if i am not me

The news that Professor Binns mentioned the Chamber of Secrets in the history of magic spread like wildfire among the students. While the students seemed more curious about it, they also felt more fearful.

Under the situation of panic all day long, the school proposed a way to divert everyone's attention and improve self-protection ability, that is-Duel Club.

As Harry, Draco, and Ron walked across the hall, they saw a crowd of people huddled around a bulletin board looking at a notice that had just been posted.

As soon as they walked to the bulletin board, Seamus and Dean, who noticed them, called Ron over, with extremely excited expressions on their faces.

"The duel club is about to start!" Seamus said loudly, the voice was so loud that even the three people who were still some distance away from him could hear clearly, "First meeting tonight! Fighting class, awesome, We can always..." He stopped in mid-sentence when he saw Harry and Draco coming after Ron.Although the relationship between Slytherin and several other houses is not as bad as before, the thoughts retained for thousands of years still affect this group of children.

"What? The Duel Club! It's so interesting!" Not paying attention to Seamus' hesitation, Ron rushed directly to the bulletin board, excitedly looking at the latest news. "Harry, Draco, we must go and see."

"It can come in handy," ignoring Seamus' embarrassment, Draco looked at Harry lightly, and said softly, "Shall we go too?"

Harry nodded noncommittally, he didn't want to miss such an interesting event. "Go, go talk to the two of them, and go together at night." Called Ron, who was still moving in the crowd, and the three of them nodded to Seamus and Dean and left the hall, towards the book where Neville and Hermione were. Museum to go.

By the time they reached the auditorium at seven o'clock in the evening, the long tables had disappeared, replaced by a glittering stage.A faint golden light emanated from the deep purple ceiling, filling every corner of the auditorium, and the center of the room was full of students who had been waiting for a long time, and they all carried magic wands without exception.

"I wonder who will teach us?" Hermione said curiously when they approached the chattering crowd. "Someone told me that Professor Foley was a champion fighter when he was young. Maybe it was him."

"Well... if it's really him..." Suddenly, Ron's voice full of pain sounded faintly, because he saw Lockhart, and behind him in black robe, Sneaker with a gloomy face general.Lockhart was wearing his best robes, and his white teeth could be seen on his beautifully curved lips, but no matter how charming his smile was, it couldn't counteract Ron's urge to quit the dueling club on the first day.

Walking onto the stage gracefully, Lockhart ignored the resentful eyes cast by the boys, and while waving his hand to signal for everyone to quiet down, he said in his magnetic voice, "Come here, students, and focus on me."

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Lockhart shook his blond hair gracefully, and said confidently and proudly: "I'm very glad that Professor Dumbledore agreed with me to set up a dueling club to train you, so as to To prepare you for the time when you need to defend yourself, as I have done countless times—the details can be found in my writings."

"First, let me introduce my assistant—Professor Snape," Lockhart said, showing an even brighter smile than before. Provide some temporary help before, of course, I will not worry you young people - you will still have your Potions teacher when I penetrate him. Ah - don't be afraid!" After finishing speaking, he deliberately picked With a smile, all the boys including Harry clenched their wands tightly.

"Wouldn't it be better for them to kill each other?" Ron rolled his eyes and complained in a low voice. Who made the two people standing on the stage disgust him to the extreme.Of course Harry who was standing beside him heard his complaints, and Harry couldn't help chuckling when he heard that, although his feelings for Snape had now turned into admiration, this did not prevent some of the occasional Mischievous thoughts.

But he knew that Ron's wish would not come true, and Lockhart's embroidered pillow would not be able to defeat the master in front of him in his lifetime.Thinking of this, Harry felt that he should reverse Snape's image in Ron's heart, "Ron, actually Snape is good to us."

Glaring Harry angrily, Ron pouted, "That's for you." Ron's words made Harry choke, because he was telling the truth, and Ron couldn't treat him with Snape's behavior. To generate respect, besides resentment, it is fear at best. "I really hope they all end up at Madam Pomfrey's for a week."

Ron finally shut up because of Hermione's glare.Since then, Ron has understood a truth, never insult or curse his idol in front of fans, just like he cursed Lockhart in front of Hermione, that is definitely not a wise behavior.

While speaking, the two professors had already stood on the dueling platform.The audience fell silent again in an instant. Snape and Lockhart bowed to each other, holding their wands like swords in front of their chests.

"As you can see, we hold our wands in this fighting position," Lockhart explained to the silent crowd. "On the count of 'three,' we begin the first spell, Of course our purpose is not to kill each other."

"Okay, here we go, Professor Snape," said Lockhart. "Get ready, one-two-three-"

As soon as the voice fell, the two of them waved their wands at the same time, and Snape shouted: "Expelliarmus! (Expelliarmus)"

After a blinding flash of red light, Lockhart was hit, flying off the stage and crashing into the high wall behind him amidst the surprised eyes of the students.

All of a sudden, the Slytherin students cheered, and even Ron and Neville couldn't help applauding.Only Hermione let out a shrill scream, stomping her feet in anxiety. "Do you think he's okay?" Asking this, she tightly squeezed the not-so-strong arms of Harry and Ron standing beside her.

"Not good!" Harry and Ron said in unison, and the grinning expression made Draco and Neville move sideways, trying to stay away from Hermione at this moment, or her hand.

After a while, Lockhart stood up tremblingly, picked up the dropped hat, and walked back to the stage unsteadily.

"You won!" Forced to smile indifferently, Lockhart said to Snape with a false smile, then staggered to the center of the stage, facing the crowd with different expressions below. "It's 'Acute Arms - as you can see, I've lost my wand - oh, thank you, Miss Brown. It's a good idea to demonstrate, if you don't mind, Professor Snape, I I want to say that I know exactly what you want to do, and it is actually easy for me to stop you."

"However, I think it's very instructive to let them take a look..." Lockhart's boastful words ended in Snape's cold gaze, and with a twist of his tongue, he pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Okay !Now let's practice it, in pairs. Professor Snape, if you'd like to help me..."

Glancing at this clown-like man, Snape began to group the students into groups without saying a word, Draco and Blaise, Harry and Goyle, Neville and Dean, Ron and a Hufflepuff. The boy he knew, and Hermione was staring at each other with Slytherin's Millicent Burst. The strong aura showed that this was a war between girls.

They saluted and attacked each other all night long, and after a duel with Harry, Goyle decided he had a stomach upset and insisted that Crabbe send him back to his dormitory.In this regard, Harry could only look helplessly at the backs of the two who left in a hurry, and searched for training objects again.Unfortunately, after half an hour, Harry couldn't find a new partner. Those people were either intimidated by Harry's unexpected attack, or they didn't bother to fight against a second-year boy.As a result, Harry, who was extremely bored, could only keep giving advice to others when they were practicing. Although those opinions were deeply despised by Draco and others, he still enjoyed it.

After Neville won the duel again, there was another loud applause from around him, which really flattered the shy boy. After all, after the Mrs. Norris incident, people treated him much colder.Although he didn't particularly care because of the relationship between Harry and the others, as a boy who was only 12 years old, the influence of the surrounding environment on him could not be ignored.

Harry put his hands on Ron's shoulders and whistled the whistle he had just learned, staring at Neville's opening and closing mouths as he said these modest thanks with seemingly enthusiastic eyes, but he was thinking about Neville's old tongue.He didn't accidentally expose a talent that is different from ordinary people like himself, so everything is different, but, does he know that his talent is the so-called old tongue?

He believed that even if Neville knew that his talent was old-fashioned, he would never expose it foolishly.Neville is different from him. For Neville, who has lived in the magic world since he was a child, he will not be ignorant of the meaning of the old tongue. What's more, he is also a "boy who survived" in a very special situation.Harry could imagine everyone's reaction when he had the Slytherin mark on him - because he had experienced it himself.

However, Harry also believed that no one knew the connection between the "Boy Who Lived" and Voldemort before he exposed his old ways of snakes, which led him to even fantasize that if he hadn't revealed that he would be a snake The fact of language, will everything be different...

"Why are you in a daze?" Bryce's wand was knocked out again, and Draco, who had returned victoriously, patted Harry and pulled him back to his wandering thoughts.

His train of thought was interrupted suddenly, Harry blinked before shaking his head with a smile. "It's nothing. It's you, the movements are getting more and more agile."

Already accustomed to Harry's habit of wandering into space, Drake didn't care much and continued to pay attention to the new round of competition on stage.

At the end of the night, the emotions of several people were very high, and Ron even praised Hermione for her excellent performance, "Oh, Hermione, you must teach me. Your last move is so handsome, I'm sure Millicent will want to take a detour when she meets you in the future!"

This remark made the other boys feel sympathetic, why didn't they usually see that Hermione, who was so bookish, was so ruthless?Sure enough, women are not easily offended.

"Of course, that's what I'm best at." Hermione said with a smile after accepting the flattery from Ron and the others.Only in front of them, she didn't need to show those hypocritical politeness, so Hermione in front of them was the most real and lovely her.

"Okay, okay, it's almost nine o'clock now, let's talk tomorrow if you have anything to say." Seeing that they had a tendency to continue chatting, Harry interrupted—he couldn't predict the future direction at this moment. In extraordinary times, we have to be more cautious.Neville nodded when he heard that, the boy really didn't want anything to happen again.

Seeing the anxiety on Neville's brows return due to the darkness of the night, Harry secretly made up his mind. Because of his fate after rebirth, he didn't want to be controlled by anyone again—whether it was himself, or those around him. A friend with a green face.