Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

That wouldn't be fun.

Since Lockhart came to my door today.

Then, he will...play slowly...

For those who were permanently harmed by his Oblivion spell!

……

Followed by.

Under everyone's gaze.

Black and Lockhart faced each other.

Then he bowed according to the rules.

Lockhart did a beautiful trick with his wand.

Then they held their wands in front of their chests like swords.

"As you can see, we are holding our wands in a normal dueling stance."

"On the count of three, we will be the first magic. Of course, neither of us will take the other's life."

"one two Three!"

Black and Lockhart raised their wands simultaneously.

"Seal your mouth and stick your teeth in!"

"Whoosh!"

A blinding white light flew out directly from Black's wand.

It hit Lockhart hard in the chest.

Lockhart was knocked off his feet.

but……

He touched his chest in astonishment.

"Does it hurt?"

However, he soon discovered that something was wrong.

Lockhart found that he couldn't open his mouth at all!

His eloquent tongue was firmly stuck on 450's upper teeth.

And the two lips were tightly stuck together and could not open at all!

Lockhart looked at Black in surprise, wondering why he did this.

Could it be... that he wanted me to be unable to cast the spell? And then be unable to fight back?

But that was certainly not what Blake intended.

He just shouted the spell loudly and exaggeratedly again.

"Except your weapons!"

A dazzling red light suddenly appeared!

Hit Lockhart hard again.

Lockhart felt his hand loosen.

"It's broken!" Lockhart looked at his right hand anxiously.

But, to his surprise, his right hand was completely open.

But his wand was still firmly stuck to his hand!

"What happened?"

Just as Lockhart was shocked.

Blake started acting.

"Professor Lockhart is really amazing!"

"He can even withstand the disarming spell!"

"Look at my move again!"

Lockhart was puzzled.

What happened?

I didn't do anything!

How did the wand get on my own hands?

Lockhart wanted to ask.

But his mouth couldn't speak at all!

Then, Blake's next spell arrived.

A dazzling white light hit Lockhart's chest hard.

It feels no different than before.

Lockhart felt that this time the spell was like a whip lashing his body!

"Well!"

Lockhart wanted to scream.

but……

I can't open my mouth at all!

And it felt like his throat was blocked and he couldn't even whimper!

Just when he was about to dodge.

But he found that he couldn't move his body!

He found that he was completely unaware of it.

Stuck under Blake's spell!

Then, Black's spell struck again!

"Clap! Clap! Clap..."

Then, in the eyes of the people in the audience.

It was just Blake waving his wand around.

Then, white spells began to strike Lockhart madly.

but……

Lockhart, however, acted as if nothing had happened and didn't say a word!

“Fuck… That’s amazing…”

"Of course Blake is awesome!"

"No... I meant Lockhart..."

"what?"

"Look, he didn't dodge or evade, just took Black's spell head on, not to mention making a sound, he didn't even move!"

"Shit! It's true! Did I misunderstand him? Is he really a powerful wizard?"

"Yeah... you see, Black's spell can't hurt him at all!"

……

The people in the audience were talking about it.

But Lockhart on the stage almost wanted to die.

Is it that he doesn't want to say anything?

Is it that he doesn't want to move?

His mouth is sealed!

The body is also fixed!

He didn't even know what was happening to his wand, which was stuck tightly to his hand!

Scream? I can't do it...

Dodge? Can't...

Throwing the wand in the air? Can't do that...

And Blake's spell is still very weak!

Too weak to even knock him out.

The power of Black's spell is about the same as that of an ordinary whip...

So, Blake's output was torrential.

It was like giving Lockhart a thrashing!

The severe pain almost made Lockhart faint!

The most important thing is that Blake's spell is very strange.

Although it hurt a lot when I was beaten, my clothes were not damaged at all!

Even my skin isn’t red or swollen at all!

This spell is like...

Like a whip on the soul!

"Professor Lockhart! You're amazing!"

"A protective spell alone is not something I can break!"

"Ah! I see. Professor, you didn't move just to see if I could break your protective spell?"

"That's it! I understand!"

Blake finished his words.

The audience in the audience suddenly realized.

"I was wondering why Professor Lockhart just stood there and got beaten! Turns out he was testing Black's strength!"

"Yes! It's really amazing! If those spells of Black were cast on me, I would have been dead long ago. But Lockhart can withstand it!"

"Hiss! I was wrong. I thought Lockhart wrote all his books himself! I didn't expect he was so amazing..."

Of course, some people noticed that something was wrong.

Who would instruct a duel like this?

They didn't say anything, just watched everything that happened on the stage in silence.

……

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

But Lockhart on the stage was about to cry.

I don’t have any protective spell!

What else…getting beaten without moving was just to test Blake’s strength?

Don't you feel guilty saying this?

What hatred, what resentment... you hurt me so much...

At this point, Lockhart was in despair.