"Stop the duel!" Professor Fleevy's shrill voice echoed throughout the auditorium. Allen's eardrums buzzed as if they had been pierced.
The effect of the sound was very obvious. Everyone stopped their magic at the same time and covered their ears.
`Good heavens, good heavens, 'said Lockhart, jumping up and down in the crowd, watching the aftermath of the duel. `You stand up, MacMillan. Look out, Miss Fawcett. Pinch hard, and the bleeding will stop in a minute, Boot.'
"I think we'd better start the last activity now — choosing the representatives of each academy for the duel," Lockhart said as he stood in the middle of the auditorium, looking flustered.
"Ravenclaw will choose Allen, Harris?" Professor Fleevy personally selected the candidate, but no one from Ravenclaw objected.
Allen smiled politely and walked towards Professor Fleevy.
"Then Slytherin will choose Draco, who is in the same year as Allen? Malfoy. " Professor Snape said as he glided across the stage like a vicious bat, dragging Malfoy onto the stage.
"In that case, we'll all choose the second-year wizard. Gryffindor — Harry? Potter! Hufflepuff, Justin Finley. Harthart will represent Justin Finley. " Lockhart said as he motioned for Harry and Justin to walk to the middle of the auditorium. The crowd stepped back to make room for them.
"Malfoy and Potter will be a team, Allen and Justin will be a team," Snape said with a sinister smile.
Professor Fleevy had no objections. In his opinion, none of them were a match for Allen.
"Wonderful! Don't be afraid, like me, I can effectively stop the curse. "Lockhart flipped his blond hair and looked at Harry and Justin, who were not present.
He raised his wand and waved it left and right, trying to conjure up complicated patterns, but he accidentally dropped it on the ground.
Snape sneered at the side, and Lockhart hurriedly picked up his wand and said, "Ouch — my wand got a little too excited."
Snape approached Malfoy and whispered a few words into his ear. Malfoy also sneered.
Professor Fleevy looked at Allen lovingly, not hiding his admiration for Allen at all. He didn't have anything to say to Allen. After several private trainings, he knew Allen's strength very well.
The first to go up were Allen and Justin. As expected, Justin's weapon was instantly removed, but Allen controlled his magic power, so Justin did not lose face in front of everyone.
Justin himself knew that Allen had shown mercy. He looked at Allen gratefully, admitted defeat, and walked off the stage.
But he didn't leave. He stood at the edge of the stage, wanting to watch the others duel up close.
When it was Harry and Malfoy's turn, Harry looked nervous. He couldn't understand Professor Lockhart's method of stopping the curse.
"Three — two — one — start!" Professor Lockhart shouted.
Malfoy quickly raised his wand and roared, "Black Dragon Out of Cave!"
The tip of his wand exploded, and a long black snake suddenly jumped out and landed heavily on the floor between the two of them. It then raised its head, ready to attack.
The crowd screamed and quickly stepped back to make way.
"Don't move, Potter," Professor Snape said lazily. "I'll get him away …"
"Let me!" Lockhart shouted. He raised his wand and waved it threateningly at the snake.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang. Not only did the snake not disappear, but it jumped up more than ten feet and landed heavily on the floor.
It was furious, hissing and flicking its tongue, heading straight for Justin Fenli. Then, it raised its head, bared its fangs, and assumed an attacking posture.
At this time, Harry's mouth made a strange sound. The snake collapsed on the floor, as soft as a pile of thick and black hose, staring at Harry.
"What trick do you think you're playing?" Justin shouted, his face full of anger and fear. Before Harry could speak, he turned and rushed out of the auditorium.
Professor Snape stepped forward and waved his wand. The snake turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.
The people around were whispering and pointing at Harry. Even Professor Fleevy looked at Harry in surprise.
Allen was the only one in the audience who understood Harry's words. He said, "Let him go!"
Seeing Harry standing on the stage at a loss, Allen reminded him, "Harry, the duel is not over yet!"
But Malfoy also heard Allen's shout, and he made the first move. His wand hit Harry hard. Harry staggered, pointed his wand at Malfoy, and shouted, "Grin!"
A silver light hit Malfoy in the stomach. He bent over, panting.
Harry then cursed Malfoy, making him kneel on the ground. He laughed so hard that he could not move.
Harry did not follow up with another attack. Instead, he looked at Professor Lockhart.
But at this time, Malfoy was desperately gasping for breath. He pointed his wand at Harry's knee and said, "Tarantella!"
Immediately, Harry's legs began to twitch uncontrollably, as if he was doing a kind of jig.
"Stop! Stop! "Lockhart shrieked, but Snape took over the reins.
"Stop the curse!" he shouted. Harry's legs stopped dancing, and Malfoy stopped laughing. Both of them finally looked up.
"So, who won?" Lockhart frowned.
"Harry knocked down Malfoy first, but Malfoy also hit Harry." Professor Snape and Professor Fleevy discussed and decided to let the two of them duel with Allen first. The result would depend on the situation.
Malfoy dueled with Allen first. Malfoy, who had seen Allen's strength, did not want to duel with Allen at all! But the dean was watching from behind. Malfoy had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand on the stage.
Professor Lockhart announced the start of the duel, but Malfoy made his move as soon as he counted to "two." "Black Dragon Leaves Cave!"
Malfoy felt that the spell that Professor Snape taught him would definitely help him win!
But reality was cruel. Allen waved his wand, and like Professor Snape, a beautiful Vanishing Spell easily got rid of the snake.
The Black Serpent flashed from tail to head and disappeared from the stage.
Allen's counterattack came in an instant. It was still "remove your weapon," but Allen showed no mercy. He wanted to teach Malfoy a lesson.
Malfoy fell off the stage, and his wand flew out of his hand and hit Crabbe's head.
"The result is obvious. Now, it's Potter's turn!" Professor Snape's face was gloomy. Obviously, he was not satisfied with Malfoy's performance.
Harry swallowed and stood on the stage.
When he returned to the stage, everyone except Ron and Hermione stayed away from him. He did not know what he had done wrong! At this time, he had to face the absolute powerhouse in his mind — Allen. Harry felt that life was too difficult!
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