The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(Haha, I remembered what a fan of the book review said, it makes sense, writing a book at Tomato is really like a palace fight.

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Lockhart stood on the edge of the field, playing with the wand in his hand, turning it casually.

"Okay... Don't be nervous, just like the two of you just now, effectively stop those unfriendly magics" Lockhart emphasized heavily there.

"What?" Harry looked up nervously.

What bullshit?Like Cyrus and the old bat?What kind of dueling club would he come to if he could join the two of them?

But Malfoy just stared at Potter in front of him, clenched the wand in his hand with a sneer, he must be fast this time!He kept chanting the mantra in his heart.

Neville and Justin on the side exchanged glances, both of them indicated that they would hug each other and lay on the ground.

Are you kidding, it's not like beating Slytherin, is it worth fighting hard?

"Remember, I demonstrated it," Snape said with a smirk from the audience.

"One...two...three...start!" Lockhart cheerfully gave the order.

Draco Malfoy seized the opportunity, immediately leveled his wand, and shouted: "Oolong out!"

This was exactly the trick Snape used before, and Harry watched in horror as the tip of the opponent's staff suddenly exploded, a long black snake fell to the ground, and opened its fangs at Harry.

Although it was much smaller than Professor Snape's, it still caused Neville and Justin to retreat crazily.

"It seems that Potter doesn't know how to expel the curse." Snape lazily looked at Harry who didn't dare to move, and felt much more at ease, "Don't worry, I can..."

Sure enough, bullying Harry and satirizing Cyrus are the source of his happiness now.

"I'm coming!" Lockhart screamed, interrupted Snape, and came to Harry's side on his own, raised his wand, "Expel you!"

Harry was disappointed, the snake just flew up for a while, then hit the ground and rolled a few times, the enraged poisonous snake quickly spit out the snake letter, caught the nearest Harry and rushed over.

Professor McGonagall frowned, and was about to stop him, but instead of retreating, he saw Harry foolishly moving forward.

"Harry! Back up!" Ron yelled, but stopped short, looking at the stage in disbelief.

"What's that?" Hermione looked at Harry and hissed. "Is he talking like a snake?"

"It's Parseltongue, Harry told me before..." Cyrus realized that Harry didn't know what he was doing, "This time he will probably be pushed to the top of the wave again"

Harry only felt that he just said "don't move", but the snake really didn't move, and it coiled up limply on the ground, but its black eyes were still staring at him.

"How is it possible!" Malfoy shouted in surprise, but his heart was laughing wildly, "Harry is a Parseltongue! Heir of Slytherin!!"

Even Snape looked at him with unexpected eyes, and there was some cunning in it.

He waved his wand and ordered: "Go! Go attack!!"

The Black Snake, who received the mandatory order, just crawled lazily in the direction of Justin, and Harry's fear crawled back to his forehead.

Since it wanted to attack, it could only randomly pick another person who couldn't speak Parseltongue.

"Finley!"

Snape reminded Justin who was too scared by Harry to move, but the other party still looked at Harry with terrified and flustered eyes, more in disbelief.

He wasn't startled by the snake, but by Harry's voice.

"Harry! Sword!" Neville yelled before Snape was about to come up, the poisonous snake was getting closer and closer to Justin, his friend was in danger!

That idiot Malfoy had already sneaked off the stage because he couldn't counterspell.

Neville was not good at spells, he even used the simplest levitation spell for a week.

Harry, who came out of a daze after being pulled by his arm, shook his head, took a chair with the Flying Charm, transformed into a two-handed sword and handed it to Neville.

Professor McGonagall, who had already rushed to the front of the crowd, smiled, and she stopped.

Everyone saw Neville Longbottom who seemed to be possessed by Cyrus. He held up his great sword, and his sleeves slipped off, revealing his thick arms that had been continuously exercised.

Neville took two strides and cut off the long snake's head with a single sword.

"You taught him?" Hermione's mischievous fingers drilled into Cyrus' palm, "Because I'm not good at spells, so I turned around?"

Cyrus and Hermione are currently the calmest two, and they didn't feel too much emotion because of Harry's snake tongue. For Hermione, it's none of her business.

"Huh? I'm just teaching him the most basic sword skills." Cyrus pouted, "At least it's a good thing, isn't it?"

After the snake, which may be named Louis, was separated from its head and tail, it turned into a plume of black smoke and disappeared, leaving only whispering voices.

"You... are Parseltongue?!" Justin was helped off the stage by Neville, "Harry, tell me, this is actually your trick!!"

"Okay! It's a farce..." Professor McGonagall's eyes flashed coldly, making Lockhart afraid to say anything, "Malfoy! I hope you will use it after you have fully learned a spell next time." Show off!"

Malfoy, who was hiding behind Snape, trembled at the lion's voice, but Snape looked indifferent.

Just short of having "I f*ck don't care about anything" written on my face.

"Okay! That's all for tonight's dueling practice...Mr. Potter just... used his little talent, it's no big deal"

Talking, but still looking at Harry worriedly.

But they didn't dodge too much, they were just a little curious and panicked, after all, Parseltongue is not a good thing in any sense.

"Everyone~ Harry is one of us." Cyrus' voice was not loud, but it calmed down most people.

The simple and clear sentence gave Harry, who was a little flustered, a sense of belonging again, and it also reminded others of what Harry had done.

Yes, if Harry was as bad as the rumored Parseltongues, wouldn't they have been poisoned to death by the butterbeer Harry treated them to?

Professor Sprout, who had just walked in, took advantage of the little wizard's distraction and rubbed his head appreciatively.

She glanced proudly at Professor McGonagall, who saw it in her eyes: Did you see it?That's why little Cyrus belongs to Hufflepuff.

"Maybe he's just pretending?" Malfoy the foul-mouthed brat muttered.

However, this sentence happened to be heard by the troubled Professor McGonagall. If it was in the past, she would not bother to care about it, but now...

"Malfoy! Five points will be deducted for framing a student!"

"Shut up! Idiot!" Snape twitched him roughly, "Today I will train you well, don't sleep until you learn the spell, Slytherin doesn't need those useless rest times"

How stupid, he has been training Malfoy for how long, and even demonstrated it for him, but he hasn't even learned the counter-curse yet.

Thinking of today's duel with Cyrus, he also felt a little irritable.

That's it?Slytherin is really not as good as one class, so he deliberately turned a blind eye to those little snakes who joined the Granger Study Club.

"Let's talk about it later." Hermione glanced at Harry who wanted to explain, and shook her head, "Tonight is already messy enough."

"Coward! A snake will scare you to the knees." Wayne poked his head out from behind Fawcett, and his sarcasm made Justin a little out of breath.

"What do you know! I just..." Justin hopped his feet angrily, glared at Harry, turned his head angrily, and left.

Even though he knew it was Malfoy's order, he was still annoyed by 'Harry is a Parseltongue' and the legend was by his side?funny.

Harry lowered his head in shame. He should find a chance to explain clearly to his friends. He dared to swear that if he had any intention of harming Justin, he would be poisoned to death by the old bat the next day.

Wayne's weird words made the atmosphere a little more lively.

"At least we saw Gryffindor's new Juggernaut today, didn't we?" Cyrus shrugged, greeted Neville, and was held by Hermione out of the auditorium.

"Speaking of which... Neville's sword is really handsome," Hannah whispered beside him.

Please~ It's so cool to chop off the head of a giant snake like a knight!

"No way..." Neville smirked dumbly, was pulled by Ron, and followed Harry out of the area.

"The Juggernaut! The Juggernaut of Gryffindor!" Lee Jordan cheered, "I knew this day would come! I've seen Neville secretly imitating 'Lightning' in the club before."

"Sword Master!!"

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and left briskly. Although Pomona ridiculed her, at least there was something to gain, right?

At least the Longbottom boy stood up slowly.