Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

"Why don't you look like you're awake?"

Harry asked, looking at the thick dark circles under Ron's eyes.

"I feel like I haven't slept enough in the last few days..."

Ron rubbed his eyes and said sleepily.

"What are you all looking at?"

He asked curiously.

There are so many little wizards here, Ron can see it at a glance.

"Wizard Duel Club, classes start today."

Lorne replied.

He glanced at Ron's current state, and it was clear that he had been controlled by Tom for several days.

"Dueling Club?"

Ron glanced at the sign posted on it.

"Is Professor Flitwick going to teach us?"

"If it's Professor Flitwick, that's fine."

Miss Hermione sighed.

After all, Professor Flitwick's trophies and glory are real, a winning duel champion, and his use of spells and proficiency are definitely above Lockhart.

"How did Ravenclaw come up with Lockhart, I really don't know how he graduated from Hogwarts." Hermione said weakly.

"Wait, it's not going to be Lockhart teaching us, is it?"

Hearing this, Ron immediately grasped the point, and then his face fell.

He remembered Lockhart's unreliability, plus the fact that he had lost Harry's arm bones yesterday.

Is it really okay for this kind of person to be a duel professor?

"I don't know what Headmaster Dumbledore thinks..."

Even Harry was a little speechless.

Lorne didn't care, he's pretty much already learned the magic technique anyway.

Whether it is the three unforgivable spells or the dark magic spells such as soul retribution, he is very proficient.

So this duel club seemed to Lorne to be nothing more than an ornament.

As for who will teach the dueling club, does that matter?

"Alright, let's go to class first."

Lorne looked at the few people who were not in a high mood and greeted them.

What happened to Lockhart?

Lockhart's Forgetfulness Spell is a master!

Lorne even suspected that during the Hogwarts assessment, Lockhart had successfully graduated with the Oblivion Charm.

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Inside the classroom of the Dueling Club.

The Slytherin and Gryffindor second-year wizards are here, and they are honored to be among the club's first students.

"It's an honor that Headmaster Dumbledore can ask me to be the organizer of this dueling club, I know you..."

Lockhart, dressed in a gorgeous cerulean gown and cape, walked slowly in the middle of the classroom with a smile on his face, ten silver rings on his fingers glittering in the sunlight.

And behind him was today's assistant, Severus Snape.

Snape's face was cold, and the wide black bat robes on his body were replaced by slim jet-black gowns, making him look very thin and tall.

Lockhart loved the eyes of all eyes, but Snape hated them, even Lockhart who was walking before him.

If it weren't for Dumbledore, he wouldn't want to deal with this conceited Ravenclaw at all.

"Alright, then now it's up to me, Gilderoy Lockhart, to start the first game for you!"

Lockhart smiled, his wand aimed at the smooth carpeted floor.

Boom –

Under the expectant gaze of the little wizards, a rectangular and ornate stage slowly rose, and Lockhart himself was already standing on it.

"Next, my assistant Severus Snape will be my opponent this time!"

With that, Lockhart unfastened the cloak behind him, and threw it into the crowd with a large hand.

Looking at the ornate gold-encrusted cloak flying towards her, Hermione waved her wand and threw it to the other side.

This kind of ghost thing, she hates it when it is burned.

And the cloak was given to a Gryffindor little witch with a happy smile on her face.

It is clear that the little witch is a big fan of Professor Lockhart.

"It's just a normal showdown, there will be no casualties - don't worry, I'll give you back your Potions professor intact."

Lockhart said confidently.

Lorne below could clearly see Snape's face turn ugly, and this was the first time anyone had provoked him in public.

Last time it was the Jaime Four!

Snape strode onto the stage, his gaze as sharp as a falcon's at Lockhart.

"Let's get started, Professor Snape!"

Lockhart didn't care about Snape's gaze.

In his opinion, what power could a professor teach Potions class?

In the end, he won't be able to handle it!

Lockhart is finishing today...

Looking at Lockhart's big white teeth, Lorne shook his head.

Who gave him the courage to provoke Snape?

As the salute between the wizards ended.

Snape and Lockhart retreated to the sides of the stage, their wands in an attacking gesture.

"Look, this is a showdown between wizards!"

Lockhart looked at Snape, and the wand in his hand was thrown out instantly.

But it was clear that his combat experience was not as rich as Snape's.

After seeing Lockhart's gaze, Snape had already flicked his wand.

"Except for your weapons!"

A dazzling light shot out of the wand and rushed towards Lockhart, who had not yet recited the spell.

Sluggish, stupid!

Why did Dumbledore find such a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor!?

Snape thought as he narrowed his eyes.

Lockhart, on the other hand, looked at the spell that was rushing towards him, and suddenly he was a little confused.

But the moment it touched him, a ring on his finger shone brightly.

Snape's spell struck an obstacle and vanished without a trace.

"Iron Armor Spell?!"

Snape's eyes widened, and he looked at Lockhart, who was a little dazed, in confusion.

He didn't wave his wand just now!

How exactly is the Iron Armor Spell cast?

Suddenly, Snape looked at a ring that shone azure on the opposite finger.

Is it the ring thing?