Marvel: I, Hermione, am from Hogwarts!

The entire auditorium was eerily quiet.

However, it wasn't the only one that lost its breath. Under the green light, everyone seemed to stop breathing, not daring to even exhale.

Harry felt a dull ache in the scar on his forehead again.

He clenched his fists.

Over the years, he has developed a resolute character, and his expression changes only slightly before returning to normal.

He then nodded slightly to Hermione.

Hermione looked satisfied upon seeing this.

Harry is indeed growing up very fast, much faster than his peers.

Upon seeing this, Snape's expression changed from shock, anger, and worry to relief.

However, when he looked at Hermione, his brows were still furrowed, and his eyes were sometimes dangerous and sometimes nostalgic, incredibly complex.

He couldn't understand this girl.

Hermione kicked the lifeless giant spider corpse twice, then said calmly:

"These are the creatures of darkness; attacking humans is their innate instinct."

"Don't waste your limited compassion on this kind of thing; there are many other things that deserve your attention."

Ron nodded, looking like he had learned something.

That terrifying spider is finally dead, thank goodness, Hermione did a great job.

He quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Luna suddenly spoke up:

"But won't using these spells get us thrown into Azkaban?"

Hermione nodded:

"It's only forbidden to use it on people, so..."

Before she could finish speaking, Luna had a sudden flash of inspiration and seemed to understand something:

"As long as we don't get caught!"

Even Hermione was taken aback by these words.

There was silence.

Everyone looked at Luna.

Hermione's lips twitched.

What she actually meant to say was, "So just use it on dark creatures," but Luna just said something like that.

This……

Chapter 85 Hogwarts ×, Durmstrang √

This Luna is a little different from the Luna I remember from my past life.

Why does it feel like things have suddenly become a little... strange?

Hermione shook her head, trying to banish the strange feeling from her mind.

"Alright, these are the three unforgivable curses."

Her voice became clear again, drawing everyone's attention back.

"Because they are so dangerous and almost impossible to defend against, I personally suggest that if you encounter a dark wizard..."

Hermione paused, her eyes sweeping over the crowd, her tone calm yet carrying a chilling undertone.

"It's better to strike first than to strike first."

Hey, hey, hey, what are you saying!

Snape finally couldn't hold back any longer. He flicked his black robe and was about to step forward to stop Hermione from continuing.

Are you teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts or Dark Magic?

If this continues, I'm afraid the students of Hogwarts will start thinking "Avada Kedavra" as their first reaction when they see someone!

Are you trying to turn Hogwarts into Durmstrang?!

Snape's face was terribly grim, and his aura suddenly turned icy cold.

"Therefore, the disarming spell has become a required defensive spell for you."

Just as Snape was about to explode, Hermione suddenly changed the subject and looked at Lockhart beside her.

"Now, Professor Lockhart, please demonstrate to us how to use the Disarming Charm."

Snape abruptly stopped in his tracks, a crack appearing on his previously furious expression.

Fortunately, this girl wasn't so arrogant as to actually teach the Unforgivable Curse in public.

Snape secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

but……

She had actually mastered these three forbidden black magic spells, and the "Avada Kedavra" she had just cast was even fully formed to the point that it could kill.

It's hard to imagine just how strong a murderous intent this young girl possesses.

Snape's gaze toward Hermione became complicated.

There was sparse applause from the audience.

Most of the students were still reeling from the shock of the three unforgivable curses and were unable to recover for a moment.

Seeing that it was finally his turn to show off, Lockhart stretched out his hands to suppress the non-existent enthusiastic atmosphere.

"To help you all learn more effectively, I've decided to have your beloved 'Potions' professor cooperate with me in a duel-style demonstration, so you can truly experience the power of the Disarming Charm!"

Then, under Snape's death-looking gaze, Lockhart walked onto the stage with a big smile.

Lockhart's original plan was to spar with Hermione, but after witnessing her three consecutive "Diamond-stealing" attacks, he decisively abandoned the idea and instead set his sights on the easy target, Potions professor Snape.

Having spent so many years at Hogwarts only teaching Potions, Snape's combat abilities must be exceptionally poor!

Even I should be able to handle it easily.

Full of confidence, Lockhart walked up and stood opposite Snape.

Seeing Harry's worried expression, Lockhart even turned his head away.

"Don't worry, Harry, I'll be very careful and will definitely return your dear Professor Snape to you intact."

Snape's expressionless face twitched slightly. He didn't want to speak, but silently pulled his wand from his robes.

The two bowed to each other, then turned around and walked to the edge of the dueling platform.

Turning around, Lockhart struck what he considered a very elegant pose, cleared his throat, and said slowly and deliberately:

"three……"

"two……"

"one!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a clear and slow voice rang out before Lockhart could even finish striking a pose.

"Except for your weapon!"

A flash of red light appeared instantly.

As expected, Lockhart was sent flying backward, his wand slipping from his hand and landing far to the side.

The wizards: "..."

Why isn't this surprising at all?

Lockhart lay sprawled on the ground, a look of bewilderment and confusion flashing across his handsome face.

Who am I and where am I?

What just happened?

When he realized what was happening, his expression finally changed slightly.

But in just a moment, he immediately got up, dusted himself off, and said in a seemingly casual tone:

"It's certainly good to show them the effects of the Disarming Charm, but if I may be so bold, Professor Snape, your offensive intentions are too obvious and easily detected. Stopping you is a piece of cake."

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and the others couldn't help but wear amused smiles as they watched Lockhart's desperate attempt to save face.

Even Luna, who was lost in thought, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

They could all see that Snape had chanted the spell as slowly as possible, but Lockhart was still completely defenseless and fell directly into the trap.

Snape remained expressionless, ignoring him completely.

Lockhart, having made a fool of himself, awkwardly changed the subject:

“Now, let’s find a pair of volunteers to come up and use the spell we just used to fight.”