Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 102 The Third Attack

Harry also wanted to ask Professor Snape for some more tips. Suddenly, the auditorium was filled with green smoke.

Harry and Professor Snape were both startled. When they looked up, they realized that the auditorium had become chaotic at some point.

Many students in the lower grades did not choose to use magic, but instead entangled their limbs together.

Among the few combinations that used magic, Seamus was kneeling there begging Neville not to die. It seemed that he blew up the stage floor in front of Neville and injured Neville.

Ron and Malfoy didn't know when they became a couple. One of them laughed wildly, and the other danced with his legs involuntarily. His hands were still tightly connected, and his wand fell by his feet.

If not for the look in their eyes that they wanted to kill each other, Harry would have thought they were dancing.

As for the senior students, they were even more ruthless. Two Slytherins had small tentacles sprouting from all over their bodies, and one Gryffindor had leeks sprouting from his nostrils.

How tragic this is!

At this time, Professor Lockhart was jumping up and down in the crowd, shouting loudly:

“Stand up, Ernie, you can do it!

Be careful, Daisy, pinch your nose hard and the nosebleeds will stop in no time.

And Malfoy, Ron, I think you two may be able to stop your current... ballroom dancing with your perseverance? "

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick couldn't stand it anymore.

Is this a professor? God, pinch your nose to stop the bleeding! Are you a wizard?

The two of them dutifully waved their wands to lift the spells on the little wizards, and also helped some of the bleeding little wizards to stop the bleeding.

Professor Snape's face darkened when he saw the miserable state of the Slytherin students. He turned his head and said to Harry in as normal a voice as possible:

"Think about it for yourself first. I'll go treat a few students and then come back."

After saying that, Professor Snape swung his black robe, with a livid face, and walked towards the Slytherin snakes with his wand.

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The subsequent training became much more standardized, and under the guidance of a duel master like Professor Flitwick, many principled issues were corrected.

For example, the most important point is that except in medieval gentleman's duels, do not bow.

Otherwise, your enemy will definitely not mind taking the opportunity to give you a few harsh blows.

When Professor Flitwick participated in the International Wizarding Duel Competition, he saw a pure-blooded boy who had just graduated do this.

At that time, the young boy just bowed slightly and did not look at the other party.

Then he was hit with an explosive curse by the dark wizard on the opposite side and almost died. Moreover, it was forbidden to use the Unforgivable Curse in the game.

As for someone like Professor Lockhart who wanted to bow ninety degrees, Professor Flitwick believed that every opponent would be happy to meet him.

Professor Snape was busy with his affairs and was not continuing to review the relationship with Harry.

So Harry slipped back to Hermione and sat on a chair by the wall, watching her duel with Luna.

Said to be a duel, in fact, the two people could only call it a display of spells at best.

Hermione knew a lot of spells, and petrification spells and disarming spells flew out from the tip of the wand.

But her aim wasn't very good, and Luna was very flexible, so the spells all hit the ground.

As for Luna...a first-year little witch, although she comes from a wizarding family, she can't use decent spells at all.

So in Harley's eyes, the two of them were more like naughty boys playing around.

"Hermione, you should practice your spell accuracy first, shooting fixed targets first, and then slow moving targets..."

Harley spoke out to correct the problems between the two of them and put forward her own understanding.

The training lasted until ten o'clock in the evening and ended after Professor Lockhart announced loudly:

"That's it for today! Let's continue next week!"

Many students curled their lips. next time? Do you want a next time?

If the deans don't come, they will never come again.

However, not many people had the energy to compete with the professor. The students opened the door to the auditorium and began to walk out.

The two of them said goodbye to Luna and walked towards the Gryffindor common room.

On the way, Hermione asked: "As a Ravenclaw, why did Luna go to Gryffindor to find partners for dueling training?"

"Thinking about her behavior on the train, I think an eleven-year-old child might not be particularly accepting, so she would reject Luna!"

Harley said her guess lightly.

Hermione thought about the first few months of her first year, and a look of sympathy appeared on her face.

The two of them had not walked a few steps when a burst of noise suddenly came from the distance.

Harry looked in that direction in surprise. If she remembered correctly, it seemed to be the only way for Ravenclaw students to return to their dormitories.

"What happened over there? Let's go over and take a look!" Hermione suggested.

Harry didn't nod, but quietly reached into his pocket and placed it on a magic mirror.

The psychic vision was activated quietly. After returning to the Happy Witch and being able to use the form of mythical creatures to a certain extent, Harley no longer needed to use specific actions to turn on the psychic vision.

"Luckily, there are two mirrors around." Harley thought to herself, "There is no danger, you can go there with confidence."

After confirming this, Harry agreed with Hermione's suggestion: "I'm quite curious too, let's go over and have a look!"

The two jogged to the scene of the accident.

The place was already surrounded by water, but Harley relied on her flexible body to nimbly carve out a path.

In the middle of the crowd, Professor McGonagall's face was ashen, while Professor Flitwick's eyes were fierce.

In front of the two of them, a Ravenclaw senior was lying there, with a completely broken small mirror beside her.

The senior sister was cold and stiff, as if she had been petrified. And that horrified expression was frozen on her face.

If Harry remembered correctly, she should be the prefect of Ravenclaw's sixth year, Penelope Crevat, a Muggle-born witch.

Harley twitched her nose slightly. Of course, she discovered the smell of snakes at the scene not through smell, but through spiritual perception.

Harley narrowed her eyes slightly. There were not many snakes that could turn people into stone.

However, if the three murder scenes are combined, according to a classmate, there was a large puddle of water around the place where Filch's cat was found, and he slipped and fell because of it.

Nick, who was almost headless, said that when he found Colin, his camera was blown to pieces and the air was filled with a burnt smell.

But now the mirror next to this senior sister was shattered, and it was destroyed in a mystical sense, so Harley was unable to perceive the mirror when she used the magic mirror to activate her spiritual vision.

"There were media around the scenes of the three accidents, so maybe I saw a certain snake through the media?

And the medium weakened the power of the snake itself, leading to the current situation where two people and one cat were petrified? "

Harley quickly peeled off the cocoon and analyzed the situation.

"According to legend, there is a monster in the secret room, and it is a monster that can survive for thousands of years.

Slytherin himself is a Parselmouth and has the ability to control snakes, so this monster should logically be a snake. "

Harry seemed to have thought of something and identified the Slytherin monster controlled by the heir.

Basilisk.

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu and zzt8019 for the reward!)