Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 123 Teaching
Mike chatted with Professor Flitwick until the evening. It had been a long time since the two had such a pleasant chat since Mike left Professor Flitwick's house.

Flitwick was in a good mood and invited Mike to have dinner with him in his office. Mike, who had been curious about the Hogwarts teacher's meal for a long time, agreed without hesitation.

When the house-elf brought delicious food to Professor Flitwick's office, Mike was deeply glad for his decision. Beef Wellington, bacon cream of mushroom soup... the delicious dishes made Mike almost swallow his tongue.

After dinner, Mike patted his belly and continued to chat with Professor Flitwick for a while before they went to the auditorium together.

The auditorium at this time has changed a lot compared to noon. The long tables of the four colleges in the auditorium have disappeared, and instead there is a huge stage in the center of the auditorium. Countless candles are suspended above the stage, and together with the stars on the ceiling, the entire stage is brightly lit.

The auditorium was packed with people, and every little wizard had an excited smile on his face, but strangely, they didn't seem interested in the stage in the center of the auditorium. Instead, they all gathered in a corner of the auditorium.

Mike stood on tiptoe and took a closer look. He saw a huge magic banner fluttering in the middle of the crowd with a few big words written on it: Duel Club Registration Office.

As a seeded player from Ravenclaw, Mike had already been guaranteed entry into the quarterfinals, so he naturally didn't need to squeeze into the crowd to register, but this didn't stop him from going to watch the excitement.

When I got closer, I saw that several staff members with orange armbands on their shoulders were sweating profusely as they registered the little wizards who were lining up in front of them. Franklin and Penelope were also in the crowd, and their positions were quite near the front, so it was soon their turn to register.

Finally it was their turn. When they excitedly handed over the application form and silver Sickle that they had already filled out, they were surprised to find that the staff member who registered them was actually Hermione.

Hermione, who was busy and exhausted, also looked gloomy when she saw Franklin and Penelope. Fortunately, Hermione was not the kind of person who abused her power. She still took the application forms and silver Sickles from the two according to the rules, and gave each of them an armband with their name on it.

At this moment, intense music sounded from the center of the auditorium, and everyone's attention was instantly drawn there.

"Welcome everyone to the first practical teaching of the Duelling Club!" Lockhart said, standing in the center of the stage in a gorgeous purple robe. "Professor Flitwick and I will bring you a real wizard duel!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the students gathered at the registration office exclaimed and rushed to the stage quickly. Everyone wanted to find a good viewing position. The registration office was suddenly empty. Hermione and other staff wiped the sweat from their heads and breathed a deep breath.

Compared to Lockhart's flashy appearance, Professor Flitwick's appearance was much more plain.

Professor Flitwick was still wearing the robe he had worn when he had dinner with Mike. He waved his wand lightly, and without him chanting any spell, a large stone hand stretched out from the stone floor of the auditorium, lifted him up, and gently placed him on the stage.

What surprised Mike was that Lockhart did not say a lot of pretentious nonsense like in the original book. Seeing that both parties had appeared on stage, Lockhart struck a pose that he thought was very handsome amid the cheers of the crowd and announced the official start of the duel.

Lockhart and Flitwick came together, bowed to each other, then pulled away.

Professor Flitwick's short stature was very funny when he made the bowing gesture, but none of the young wizards at the scene dared to laugh, because they knew that the short figure on the stage was a once well-known duel champion, and that in his petite body was hidden a terrifyingly powerful strength.

As everyone watched nervously, Lockhart and Flitwick raised their wands in front of them like swords. Then a huge number emitting white light appeared above the stage: 3. 3, 2, 1, "Bang!"

The number 1 in the air exploded with a loud noise. At the same time, the two people on the stage started to move. Professor Flitwick slowly waved his wand in the air, drew a standard disarming spell, and recited the spell word by word.

Lockhart on the other side made a similar move, except that he released the armor to protect himself.

Mike could see that Professor Flitwick was deliberately letting the opponent win. With the silent casting technique he used when he came on stage, how could he now cast a disarming spell by chanting incantations and drawing standard sigils, not to mention that his movements were so slow.

You have to know that Mike had many practical training sessions with Professor Flitwick during the summer vacation. Professor Flitwick was like a magic machine gun at that time. He didn't even chant spells or wave his wand, all kinds of spells would gush out from the wand.

As Flitwick was released, a dull red light was emitted.

Facing Professor Flitwick's Disarming Charm, Lockhart had no time to react, and the Disarming Charm instantly hit his chest. Lockhart showed a confident smile on his face, as he had already discussed it with Professor Flitwick, so the Disarming Charm Flitwick used would definitely not be very powerful.

What's more, he had already used armor to protect himself, and he believed that he would be safe under the protection of the protective spell.

However, the moment the red light exploded, Lockhart's confident smile froze on his face.

"Crash..."

There was a sound similar to glass breaking, and the transparent protective shield on Lockhart's body shattered instantly. The impact force generated by the collision between the disarming spell and the armor completely acted on Lockhart's chest, knocking him flying.

There was a cry of surprise from the audience, and Professor Flitwick was also stunned. He never expected that Lockhart's armor would be so weak that it couldn't even block his attack.

"I... cough cough, I'm fine." Lockhart said as he got up from the ground in a panic. "Professor Flitwick is worthy of being the dueling champion. His strength is so terrifying!"

Standing up slowly, Lockhart rested for a while while pressing his chest before continuing, "You saw that Professor Flitwick just used the Disarming Charm. As the name suggests, it is a spell that can make the opponent lose their weapons. The way to deal with it is also very simple. Just wear a piece of armor to protect yourself."

Most of the young wizards in the lower grades looked at Flitwick and Lockhart with admiration, while the students in the higher grades all showed contemptuous expressions. They clearly did not understand what had just happened.

"It's still early, so let's let the members of our Dueling Club practice in the next period of time." Lockhart coughed twice awkwardly and cast a pleading look at Professor Flitwick.

Lockhart couldn't hold on any longer, and if Flitwick insisted on continuing, he would be embarrassed all over again.

(End of this chapter)