Harry Potter: We are all descendants of our ninth uncle!

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Gilderoy Lockhart, who had just been quiet for a few days, started doing tricks again... The scope of the duel club also expanded to the second grade.

The students were very happy...because compared to the drama performances in Gilderoy's class, the Duel Club was obviously much more interesting.

"Look over here, look over here! Please look over at me and listen to what I have to say! Very good, that's right!"

Next is the reason why the Duel Club was established. It was arranged by the principal, as well as the assistant teacher Snape, and by the way, he promoted his hot-selling books.

"To make it easier for everyone to learn, I will give a demonstration with Professor Snape..."

Ron, who heard this, whispered in Harry's ear: "Wouldn't it be great if they both lost out..."

Harry shook his head: "Then you really think too highly of Gilderoy."

Although he didn't like Professor Snape very much, he could see who was superior between Snape and Gilderoy.

As expected, the first round ended with Gilderoy being knocked away.

Gilderoy endured the pain and continued to smile and said: "I just gave everyone a wrong demonstration. Everyone must remember every key of my intentional mistakes."

On the stage, Gilderoy skillfully saved his embarrassing situation... completely unaware of the murderous Snape opposite him.

Then, the duel officially began...

However, the magic duel was not as advanced as Gilderoy expected, but within two rounds, starting from Malfoy and Harry... everything went into chaos.

Neville and Justin both fell to the floor panting; Ron grabbed Seamus, whose face was ashen, and apologized profusely for the disaster caused by his broken wand; and Hermione, who had high hopes, even told him Opponent Millicent Bosted immediately started a hand-to-hand fight without even fighting twice...

Facing Millicent, who was stronger and taller than Harry, he directly clamped Hermione's head with both hands, causing her to scream in pain.

At this time, Li Xian, who couldn't find an opponent because he was too strong, stood in the distance and sighed helplessly, reminding him: "The kung fu lessons in the Maoshan class are really useless..."

Hermione reacted immediately after being reminded by Li Xian.

"Wing Chun! Hermione Granger!"

"Look for the bridge! Point to the target!"

"Spread your hands! Elbow hands! Zeng palms! Cross hands!"

This Wing Chun style is to use the small to fight the big, the weak to fight the strong, and the fast to fight the fast!

Miris Bosted, who was not qualified to undergo the baptism of the Maoshan class, had never seen these things... Even though she was physically strong, she was eventually knocked to the ground by Hermione's easy Wing Chun moves.

It's just that Hermione was obviously bullied by Milis just now, and now she finally fought back. Naturally, she couldn't help but throw in a few more punches, and for a moment she smelled like something... Fortunately, Li Xian shook it off easily. He cast a floating spell and picked her up.

"Why are you so angry, little girl?"

Li Xian looked at Milis who was beaten with a bruised nose and face, and suddenly smiled: "But I like it!"

Hermione wiped her sweat and glared at Li Xian, who had been watching the joke. Li Xian, who was cheerful just a second ago, suddenly frowned and stared in one direction.

And the most obvious person in that direction is Gilderoy Lockhart.

"What's wrong???"

Following Li Xian's gaze, Hermione noticed that the heels of Gilderoy's feet had unconsciously lifted up... After maintaining this state of not touching the ground for a long time, suddenly It fell again.

Hermione asked with confusion on her face: "What kind of quirk is this???"