The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

Time flew by, and soon, with Lockhart's careful preparation, and while Ricardo was thinking about the source of the threat, the Duel Club gradually began to make arrangements.

"Remember to look arrogant, my good brother," Lockhart kept directing from the side. "Yes, this line must be read like this to raise the tone and make people look smug. As long as you appear to have If you are confident, you are not afraid that others will not think you are confident - this is my many years of experience..."

It’s really not easy for you after so many years.

Ricardo read the manuscript prepared by Lockhart again, his expression was still a little strange, but he still didn't say anything more.This is really a blessing because the opponent is Dumbledore. If it were Flitwick or even Snape, he would definitely hit this guy with the first curse.

"Don't think these lines are exaggerated!" Lockhart saw Ricardo frowning and explained, "As long as I show a different level, then no matter how exaggerated my lines are, they won't think it's too much. Instead, they will think that I am Low profile in reverse!”

No, you really can't.

Ricardo closed his eyes and gave up thinking.Anyway, he will not be the one who dies in the future.

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone hurriedly gathered on the Quidditch pitch.All items related to Quidditch disappeared, and a gilded stage appeared in the center of the pitch, illuminated by hundreds of candles floating in the sky - the candles were suspended by thin silk threads.

The stadium was covered with a velvet-black blanket. Almost all the students from the school came, crowded together, and everyone held their own wands, their faces full of excitement.

"I wonder who will teach us," someone in the chattering crowd said excitedly, "Someone told me that Flitwick was a dueling champion when he was young. Maybe he will teach us."

"Isn't it said in the advertisement? The principal and Lockhart will guide us," someone answered immediately, in a very low voice, "Why is this guy, Lockhart, the principal can't use his full strength..."

"The principal will not use his full strength against anyone. That's Dumbledore!" This is the principal's cook.

"That's right, there is no wizard in this world worthy of our principal's efforts!" Another one.

"But the principal is busy, isn't he?"

"Yeah, I think he just comes to perform once and then leaves. As for the professor who maintains order, I don't think it's just Lockhart."

"In other words, Lockhart may not be the host? After all, he is dueling with Dumbledore, so he must be prepared to enter the hospital wing."

"So, it's really possible that Professor Flitwick is in charge?"

"Maybe Professor Snape!"

"How could it be Snape!"

"It's Professor Snape, you idiot!"

"It's definitely not that old bat...what are you doing?"

"You guys keep making noises slowly. We Hufflepuffs are just passing by for a bite to eat. It will definitely be quiet... Well, would you like some pumpkin pie?"

"You actually...I want two!"

"No! Hufflepuff's life is to eat...well, my bag is full of snacks anyway."

"Hey, aren't we discussing who is the host?"

"Anyway, as long as it's not - Merlin's beard!"

Many people's words turned into groans before they could finish their words, and they saw "Gilderoy Lockhart" walking onto the stage, dazzling in a purple robe.

The person beside him was none other than Albus Dumbledore, still wearing his usual white robes.

Lockhart waved everyone for silence, then shouted: "Come around, come around! Can everyone see me? Can everyone hear me? Great!"

"Well, Professor Dumbledore has allowed me to start this little dueling club, and to train you well, in case you ever need to defend yourself, in the same way that I have used countless times—see my published works for details on this."

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Dumbledore," "Lockhart" said, grinning widely. "He told me that he himself knows a thing or two about dueling, and he is generous. He promised to help me with a small demonstration before class. I said, I don't want to let you little guys worry - after I finish the demonstration with him, I will return your principal to you intact. ,do not be afraid!"

When saying this, Ricardo sighed softly.If Dumbledore was really here, he really wouldn't dare to imitate Lockhart so boldly.

Hopefully... this opponent is worth fighting.

He and Dumbledore turned to each other and bowed.Then they held their wands to their chests like arrows.

"As you can see, we hold our wands in the normal dueling posture," said Lockhart in Ricardo's disguise to the silent crowd. "On the count of three, we cast the first spell. Of course, we Neither one will take the life of the other."

"I wouldn't bet on it."

"Dumbledore" whispered, but Ricardo didn't hear it.

"Then now - let's get ready! One...two...oh, maybe, I am counting a little slowly - right?"

"Smashed to pieces!"

Ricardo raised his wand suddenly over his shoulder, for "Dumbledore" had started to do it at the count of two.A red light flashed, and his spell hit Ricardo so hard that he felt as if he had been hit in the head by a kettle.

How could Dumbledore sneak attack?This thought flashed through Ricardo's mind, and then he thought that this might not be the real Dumbledore.

But, this "Dumbledore"...should be a Gryffindor, right?Then how could he conduct a sneak attack?

With his mind racing, he followed the direction of the curse and released his force, then quickly turned around and the curse flew out.

"Passed out!"

That Dumbledore did not dodge, he raised his hand and cast a spell to counteract it, and then, the tip of his staff emitted a faint green light.

run!Run!

Before Ricardo could react, the creepy feeling from the past few days suddenly came to mind, and the early warning brought by the long-term stay in Silent Alley burst out, more intense than ever before!

"Fluorescent flashes!"

Lumos?How could it be fluorescent flashes?

Could a fluorescent flashing be a threat to him?

Ricardo didn't have time to think, and quickly rolled on the spot to avoid the attack of the green magic spell. However, he heard a few more "swish" sounds, and several identical spells surrounded him along different trajectories, like a pack of evil wolves. They rushed in as a team and attacked the unprepared Ricardo with all their teeth and claws.

Vaguely, Ricardo saw the ground that had been attacked by the "fluorescent flash" before. A large hole was instantly corroded there, and the turbid miasma was entangled above it. He seemed to be able to hear some crying in the middle.

That's definitely not a simple "fluorescent flicker" - no, it's not a "fluorescent flicker" at all!

It is a symbol of killing and death, a representation of the most evil and evil, the most feared nightmare of countless people, and the most obsessed spell of the dark wizard——

Avada Kedavra!

And now, countless identical spells are coming towards him in dense numbers!