gray eye to gray eye

……

Sure enough, even this can be said to have exceeded the scope of mischief and personal injury.

Gryffindor pretended to be representing the house and dropped the gemstone hourglass, and then Potter apologized to the injured students one by one, plus half a month of confinement, this was the final result of this matter.

That night, when Severus returned to his office, the Medusa statue on the doorknob immediately swam around eagerly, angrily "hissing".

Severus frowned, and as soon as he entered the office paper, he immediately noticed that someone had moved the medicine cabinet, and the two cabinets containing the relatively rare bicorn horn and African tree snake skin were hastily closed.Severus opened the two cabinets, and the medicinal materials inside were a bit messy...

What kind of potions are made of bicorn horn and African tree snake skin must immediately come to Severus's mind, "Miss who thinks she knows it all!"

Then, the following Potions class was Potter's trio hell, no matter how much Miss Granger tried to add in other classes, it couldn't offset the points deducted by Professor Snape!

This little girl who regards the honor of the college as her own responsibility is almost nervous all day long, carrying a huge schoolbag every day, as if she carries all the textbooks with her, staring at the books even between meals, hoping to answer all the questions from the teacher... …

After a week of this, we were walking through the hall one day when we suddenly saw a small group of people gathered around the bulletin board, reading a bulletin that had just been pinned.

Several Gryffindor students were extremely excited and yelled loudly at Potter and his party surrounding them.

"They're starting a dueling club!"

Draco raised an eyebrow, looking interested.

"First meeting tonight! No objection to taking some dueling lessons, which may come in handy someday..."

Over there, Gryffindor continued to make noise regardless of the occasion.

"What, did you think Slytherin monsters would duel?" Weasley laughed out loud after he finished speaking.

"Slytherin monster!" Daphne snorted coldly, "Maybe our Slytherin pair is indeed a monster!"

Since Weasley insulted the founder of Slytherin last time, Daphne has been staring at Weasley all the time, as long as he insults Slytherin again with his words and deeds, he will immediately go back to his usual gentleness and sharp irony.

"Nonsense, this sharp-toothed yellow-haired dog..." Weasley almost jumped up.

"Weasley, doesn't your family have nothing but children? At least you should respect girls a little bit!" Draco said contemptuously with his hands folded on his chest.

As soon as this was said, Potter and the others immediately glared at Draco.

"Malfoy, it doesn't matter, what about your Malfoy's house? Your house must be full of dark magic items than Malfoy Manor..."

……

At the moment when Draco and Potter had drawn out their wands, Professor McGonagall appeared in the hall.

The two glared at each other fiercely, quickly put away their wands, and entered the auditorium...

"Draco, Daphne, if you want to say, for someone like Weasley, it's actually the best way to ignore him! Otherwise, um, like just now, it's a bit of a waste of value!" Pulling out the chair, beside Draco sit down.

"Hmph!" Draco snorted, and gracefully unfolded the napkin in front of him.

Daphne smiled apologetically.

"Oh, never mind, honey, never mind that, it's one of Draco's rare pleasures, isn't it?" Blaise winked at Draco.

Suddenly realized and nodded, and began to scoop up his favorite food.

Draco frowned in disgust, "Don't act like that in front of your face, Blaise!"

After enjoying a sumptuous dinner, we returned to the low-heat public lounge in Heihu and took a short rest.

Now it's cold and windy outside, and we no longer go for a walk by the Black Lake.

Now that Draco was interested, we returned to the auditorium on time at eight o'clock in the evening.

The long dining table in the auditorium disappeared, and along one wall appeared a gilded stage, lit by hundreds of candles floating overhead.The ceiling became as dark as velvet again, and almost all the students from the school came, crowded together, everyone scooping up their own wands, their faces full of excitement.

Draco was also eager to try with his wand raised, Crabbe and Goyle automatically guarded him.

They didn't squeeze past, leaning against the wall and watching from a distance.

Soon, the decision seems to be quite wise!

Lockhart walked onto the stage, wearing a fuchsia robe, he probably used some kind of magic, and seemed to be glowing slightly, and beside him stood Professor Snape!

Lockhart waved for silence, then yelled: "Come around, come around! Can everyone see and hear talk? Great!"

He jumped up and down on the stage with exaggerated movements like a speech, "Well, Professor Dumbledore allowed this little dueling club to be fully trained, in case we need to defend ourselves one day, in a way that has been used countless times Protect yourself - see publications for details on this."

"Now, let me introduce my assistant—Professor Snape," Lockhart said, grinning, "He told me that he knew a thing or two about duels himself, and he generously agreed , to help with a small demonstration before the class. Said, I don’t want to worry these little guys-after the demonstration with him is over, I will return my potions teacher to you intact, don’t be afraid!”

The Slytherin made an undisguised "hush".

Professor Snape's upper lip curled upwards in a rare way.

Next, Lockhart and Professor Snape turned to face each other and bowed.At least Lockhart bowed, flipping his hands a lot, and Professor Snape seemed to just shake his head impatiently.Then they held their wands like arrows to their chests.

Everyone stared nervously at the stage.

"As you can see, you hold your wands in the usual dueling position," Lockhart suddenly called out to the silent crowd. "On the count of three, we cast the first spell. Of course, none of us will Take the opponent's life."

"One—two—three—" They both jerked their wands over their shoulders at the same time.

Professor Snape quickly shouted, "Disarm!"

There was a flash of bright red light, and Lockhart was knocked off his feet and flew backwards off the stage, hitting the wall, before sliding back down, curled up on the floor.

Draco started applauding along with the few other Slytherins standing in front.

"Oh, Professor Lockhart, do you think he's all right?" Hermione Granger shrieked loudly.

Lockhart himself staggered to his feet, his tall ornate hat off and his wavy curls standing on end.

"Okay, everyone saw it!" He re-entered the stage crookedly, thanks to his embarrassment, he can still boast, "This is a disarming spell-as we have seen, lost The magic wand... However, don't mind if I say it this way, the intention of doing this just now is obvious. If you want to stop it, you don't need to do anything. I think, in order to increase their knowledge, let them see..."

Professor Snape stood on the edge of the stage with a gloomy face, twitching the corners of his mouth with a murderous expression.

It is suspected that the professor is willing to be Lockhart's assistant just to take the opportunity to teach him a lesson!

Lockhart probably noticed it at this time, and said in a hurry: "This is the end of the demonstration! Now come among us, and divide us into groups of two..."

Brace stood opposite Pansy, Daphne smiled, and the two of us stood together.

Professor Snape deliberately separated Potter and Weasley's golden combination, and put Draco in the same group as Potter.

"As for Miss Granger - you can pair up with Miss Millicent!" Professor Snape said with a sneer.

"Yes, Professor!"

Draco walked over with a smug smile on his face.

Millicent was a tall, strong, stocky girl with a thick chin.

This kind of appearance of girls is quite unpleasant in normal times, but it is quite useful at this time.

Hermione Granger forced a smile at her.

Millicent also ignored...

"To our partners!" Lockhart returned to the stage, shouting, "Bow!"

Both Draco and Potter barely nodded their heads, they were staring at each other intently, and there was a lot of tension between them.

"Raise your wand and get ready! On the count of three, cast a spell, disarm—just disarm—we don't want accidents. One—two—three—"

Then, in less than 30 seconds, the scene completely spiraled out of control.

Draco fell to the ground and panted unnaturally, and Potter's legs twitched ridiculously and uncontrollably, as if dancing a kind of jig.

A strange cloud of smoke filled the entire venue.

Neville and Justin were lying on the floor, panting; Ron was grabbing gray-faced Seamus and apologizing for what he had done with his broken wand; while Hermione and Millicent were still on the move; Millicent Clamping Hermione's head, Hermione screamed in pain, both of their wands were forgotten on the floor...

"Say, just disarm!" Lockhart yelled to the fighting crowd in horror from above, "Stop! Stop!"

"The spell stops!"

Professor Snape sneered, and waved his wand at Draco and Potter...

……

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