[Comprehensive Master HP] Stupid Human

Word spread throughout the school Monday morning that Colin Creevey had been attacked and now lay dead in his hospital room.Suddenly, rumors were flying in the school, and everyone was suspicious.The first-year students are now always moving together in small groups, as if they are afraid that if they act alone, they will be attacked.

"We need to hurry up and ask about Malfoy's Chamber of Secrets," Ron said to Hermione.

"However, the horns of bicorns and the skin of African tree snakes needed for compound soup can only be obtained in Professor Snape's private storage room. You don't want to be caught by Professor Snape?" Hermione looked helplessly. ron.

"Why don't we just ask Draco?" Harry stood in the doorway, watching them.Hermione and Harry looked at each other, "This..." Hermione hesitated a little, Slytherin hated Muggles.she's a little scared

"That evil S..." Ron's words were blocked by Harry, "Draco is not bad, he won't harm us, we are not enemies, are we?" Seeing that Ron was still hesitant, Harry He waved at his door, "Come on, let's try"

Ron was cruel and grabbed Harry's hand, "Brother, trust you once!"

But they never had a chance, Draco was always accompanied in and out.A week passed in a blink of an eye, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas excitedly called them over. "They're starting a dueling club!" said Seamus.

"First meeting tonight. I have no objection to taking some dueling lessons, which may come in handy someday..."

After dinner, the long dining tables in the auditorium disappeared, and a gilded stage appeared along one wall, illuminated by hundreds of candles floating overhead.The ceiling was once again as black as velvet, and almost all the students from the school came, crowded together, each holding his own wand, and his face was full of excitement.

"I don't know who's going to teach us," said Hermione, as they slid sideways into the chattering crowd. "I've been told that Flitwick was a dueling champion when he was young, so maybe he's going to teach us. But I I hope it's Professor Arendelle!" Everyone was very excited.

Lockhart stepped onto the stage, resplendent in his fuchsia robes, and beside him was none other than Snape, still in his usual black.Aisha was wearing a dark green dress, embroidered with silver auspicious cloud patterns, and black boots. She sat aside and looked at them with a smile.

Lockhart waved for silence, then shouted, "Come around, come around! Can everyone see me and hear me? That's great! Well, Professor Dumbledore has given me permission to start this little business." Small dueling clubs, fully training everyone in case you ever need to defend yourself, defend yourself in the same way I have used countless times - for details on this, please see my published works. "Let me introduce my Assistant Professor Snape," Lockhart said, grinning widely,

"He told me that he knew a thing or two about dueling himself, and he graciously agreed to help me with a little demonstration before class. I said, I don't want to worry you little fellows— After I have finished demonstrating with him, I will return your Potions teacher to you intact, don't be afraid! Professor Arendelle will also watch and learn, we welcome" Lockhart boasted shamelessly.

After both bowed, they held their respective wands like arrows to their chests. "As you can see, we hold our wands in the normal dueling position," Lockhart said to the silent crowd. "On the count of three, we cast the first spell. Of course, none of us would take The opponent's life."

"One--two--three--" Both of them jerked their wands over their shoulders at the same time.Snape yelled, "Expelliarmus!" There was a flash of blinding red light, and Lockhart was knocked off his feet.He flew backwards off the stage, hit the wall, and slid down, curled up on the floor.For the first time ever, everyone applauded Snape, er, only the boys.The girls were all worried, and even Hermione, who was calm and smart, covered her mouth and gasped, "Is he all right?"

"Well, you see!" said he, staggering back onto the stage, "it's a disarming charm—as you can see, I lost my wand—oh, thank you Miss Brown. Yes, Professor Snape, it's a good idea to show them this trick, but don't mind me saying that, your intentions for doing this just now are obvious. If I want to stop You don't need to do anything. I think, in order to increase their knowledge, let them see..." Snape glared at Lockhart fiercely.

Elsa's hands were itchy when she saw it, "Professor Lockhart, why don't I be your opponent. My wand is not very good, please enlighten me." Elsa walked forward with a light smile, watching Elsa step forward, The students on that side automatically give way.On Aisha's side of the stage appeared one step after another of crystal clear stairs. Aisha stood in front of Snape, "Professor Snape, let me experience Professor Lockhart's clever tricks."Snape hooked his lips. He probably knew Elsa's strength, so he left the stage.

"Ha, ha, ha" Lockhart laughed dryly, "Alright, for the sake of fairness, Professor Arendelle also took out his wand."

Aisha pulled out her wand from her cuff, "Pay attention to my movements." Aisha did not forget to tell the students to study.With a flick of the wand, two streaks of light were emitted, one scattered around Lockhart, and the other struck Lockhart directly.Lockhart slammed into the invisible wall and slumped on the ground, his wand at his feet.

Elsa moved Lockhart and his wand into the corner with the Levitation Charm.I don't care about him anymore

"Professor Snape, can you compete with me if you have the chance?" Aisha looked at Snape with burning eyes.Snape raised his eyebrows, "As you wish, Miss Arendelle."

Out of nowhere, Lockhart's eyes flashed red and he picked up his wand.The head of his wand exploded.Everyone watched in horror, only to see a long black snake suddenly jump out from inside, landed heavily on the floor between them, then raised its head, ready to attack.The crowd screamed and dodged back quickly to make way for the clearing.

"Don't move, Potter," said Snape lazily, watching Harry stand motionless, staring at the enraged snake. "I'll get him away..."

Snape shot, Aisha didn't move

"Let me do it." Lockhart stood up, raised his wand, and waved it threateningly at the snake.Enraged, the black hissed and swam straight towards Justin Fenriely. Then, it raised its head, bared its fangs, and assumed an attacking stance.

"*****" Harry let out a horrible hoarse voice that everyone couldn't understand.Harry turned his head and found that the eyes of everyone were not gratitude but fear and some inexplicable things.Snape stepped forward, waved his wand, and the snake disappeared in a plume of black smoke, looking at Potter in surprise.Ron led him out of the Great Hall, Hermione hurrying beside them.When they went out, people stepped aside, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble.Harry had no idea what was going on, and Ron and Hermione didn't explain anything, just dragging him along.

The next day, there was a violent snowstorm, and Aisha lay on the window, looking out the window longingly.Elsa wants to go out and play, but she doesn't know where to go.

Harry went to Justin Finlayley to clarify the matter, and unexpectedly heard everyone in the library discussing that he wanted to kill Justin Finlayry.Harry ran out and ran into Hagrid, but he didn't pay attention to what Hagrid said, knowing that he was being held back.

"Potter, can you see the way!" Harry looked up, Draco was standing in front of him, and behind him were two of his followers, Draco was pulling his arm to keep himself from plunging into his arms.

"D, Draco" Seeing that Draco still had an expression of disdain for him without any change, Harry couldn't help hugging him, his eyes blushing.

Draco was stunned, and then desperately tried to get rid of him "Damn Potter, what did you eat wrong! Don't rub your snot on me!" Draco was really disgusting him now.Harry couldn't help laughing at Draco's arrogant look.Draco threw him a snow-white handkerchief, turned his head and said "it's dirty".

Harry looked at Draco's red ears, "Thank you Draco"

"Draco, let's go over there." Crabbe tugged at Draco's sleeve and pointed to a remote corner.Draco nodded, and the four walked to the window, Draco snapped his fingers, and a round table and four chairs appeared in the corner, as well as four cups of hot cocoa and some snacks.

"Should I go to Slytherin..." Harry said aggrievedly while holding the cup, "The Sorting Hat asked me to enter Slytherin, but I refused."

Draco sneered, "Forget it, you are impulsive and reckless, you love to show off, Slytherin is not suitable for you"

"But, they all say I'm the heir." Harry looked at Draco with wet green eyes under his spectacles. "The heir of Slytherin? Just you?" Draco seemed to have heard something incredible, "Don't be funny, how could the heir of Slytherin be in Gryffindor, and the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago, Your father hadn't entered school at that time. You'd better be your savior." Draco waved his hand impatiently, and left with Crabbe and Goyle.

On the way back to the dormitory, Harry was already in a much better mood, until he saw the ghost frozen in the sky.It was Nearly Headless Nick, no longer milky and transparent, but black and smoky, lying flat and motionless, suspended six inches above the ground.His head was half off, and next to him was Justin Fletcher lying on the floor, cold and stiff, with a look of horror frozen on his face, his eyes fixed on the ceiling and Hufflepuff. Strange Ernie.

Peeves flipped halfway through a somersault, and suddenly stopped moving.He looked down at Justin and Nearly Headless Nick.He quickly stood up quickly, took a deep breath, and before Harry had time to stop him, he screamed at the top of his voice: "Do it! Do it! Do it again! Humans and ghosts are not spared!" ! Run for your life! Make a move!"

Professor McGonagall came running, followed by the students in her class, one of whom had black and white hair.Professor McGonagall gave a loud bang with her wand, and everyone fell silent, ordering everyone to return to their classrooms. "Ernie pissed Potter off just now!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

Harry was ushered into Dumbledore's office, a large, beautiful, circular room filled with funny little voices.On the table with slender legs, there are many strange and weird silverware, spinning, emitting small puffs of smoke.The walls are covered with portraits of old principals and headmasters, all snoring softly in their frames.There was also a huge table with claw-shaped legs.On a shelf behind the desk lay a tattered, crumpled wizard hat - the Sorting Hat.

Harry hesitated.He looked warily at the sleeping wizards and wizards on the surrounding walls.Surely it wouldn't hurt if he took the hat off and tried it on his head again. He just wanted to see.. just to make sure it put him in the right house.He walked quietly around the table, picked up the hat on the shelf, and slowly put it on his head.The hat was too big, and it slid down over his eyes, just like the first time he had it on.Harry stared at the black lining of his hat, waiting.

At this time, a small voice said in his ear: "There is something I can't understand, Harry Potter"

"Oh, yes." Harry murmured in a low voice, sorry to bother you, I wanted to ask..."

"You've always wondered if I've put you in the right house." The hat said smartly, "Yes.. your place is very difficult to get right, but I'll stick to my original statement." Harry couldn't help it Holding his breath, "You will be very suitable in Slytherin." Harry smiled bitterly, "Maybe I am really not suitable for Gryffindor..."

The author has something to say: Harry's main task is to promote the development of the plot. After all, Elsa, as a soy saucer, cannot participate in the "Harry Potter Seven-Year Special Training Program". I haven't written all the plots. If you don't understand, you can ask I, I can change it