Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Early the next morning, the bones on Harry’s arm had grown. Madam Pomfrey checked it once and found that it was not bad. She told Harry directly that she could leave.

Harry naturally couldn’t wait any longer.

He dressed as arbitrarily as possible, hurried to the Gryffindor tower, and rushed to talk to Ron and Hermione about Colin and Dobby, but they were not there.

Harry went out to look again, wondering, where can they go? He felt a little wronged, and they didn’t even care about his bones.

But when he looked for it and came to Myrtle’s bathroom, he found that only Hermione was alone here.

“Harry!” she said. “You scared me. Come in. – How is your arm?”

“It’s good,” Harry said, squeezing into the small room.

I saw a cauldron on the toilet, and Harry heard a groaning sound under the toilet, knowing that they had a fire underneath. Use magic to create a portable waterproof fire, which is Hermione’s masterpiece.

“Ron? Is he not here?” Harry asked curiously.

“Yes,” Hermione said. “Well, I mean, I haven’t seen him since I started this morning.”

They were talking, but they saw Ron pushing the door directly in. His face was very unsightly.

“What’s wrong, Ron? Where have you been?” Harry was surprised.

Ron was silent for a while, started talking: “I went to Marx.”

“Going to Marx?” Hermione stood up and stood up.

“Well, I didn’t find it…”

Ron said lowly and left again, leaving only Harry and Hermione look at each other in dismay.

“We should go and ask what happened?” Harry glanced at Hermione.

“I think it’s best not to.” Hermione shook her head and didn’t know what to answer, just to get rid of it.

For a time, Harry fell into doubt, but forgot all the words he wanted to say. But they did not expect that, at the most unexpected, Marx suddenly appeared in front of them.

……

On Monday morning, Colinvey was attacked and the news of lying in the ward like a dead man was spread all over the school.

In a flash, the rumors in the school were flying, and everyone was suspicious.

First Year new student is always in groups of three or four. It is like a group of people who are afraid of acting alone and will be attacked.

Ginny was on the same table as Colevey in the spell class, and it was a bit distracting.

In order to make her happy, Fred and George took turns to wear feathers or turned out to be full of scabies, jumping out from behind the stone statue to tease her, and Harry felt that this was obviously a help.

Later, Percy was incoherent and told them that he had to write to their mother Mrs. Weasley, telling her that Ginny had nightmares at night, and they stopped talking.

One day after that, Harry was crossing the hall.

They suddenly saw a small group of people gathered around the bulletin board and read the text on a parchment that had just been nailed up.

Seamus · Finnigan and Dean · Thomas are very excited and greet them.

“They want to start the Duelling Club!” Seamus said. “The first meeting this evening. I don’t object to learning some dueling courses, and maybe one day will come in handy…”

And at 8 o’clock that evening, the look of the Hogwarts hall changed.

The long dinning table disappeared, and a gold-plated strip-shaped stage appeared along a wall, shining hundreds of candles floating above it, and the ceiling once again became velvety black.

Almost all of the school’s students are coming. Fortunately, the hall is wide enough. Although it still seems to be crowded, it is at least a little bit of room to move around.

Each of them has their own wand, a look of excitement.

It didn’t take long for Gilderoy Lockhart to appear in the look of everyone’s expectations.

He wore a purple-red robes, his hair combed, and his appearance was good. At first glance, it was really radiant – as long as he didn’t move.

However, it is obviously impossible for the new professor of Sao Bao to move and not speak.

Lockhart waved everyone to be quiet, then loudly shouted: “Come around, get around! Can everyone see me? Can you hear me talking… Great!”

“That’s the case, Professor Dumbledore allowed me to start this little Duelling Club and train everyone to prevent you from one day needing self-defense and protecting yourself in the way I have used it countless times – for more details, see The work I published.”

He said, another wave of hands, made a “please” posture.

“I will introduce my assistant – Professor Snape!” He moved towards Snape on the stage. “He told me that he also knows a little about the duel. He also generously promised before class. Help me make a small demonstration.”

“I said, I don’t want to worry about these little guys – after I have finished demonstrating with him, I will return your potion teacher to you in good condition, don’t be afraid -“

“I said,” Snape suddenly interrupted. “I really know a little about the duel, but it’s not me who wants to accompany you today.”

He took a step to the side and lit the person behind him, said with a cold laugh.

“……It’s him.”

This time everyone is startled, because it is not someone else standing behind Snape, it is Marx – Marx · McLorne!

“Oh-haha,” Lockhart snorted and smiled. “I think you must be joking. As a Teacher, how can I have a duel with the students? How dangerous?”

“No, I think this is right.” Snape smiled faintly. “In this case, you can see more clearly, the danger of the curse…”

He paused, simply slamming Lockhart: “I think that under the disparity gap, it should be nothing to control the danger to your ‘decision expert’?”

Sure enough, Lockhart immediately jumped into the pit.

“Oh, of course! I think your idea is not bad… yes.” Lockhart showed a kind of grin smile. “Come up, Marx.”

To say that Marx didn’t want to mix it up, I don’t know why, Snape threw it to himself. He thought about it and finally agreed.

“Reassured, child – don’t be afraid, you won’t be hurt because of this. I have experience in doing duel guidance.” Lockhart maintained a charming smile. “I may also write a book on duel. It will definitely be very interesting.”

“Maybe…” Marx pulled out the wand while he was talking.

Under the stage, many students looked at Marx curiously.

Although many people have heard about some things at the end of the last semester, the details have been blurred by Dumbledore. In fact, most students are looking forward to this sudden duel.

At this moment, the eyes of the three of Harry, Ron and Hermione are also gathered on Marx, but their minds are obviously very different. The one with the least psychological burden is probably Harry.

“Come on, Marx!” Harry shouted cheerfully.

His intention is, of course, to see that Marx can give Lockhart a lesson and stop him from being so annoying.

Lockhart and Marx were on the stage, separated by a distance, and they licked each other.

Lockhart is obviously much more fancy than Marx’s mundane action. He flipped a lot of tricks with both hands, skillfully made a very gentleman’s appearance, and took time to make an elegant gesture toward Marx.

Then they lifted their respective wands to the chest like arrows.

“As you can see, we hold the wand in a normal duel position. Marx is doing very well in this respect, obviously he has the knowledge of the duel,” Lockhart said to the silent crowd, “Number three, we Just apply the first magic. Of course, I won’t let Marx get hurt.”

Suddenly, the attention of all the students in the audience was concentrated.

“one two Three!”

Marx raised his hand and shook it, and the tip quickly outlined the use spell track in the jitter, which was so fast.

“Expelliarmus!”

A slender red glow appeared from the front end of the wand and went straight to the opposite Lockhart. The lightning-fast red light didn’t look dazzling, but the lightness of the light column made Snape’s face flash a strange color.

Lockhart didn’t even have time to react, he was hit by the red light, suddenly slammed back out of the stage, slammed into the wall, then slipped down and curled up on the floor.

“If Snape did it, it should be almost the same…”

Although I don’t know why Snape should throw this thing to him, Marx is really hard to evade once Snape proposes it.

To put it bluntly, Marx’s research in potion studies also requires Snape’s help from time to time. When it is rare for the other party to ask for it, it is obviously not in the interest to scorn. Under helpless, Marx can only do this.

Even if he knew in his own heart, this minimal ridiculous imitation would just be deceiving himself.

“In any case, I need time… more time.” Marx secretly said in one’s heart, “Now, I can’t make a reasonable judgment, it will be very bad.”

And don’t mention the Marx of expressionless and the Lockhart that is crawling up. Just watching the students in the hall watching the audience, almost everyone was surprised by speechless.

After a moment of silence, what followed was a boil.

Marx looked at the situation under the stands and had already expected it. In any case, this is not in line with his immediate needs, even if it is beneficial to his popularity in Hogwarts.

“Professor Lockhart, rude.” Marx said softly, and did not wait for what Lockhart said, and jumped directly from the stage.

Under the stage, Snape looked at Lockhart’s slightly embarrassed expression, his face full of sneer.