Chapter 60 Disarming Curse, Duel Dueling

"Hey, Clark, you're on the list. By the way, are we going to publish this submission in the Hogwarts School Journal?"

Brothers George and Fred hold Who's the Suspect? " list, sat in front of Clark and asked.

However, Clark didn't even look at the list, and directly slapped another manuscript on the table.

"No, we will use this as the front page headline of the next issue!"

The Weasley twins picked up the manuscript and saw the headline read: "The Dueling Club Attacks!" are you ready? "

"They're going to start a dueling club!" George looked very excited. "I'm not opposed to learning some dueling courses, which may come in handy someday."

Fred wasn't interested in the matter, "Oh, come on, bro, do you think the Slytherin monsters are going to duel you?"

"It will always work." Clark smiled at them.

What the two of them didn't know was that it was Clark who encouraged Professor Lockhart to form the Dueling Club.

For him, the current monster attack is the best time to establish a duel club. This is also an excellent opportunity for Clark to join in and form his own team.

You know, once he successfully changed jobs for Hermione and Neville this year, he will start preparing for the next batch of job changes.

And the selection of this second batch of job transfer personnel has to start planning now.

Now that Clark, the owner of the magazine, had spoken, the Weasley brothers naturally had no objection.

Therefore, in the latest issue of "Hogwarts School Journal", a huge question mark appeared, occupying the entire cover, and behind the question mark were several black silhouettes of people.

The little wizards opened the cover, and the first thing they saw was the news that the school would hold a duel club. Not surprisingly, this instantly aroused the interest of the little wizards.

In the news on the front page, the possible candidates for the Duel Club teacher were listed one by one:

For example, Professor Flitwick, who is proficient in powerful spells, was the champion of the International Wizards Duel Competition when he was young.

Another example is Professor McGonagall, as the dean of Gryffindor, she is proficient in transfiguration.

Others include Professor Snape and Professor Lockhart.

even,

Clark also made a silhouette of Professor Dumbledore on top.

His height of 1.8 meters and long beard are easy to recognize, and under Clark's intentional misleading, most people began to expect that the teacher of the Dueling Club would be Professor Dumbledore.

You know, other professors are not bad, but Dumbledore is the greatest wizard of this century.

Besides, since he became the principal, he has never taught students in public, and it is an honor to listen to him give another class.

And this kind of shocking news, not to mention the excited little wizards, even some adult wizards who subscribed to the "Hogwarts School Magazine" and the parents of the students hoped to come to the school to observe it.

Even Mr. Gu Fei, the editor-in-chief of the "Daily Prophet", wrote a letter to find Clark after hearing the news, expressing his willingness to send someone to interview this dueling club lecture.

Clark had to embarrassingly tell the editor-in-chief the truth.

As for the parents of those students, they were also rejected by the school, but this also made the students more curious. Most people thought that it was very likely that they were Professor Dumbledore.

Due to the promotion and guidance of the "Hogwarts School Journal", the number of signups for the Dueling Club far exceeded their imagination.

In the end, due to the large number of people, the professors had to change the location from the underground classroom to the large auditorium where they ate.

It was eight o'clock on Friday night, the dueling club advertised in the school magazine.

After dinner, the students returned to the common room for a short rest, and then hurried back to the auditorium, preparing to grab a good seat in advance.

After dinner, the people from the school newspaper and magazine office didn't even go back to the dormitory to rest, but just waited in the auditorium.

As one of the organizers of the Dueling Club, with their efforts, the entire auditorium has changed its appearance.

The long dining tables of the four colleges disappeared, and a large gilded stage extended along one wall, dazzled by the hundreds of candles floating above it, and it was the focus of the entire auditorium.

Once again the ceiling was as dark as velvet, and almost all the students from the school came, crowded close together, each with his own wand in his hand, with excited smiles on his face.

"When is Professor Dumbledore coming, and what do you think he will teach us?" Ron stretched his head and looked towards the stage, like a turtle.

"Don't be silly, Ron!"

Hermione crossed her arms around her chest, as if she was still a little dissatisfied with being pulled out tonight, as she hadn't finished her homework yet.

"It can't be Professor Dumbledore. He hasn't made a move for many years. Besides, if it is him, there is no need to make it so mysterious. He is the biggest gimmick."

"Not Dumbledore, who would it be?" Ron guessed again, "Professor Flitwick? Or Dean McGonagall?"

Hermione shook her head, "That article was written by Clark, why don't you ask him."

Harry and Ron hurriedly turned their heads to look at Clark, while Colin, Ginny, and Neville nearby were holding back their laughter. As members of the school magazine, they were the first to get the news.

"Don't look at me like that, I thought you'd already understood it when you saw this kind of propaganda!" Clark also showed a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Wait a minute, what are you talking about..." Harry didn't finish his sentence, and then turned into a moan, "Oh, no~"

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Professor Lockhart stepped onto the stage in a magnificent purple robe.

"Is he here to be the master of ceremonies?" Ron wanted to struggle again.

But Clark shattered his fantasy, "Yes, it's him!"

The lively atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly stagnated, and the chattering discussions disappeared instantly. After more than half a semester of class, they certainly knew what level this Professor Lockhart was.

Fortunately, it seems that there is not only one teacher in the dueling club.

Beside Professor Lockhart was none other than Professor Snape in a black robe with a gloomy face.

"Good evening everyone!"

Professor Lockhart happily waved his hand to the audience, and then shouted loudly: "Come around, come around! Can everyone see me? Can everyone hear me? That's great!"

"It's like this, because of the special events that happened on the Hogwarts campus recently, Professor Dumbledore specially allowed me to open this small dueling club to fully train everyone.

Then one day, when you need to defend yourself, you can protect yourself from harm in the same way that I have used countless times-for details on this, please see my published works. "

Scattered applause erupted from the audience, and this was still under the circumstance that Clark was in charge.

And Professor Lockhart seemed completely unaware, still standing there, speaking confidently.

"Next, let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape." Lockhart said, grinning widely.

"Professor Snape told me that he himself knows a thing or two about wizard duels, and he generously agreed to help me with a small demonstration before class.

By the way, I don't want to worry you little guys. After I finish demonstrating with Professor Snape, I will return your Potions teacher to you intact. Don't be afraid! "

Facing his outrageous words, Professor Snape tightened his upper lip. Harry, who was familiar with him, knew that when Professor Snape looked at you with that look, you'd better spread your legs and try your best. You have to run in the opposite direction.

It's a pity that Professor Lockhart doesn't seem to know this, and he still has a bright smile on his face.

"Next, I will demonstrate the etiquette and rules of dueling with Professor Snape."

Lockhart and Snape turned to each other and bowed, at least Lockhart did.

But his hands moved a lot, as if dancing, and Snape just shook his head impatiently, and then they held their wands like swords to their chests.

"This is dueling etiquette in the wizarding world. As you can see, we hold wands in a normal dueling position." Lockhart said to the quiet crowd.

"And on the count of three, we cast a spell on each other... Of course, children, take it easy, I won't hurt your professor.

So when my spell hits your professor - don't scream! "

Ron whispered to Harry at this time: "I don't think Professor Snape is inferior to the Cornwall elf."

What he said was correct. Professor Lockhart obviously picked the wrong opponent. Among the professors at Hogwarts, Snape's strength can definitely be among the best.

After a countdown of three, the two raised their wands over their shoulders almost simultaneously.

"Disarm you!"

"remove……"

Just as Lockhart uttered a vowel from his throat, a blinding red light shot from the tip of Professor Snape's wand.

The exploding spell with a manic aura flashed away in front of everyone, and then hit Professor Lockhart hard.

Like a Bludger that has been hit by a club, he flew backwards off the stage, slammed into the wall, and slid down a moment later, curled up in a ball.

As for his wand, he had already taken it out of his hand, and under the action of an invisible force, it fell in Snape's hand with a smooth curve.

Beating people is like hanging a painting!

Clark looked at Lockhart's miserable state, and took a breath, which was not a light blow.

Malfoy and a few other Slytherins applauded vigorously, and some timid girls screamed.

Clark hurried forward, and together with Neville, he helped Professor Lockhart up from the ground,

He also helped him put the hat back on, which was not easy, because under the effect of the disarming spell, his wavy hair had stood on end like a hedgehog.

After a while like this, he seemed to realize what had happened, and staggered back onto the stage.

"I think you all see, it's a disarming spell, and as you can see, I lost my wand."

He had the cheek to take his wand back from Snape's hand.

"Ah, thank you, Professor Snape.

Nice idea to show them this trick, but don't mind me saying that.

Your intention to come here just now is too obvious, if I intend to stop you, it won't take any effort.

I think that in order to increase children's knowledge, let them see..."

Facing Lockhart's stubbornness, Snape's face began to reveal a murderous look.

He probably noticed it too, and quickly said: "Okay, okay, the demonstration is over! Children, now you two are in a group, under our guidance, get ready to start practicing."

He and Snape made their way through the crowd, pairing up the young wizards.

Neville and Justin Fincherry made a couple, Ginny approached Colin, which made him blush, and Harry stood opposite Ron.

But no sooner had the two of them raised their wands than Snape walked up to them.

"The dream team should be broken up!" he sneered. "Weasley, you can form a pair with Finnigan; as for you, Potter..."

Harry moved closer to Clark subconsciously.

"I don't think so. Your low level of magic can compete with Mr. Prewett."

Snape said, with a sarcastic smile on his face, "Malfoy, come here. Let's see what you can make of the famous Potter."

Malfoy walked over arrogantly, with a smug smile on his face.

"As for you, Mr. Prewett—"

Before he finished speaking, Clark pulled Hermione who was standing aside, "Professor, I already have a suitable teammate."

Compared with Harry, the current Clark is naturally not something that Snape can easily embarrass, after all, he is also one of the Hogwarts school trustees.

So Snape just glanced at him and turned away.

"Face your partners!" Lockhart returned to the stage after turning around below, "Bow!"

Clark looked Hermione in the eyes and bowed slightly. From the face of the other party, he saw a look of eagerness to try.

"This girl, you don't want to be serious." Clark murmured in his heart.

"Raise your wand and get ready!" cried Lockhart. "When I count to three, I'll cast a spell and disarm - just disarm - we don't want you to have accidents - one - two --three--."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Hermione raised her wand over her shoulder and said "Expelliarmus" aloud.

Red light gushes from the tip of her staff,

A success!

This clever little witch managed to release the disarming spell after only seeing it once.