical moment, Harry walked forward quickly as if possessed by a demon.There was still a "hissing" sound from its mouth, and the angry black snake turned its head to stare at him in an instant, and made the same sound, as if one person and one snake were having a friendly exchange like old friends.

The little wizards around the stage saw Harry's strange behavior, and scattered to the side in fear, not daring to look at him again.

And Snape widened his eyes even more, unable to believe what he saw.

Carl pursed his lips, watching what happened on the stage, his eyes were in a trance, thoughtful.

"All petrified!" Lockhart was in a hurry at this moment, secretly cursing himself that he shouldn't be pretending to be such an asshole, now that it's all right, he's playing it off again.He remembered that there were two spells attached to the suit on his body, and immediately threw one out.

The berserk black snake was hit by the gray-white spell, trembling uncontrollably. Stone chips began to emerge from the slender body of the snake. It kept twisting its body, and layers of debris fell on the stage. , that painful roar shows the suffering it has endured...

"Fractured!"

Lockhart swung his wand again, casting the only lethal spell that came with the Forgiver set.The dazzling red light hit the struggling black snake, violently blasting the black snake into dozens of pieces, the aftermath of the explosion was about to spread into the crowd with the black snake's remnant body.

"Burning flames!"

Snape, who had recovered from the shock just now, made a move, and a blazing flame wafted from the birch wand, burning it up completely, leaving only strands of ashes scattered down, silently recounting the horror that happened just now .

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Justin Fenrey was panting heavily, looking at Harry with horror in his eyes, the snake's cold snake eyes staring at him just now almost suffocated him.

"I~...I just want to keep that snake away from you..."

Harry's little face, which had just had a philosophical exchange with Malfoy, was a little pale, and he waved his hands, defending helplessly.

Due to the chaos caused by the duel between Harry and Malfoy, the little wizard was unwilling to continue after being killed.So Lockhart's dueling class came to an end very quickly.

"Merlin's beard! Harry, you are a Parseltongue! It's too hard for me to believe it! The savior of the wizarding world is a Parseltongue!" On the way out of the auditorium, Ron looked at the sparsely populated aisle. The little wizard still lowered his voice, the shock on his face was no less than Snape's.

"Parseltongue? What does that mean? Are you referring to the scene where I was talking to that snake just now?" Harry frowned and said in a daze. He didn't understand this, and he didn't understand why Ron acted like that. Excited.

He thought about it for a while, and decided to tell Ron and the others about his communication with a big snake from Burma before entering Hogwarts, wanting to learn more about it.

"Owls can understand our speech. So I don't think wizards should have much difficulty in understanding snakes, right?" Harry said with some heaviness in his last hope.

"Although I'm sorry, but~, that's not the case..." Hermione shook her head, and told Harry that Parseltongue and Dark Wizard have almost been equated in the magical world throughout the ages, and it has never changed. ...

"Don't think so badly. I heard that Professor Dumbledore can also speak Parseltongue. Why isn't he a dark wizard? And one of the four founders of Hogwarts also..." Carl comforted said.

"Professor Dumbledore, really? Founder? Which founder? Professor Dumbledore was born in Gryffindor. Is that founder Godric Gryffindor?" Harry asked hurriedly , he desperately hoped that the founder of his own academy would have the same skills as himself.

"No, no, boy, don't you understand? You can tell by looking at the totems of the four colleges. Gryffindor can communicate with lions, so the owner of the Parseltongue talent is naturally Salazar Slytherin Ah! Oh ho ho~..."

(End of this chapter)