The little life of a platinum darling

In the middle of the night, Feverret lay prone on his bed, his eyes fixed on the serpentine sculpture on the bedpost.In the bed with the curtains drawn, there is only a little dim light from the tip of the wand after using Lumos (fluorescent flashes). Due to the effect of the silencing spell, no outside sound can come in at all, and of course, the reverse is also the same.

"Hi," said Fivenret.

Ah Er next to him shook his head: "Master speaks English."

"Uh...really?" He stared at the small sculpture more seriously, "Hello." Then he looked at Ah Er.

But Ah Er still shook his head: "Master speaks English."

Feiwenruite spread out on the bed all of a sudden: "It's not enough to just say Hello for an hour, I think I can understand at most, don't expect to be able to speak snake language."

"Master, it's 49 minutes."

Feiwenruite suddenly turned to look at Ah Er: "I said an hour is an hour!" Then he shouted at the sculpture as if venting: "Hello, hello, hello, hello!" Then he turned and looked up. Lying in the middle of the bed about to give up.

"Master's pronunciation is unrecognizable to Ah Er." Ah Er's reaction was definitely not within Feiwenruite's expectation.So, what he just said should be snake language?He succeeded?

So he cheered up again and looked at the little snake with hope: "I'm Feveret Malfoy."

"Master speaks English." Ah Er hit Fei Wenruite again with his flat, emotionless voice.

"Two! Shut up for me!"

"Duel Club? Who came up with the idea?" Draco looked at the bulletin board outside the lounge, the corners of his eyes twitching a bit: "Do you want everyone to participate?"

"It's just that everyone must attend the first class, and it will pass in two hours." Blaise patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

Draco nodded reluctantly: "Okay, okay, I just hope that the professor in the class has some real talents and knowledge, instead of just passing by in a perfunctory way."

"But I don't believe that the dueling club is of any help to this incident. If the thing in the secret room is some kind of monster, can you expect it to bow to you first and then walk a few steps back and shout to start?" Pansy said nothing. Politely complain.

"That being said, I don't know which professor played the trick. No matter what, we still have to check it out." Feverret said.

Blaise opened his thick notebook: "It is said that Prof Lockhart went to find Dumbledore, so it is very likely that the professor in class is this vase."

"No way..." The three groaned at the same time.

"What can he teach us? How to drive away a monster with a smile?" Draco asked.

"Or influence it with a smile?" Feverett looked at their expressions amusedly, and teased.

"No, Feverret, your joke is not funny at all." Blaise stroked his forehead.

"Actually, I really want to ask him what brand of skin care products he uses. In fact, his skin is very well maintained, Draco." Pansy's thoughts completely turned in another direction .

"That said, that's the only point I agree with him." Draco agreed, "I think we'd better go to class first, and then go and see what play that vase is going to show us in the hall in the afternoon."

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After the disaster of the Cornish elves in the first lesson, Lockhart never dared to use any dangerous species in the classroom.What I do most often is to pick out a few students at the beginning of each class, and cooperate with him to perform a whole class drama with the content of his novels as the script.And those girls would watch it happily and scream frequently.

This morning's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, presumably there will be no changes.

But in the afternoon it was different——

The four long tables in the hall were folded together, covered with thick blankets, and arranged like a duel arena.The long table is surrounded by students from grades [-] to [-], and students from senior grades will participate tomorrow.

There was a lot of noise in the hall, and Draco led the entire second-year Slytherin into the hall, and the Slytherins in front automatically made way for him, and he led Pansy Brace and Fever Ritter to go. Go to the front.

After a while, there was a screaming sound near the door. They looked up and saw Gilderoy Lockhart walking onto the stage, wearing a purple robe, combing his hair meticulously, waving his wand, Smile brightly.The person next to him who came up with him was none other than Prof Snape, still wearing his usual black clothes, with a serious face, striding beside him, the expression on his face perfectly interpreted What does it mean to keep strangers away.

"Oh, it's the dean!" Blaise almost cried out in surprise, "Why didn't I hear the news?"

"The important thing is not this, but with the dean here, I can't ask Lockhart for his beauty secrets!" Pansy looked at his notebook with disgust, not understanding why her friend had such a habit.

Seeing Draco nodding to Pansy approvingly, Feverret suppressed the urge to touch his forehead.Come on, that's not the point, is it?

While walking, Lockhart posed a few posses handsomely. I have to say that his looks are really outstanding, and he knows how to take advantage of this.Then he waved his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet: "Come around, come around! Okay, can each of you see me? Can you all hear me? Great!"

"I thought some of you would like to know why we're here. Well, what's happened in the interim makes me think you need that knowledge, and Professor Dumbledore has allowed me to start this little dueling club , fully train everyone, so that when you need to defend yourself one day, you can immediately adopt the method I have used countless times to protect yourself-well, if you want to know the details of this, I recommend you to read my publication A series of works." Then he pulled Prof Snape beside him, but unfortunately Snape was still standing there without moving, and he didn't seem to feel the displeasure at all, he was still very enthusiastic and smiled very much Can Lan: "Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape, he told me that he himself knows a thing or two about duels, and he generously agreed to help me with a small demonstration before class. Don't worry, I don't want to worry you little guys, after we finish the demonstration, I will return your Potions Professor to you intact, don't be afraid!"

Snape's upper lip curled up, first glanced around at the lowered students, and then fixed his gaze firmly on Lockhart.

"That vase is over..." Draco didn't know whether to feel sorry for him or find it funny that he dared to say that about his godfather.

"I don't understand why he can still laugh when he sees the dean's expression. He doesn't seem to feel anything at all. I don't think the dean's ability has regressed." Blaise glanced around because Prof. The students took a huge step back at Nepe's glance.

"I can only wish him good luck. I hope he still has the strength to say his beauty secrets before he dies." Pansy gloated and pretended to pray.

Feiwenruite looked at the three people watching the show, the corners of his mouth twitched.

But there seemed to be some people in Gryffindor on the opposite side who were very excited, staring at Lockhart with piercing eyes, and Feverret could vaguely hear the red-haired Weasley talking to a boy next to him. Talk in a self-confidently low voice: "Wouldn't it be great if they both lost their fight?"

Lockhart and Snape on the stage turned to face each other and bowed.At least Lockhart is bowing, his waist is bent very standard, and the hand holding the wand moves a lot of tricks.Snape just shook his head impatiently, looking at him like he was looking at some rubbish.

Then, holding their wands like swords to their chests, they turned: "As you can see, we hold our wands in the usual dueling position," Lockhart said to the silent crowd. Go forward, and on the count of three, we will cast the first spell. Of course, this is only a demonstration, and neither of us will take the other's life."

"Not necessarily."

Seeing the malicious gleam in Snape's eyes, Feverret agreed with Draco's words from the bottom of his heart.

"one two Three--"

As soon as the words were finished, the two turned back at the same time, and raised their wands violently over their shoulders.

Lockhart still seems to want to play Poss to be handsome.Just to hear Snape yell, "Expelliarmus (expelliarmus)!"

Suddenly, a dazzling red light flashed and shot straight at him.Lockhart was knocked off his feet, as if he'd been punched in the stomach, and flew backwards off the ledge, hitting the wall, before sliding back down, curled up on the floor.

"Ah..." The audience became noisy, some were gloating, worried, surprised...it was a mess.

The Slytherin students applauded his headmaster, and Draco glanced at Lockhart who was lying on the ground: "Look, this is the end of the dead end."

The girls pushed forward one by one, wanting to care about Lockhart who fell and couldn't tell which was which.

After a long time, he slowly got up from the floor.He took the wand that was sent flying by a girl next to him, and expressed his thanks with a dazzling smile.

His hat fell off, and his pure golden wavy curls stood up a little.He staggered onto the ledge again: "It's a Disarming Charm, and as you can see, I lost my wand," and then he looked at Snape, "Yes, Prof Snape Pu, it's a good idea to show the students this trick. But don't mind me saying this, your intentions for doing this move just now are obvious. If I want to stop you, it will be easy. I I think, in order to increase their knowledge, let them have a look."