[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

By mid-December, they finally had a first draft of the security white paper. Since professors from various subjects were recruited one after another during the writing process, Principal Dumbledore had already heard about it, and he just sat in the principal's office waiting for them to deliver it to his door.

He listened attentively to the children's suggestions about the safety system, and solemnly took the safety white paper they had drafted with both hands, assuring them that he would discuss the matter with the professors.

"What you said makes sense." Dumbledore said, "We should indeed do something. The words 'prevention beforehand, control during the incident, and review afterward' sum it up very well."

"Accident simulation drill..." he muttered thoughtfully, "you should really gain more practical experience."

Now that Principal Dumbledore has nodded on this matter, the professors have quickly taken action - several courses have quietly added a section on safety knowledge training, and corresponding safety regulations and rules have also been posted in each classroom. Warning slogan. The seniors of the student union were called to a meeting. After they came back, they took turns to patrol different places with their duty armbands, and promptly stopped unsafe behaviors, such as throwing magic spells at each other in the corridor (I am criticizing a certain Lions Academy and A snake farm), greatly reducing Mr. Filch’s work pressure.

Less than a week later, while students were still adjusting to the new rules, a new notice was posted on the bulletin board in the foyer.

"Duel-Duel-Club!" Seamus read out word for word, and he couldn't control himself with excitement, "It's happening today! The first meeting tonight, at eight o'clock, in the auditorium. I'm not opposed to learning Some dueling lessons may come in handy one day..." He hinted mysteriously.

"What? Do you think the monsters in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets will behave themselves and duel with you?" Ron sneered, but he also read the notice with great interest.

"It'll always work," Harry said.

"You said..." Hermione asked them quietly, as they were walking into the Great Hall, planning to have a meal. "Could this be the simulation exercise that Principal Dumbledore came up with?"

"It's possible," Tom said. "I'd rather know who will teach us."

So at eight o'clock in the evening, they hurried to the auditorium. The long dining table had disappeared, and a gilded stage appeared along one wall, decorated with great detail and ostentation, and gleaming under the light of hundreds of candles floating above.

"I have an ominous feeling when I see this style of decoration..." Ron swallowed and said.

Tom rubbed his temples with a headache and discussed with Harry: "How about you go back and hide for a while?"

Harry looked around and shook his head with a wry smile.

The surroundings were already crowded with students, and Harry even wondered if the whole school was here. It's already very difficult to squeeze in. Want to squeeze out again against the flow of people? It's easier to use the Flying Curse to summon a broom to fly away.

Of course, how many people will be hit by the broom flying straight over during the summoning process is another matter. Harry wasn't going to deduct all the points from Gryffindor in one go.

"Maybe Professor Flitwick will teach us." Hermione comforted, "I heard that he was a dueling champion when he was young."

Before she finished speaking, Gilderoy Lockhart came out from behind the curtain. Wearing a purple robe, he stood on the stage looking forward to the glory. He was very radiant, as if the two-week suspension from school had no impact on him.

"Merlin..." Harry sighed painfully.

The only thing that could comfort him was that the other person standing by Lockhart's side was Professor Snape. Snape was still wearing his usual black robes and looked at the dark students in the audience with an expressionless expression.

Lockhart smiled broadly and waved enthusiastically in every direction, shouting: "Come around! Come around! Can everyone see me? Can everyone hear me? Great!"

"I miss you so much - do you miss me?"

Lockhart heard the cheers of the students below with satisfaction and nodded repeatedly. 7K妏揩

Tom rolled his eyes.

"This is the case. Professor Dumbledore allowed me to open this small dueling club to fully train everyone in case you need to defend yourself one day, so that you can use the method I have used countless times to protect yourself - For details on this, please read my published works!”

"Next, let me introduce to you my assistant - Professor Snape!" Lockhart made a very exaggerated bow, and when he stood up, he waved his hand and almost hit Snape's hooked nose - Snape gave him a dark look.

"Professor Snape told me that he himself knew a thing or two about dueling, and he generously offered to help me with a small demonstration before class. I said, I don't want to let you guys Cute little things, worry - after I finish demonstrating with him, I will return your Potions Master intact to you, don't be afraid!"

Snape grinned. It was more like a beast baring its teeth before hunting than a smile.

"If Snape looked at me like that," Ron muttered under his breath, "I would run as far as I could without looking back."

But Lockhart still smiled, and Snape turned to face each other, and then bowed. At least Lockhart bent down gracefully, and his specially tailored wizard robes outlined his perfect waistline - Tom heard someone whistle at the tip of his ear. Snape just shook his head impatiently.

Then they both held their wands to their chests like swords.

"As you can see," explained Lockhart, "we first bowed to each other, then held our wands in a normal dueling posture, and counting from one to three, we cast the first spell."

"Of course," he smiled his signature smile to the silent crowd, "neither of us will take the other's life. This is just a small demonstration."

Harry watched Snape curl up the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but shudder.

"I wouldn't bet on that," Harry whispered.

"He should have been alert when Professor Snape offered to help with the demonstration." Tom said, "I dare say that Professor Snape has been patient for a long time and has been waiting for an honest opportunity to teach him a lesson." ——”

"Who wouldn't be," said Hermione.

"Wow!" Ron looked at Hermione in disbelief, "Listen! Hermione actually said this!"

Hermione smacked him.

At this time, Lockhart had already shouted "Three!", so the two of them raised their wands at the same time, and there was a cruel light in Snape's eyes——

"Expelliarmus!" Snape read quickly and urgently, and a dazzling red light rushed towards Lockhart, knocking him away with a bang. Lockhart flew high off the stage, hit the wall with another loud bang, and then slowly slid back down.

"Yeah!" Malfoy and several other Slytherin students took the lead in applauding.

Snape withdrew his hand with a satisfied smile on his lips.