I swung a sword at Hogwarts

He sighed, "I just think my life is too long."

Chapter 77: Full Name Chicken Farmer and Harry Parseltongue

Inside the auditorium.

The long tables disappeared completely, replaced by a gilded stage.

The sky above the auditorium turned velvet black, and hundreds of candles illuminated the stage.

Duel Club.

Hogwarts students would not miss such a new thing.

Almost all the students in the school came. Although the fear of the secret room was dispelled by John, they were very interested in John's heroic performance in the last duel stage.

When they arrived and saw Lockhart, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, no one except Harry and his friends was disappointed.

This was also thanks to the lesson plan John had given him, which prevented Lockhart from collapsing too badly.

At least in the eyes of the public, this is a wizard who likes theory more than practical operations.

The knowledge taught was still from the autobiography, which made the students more convinced that Lockhart was quite capable.

Only Harry had seen him unable to deal with an elf and pulling out Harry's bones, otherwise he wouldn't be so resistant.

"Ahem, be quiet, be quiet."

Lockhart's flashy wizard robes were never the same. After signaling everyone to be quiet, everyone focused their attention on him.

He flashed that five-time winner of Witch Weekly's Most Attractive Smile Award.

"It's like this. Professor Dumbledore allowed me to open this little dueling club to fully train everyone in case you need to defend yourself one day. I have used this method to protect myself countless times. John Wick should understand this very well. He was taught by me..."

Lockhart launched into a long speech, which made the students impatient.

Fortunately, Lockhart still had self-knowledge. After talking for a long time, he introduced his assistant.

When Snape walked onto the stage, Harry and Ron swallowed and looked at each other, suspecting that Lockhart had gone mad.

"Don't worry, I will return your Potions teacher to you intact."

Lockhart blinked, unaware that Snape's dark aura was about to spread around him.

He exaggerated his body language and said, "Now, please let Professor Snape say a few words."

Professor Snape said coldly: "Some of you fools keep roosters in your dormitories. I hope that after you learn how to duel, you will remember that you are wizards."

The students in the audience felt guilty. Someone found out that the monster in the secret room was a basilisk. After knowing that the basilisk was afraid of the crowing of chickens, it became popular among the students to raise chickens.

Now I don’t need an alarm clock in the morning because the crowing of roosters is so loud that it gives me a headache.

After saying these two simple sentences, Professor Snape turned around and faced Lockhart.

Harry could see that Snape's upper lip was curled up, which was a danger sign.

If Snape looked at me like this, I would probably have run away.

Even when Lockhart was bowing, he could come up with a dozen different ways of doing it, which made Snape shake his head in annoyance.

The two of them each held their wands vertically in front of their chests and saluted, then walked to the sides of the stage.

"As you can see, we hold our wands in the normal dueling stance."

Lockhart was still chattering away, and the impatience in Snape's eyes was already obvious.

Lockhart counted.

They both raised their wands over their shoulders at the same time, and when the number reached three, Snape immediately took action.

"Expelliarmus"

A blinding red light crossed the stage and struck Lockhart, but Lockhart did not fly away as Harry had expected.

The Shield Charm, like an armor, blocked the attack before Lockhart could react.

There was some surprise and astonishment in Professor Snape's eyes.

"See, this is a wonderful offense and defense."

After Lockhart reacted, he immediately acted calmly, then activated the ring of spell, and red light flew from the wand towards Snape.

Professor Snape reacted quickly, immediately deflecting the red light and fighting back.

The two of them fought back and forth, and Lockhart was always able to defend against Snape's spell.

The students exclaimed in amazement, and the girls admired Lockhart with stars in their eyes.

After a while, Professor Snape began to take it seriously.

“Levicorpus”

The Shield Charm appeared again to block it, but Lockhart was so proud of himself that he didn't notice that the amulet on him had been used up.

He counterattacked with a petrification spell, and Snape was knocked away and then charged with a Disarming Spell to directly knock Lockhart away.

The wand flew out of his hand, and Lockhart noticed that he had run out of amulets.

He hurriedly stopped Snape from taking the next step, stood up and laughed, "See, this is the Disarming Spell. I lost my wand, and I thought I should show you."

Lockhart acted as if he had fallen for it on purpose.

Harry and Ron looked at each other. They felt that there was something untrue in Lockhart's words.

"Of course, if I want to stop it, I can do it without any effort, but I just want to let you gain some knowledge..."

Noticing that Professor Snape's face had darkened, Lockhart stopped talking hastily. "The demonstration ends here. I will come to your side now. You will duel in pairs."

The students had already been excited by the exciting duel, and they couldn't wait to start the duel.

Snape immediately broke up Harry's idea of ​​training with Ron. He looked around, trying to find an opponent for Harry.

After a careful look, he passed over John. After all, this man was too dangerous.

Finally, he locked his eyes on Malfoy and waved his hand, allowing Malfoy to have a deep communication with the savior.

John still wanted to find an opponent, but everyone subconsciously avoided him when they saw him.

The scene when a person picked Slytherin was still vivid in their minds, and they didn't want to be tortured.

"Can I join you?"

A handsome boy came over, and seeing that he was not hiding from him, John readily agreed.

"My name is Cedric Diggory, fourth year Hufflepuff."

Cedric's eyes were bright, he stared at John, imitating Snape and the others to salute just now.

"John, can I call you that?"

"Of course, Cedric."

This big boy from Hufflepuff was very outstanding. John stroked the badge with his right hand, bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "Let's get started."

Cedric's smile faded, and he performed a skillful disarming spell. John raised his eyebrows, used his wand to knock away the red light and then fought back.

He found that Cedric was very strong, at least stronger than the Slytherin he met last time.

John waved the magic wand in his hand and broke all the attacks one by one.

Seeing the right opportunity, John struck three times in a row.

Langlock

"Ferula"

"Relashio"

Just as Cedric was about to chant a spell, his tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth and he couldn't speak. The wizard robe suddenly tightened and wrapped his body tightly, making him unable to move. Sparks flew and hit his body, sending him flying backwards.

He lay on the ground with a wry smile on his face.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Mouth speechless, he pointed to his own mouth.

John stepped forward to break the spell and pulled him up.

"Too strong, John, you don't even look like a student."

Cedric could afford to lose. He showed admiration and asked curiously, "Are you going to be an Auror in the future?"

John shrugged and said lightly, "Maybe, but Auror isn't really suitable for me."

The two men finished their fight and looked back. Apart from them, no one else was fighting a serious duel in the entire auditorium.

Hermione was fighting with a fat Slytherin girl, with their wands thrown aside, completely forgetting that they were wizards.

Lockhart realized that the situation was out of control and shouted to stop.

It was Professor Snape who prevented what happened next.

However, someone was still injured, and finally Lockhart chose to let two people come up to demonstrate.

He wanted to call Neville, but when he remembered that Neville was chasing someone with the sword just now, he held back.

Snape took the opportunity to let Malfoy and Harry go up.

Now that's good, the one who fought the hardest just now has come up.

As soon as the two of them went up, they were like enemies meeting each other and their eyes were red with anger. Malfoy gritted his teeth and wanted to avenge himself for being hung upside down just now.

Lockhart's countdown ended, and Malfoy directly used the evil curse he was best at.

"Oolong comes out of the hole!"

The head of his wand exploded, and a long black snake leaped out of the blast and landed on the floor between them.

This scene made the crowd scream. Snape saw enough of the joke and said lazily, "Don't move, Potter. I'll take it away."

However, Lockhart felt that he was capable again, so he rushed out and waved his wand. The black snake flew up a foot high and fell down, becoming even more angry.

Justin Finch-Fletchley, who was standing next to the stage, froze as the black snake moved toward him.

Harry just wanted to stop the black snake. He opened his mouth and spoke to the black snake, but the tone of voice that came out was chilling.

"Let him go."

He wanted to stop the black snake, not noticing that the sound he made was in Parseltongue.

Even everyone thought that Harry had let Black Snake attack Justin Finch-Fletchley.

Just at this moment, another voice sounded.

"Stop."

Just as the black snake was about to relax, a sudden pressure came upon him.

As it looked over, a pair of vertical pupils made the black snake collapse.

When Justin saw that figure, he immediately felt safe.

He shouted angrily at Harry, "What do you think you are playing? We have John Wick!"

Harry was confused and didn't know what was going on.

John drew out his wand and turned the snake into black smoke. He looked up at Harry, and the depth in his eyes made Harry a little scared.

"The duel club is over for today, please disperse." John gave Lockhart a look, and Lockhart understood and announced the end.

But this time there will be more storms.

Chapter 78: Rumors Stop at the Strong and Christmas

Harry Potter is a Parseltongue.

Everyone in the hall saw this scene, which put Harry at the center of attention.

Some people said that Harry was the heir, and some people found John and hoped that he would eliminate this scourge.

In response, John told them not to overthink it.