Ted and the others under the table were like eating chili peppers, and their faces were flushed and they couldn't hold back.

Neville lowered his head awkwardly, and he was embarrassed for Lohart, and his feet were about to snatch the floor.

Halle scoffed at Lockhart and whispered: "Although Snape is not very good, at the level of a flower peacock, I doubt whether he will die on the stage!"

The Gryffindor boxing champion felt that it would be best to determine both the winner and the loss. She was so annoyed by the Peacock.

Ted smiled and said, "Didn't Professor Lockhart say that he would never hurt Snape, which means that he still has a very accurate understanding of himself."

Hermione smiled secretly when she heard this.

Ron muttered on the side with an ugly face: "It's better to die together!"

Jerry patted Ron's shoulder hard and suppressed his smile: Good brother's words have reached my heart.

Soon, the two began.

First, he walked away with his back to both sides, turned around and raised his wand to salute.

After all, this is a duel, with a little aristocratic style, it must be more beautiful and a bit stylish.

If it is a life-and-death battle, then you will naturally be the best move first. It is best to attack sneakily. If you can poison it, you will poison it. If you can arrange the mud truck in advance, you will be able to kill you. Just implement the unlimited fighting concept!

The two of them set aside, set off their posture, and raised their wands.

“1~”

“2~”

“3~”

"Destroy your weapon~" Snape's spell was so close that he couldn't hear it clearly, as if it was completed in a buzz.

Lockhart probably didn't react, because his body posture had not changed and he was hit.

The whole person flew back three or four meters back, and fell on the platform with a "thump", his eyes sank to the sky...

Fortunately, the carpet is thick, otherwise it would be easy to fall to death.

His wand had already flew high and then fell into the crowd. Ron looked down and kicked it out if he wanted to find it!

The scene was quiet for a moment, and some distracted wizards didn't even see what happened, and the duel ended.

Or a good student who was interested in giving Professors a heart to the near Lockhart and called softly: "Professor? Professor Lockhart?"

Professor Lockhart, aren't you dead?

"Uh~" Lohart took a breath and moaned, as if he had come to his senses.

He pretended to be cool, but actually struggled to sit up: "Ah! I just gave you a wrong example. You should be careful of being attacked like me in the future. If I say seriously..."

At this time, he saw Snape's eyes and the magic wand that stretched out from his hand - if a fart pops out of his mouth, he will make another duel!

Lockhart quickly shut up: "Low, let you experience it yourself and start the duel!" He quickly slipped off the platform.

Everyone looked at each other: Ah? Why are we going to duel? You didn't teach anything? Are you here to shit?!
Chapter completed!