Just as Allen had expected, although Professor Lockhart did a lot of tricks with his wand, he was no match for Professor Snape's simple "Remove your weapon"!
Suddenly, there was a dazzling flash of red light, and Lockhart was knocked off his feet. He flew out of the stage and hit the wall, then slid down and curled up on the floor.
Malfoy and a few other Slytherin students applauded. Many girls jumped up and down, covered their mouths and screamed, worried for their idol.
Professor Lockhart staggered to his feet, his hat falling off and his wavy curls standing on end.
"Well, did you see that?" He staggered back onto the stage and said, "This is a disarming spell. As you can see, I lost my wand. Ah, thank you, Miss Brown. Yes, Professor Snape, it was a wonderful idea to show them this trick. "
Professor Lockhart was very good at smoothing things over. However, Allen felt that Professor Snape's "Remove Your Weapon" was neat and clean, and full of magic. Not to mention the flashy Professor Lockhart, even his elder brother Albert, a young and capable Aura, would be sent flying.
"However, don't take offense to what I'm saying. Your intentions were too obvious just now. If I wanted to stop you, it would be effortless. I think, in order to increase their knowledge, we might as well show them... "
Snape's face was full of murderous intent. Lockhart probably noticed it too, so he said, "The demonstration is over! Now, I'll come between you and divide you into two groups. Professor Snape, Professor Fleevy, if you're willing to help me... "
"Professor Lockhart, in order to encourage the young wizards to practice seriously, we might as well set up some prizes! First, we'll divide them into two groups, and observe their performance during practice. Then, we'll choose a young wizard from each school to represent their school in a duel. The final winner will be awarded 50 points to the school they belong to. Professor Snape, what do you think? "
Professor Fleevy, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth and gave an exciting suggestion!
Professor Snape nodded in agreement to Professor Fleevy's suggestion. He coolly scanned the audience, as if he was planning how to split them into groups.
"Ah! This is a great idea, I was just thinking about it. When the final winner is decided, I will personally add fifty points to the winner's school, and he will also receive my autographed book, 'I Know Magic'. "
Professor Lockhart was sparing no effort to promote his new book.
However, such a reward was very tempting for the young wizards. Gaining fifty points for their school, such an honor would make them a hero of their school! The little witches could never have too many autographed books of Professor Lockhart!
The Ravenclaw's spirits were lifted when they heard this. In order to get points, the little wizards were about to go crazy. Professor Flick had created such a rare opportunity for everyone, and he could not afford to lose it.
Even Allen of course.. . Gaining fifty points in one go was indeed very tempting! He secretly made up his mind that he had to get the points. He could not let the other schools have the chance to increase the gap between them.
The three professors walked through the crowd and matched everyone into pairs.
Lockhart made Neville and Justin Fenrir? Edward was assigned by Professor Fleevy to Gryffindor's Fleevy. Professor Snape made Hermione and Slytherin's Millissen Bezos. They were paired together …
Allen noticed that Malfoy arrogantly walked towards Harry with a smug smile on his face. Such a grouping was naturally Professor Snape's masterpiece.
Allen did not have an opponent yet. The young wizards of the same grade were all too aware of Allen's strength, and no one was willing to be his opponent.
In the end, Professor Fleevy chose Gryffindor's George Weasley as his opponent. Weasley would be his duel opponent.
"I protest, I don't want to compete with a junior!" George was very reluctant and made all sorts of faces.
"Could it be that you're afraid of losing to Allen?" Penello said coldly. Seeing George looking down on Allen, she was very displeased.
Penello was coincidentally assigned to Gryffindor's Percy Weasley? She had originally admired Percy's excellence, but at this moment, looking at the two brothers' identical red hair and specks of freckles on their cheeks, Penello was furious. She decided to teach Percy a lesson and have a taste of Ravenclaw's prowess!
"Face your partners!" Lockhart returned to the stage and shouted, "Bow!"
George had no choice but to quickly complete the ritual with Allen.
"Raise your wands and get ready!" Lockhart said loudly, "When I count to three, cast a spell and disarm the opponent's weapon. Only disarm the weapon. We don't want any accidents. One — Two — Three — "
George suddenly raised his wand over his shoulder, ready to quickly finish off Allen. However, in the next second, he flew out and hit the wall.
Awkwardly getting up from the ground and reaching for his wand, George, who was always smiling, was furious.
"You must have attacked in advance!" George was indignant. He absolutely did not believe that he would be defeated by a second-year Allen.
"I didn't. But if you really don't believe me, we can do it again. "Allen was calm and composed, willing to speak with his strength.
George agreed without hesitation. Allen requested Professor Fleevy, who had been watching the match, to be the referee in case George could not accept the result and refused to admit defeat.
Standing properly again, George did not bow again, but stared fiercely at Allen. Allen still completed the ritual politely.
"One — Two — Three —"
Just as Professor Fleevy finished speaking, a red light hit George. He was once again sent flying and hit the wall. His posture and position were exactly the same as before.
He awkwardly picked up his wand and walked back. "Although I don't want to, I have to admit that you are indeed stronger than me, Allen!" George smiled bitterly.
Not all duels were so quick and peaceful. Not all young wizards were like George, who was willing to accept defeat. Not all of them were like Allen, who could defeat their opponents by only using a "weapon to disarm you."
"I said, only disarm!" Lockhart shouted in horror at the heads of the people fighting fiercely.
Professor Fleevy and Professor Snape shuttled through the crowd, constantly dispelling the spells of the young wizards who were under other spells.
A gust of green smoke filled the air above the venue. Everyone's eyes were bloodshot, and spells flew everywhere.
Edward and Fleevy's wands were thrown to the ground. The two of them were entangled, punching and slapping each other, having a great time.
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