Marvel: I, Hermione, am from Hogwarts!

He had fully realized that he was no match for anyone, and refused to personally take to the field.

"Uh……"

Lockhart looked around and saw that no one was willing to go on stage, so the scene became somewhat quiet.

Left with no other option, Lockhart could only look at Snape again:

“Professor Snape, could you please recommend one of your Slytherin students, while I will find a volunteer from Gryffindor?”

Even he knew that it would be more interesting and capture the students' interest to pit Gryffindor against Slytherin.

Snape nodded, glanced around, and his gaze settled on Malfoy in the crowd. He said in a calm tone:

"Malfoy, go ahead."

Lockhart noticed Hermione sharing the chocolate frog with Luna and quickly said:

“Miss Granger, why don’t you do it? I believe everyone is looking forward to seeing your brilliant performance again.”

However, before he could finish speaking, Malfoy, who was walking towards the stage, suddenly stumbled, his legs gave way, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"No, I don't want to! Change them! Change them!"

Malfoy screamed in terror.

"Don't let her come over! Don't let her come over!"

He screamed and backed away on all fours until his back was against Snape's legs. Then, as if he had found a lifeline, he clung to Snape's thigh tightly and refused to let go.

Completely disregarding their pride and image as "pure-blooded" Slytherin nobles.

Malfoy's reaction was unexpectedly strong, and Snape was also somewhat surprised. He frowned slightly and looked at Hermione with a questioning look in his eyes.

It seems to be a silent question:

What exactly did you do to him?

Chapter 86 Parseltongue

Hermione shrugged and spread her hands helplessly.

Then he picked up a chocolate frog and fed it to Luna.

Lockhart was utterly helpless and could only look towards Gryffindor again to call out names once more:

"Harry, why don't you go?"

Of all the people at Hogwarts, Hermione and Harry were the ones he knew best, so now he could only mess around with the people he knew first.

Harry nodded, not refusing.

Although Lockhart wasn't very capable and was extremely narcissistic and flamboyant, it must be said that he was quite good to himself and didn't have any malicious intent.

Upon hearing that Harry had become the one going on stage, Malfoy, who had been terrified just moments before, immediately perked up.

He scrambled to his feet at lightning speed, dusted himself off, and gave Harry a defiant look.

Seeing Malfoy's face change in an instant, Harry was furious.

Okay, okay, you're only afraid of Hermione, not me at all, right?

I'll teach you a lesson in a minute.

The two have never gotten along, and today they finally have the opportunity for an officially recognized wizard duel, something both of them are eager for.

The two stopped when they were close enough to kiss.

"Are you scared, Potter?"

Malfoy said ominously.

"Stop dreaming."

Harry, not to be outdone, snorted coldly.

With both sides guided by the principle of "teaching him a lesson," the tension between the two men escalated.

"Prepare the wand."

Hermione's voice rang out at just the right moment, interrupting the two's virtual contest.

"Both sides are only allowed to use the Disarming Charm. The first to successfully disarm the opponent's wand wins."

Hermione briefly announced the rules, and Harry and Malfoy couldn't wait to turn around and get into dueling stances.

"Three, two, one... Go!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Malfoy made the first move.

"Suspended and flipped!"

A flash of white light, and Harry was hit instantly, tumbling several times in the air before crashing to the ground.

Malfoy gave a disdainful look.

Harry immediately got up, not to be outdone.

"Retreat the enemy three feet!"

His wand also emitted a white light, which struck Malfoy, sending him flying backward and grimacing on the ground.

Fortunately, neither of them possessed high magical power, so the spells they cast were not powerful enough to truly harm anyone; they were merely left in a sorry state.

Hermione grinned to herself as she watched the two of them stand and fight in turn.

Malfoy got up, re-established his stance, and seemed quite annoyed at being knocked down in public.

"A black dragon emerges from its cave!"

A beam of light shot out from the wand, transforming into a cobra in mid-air before landing in front of Harry.

Snake, snake, attack!

The cobra flicked its tongue and swam toward Harry.

Seeing this, Snape immediately stepped forward and said, "Don't move, Potter, I'll take it away."

"Let me do it, Professor Snape!"

A voice interrupted Snape's actions.

Lockhart didn't miss any opportunity to show off (or embarrass himself), and preemptively chanted the incantation:

"The smoke dissipated and they ascended to heaven!"

The spell struck, and the cobra was launched into the air on the spot, before landing unharmed in full view of everyone.

Everyone: "..."

It wasn't a complete failure.

The "smoke and clouds" didn't actually disappear, but at least the "ascension" took effect.

Before Lockhart could come up with a reason, Cobra seemed to be provoked, opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp fangs, and looked at Justin, who was closest to it.

"Hiss..."

These two sounds seemed to trigger some kind of switch; Harry's gaze immediately became unfocused, his lips trembled slightly, and he emitted a hissing, low sound that did not sound like human language.

“Sayasahishi…”

He whispered to himself as he unconsciously walked toward the cobra.

Kasak!

Hermione almost blurted it out.

The cobra breathed out, its eyes showing a human-like bewilderment as it stared blankly at Harry, then hissed twice.

Instantly, the entire classroom fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Even Lockhart looked surprised, forgetting to even try to make amends.

Snape looked at Harry with disbelief.

No, it's not possible...

Hermione sighed.

Alright, teaching accident 3.0.

"The snake has vanished without a trace!"

Hermione cast a spell, and the cobra stewed chicken vanished into thin air.

However, it was too late; all the students looked at Harry with unspeakable fear in their eyes.

"Did you just ignore what I said, that only disarming spells are allowed?"

Hermione suddenly raised her wand and pointed it at Harry and Malfoy.

The next second, the two felt as if an invisible hand had grabbed their necks, slowly lifting them up and suspending them in mid-air, unable to move.

"Um?!"

Hermione exudes a terrifying aura.