The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

"And Professor Snape!"

The two shouted.

"They're about to start their duel!"

All eyes were drawn to them, the auditorium fell silent for a moment, and then almost everyone stood up.

"Where is it! Take me there quickly!"

Lee Jordan, a close friend of the twins from the same college, was the first to respond.

He left the table and rushed to the twins.

"Oh my god! Merlin!" Eddie almost screamed, "I can't miss this!"

"In the courtyard!"

Fred raised his hand and, like a tour guide, took the lead in walking out of the auditorium.

Splash...

Almost everyone forgot about lunch and rushed after them.

"Hurry up! Make way!"

Scott saw Harry struggling to push his way out of the crowd, seemingly eager to get to where Black was.

"Harry!" Hermione screamed, "We should go find another professor for help right now, Professor McGonagall or Headmaster Dumbledore!"

"It's too late!" Harry hurriedly pushed his way through the crowd and ran as fast as he could.

Scott, munching on a half-eaten sandwich, slowly made his way with the crowd to the castle's spacious courtyard.

The corridors surrounding the square atrium were now packed with students watching the spectacle, yet it was strangely quiet; everyone seemed to be holding their breath.

Scott looked up and saw Snape and Black standing in the center of the courtyard beneath the freak sculpture.

But they did not begin a duel as Fred and George had said; they simply stood in a stalemate.

But they had both drawn their wands and were pointing at each other with the hands holding them.

As more and more people gathered around, Snape's expression grew increasingly grim.

But Black seemed a bit of a show-off. He suddenly grinned and shouted, "As the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, I think I have the right to discipline disobedient students, you snotty-nosed brat!"

He reread "Defense Against the Dark Arts" and "Snotty."

Clearly, he did it on purpose.

Snape was so angry that his nostrils swelled up.

"How dare you! You rabid dog with the plague!"

He brandished his wand in a fit of rage.

"Divine Sharpness Without a Shadow!"

Without any apparent warning, Blake nimbly lay down on the ground and rolled over.

The next second, a deep cut mark appeared on the stone slab he rolled over.

He dodged the invisible attack.

Moreover, he was able to cast spells with agility while rolling, waving his wand at tricky angles.

"Crushed to pieces!"

Snape scoffed dismissively and casually flicked Black's spell away with his wand.

"Divine Sharpness Without a Shadow!"

He used the same spell again.

"Thunderous explosion!"

Blake was not to be outdone.

Almost simultaneously, an aged voice rang out.

"Armor protects you!"

A transparent magical barrier rose between the two, blocking their spells.

Everyone turned to look and saw Dumbledore striding over, wand in hand.

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Chapter 288 The Weasleys' Dance and Singing Performance, The End of the Incident

"Severus! Sirius!"

Dumbledore strode into the courtyard, calling out the names of the two professors.

His expression looked very serious, completely lacking his usual amiable and friendly demeanor.

“Gentlemen, this is very disappointing.” He walked up to the two professors who had started the fight.

Scott then realized that Dumbledore's seemingly aged body was even taller than the two towering middle-aged wizards.

Snape glanced at Dumbledore and put his wand away.

His face was ashen, and he remained silent.

“I’m sorry, Professor Dumbledore,” Black said awkwardly as he got up from the ground, “but I must say, Professor Snape… is being too nosy.”

Snape scoffed, clutching his robes to his chest with both hands, and raised his head, saying, "I must remind you, mad... Professor Black. Mr. Malfoy is a Slytherin student, and I am the Head of Slytherin!"

Everyone could see that Snape's pauses in the middle of his speech were not slips of the tongue, but rather a sign that he was unwilling to suffer any loss.

Black was about to say something more when Dumbledore raised his hand in time to stop the argument between the two.

“I would like both professors to come to my office now.” With that, he turned and walked into the castle.

Black and Snape exchanged a glance, then simultaneously looked away in disgust.

The two followed Dumbledore into the castle.

Once the three professors had walked away, the scene erupted in an uproar.

The students, having witnessed a good show, began a heated discussion.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Eddie was so excited that he jumped up and down several times.

“I’ve never seen anything like this before!” he exclaimed. “Isn’t it exciting? It’s just a pity that Professor Dumbledore arrived too quickly.”

Of course, he lowered his voice for the last sentence.

"If the fight continues, who do you think will win?"

"Professor Snape, of course!"

"It must be Professor Black!"

Among the crowd, the topic of comparing the two professors' fighting abilities became the mainstream, and students who supported different professors started arguing with each other.

"Professor Snape is the Head of Slytherin House!"

"Professor Snape is just a Potions professor, but Professor Black is a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!"

"Ha, a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Don't forget how the last Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was defeated by Professor Snape!"

“Professor Black is different; he is a hero!”

Just as the excited students were about to start fighting, a horrible song suddenly began to play.

"The two professors are fighting! Snape and Black!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the Weasley twins had somehow gotten together with Peeves.

The two people and the ghost sang and danced joyfully all the way to the monster stone sculpture in the center of the courtyard.

"The two professors are fighting! Snape and Black!"

Fred and George linked arms and danced a lively tap dance.

The mischievous Pikachu danced and clapped along in the air to the beat for them.

Every time Fred and George sang a line, it would squeal and chime in, "No, it's Snotty and Mad Dog!"

"The two professors are fighting! Snape and Black!"

"No, it's snotty-nosed man and mad dog!"

"The two professors are fighting! Snape and Black!"

"No, it's snotty-nosed man and mad dog!"

Scott watched this scene with a twitching at the corner of his mouth.

They start singing at the drop of a hat, it's like they're staging "The Legend of the White Snake" here!

At that moment, Hermione burst through the crowd, shouting, "No! Shut up! That's incredibly disrespectful..."

The Weasley twins and Peeves remained unmoved and continued to sing and dance energetically.

"Fred! George!"

Percy, his face flushed with anger, also shouted and rushed out.

He waved his wand, "Points deducted! You'll get points deducted! You'll be put in solitary confinement! I'll definitely write a letter about this..."

“Tell Mom!” Fred and George said in unison.

Then, the two changed the lyrics.

"Percy, Percy, our chairman, he's good for nothing but tattling!"

Percy was trembling with rage. He finally couldn't resist waving his wand, wanting to use a spell to subdue his two unruly brothers.

But the cunning Peeves immediately flew over and snatched the wand from his hand, and also casually threw a water-filled balloon at his head.

"How dare you! You little devil! I'm the student council president!" Percy roared angrily, his hair now dripping wet.

Pippi the Ghost grinned and made a face, then sang along with the twins in a high-pitched voice, "Percy, Percy, our chairman, he's good for nothing but tattling!"