Chapter 161 - 160 — Two Wives’ Duel

Chapter 161: Chapter 160 — Two Wives’ Duel

Chapter 160 — Two Wives’ Duel

Vesey noticed that after Lockhart said those words, Snape’s expression became murderous.

It looked as though he was about to curse Lockhart on the spot.

Then Snape said slowly, "Why don’t we have a proper duel? I think the students would all like to see your true abilities!"

Lockhart’s expression froze.

Sweat began to bead on his forehead.

He swallowed and said, "There’s no need. One demonstration is enough. I don’t think the children are particularly interested in watching..."

Before he could finish, the students in the Great Hall began booing.

Everyone shouted, clearly wanting to see Lockhart demonstrate his true abilities.

Lockhart had nowhere to hide.

He could only wipe the sweat from his face awkwardly and say, "Ah, I’m not really in the best condition today, so perhaps I should just demonstrate one more time with Professor Snape."

He looked at Snape and spoke in a complaining tone.

"Severus, we’re both professors. Of course we need to demonstrate slowly for the students. We can’t just do whatever is most convenient for ourselves. For example, we could slowly explain the principles behind the Disarming Charm, and—"

"Let’s get started."

Snape interrupted him impatiently.

Lockhart knew there was no way to stall any longer.

He gripped his wand and nervously bowed to Snape.

Snape impatiently shook his head.

Then a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"It’s fine. Take your time..."

he said.

Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief.

He saw Snape slowly raise his wand.

Then—

"Expelliarmus!"

Lockhart was sent flying again.

This time, he lay on the ground for quite a while before finally limping back to his feet.

The moment he stood, he hurriedly moved away from Snape.

"Right! The demonstration is over. Now we’ll divide everyone into pairs..."

Snape looked disappointed.

But Lockhart was still a professor, and unless he agreed to a real duel, Snape couldn’t openly beat him to death.

Lockhart apparently thought the same thing.

He walked among the students and quickly restored his usual smile.

He began dividing everyone into pairs.

He put Justin and Neville together.

Then he was about to pair Harry with Ron when Snape interrupted.

"Very well. It’s time to break up the dream team. Let’s try some new combinations!"

He pulled Draco Malfoy out from behind the others.

"Come on, Potter. Your opponent is Mr. Malfoy. I’m sure you’ll have a completely different experience."

Then he turned toward Hermione.

"And you, Miss Granger, need..."

Hermione kept glancing toward Vesey.

If Gryffindor and Slytherin could be mixed together, she wanted to be paired with Vesey.

But Snape shook his head.

A proud smile appeared on his lips.

"Miss Woley, come here. You can team up with Miss Granger."

Hermione and Cassandra looked at Vesey at the same time.

Vesey felt extremely guilty.

She wanted to slip away from the crowd.

We were just sitting here watching the show. Why did I suddenly get dragged into it?

And if Hermione was paired with Cassandra, who was Vesey supposed to pair with?

Forgive me!

She really didn’t dare get involved in the outcome of a duel between her two future wives.

And it was obvious that Snape was deliberately teaching Harry and Hermione a lesson.

After all, who told them to steal ingredients from the old snake’s stores?

Vesey was paired with Neville.

She strongly suspected that Snape had done it deliberately.

He knew Neville was extremely timid at the moment and would never dare hurt Vesey.

Of course, this was also good news for Neville.

At least Vesey wouldn’t hit him.

"All right, everyone has been paired up. Now, bow to your opponent!"

Vesey gracefully bowed.

Neville’s eyes widened.

But under Snape’s intimidating gaze, Neville hurriedly lowered his head and bowed as well.

"Raise your wands. Get ready, and listen carefully. When I count to three, you will use the Disarming Charm and no other spells. I hope that when I say three—"

Before Lockhart could even reach one, spells were already flying everywhere.

And they weren’t Disarming Charms.

They were all kinds of random spells.

Harry and Malfoy were no exception.

Both of them seemed determined to kill each other.

At first, they exchanged spells, but none managed to hit the other.

Eventually, they simply threw their wands aside and started punching each other.

Lockhart shouted frantically,

"Oh my goodness! You two, stop fighting!"

Vesey walked over and grabbed Harry and Malfoy.

She lifted both of them into the air.

Neither could reach the other anymore, so all they could do was continue shouting angrily.

It wasn’t just Harry and Malfoy.

Hermione and Cassandra were fighting even more fiercely.

The two of them used almost every spell they had ever learned.

Even the floor around them had been blasted apart.

"Stop the spellcasting immediately!"

Vesey put Harry and Malfoy down and shouted while holding her wand.

The entire Great Hall finally fell silent.

At least those who had been knocked to the ground could get back up.

"This is terrible... I mean, I need to teach you how to stop unfriendly magic. I need..."

As Lockhart spoke, he noticed Snape’s eyes gleaming.

He immediately realized that if he continued, he might become the next target of Snape’s demonstration.

So he quickly said,

"Let’s invite a pair of students to demonstrate! Vesey and Neville..."

He looked toward Vesey.

He figured that since Vesey had managed to stop those spells just now, she would be willing to demonstrate.

But Snape immediately objected.

"Miss Potter has already demonstrated her abilities. I think we should choose someone else.

"Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy. I believe they are much more suitable for a demonstration."

Lockhart had no objection.

As long as he wasn’t the one demonstrating, he didn’t care.

"What a wonderful idea! Harry and Malfoy, come up!"

Lockhart directed them onto the platform and stood beside Harry.

He looked at Harry.

"If Mr. Malfoy points his wand at you, you will..."

Lockhart waved his wand through several dramatic poses.

Then, by accident, he dropped it on the floor.

The Great Hall erupted in laughter.

"Oops! My wand is a little too excited!"

Snape sneered.

Then he leaned toward Malfoy and whispered something.

Malfoy immediately looked smug.

Harry didn’t even need to hear what Snape had said to know that Malfoy must have been given some advanced curse.

And Harry had no idea what it was.

He looked at Lockhart helplessly.

"Professor, could you teach me something useful?"

Lockhart cheerfully slapped him on the shoulder.

"Don’t be afraid! Just do what I did. You can stop him!"

Harry froze.

He stared at Lockhart’s face.

"Are you saying I should do what you did and lose my wand?"

he asked incredulously.

Malfoy smiled arrogantly from the other side.

"What? Scared?"

Of course Harry was scared.

Who wouldn’t be?

But he certainly wasn’t going to admit that in front of his enemy.

So Harry put on a confident smile.

"Keep dreaming. I can beat the hell out of you, but don’t start crying and calling me Daddy afterward!"