Hogwarts Ordnance Manual

As the saying goes, he who knows others is wise, and he who knows himself is wise. Dudley is a very self-aware person. This clear self-awareness also provides a good basis for his actions. He does not fight an uncertain battle, but once the battle begins, he will To move forward courageously.

Dudley was like this, Lockhart was at the other extreme.

Early in the morning, Ron and Hermione came to visit Harry. Harry told everyone about the information Dobby brought. Ron insisted that it was Malfoy who opened the Chamber of Secrets, and it was the old Malfoy who opened the Chamber of Secrets decades ago. .

Because Colin was lying in the hospital like a dead man, the professors were at their wits' end these days. They could only hope that the mandrake in the greenhouse would mature quickly, but no one was sure whether the medicine would be useful. After all, there was something about snakes. There are too few strange records.

Students are becoming more and more suspicious, rumors are flying everywhere, everyone gathers in small groups and dare not act alone, and "talismans" born in various cultures are widely circulated, such as onions, voodoo dolls, and half-broken reptile tails ( It may also be an amphibian)...

Just after class that day, Dudley met the Harry trio in the hall and greeted him from a distance.

"I heard from Seamus and Dean that the school announced a new activity!" Ron looked very excited.

"I hope it's not just about catching trolls in the Forbidden Forest..." Harry was recovering from a serious injury, but felt that his physical strength had not yet fully recovered.

While the four of them were bickering, they came to the bulletin board and saw a large piece of parchment posted in the middle, with pictures and text written on it: The Duel Club is officially opened!Tonight is the first gathering, and all teachers and students of the school can attend.

Children, who can resist the excitement of "Duel"?After studying Defense Against the Dark Arts for several years, most people have never used it, and everyone will have itchy hands.

Ron asked around and came back: "Lockhart thought of it! What a brilliant idea!"

"Trust me, Lockhart can't have any good ideas..." Harry muttered under his breath, earning a glare from Hermione.

Although Lockhart's activities were obvious to everyone, the four of them agreed to go take a look. Dudley wanted to see the effects of different offensive and defensive magic to prepare for future battles.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Dudley hurried to the auditorium, which was already crowded.

The long dining table in the auditorium is long gone, and a glittering golden stage has been set up along one wall, which is even grander than Halloween.Hundreds of candles floated under the dark, velvety ceiling, illuminating the stage as bright as day.

Almost all the students came, rubbing shoulders one after another. Everyone was holding their wands and looking excited. Only Dudley had a quill and notebook in his hand.

"Boss Dudley, I didn't expect you to be so... studious!" Philo squeezed in next to Dudley. He was very similar to Hermione in that he had very good grades in all subjects, and he was also the representative of "study" in the eyes of professors. And he only brought his wand today.

"Boss Dudley, do you want me to help you squeeze over to Miss Weasley or Miss Granger?" Philo whispered.

"That's enough! I want to watch the game!" Dudley rolled his eyes.

"Boss Dudley, who do you think is going to teach us how to duel?" Philo obviously wasn't that easy to drive away.

"Here~ who else can it be?" Dudley pointed to the stage. Lockhart was jumping on it wearing a purple robe. He walked through the crowd gracefully and appeared elegantly, like an international superstar.

"I think Professor Flitwick is better..." Philo expressed his opinion tactfully.

Lockhart's voice was impassioned, and after a "simple" introduction, he announced his assistant today—Professor Snape, who was dressed in black robes and had a poker face.

"Professor Snape told me that he also knows a thing or two about dueling. Although he is far less experienced than me, he generously agreed to help me give a small demonstration before class!" Lockhart grinned. He opened his mouth and said non-stop: "Don't worry, don't worry, I won't let you little guys worry, I will return your Potions teacher to you intact! After all, I have already mastered my duel magic. You can send and receive freely and with any strength!”

Dudley couldn't figure out where he got so much confidence. If he had chosen Professor Sprout (herbology class) or Professor Kettleburn (magical creatures class), he could still understand that picking Snape would mean nothing more than his own. As an insult, he really didn't know what other words to use to describe it.

Despite this, there were still many students in the audience who supported Lockhart. Of course, many people had the same idea as Ron, expecting both of them to suffer a loss.

The two of them bowed like knights in the Middle Ages, and then each took ten steps back.The difference is that Snape has a solemn face and clean movements, while Lockhart is more like an opera singer, with a lot of tricks on his hands.

While introducing, the two people made a starting position similar to "fencing" and shouted three, two, one to attack together.

Some girls even covered their eyes with their hands, not sure if they were afraid that Lockhart would be killed on the spot or that Snape would be splattered with blood.

The victory or defeat was determined in an instant. Snape read out "Expelliarmus!" at a super fast speed, and Lockhart was still hesitating whether to use a stun spell or a summoning spell when he was hit by a red light. His body suddenly flew back, not only flying out of the more than ten meters long stage, but also hitting the back wall, then sliding down and curling up on the floor. His wand flew dozens of meters away. It was picked up by a student.

People let out long exclamations, while the Slytherin students clapped and cheered desperately. Snape was their dean, so the students were naturally proud.

Regardless of other people's reactions, Dudley quickly took note of Snape's posture when he released the spell, the intonation of the spell, the accent, the speed of his speech, etc. He also noted down the characteristics of his gaze and the path of the red light of the spell. No one could compare. He knew that in terms of offensive magic, Snape was number one in the school, even slightly behind Dumbledore and Flitwick.

There were not many opportunities to watch Snape demonstrate a textbook-level disarming spell at such a close distance. Dudley had to quickly record the details he observed. He never thought that he was a genius with extraordinary talent and a photographic memory, so he would seize every opportunity. Getting stronger is his motto.

"Dursley! Dursley!" Lockhart's voice came from the stage. God knows how he resolved the embarrassment and climbed onto the stage again. Anyway, at this time he suggested that two students come on stage to give it a try.

Everyone is used to Dudley's "absent-mindedness". Every time the teacher calls him, he has to respond more than three times before he responds, and everyone bursts into laughter.

"Brother Weasley recommended you to me, come up! I heard that you are very talented in duels!" Lockhart said enthusiastically.

Dudley was stunned and glared at George and Fred opposite him, their expressions changed drastically.Needless to say, Lockhart was originally going to pick Harry, but the twins knew that Harry's arm had just healed, and they happened to have seen him kill a strong man who took advantage of him, so they recommended him to Lockhart.

"Come on up, don't be shy!" Lockhart smiled broadly, and Malfoy climbed onto the stage, looking gearing up.

"Hey! Dursley, I heard someone said that you are a squib. It can't be true!" Malfoy said loudly. The word "squib" is a very high insult to wizards, but Dudley didn't feel it at all.

"Haha... Since you want to humiliate yourself..." Dudley stuffed his notebook and quill into his pocket and raised his eyebrows.