Chapter 78: Traditional Wizard Battles, the Emphasis Is on Stopping at the Right Time

When Rolf returned to the hall, he found the whole room was noisy.

The young wizards were training in pairs, but it was more like a fight between gangsters. Everyone tried everything except... wands and magic.

Seamus Figani of Gryffindor was stealing peaches like a monkey, grabbing Dean Thomas's weakness; Dean was not to be outdone and grabbed Seamus's skull with his backhand.

Justin hadn't brushed his mouth for two days, and he blew into McMillan's nose, trying to use biological weapons.

Rolf turned his head suddenly to avoid the shoe thrown by someone, which happened to hit Susan's head.

Hannah seemed to be addicted to acting in a drama in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. As soon as Neville raised his wand, the little girl immediately fell to the ground.

Neville rushed over, and when Hannah was helped up by him, she left a "last words" with difficulty, which was the essence of Down's performance.

Are you two acting Romeo and Juliet here? !

Harry and Malfoy did use magic:

Harry was hit by the dancing spell, his legs twitched uncontrollably; Malfoy was hit by the laughing spell, holding his stomach, laughing until his whole body went limp.

The two men fell to the ground and kept tearing and wrestling, but from a distance, it looked more like an intimate hug... Look how happy Malfoy was laughing!

Rolf shuttled through the crowd and soon found Shirley and Hermione. The two girls fought in an orderly manner.

After Hermione complained many times, Dumbledore took out two classes a week to teach her the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook...After more than a year of study, her strength was not bad.

Part of Shirley's magic was learned from Rolf to deal with the magical creatures in the box.

The other part was from tutoring Lupin with Rolf during the summer vacation...her level was not bad either.

Shirley and Hermione's fight was quite pleasing to the eye.

Seeing Rolf coming back, they all stopped at the same time. Hermione hurried over and asked, "Did you find anything?"

"I found this in Lockhart's office." A piece of silver fragment appeared in Rolf's hand.

After Hermione took it, she asked curiously, "What is this?"

As an assistant, Shirley is also knowledgeable. After observing for a long time, she said uncertainly, "Is it the eggshell of a bird snake egg?"

"That's right!" Rolf nodded slightly and said, "I found that Lockhart secretly used bird snake eggs to make shampoo in his office."

"So..."

"The mysterious animal that attacked Ron and Filch in the trophy display room that night was probably a bird snake that escaped from Lockhart." Rolf lowered his voice:

"Ron and Filch both felt that the creature that attacked them was very large, but they couldn't see it. That's because the bird snake can change its body size freely. After the attack, it became smaller in an instant."

"So... Malfoy saw Lockhart in the magical animal store in Knockturn Alley, and he was buying a bird snake?" Hermione said in surprise.

"That's right, the bird snake is a forbidden magical creature, and it can only be bought in Knockturn Alley." Rolf said calmly.

"So, it was Lockhart and the bird snake who attacked Filch and Mrs. Pince?" Shirley looked up and asked.

"It's hard to say." Rolf shook his head.

He didn't find the diary in Lockhart's office. The attack in the trophy display room was related to the bird snake, but Filch and Mrs. Pince... not necessarily.

These are two things and cannot be confused.

"By the way, how is it here?" Rolf asked, "Didn't Lockhart and Professor Snape fight?"

"They fought." Shirley smiled and covered her mouth, "Lockhart was beaten unilaterally by Professor Snape."

Rolf glanced at Hermione with a sidelong glance. The girl's face was a little embarrassed, and she suddenly glared. She had been stubborn for so long and hadn't admitted that she lost.

"How dare Lockhart hold a duel club with his level?" Shirley asked in confusion: "Which professor does he choose as his assistant? Won't he expose his strength?"

"As a liar, Lockhart is not afraid of being exposed. He dares to be a teacher under Dumbledore's nose, and he is a well-known professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts..." Rolf sneered:

"Compared with this matter, a small duel club is nothing."

If Lockhart had a better brain and could distinguish the importance of things, he would not come to Hogwarts.

"I can only say that Lockhart is a little clever, but not much... His desire to show off has far surpassed reason."

Shirley and Hermione were both thoughtful.

Lockhart, who was called by Rolf as having an excessive desire to show off, was jumping around in the crowd at this time.

"Stand up, Ernie... Pay attention, Miss Fawcett... Squeeze hard, the bleeding will stop immediately, Boot..."

Lockhart performed a circle, but did not use his so-called superb "healing magic" to save a student.

Finally, he walked back to the stage and shouted:

"This won't do, Professor Snape, we have to stop them, or let a pair of students come up to perform... Longbottom and Abbott are good!"

Lockhart obviously admired the two's performance without getting hurt.

Snape's black eyes flashed with coldness, and he smiled:

"This is a bad idea, Professor Lockhart, Scamander seems to be alone, without a companion, let him come!

Scamander, come up!"

Rolf heard Snape calling his name, he curled his lips and had to walk towards the stage.

The students gradually quieted down.

"Who should we find to practice with?" Lockhart looked around and suggested: "How about Mr. Malfoy?"

Malfoy, who was still lying on the ground, twitched his mouth. What kind of hatred or grudge was there? He was asked to go up and die with Scamander?

Snape did not agree. His eyes wandered among the crowd, lingered on Harry for a long time, and finally moved to Lockhart.

"Malfoy is too weak. You should guide Scamander." Snape said with a grin:

"Professor Lockhart, you should strengthen Scamander and let him know his place."

"Good!" The Slytherin students all cheered.

Lockhart hesitated.

When he was on the Orient Express, he only saw Rolf saving people, but he had never seen the boy fighting, but he still heard some rumors afterwards.

For example, what stopped the dark wizard...

"Professor Lockhart, you wouldn't dare to fight a student, would you?" Professor Snape sneered.

"How is that possible!" Lockhart laughed dryly, "I'm afraid of hurting him."

"Don't worry, Professor Lockhart." Rolf smiled and said, "I'll take care of myself."

The words had come to this point, especially in the public eye, Lockhart was a little bit in a dilemma, so he had to bite his teeth and agree.

Lockhart raised his wand and waved it left and right, trying to play a cool trick similar to sword flower, but accidentally dropped it on the ground.

Lockhart hurriedly picked up the wand, he laughed and covered it up: "Oh... my wand is a little overexcited."

"Rolf, I don't want to hurt you, let's fight a civilized and polite battle later..."

"Three... two... one... start!" Snape shouted.

Lockhart had just been taught a lesson by Snape, and now he also learned a lesson. He immediately raised his wand and aimed it at the boy.

All the students stared at Rolf, wanting to see his legendary wandless spell.

But in everyone's sight, Rolf put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards Lockhart with an arrogant attitude that deserved a beating.

Lockhart's face was very ugly.

This was undoubtedly looking down on him.

Lockhart raised his wand. He had a rare chance to aim, and suddenly said in a shrill voice: "Expelliarmus!"

A dazzling red light shot towards Rolf, but the boy did not change his pace. When the red light was about to hit him, he suddenly tilted his head to avoid it.

The warning brought by spider sense can make Rolf easily avoid this kind of attack. He plans to try it next time, tilting his head to avoid Avada's big melon.

Lockhart was furious. He fired another spell, and Rolf tilted his head to avoid it again.

All the students exclaimed, and the witches applauded wildly.

Rolf dodged three times in a row, walked quickly across the stage, and walked to Lockhart's side. He raised his wand high and pressed it against Lockhart's head.

"Rolf, the traditional wizard fight is about stopping at the right time..." Lockhart said hurriedly.

But the spell flashed, and Lockhart flew backwards and hit the wall hard.

"My arm... seems to be broken!" Lockhart shouted miserably.

"Don't move, Lockhart, I'll help you heal." Snape walked over lazily.

"No... don't you..." Lockhart said weakly, but Snape's wand was already aimed at his arm.

"Ahhh!"

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