HP Dawn Night

The hall was full of smog——

Potter and Draco were on the bar, and they were casting jinxes at each other (both mischievous grades), at which point they were both slumped to the ground, barely able to hold their heads up.

Weasley's broken wand did a lot of damage to Finnigan, who was lying on the ground with a dead face, while the former shook him and apologized.

Astoria Greengrass is chatting with Blaise, Blaise doesn't seem to be in the mood to deal with it, just wearing his usual smiling mask, but Astoria seems to be unaware of this, still talking to himself happy.

Daphne Greengrass and I don't even have wands, and neither wants to talk to the other.

It's just that Pansy and Granger are inseparable from each other. My eyes are dazzled, but it is obvious that Pansy's charm class results have not been reflected in the fighting, and she is struggling to cope.

Lockhart jumped up and down in the crowd: "My God, my God, you stand up, Ernie, watch out...Miss Fawcett...squeeze hard, the bleeding will stop in a second, Boot..."

Pansy took a step back and paused the fight, panting.She stared at Granger with shame and anger, but there was nothing she could do. I went to help her up:

"Come and take a break, Pansy."

"I think I'd better teach you how to stop unfriendly magic." Lockhart stood in the middle of the auditorium with a panicked expression.There was a cold light in Dad's eyes, and he looked away after just one look. "Volunteer to come up as a couple, please," said Lockhart. "Parkinson and Granger, how are you?"

There was a sudden silence in the auditorium. Slytherin and Gryffindor were pitted against each other at the beginning. Did Lockhart think that the relationship between the two colleges was not bad enough?

Granger gave Pansy a provocative sideways glance, and walked strategically to the center of the auditorium.Although she didn't say a word, the meaning was already obvious.

Pansy glanced at me, her expression a little flustered.In the contest just now, Pansy had already found out that he was not a good fighter, but Lockhart added confusion:

"Oh, don't be afraid, Miss Parkinson..." he added fuel to the fire, "Miss Granger is the top-ranked girl in Gryffindor's second year, isn't she the star of Charms? In fact, Granger Miss Jie's Defense Against the Dark Arts is also very good—”

"Then let the girl with the best grades in Slytherin go," Pansy said loudly.

I:"……"

This sudden feeling of being noticed by everyone is not good at all!

"It makes sense...Vio, come here, come here." Dad waved to me.I couldn't get off the tiger, hesitated and thought for a while, and thought that at least I would not lose to Granger.

"Show her some color, Vio," Pansy called.

Lockhart said foolishly, "Miss Snape? Great, let's see—"

"Come on, Vio!" Pansy called, interrupting Lockhart.

I weighed Granger's level secretly in my heart, and I didn't think she was really a good fighter.Maybe she just knew more spells.

People backed away to make room for us.

Granger clutched her wand nervously.

"one two Three--"

Quickly, I raised my wand over my shoulder, and yelled, "Curse of the Bat!"

Even though Lockhart said it would be fine to just disarm the opponent, I can't believe Granger wouldn't take the opportunity to show off her skills or something.

Sure enough, it was almost the same moment.Granger yelled, "Petrify all!"

I bent down to avoid it, and seized the opportunity to point at her and yell, "Tarantella!" Granger's legs twitched uncontrollably, as if dancing a kind of jig.

"Grind and hooray!"

"Armor for protection! Front teeth match stick!" I waved my wand quickly, and Granger wailed, her front teeth growing so fast that she looked like a tap-dancing rabbit now.

There was a burst of cheers from the Slytherins, mixed with annoyed hisses from the Gryffindors.As I was trying to figure out how to end this fight, Granger pointed his wand at my leg, panting:

"Stop stiff legs!"

I hate this spell the most!Finnigan used it to make me fall off the Quidditch stands last year.This time, before I fell to the ground, I cast two consecutive spells at Granger angrily:

"Shaggy! Faint!"

OK, I won.

To the deafening cheers of the Slytherins, Dad waved his wand, and immediately my leg returned to normal, and Granger came back to life.When she realized what she was like now, she let out a scream, covered her face and almost cried.

I returned to the Slytherin team in the face of Pansy's adoring eyes. At the same time, the pair of Draco and Potter was pulled on the stage by Lockhart.

He seemed to want Gryffindor to win one more time, but if Granger couldn't, then there would only be ace Harry Potter.

"That's great, Vio, almost zero loss, isn't it." Pansy looked at me adoringly, which was very helpful to me.

I rubbed my sore knee: "Come on, Granger will have to hate me again from now on."

"What's the matter, who cares about her." Pan Xi said nonchalantly.That box, Granger had returned to its original form with the help of the spell.However... probably everyone will not forget it for a while.

"Look at Draco!" I interrupted, pointing to the stage, Draco just yelled "Oolong out of the hole", a long black snake sprang out from the end of Draco's wand, and struck heavily It lands on the floor, then raises its head and prepares to attack.The crowd all around screamed and screamed and backed away, and Pansy, Blaise, and I took the opportunity to push our way to the front.

"That's a great spell, Draco did it well," Pansy said excitedly.

"Stay still, Potter," said Dad lazily, "I'll get it off—"

"Let me do it!" Lockhart yelled.He raised his wand and waved it at the snake threateningly. Suddenly, he heard a bang. Instead of disappearing, the snake jumped more than a foot high and fell back to the floor heavily. It was furious and hissed. The pup swam across the floor toward Justin Finlayry, and then, with its head up and its fangs bared, it struck.

Potter stepped forward suddenly and said something to the snake in a hissing, low voice.The snake fell to the floor, as supple as a pile of water pipes.However, no one will be happy about this, because it sounds like he is instigating the snake to attack...

"My God, I can't believe it."

"Justin, are you okay?"

"Are you crazy, what are you doing?"

"Vio! Vio? Did you see that?" Pansy shook me anxiously. Draco had already jumped off the stage. He looked at Potter suspiciously and defensively. Blaise, who was not surprised, also drew his wand.

All were whispering.

"What do you think you're up to?" Justin Fletcher exclaimed, angrily and terrified, before turning and storming out of the auditorium.

Dad came up, with a calculating look in his eyes, he raised his hand and waved his wand, and the snake disappeared in a plume of black smoke.

Potter, a Parseltongue?