But when he thought carefully about the ridiculous things he had heard, Flitwick always felt that they were a bit outrageous.
Lockhart also studied in Ravenclaw more than ten years ago. Since he was once a member of his own college, Professor Flitwick had some impressions of him.
In his opinion, Lockhart is a narcissistic person, but his test scores are quite impressive. According to common sense, it is absolutely impossible for him to be unable to defeat the Cornwall elf.
The duel in the ring continued. Lockhart and Snape were evenly matched. Colorful spells collided in the air. The scene was extremely gorgeous. Many spells even flew out of the ring and attacked the students. The three professors were in time.
An iron armor spell was laid, and the spell hit the transparent barrier and caused ripples.
Malfoy's mouth in the audience could probably fit an egg in. Not only him, but most of the students, including Joel, couldn't imagine what they would do on a daily basis. Lockhart, the narcissistic number one, had such dueling skills.
Tough, many students don't like Snape, but they never deny Snape's strength.
Joel knew even more clearly that Snape's fighting skills were among the best among the two major organizations, the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix. Few people could fight to a tie with him. Unexpectedly...
He looked at Lockhart with a more profound look.
Snape was horrified in the ring. At first, like everyone else, he thought that Lockhart just had a good skin, but in fact he was a timid and timid loser. As soon as he took over, he realized that he was completely wrong.
At the beginning of the duel, he was careless and cast a disarming spell, giving away the opportunity to take advantage. Lockhart suppressed step by step without getting carried away, and did not give Snape a chance to counterattack.
Snape was helpless. The arena restricted the area of action, and with many students and colleagues watching, he was unable to cast his best dark magic.
Lockhart finally used a dance move spell to induce Snape to defend, then ducked to the side and fired a disarming spell. Snape was knocked away and fell to the edge of the ring, and his wand flipped in the air and fell into Lockhart.
in Hart's hands,
The audience was completely silent, Professor McGonagall's brows were knitted together, and Professor Sprout's eyes were dull, as if he had seen some kind of spectacle.
This Lockhart seems to have torn up the script.
After being stunned, the girls of Hogwarts burst into enthusiastic cheers and several ear-piercing screams. Their faces turned red and they looked at the concave-shaped Lockhart in the center of the ring with adoring eyes.
"Harry, have you seen it?" Hermione excitedly grabbed the arm of her friend next to her, "I'm telling you Professor Lockhart is definitely not who you and Ron said he is!"
"He is indeed the person I admire most. Even Professor Snape can't defeat him." Hermione's eyes flashed.
"How is that possible!" Malfoy couldn't believe his eyes.
"Ah, Severus," Professor Lockhart walked up to Snape and handed the captured wand back to him, "you are too careless."
Snape snorted, took the wand, ignored Lockhart's outstretched hand, and got up.
Lockhart didn't care and didn't take his hand back. Instead, he raised his hand high and shouted to the students below, "Okay students, now you should give Professor Lockhart a warm applause!"
This time, not only the girls, but most of the boys also applauded and cheered. Everyone admired the strong. This victory directly changed the image of Professor Lockhart in their hearts.
"Professor Lockhart!" The first-year Gryffindor student holding the camera raised his hand, "You are so outstanding, why are you in class..."
He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but everyone present understood what he meant.
Lockhart responded with a charming smile, "Didn't you learn how to deal with various dark magical creatures in my class?"
Only then did everyone in the audience react. They never expected that Lockhart would pursue a sheep-herding style of management, only placing dark magical creatures in the classroom, and they would have to figure out all the methods of subduing them themselves?
Several of Lockhart's fans could no longer control themselves and screamed in low voices, "I just said, how could the respected Mr. Lockhart... I see, he took all the trouble for us."
Joel was really dumbfounded now.
"Really?" Eddie muttered behind him, "Why don't I believe it?"
Joel didn't believe it either, but most of the students present now believed that Lockhart was exercising their abilities. They all transformed into Lockhart's fans, and the auditorium was like a star-chasing scene.
"Okay students," Lockhart waved his hand to calm down the students, "The duel demonstration between Severus and I has ended. Now it's your turn. Losing the ability to fight, being disarmed or leaving the ring will count as a loss.
."
The remaining three deans finally spoke, "Try to practice with your friends and peers to ensure that the duel strength is equal. Everyone will go into the ring in groups. We will observe carefully and find out your shortcomings."
"Together?" Haylis looked at Joel and actively invited him.
Joel readily agreed.
Allen was pulled aside by Marietta, while Qiu and Cedric got together. The remaining Eddie could only team up with Sergey with a sad face. He could only imagine the embarrassment he would look like later.
There were only a dozen stages in the auditorium, but there were more than a hundred people present. Joel and Haylis could only wait in line at the side. The first people to board the stage were a seventh-grade Gryffindor couple, who bowed to each other.
Then they looked at each other, their eyes filled with love, and you and I killed a bunch of singles who were watching below.
"Hey..." Hailis rubbed her upper arm, "It feels so numb."
"Joel, let's have a good competition on stage. I don't want to flirt in front of others." Hailis looked at Joel.
"Of course, I won't show mercy." Joel responded.
Professor McGonagall came under the ring at some unknown time, and saw the Gryffindor couple and the concubine making love to each other on the stage, and his eyes were filled with fire.
"Mr. Carter and Miss Perry, if you two are here to show us how loving you are, I think you would also be happy to speak on stage at the Halloween dinner, right?" Professor McGonagall adjusted her glasses and spoke in an extremely cold tone.
"I reiterate, this duel club is to train you to deal with unknown dangers and emergencies. Several of our professors sacrificed their rest time to come here to teach and provide guidance. I hope you are worthy of your efforts."
The couple's faces turned red with shame, they glanced at Professor McGonagall, then fired two magic spells at each other, and jumped off the ring without even deciding the winner.
Professor McGonagall's face is very real.
The duel was very fast. Joel and Haylis were dazzled by the situation on each stage. Most of their friends were waiting in line. Eddie, who was the only group to participate in the duel, was hit twice by Sergey.
The curse was knocked off the stage.
During the whole process, Joel discovered that the dueling skills of most students were ridiculously poor. Many senior students could not even use the disarming spell, which was an eye-opener for him. Most people's dueling was just sporadic use of a few evil spirits.
He was so stupid that he couldn't even move his feet.
He seemed to understand why Harry was able to set up Dumbledore's Army to teach his classmates in dueling skills in the fifth grade. The students at Hogwarts were simply scum in this regard.
Ten minutes later, Professor McGonagall waved her magic wand to separate the two people on the stage, recited a counter-curse to one of the girls who had been affected by the hair growth curse, and made a few brief comments for Joel and Haley to prepare.
The two walked slowly onto the ring, took three steps with their backs to each other, bowed face to face, and then raised their wands on their chests.
Joel looked directly into Haylis's eyes, those clear black eyes filled with seriousness.
"Three, two, one..." Joel clenched the holly wand in his hand, his heart lifted. He adjusted his breathing and the magic power in his body, trying to keep himself in the best condition.
The countdown ended, and the two of them took action at the same time,
"There are many obstacles!" Joel shouted, dark red light spurted out from the tip of the staff, and collided with Haylis's obstacle spell in mid-air.
Joel moved his body quickly. He did not intend to compete with Haylis in the mid-range shooting spell. This would test the rhythm control ability and release sequence. Joel was not sure of victory.
But when he closes the distance and relies on his stronger magic power than his peers, Joel doesn't believe he will lose.
Hailis watched Joel's body getting closer and closer, biting her lower lip with her teeth, and there was a trace of panic in her eyes, but she immediately suppressed him.
Her grades are quite good and she has a solid foundation in magic spells - Joel taught her a lot of tricks when she was in first grade, which allowed her to cast magic spells in a very orderly manner, and the linkage between spells was also very good.
It is not easy for third grade students.
But that's all. Joel fought against the Evernight people from the Soviet Union in the first grade. At the end of the second grade, he also received dueling instruction from Professor Quirrell - or the Nose Man. His dueling experience was far from that of Haylis.
Comparable to ordinary top students.
Joel did not charge straight forward, but took weird zigzag steps, avoiding the spell while approaching Hailes from the side. Hailes also knew that she would never let Joel get what he wanted, so she stepped backwards several times.
Although the steps were rapid, they were extremely solid. He waved the wand lightly in his hand and was not in a hurry to attack. He only shot a few spells sporadically to preserve the magic power as much as possible.
Professor McGonagall in the audience nodded lightly. She was very satisfied with the performance of these two people. One had an excellent sense of fighting, and the other was steady and steady. She had also watched many duels tonight. The strength of these two third-year students
It will definitely rank high.
There were already many people surrounding this arena, and few students were willing to see those clumsy fighting skills. They chose this place among the many arenas and hurried over to observe.
Professor McGonagall said to Harry and Hermione who had just come over: "Have you seen Mr. Taylor's steps? This kind of step is very practical in a duel - of course, this is based on the fact that you are not strong. If your
The magic power is very strong, so the effect of this kind of footsteps is quite small, and you have 10,000 ways to break it."
"But Professor McGonagall," Hermione was a little confused, "wouldn't apparation be a better choice? You can adjust your position and angle..."
Before Professor McGonagall could answer, Harry picked up the topic, "Hermione, Apparition requires too much magic power. Such high-level spells can only be used a few times in battle. I guess in most cases
Are they all used to improve fault tolerance?”
Professor McGonagall cast an approving glance, "Mr. Potter is right. If you ignore the automatic recovery of magic power, an ordinary adult wizard can only cast Apparition less than ten times in a row at most - of course, the teleportation distance is relatively long."
If it's short, you can cast it several times. There's not much time left for you to rest during the battle. Every magic power is precious. If it can be solved by physical means, there is no need to use magic spells."
"What's more, the difficulty of apparating is not low, let alone in high-intensity battles without any chance to breathe. In the wizard war fifty years ago, many students entered the battlefield for the first time without professional training, and many people died.
Split due to hasty disembodiment.”
Harry and Hermione nodded thoughtfully.
On the ring, Joel finally got close to Haylis after several rounds of spell fighting. This was mainly due to the blessing of the ring. Hayley had already retreated to the edge, and she would jump off the ring if she stepped back any further.
Hailis met Joel's gaze, and what surprised him was that there was no emotion named panic in Hailis's eyes, only indescribable calmness and peace.
In the flash of lightning, Joel didn't think much and threw out a dozen spells in his hand without mercy, directly using up most of the magic power stored in his body.
Hailis raised her lips slightly, and Joel's heart palpitated at the sight. He always felt that something was wrong. Could it be that he had been hit by some kind of trick?
At the same time as the spell was shot, Joel stepped on the ring and wanted to jump up. Suddenly, a vine as thick as a wrist appeared from the sole of his foot and hooked Joel's ankle. The spikes on it penetrated a thin layer of fabric.
It pierced into his skin, and a numbing sensation surged up from his ankles.
His heart was beating fast and he felt a little panicked.
The smooth platform under his feet was replaced by vines, making it difficult for him to move even an inch.
The dozen little evil spells covered Hailes' whole body. She had previously used most of the magic power stored in her body to set up traps. At this time, she could only set up an iron armor spell for defense.
There was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound, and the Iron Armor Curse was completely shattered. Two or three evil curses still hit Haylis' body, and she was knocked out of the ring.
Joel's situation at this time was not optimistic either. He had used a spell to remove the vine traps on the ground, but the numbness gradually spread up his body, and he felt that his movements were unusually slow.
"A very exciting duel," Professor McGonagall rarely praised the students, "You two did it perfectly."
She helped Haylis up, who had been hit by the stinging curse, and woke her up with a quick resuscitation. The two people who had just devoted themselves to the duel realized that the ring was full of students, and everyone's faces were full of students.
Incredible.
Professor Flitwick led the applause.
"This is my student! Very good!"
He showed off to several of his colleagues beside him, their voices full of pride.