The slacker professor at Hogwarts

The two young wizards seemed somewhat displeased.

"Let's give them some encouragement!" Lockhart clapped loudly and shouted their names.

This is where the advantage of having fans comes in; his actions often receive a great response. Hermione, who was trying to give Harry some last-minute tips, quickly stood up and joined in the enthusiastic applause.

People have a herd mentality, and suddenly the entire auditorium was filled with cheers.

Draco Malfoy was initially reluctant, but as countless eyes turned to him, and his Slytherins cheered him on, shouting things like, "Well done!", "Get your act together!", and "Don't embarrass yourself!"...

Tom!

Oh, no, it's Harry!

Draco was beginning to understand what Lockhart meant by "fairytale romance"—wasn't this the scene he had been waiting for, the one that everyone was watching?

He drew his wand with a flourish, glanced at Harry sideways, gave a defiant and contemptuous smile, and swaggered toward the platform.

Could Harry tolerate such an arrogant attitude?

He instantly overcame his fear and followed with firm steps, his eyes serious as if he were about to kill a great demon king.

Yes, Professor Lockhart guessed correctly. In his eyes, Draco was a great evil, oh no, not quite a great evil, just an evil Slytherin.

He even defeated the evil Voldemort when he was in first grade!

Soon, the two of them came up on the stage.

A fighting spirit is rising.

Professor Lockhart reached out and grabbed their shoulders to suppress their restlessness, then whispered in a devilish voice.

"Now, use your stereotypes and imagine this evil Slytherin is a cunning and ruthless schemer. He seems to be plotting something all the time, and you must bravely stand up and stop him! Save the world!"

Harry Potter nodded. It wasn't difficult, because he felt that Malfoy was exactly that kind of person, and he himself was doing something to stop an evil plot.

Lockhart then said to Malfoy, "Now, imagine that you are doing a great and righteous thing, and that there are always some unreliable brutes who want to ruin your plans."

He gently guided, "They are not even willing to listen carefully to your thoughts or analyze your plans. They just stubbornly believe that you are evil, so everything you do is evil and must be opposed. You hate it very, very much."

Draco pursed his lips and nodded slightly. To be honest, Professor Lockhart's words made him a little obsessed with Harry Potter in front of him.

"I know this is difficult for you, wanting to immerse yourselves in this groundless, fairytale-like romance, but believe me, if you try to immerse yourselves in the atmosphere of this fairytale character, you will gain unprecedented power!"

Malfoy wanted to sneer and say that it was not difficult at all; he just really disliked Harry Potter.

But he suddenly realized that Harry Potter was trying very hard to enter the atmosphere Lockhart was describing, and his expression immediately froze. He quickly focused on listening to Professor Lockhart's whispers.

He didn't want to lose all of this.

"Very good." Lockhart watched with satisfaction as the two children began to stare at each other with cross eyes, then looked at all the young wizards below the stage. "A key element of fairytale romance is fighting with an immense sense of mission under the world's watchful eyes and the expectations of everyone."

"Now, cheer for your favorite students and shout their names!"

In just a moment, the roof of the entire auditorium was almost blown off.

"Harry~"

"Malfoy~"

"Harry Potter~"

"Malfoy~"

"Savior~"

"Malfoy~"

"..."

The people on stage were trying to kill each other with their gazes, while the people below were shouting themselves hoarse in a competitive manner. As if infected by this atmosphere, Malfoy and Harry's expressions changed.

To ensure that no unexpected incidents occurred that he couldn't handle, Lockhart simply invited the professors up on stage, saying it would allow them to observe the performance up close.

They also claimed that the fairy tale plot of a hero fighting a demon king, and the expectations of elders are especially important.

This put even more pressure on Malfoy and Harry.

But that's the magic of the atmosphere. So many people were calling their names. Harry was panting so hard he felt like he was about to crush his wand, and Malfoy was taking deep breaths. Their emotions were completely ignited.

"Let your duel begin!"

Lockhart waved his wand and gracefully stepped back, giving the stage to the two young wizards.

He retreated until he was behind the professors, and of course, no one paid any attention to him anymore.

Even Dumbledore watched this scene thoughtfully, observing Harry's state with great interest.

Draco Malfoy was the first to make a move. He couldn't be bothered with any dueling etiquette with Harry, a brute. Completely immersed in the "fairytale romance" atmosphere, he naturally unleashed his most skillful and seemingly most evil magic at this stage.

"A dragon has emerged from its cave!"

With a flick of his wand, a dark shadow shot out from the tip of the wand and landed on the ground; it was a giant python.

Perhaps it was a 'firm will,' perhaps it was the 'wonderful imagination' brought about by the atmosphere, or perhaps it was an overwhelming 'emotion'...

Oh no, it should be said that we were immersed in a "fairytale romance" atmosphere.

Malfoy once genuinely believed himself to be a leader attempting to change the disciplined world. Looking at the disgusting brute in front of him who opposed him without asking any questions, acting as if he were a hero fighting a demon king, he felt immense annoyance and loathing!

And then the wonderful moment arrived.

Unlike the snakes that had transformed into snakes less than two meters long in the past, the giant python in front of me was coiled up and its length was unknown. Its thick body alone was larger than my head.

The gasps of surprise from the audience made him feel incredibly wonderful.

then……

"Disarm you!"

A dazzling light rushed towards him, and before Malfoy could react, he and his wand were sent flying.

Not only him, but even the giant python he had transformed into also took to the air.

Bang~!

He flew straight to the edge of the platform and crashed into a pillar before finally coming to a stop. Before he could even catch his breath, his pupils dilated in shock as he stared at the dark figure before him, screaming in terror, "No!"

Bang~!

The giant python slammed down on him, nearly knocking out his dinner from the night before.

Professor Snape, who had been standing to the side with great anticipation, glanced down at Malfoy at his feet with some disdain, bent down, grabbed him, and dragged him to the opposite side of Harry Potter, signaling for the battle to continue.

"That's the best 'Escape from the Cave' and 'Disarming Charm' I've ever seen!" Professor Felius Flitwick exclaimed excitedly, waving his arm and looking up at Lockhart. "You've unlocked their potential, Professor Lockhart!"

Lockhart flashed his signature charming smile, raising an eyebrow with a smug look. "How was it? Interesting, wasn't it?"

"Yes!" Professor Flitwick exclaimed, "Immersed in fairytale romance, even magic becomes wonderful! What a great discovery!"