[HP] Guardian

Word spread throughout the school Monday morning that Colin had been attacked and 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 in groups of three or four, as if they are afraid that if they act alone, they will be attacked.

The Gryffindor lounge always gathers people to discuss and guess the heir. They all agree that it is Slytherin. Hermione and Ron propose Malfoy, which is agreed by most people. Everyone knows that he is the one who discriminates the most in this academy. .The twins tried to explore Malfoy, but Percy warned them not to stop.

During this time, without telling the teacher, everyone chattered and exchanged amulets, exorcisms, and other gadgets for protecting themselves.The practice quickly spread across the school, and Neville bought a big stinking onion, a pointed amethyst and a rotting salamander tail.It turns out the other Gryffindor boys tell him that he's not actually in danger: he's pure-blooded, so he won't be attacked.

"They started with Filch," said Neville, his round face full of fear. "Everyone knows I'm pretty much a Squib."

In the second week of December, Professor McGonagall came over as usual to collect the list of students who stayed for Christmas.Ron and Hermione signed the list; they found it all the more suspicious when they heard that Malfoy was going to stay.

As for Harry...Because of a tracking spell hanging on his body, he is now obediently being his obedient student. Except for eating and training in class, the rest of the time is either in the library or in the dormitory.Hermione and Ron were very surprised by his abnormal behavior. Harry had no choice but to secretly tell his friends that he was cast by Snape with a tracking spell, and Snape encountered two friends complaining again.

However, the life of a good student did not bring Harry a breakdown. On the contrary, because of restraint, he changed his target to another person...another fake mouse.He borrowed "Forbidden Curse" and "Soul Decryption" from the forbidden/book section. If some things cannot be forcibly changed, then he will try another method, using curses to consume Voldemort's mad soul.

But he forgot that nothing about Hogwarts can be hidden from Dumbledore, so standing in front of the huge ugly stone monster again, Harry couldn't help agreeing with Snape's point of view...

This headmaster's room was quite familiar to him. After Dumbledore's death, Snape didn't change anything in the headmaster's room. Afterwards, McGonagall became the headmaster, but tidied it up more rigorously until he moved in, still keeping Deng's office. Bullido's old things, they are all commemorating the life of the greatest headmaster in the history of Hogwarts in their own way.

Dumbledore hadn't come out yet, the Sorting Hat was still dozing off, Fox was in a bad state and most of his hair had fallen out, but he came here early this time because he probably wouldn't be able to see Phoenix ***.

The door of the "Professor"'s office opened, and Dumbledore walked in with a serious expression.

"Harry, I want to talk to you about something, is there anything you would like to tell me, anything..." Dumbledore sat down on the high-backed chair behind the table, using his light blue, penetrating His eyes fixed on him.

Harry lowered his eyes, and his eyes gradually became hollow. This was the effect of Occlumency. He didn't know if he could withstand Dumbledore's inquiry, but he had to pretend nothing had happened.

"...Anything... The professor said, I met Professor Snape when I came out of the hospital wing that night? I told the professor..." Harry recounted the words, and he guessed that Snape was talking to the professor. Dumbledore said, otherwise Dumbledore would not have come to him in such a hurry, of course he added that he asked Snape to keep it a secret just in case.

"Harry if you're bothered by that...you speak Parseltongue because Voldemort speaks Parseltongue. He's the last heir of Salazar Slytherin. If I'm not mistaken, he's giving you The night he was scarred, transferred some of his own spells to you as well. He didn't mean to, I'm sure..." Dumbledore was visibly relieved to hear him answer him, but he still Can't relax, he doesn't want the child to pay too much attention to those taboo things.

"Harry, I have to say, you are very smart and sensitive, but sometimes don't forget your friends around you. Your choice is a kind of protection, but you can trust them more. Maybe some things are not as you imagined. Difficult" He observed this child for a long time, he still relied on his friends in the first grade, but now he is more willing to face it alone, maybe he has noticed something... Dumbledore thought carefully, he could not let this child go to extremes.

It has to be said that Dumbledore is too good at guessing people's hearts, Harry came out of the principal's office and walked aimlessly.He knew what Dumbledore was worried about. He was showing a lot of similarities to Riddle now, but... he would never follow Riddle's old path, eternal life?How lonely is the eternal life with no one to accompany him, he has had enough of loneliness, how can he bear the people around him leaving him one by one, he has this opportunity now, no one can resist this opportunity.

He went to the first-floor foyer, a small group gathered around the bulletin board, Ron and the others were there, and he stepped forward to blend in with them.

"It's back! See they're going to start a duel club!" Ron clapped his hands excitedly, and then whispered to him, "You will definitely be able to defeat those Slytherin monsters..."

"Let's go together at night." Hermione was also very concerned about this, and she hoped to learn something useful.

This duel is really useless... Harry complained silently in his heart, but he didn't dampen his friend's enthusiasm, and nodded his approval for the evening's activities.So at eight o'clock in the evening, they hurried to the auditorium.The long dining table disappeared, and along one wall appeared a gilded stage, lit 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 will teach us..." They squeezed sideways into the chattering crowd, Hermione said, "Someone told me that Flitwick was a dueling champion when he was young, maybe he will teach us"

Harry silently rolled his eyes when he saw Lockhart walk onto the stage.He was radiant in his fuchsia robes, and beside him was none other than Snape.

Lockhart waved for silence, then yelled "Come around, come around! Can everyone see me? Can they hear me? Great! Well, Professor Dumbledore has given me permission to start this business." Little dueling club, well trained in case you ever need to defend yourself, in the same way that I have used countless times...For details on this, please see my published work"

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," Lockhart said, with a big grin. "He told me that he himself knew a thing or two about duels, and he generously agreed, Help me with a small demonstration before the class. I said, I don't want to worry you little guys... When I finish demonstrating with him, I will return your Potions teacher to you intact, don't be afraid !" I'm not afraid of the truth, I pray that you don't lose too badly.Harry shot Lockhart a glance, turned to Snape, and grinned.Snape's upper lip curled up.With such an expression, Lockhart could still smile ignorantly.

"Wouldn't it be great if they both lost their fight," Ron whispered in Harry's ear.

Lockhart and Snape turned to face each other and bowed.At least Lockhart bowed, flailing his hands a lot, and Snape just shook his head impatiently.They then 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, neither of us will take the other's." Life" "I wouldn't bet on it" Snape bared his teeth and whispered "One... two... three" and they both jerked their wands over their shoulders at the same time.Snape yelled "Disarm!" Suddenly a blinding red light flashed, and just when Harry thought Lockhart would be knocked into the air, a transparent shield appeared in front of him.Armor protection!How can it be!Harry's eyes widened, as did Lockhart himself, who stared at his wand in surprise and muttered something.

Could it be... Harry couldn't believe that Riddle's diary was definitely in Lockhart's hands!He quickly looked at Snape, now Riddle is still in the diary, judging by Lockhart's life has not been completely swallowed, nothing will happen!Harry comforted himself.Before Riddle was fully resurrected, he was unable to use spells, he could only instruct, Lockhart could only forget the spell, and he had no dueling experience.Although he was sure of his thoughts, he still held his wand tightly, ready to strike at Lockhart at any time.

But it's true that he was overthinking, Riddle was just giving Lockhart a little sweetness, and when Snape made another attack, Lockhart flew backwards off the stage, hit the wall, and then slid down, curled up on the floor superior.

Malfoy and a few other Slytherins applauded.Hermione jumped up and down on tiptoe. "You think he's all right?" She put her fingers over her mouth and screamed "What the hell!" said Harry and Ron at the same time.

Lockhart staggered to his feet, his hat off, his wavy curls bristling like a failed bird of paradise.

"Well, you see!" he said, staggering back onto the stage. "It's a disarming spell... As you can see, I lost my wand... Ah, thank you, Miss Brown. Yes, Professor Snape, it's a very good idea to show you this trick, but don't mind me saying that, your intentions for doing this trick just now are obvious. If I want to stop you, it's like As before, an armor spell is effortless. I think, in order to increase their knowledge, let them see it..."

Snape looked murderous.Lockhart probably noticed as well, only to hear him say, "This is the end of the demonstration! Now I'll come among you and divide you into groups of two. Professor Snape, if you'd like to help me..."

They walk through the crowd and match everyone as opponents.Lockhart paired Neville and Justin Finch, but Snape walked up to Harry and Ron first "The dream team should break up, I think Weasley, you can go with Finney Gan made a couple. Potter..."

"I hear you're good with the Disarming Charm...Malfoy! Come here. Let's see what you can make of the famous Potter. As for you, Miss Granger...you can talk to Miri Miss Mori is paired." Malfoy walked over proudly, with a smug smile on his face, and having Snape's backing gave him courage.Harry glanced at Snape, he can't be blamed for that, if you pluck the peacock's hair... I'll trouble you to make beauty medicine.

"Face your partners!" Lockhart returned to the stage, shouting "Bow!"

Harry and Malfoy barely nodded, but Harry had that friendly smile again, and Malfoy swallowed unconsciously.

"Wand up, get ready!" Lockhart yelled. "When I count to three, I'll cast a spell, disarm... just disarm... We don't want accidents. One...two...three"

Harry jerked his wand up to his chest. He knew Malfoy was not a man of rules, and sure enough he did it on the first count of two.

"Expelliarmus!" It's a pity that Malfoy didn't meet a normal opponent. He flew out again, lying on the ground and made him lose face. He quickly picked up his wand and returned a "Talantella dance!"

"Flocks of birds!" A flock of birds blocked Malfoy's view, the spell missed Harry and was attacked by a flock of birds.

"Stop! Stop!" Lohar screamed.Snape walked over quickly, "Curse stop!" Malfoy's bird feathers seemed to have a strange smell.

A puff of green smoke filled the entire venue.Neville and Justin were both lying on the floor panting; Ron grabbed the ashen-faced Seamus and apologized for the disaster his broken wand caused; while Hermione and Millicent were still on the move; Sen clamped Hermione's head, and Hermione cried out in pain.Both of their wands were forgotten on the floor.Harry jumped forward hastily and pulled Millicent away.

"My God, my God," said Lockhart, bouncing around in the crowd, watching the aftermath of the duel. "You stand up, Ernie... watch out, Miss Fawcett... squeeze hard, the blood will stop in no time." , bout..."

"I think I'd better teach you how to stop unfriendly magic," Lockhart said, standing in the middle of the auditorium with a flustered expression.He glanced at Snape, saw Snape's black eyes gleaming coldly, and looked away immediately, "Please volunteer a couple... Longbottom and Fenry, how are you?"

"That's a bad idea, Professor Lockhart," said Snape. "Longbottom can wreak havoc with the simplest of spells. We'll put the remains of Finlay in a matchbox and send them to a hospital ward." Neville's round pink face blushed even more. "How about Malfoy and Potter? Potter seems quite skilled at dueling." Snape stared at him inquiringly. "Fantastic!" said Lockhart, who motioned Harry and Malfoy walked into the middle of the Great Hall, and the people stepped back to make room for them.

"Well, Harry," said Lockhart, "when Draco points his wand at you, that's what you do." He raised his wand and swung it left and right, trying to conjure complex tricks, but Accidentally dropped it on the ground.Snape sneered, and Lockhart hurriedly picked up his wand, "Oh... my wand is a little overexcited"

Snape approached Malfoy, bowed his head and whispered to him for several decades.Malfoy also sneered.Harry squinted his eyes, was he testing him?

"Scared," Malfoy whispered, out of Lockhart's ear.Harry lowered his eyes and said nothing, Lockhart happily patted Harry on the shoulder, "Just do as I just did, Harry!"

"One...two...three...go!" Malfoy quickly raised the spell and shouted "Expelliarmus!" Harry raised his hand to fight back, but at the same time another silent spell was cast on him, the Spotting Charm?What was Snape suspecting of him?Harry pretended not to know, and quickly knocked Malfoy to the ground.

Snape silently pulled Malfoy up. Malfoy was very unwilling, looked up at Snape, and shouted at Harry, "God!" The head of his wand exploded, and a long The black snake suddenly jumped out and 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.

Harry squinted at the snake, then at Snape, who licked the roof of his mouth.Are you suspecting that he opened the secret room?He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled knowingly.

"Let me come!" Lockhart raised his wand and waved it at the snake threateningly. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and instead of disappearing, the snake jumped more than a foot high and fell back to the floor heavily. .Furious, it swam straight towards Justin Finch, hissing and spitting, and then, with its head raised and its fangs bared, it assumed an attacking stance.

"Disappeared without a trace" Snape saw that the snake was about to attack people, so he stepped forward and prepared to strike. Harry chanted the spell one step faster than him, and the snake disappeared into a cloud of black smoke.He said nothing more, jumped off the platform, and walked over to Ron and Hermione.

"Let's go..." Hermione thought that Harry was frightened by the snake, glared at Malfoy and Snape, and followed her friends away from the land of right and wrong.

"He's gone too far, teaching Malfoy to attack students!" Hermione said angrily.

"Could it be that they opened the secret room, and the snake wanted to attack Justin!" Ron lowered his voice.

Harry didn't want to get involved in their discussion, he already knew who had taken the diary.