Glory To Slytherin

When eating melons, I somehow become someone else's object to eat melons. This feeling is a bit strange.

Everyone's eyes in the classroom hovered between Professor Lockhart and Ulysses, and the light in their eyes gradually lit up.

One is a well-known master of magic, and the other is a well-known transfer student from Bussbarton just after entering school. The students are looking forward to a wonderful duel between the two of them.

Professor Lockhart's gaze also fell on the handsome boy who was a little dazzling, and he muttered in his heart that the charm of this student might only be a little lower than himself...

The expression on his face did not change, and he shook his head and said:

"Mr. McLagen, I don't know the strength of that classmate, but I won't do it easily with my students..."

After hearing his words, McLagen did not say that the other classmates could not bear it. Their enthusiasm just jumped up, how could this end this matter?

One by one, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, they said:

"Come on, Professor."

"Let's open our eyes."

"Come on, Mr. Lestrange!"

McLagen saw the public opinion boiling, couldn't help but smiled triumphantly, and said to Professor Lockhart:

"Professor, you think the students are so enthusiastic, it's not easy to make them happy, right?"

Professor Lockhart hesitated for a while, walked slowly to Ulysses who didn't know what he was thinking, and said:

"What do you think, Mr. Lestrange? If you don't want to, I won't force..."

"No, professor, I'm happy."

Ulysses stood up and said something in a voice that could be heard throughout the classroom, then stepped forward and said in a very low voice.

"I can act like I am not an opponent of the professor, but I need the professor to do me a little favor."

In a short period of time, Ulysses thought of the benefits that could be gained from it. He was worried that he could not enter the restricted book area of ​​the library. He didn't expect someone to give pillows as soon as he fell asleep.

And he was very sure that Professor Lockhart would not refuse. After all, he knew his own strength best. Professor Lockhart knew nothing but a Forgotten Curse.

Sure enough, Professor Lockhart's blue eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded unchecked, and said in an excited tone:

"In that case, I will show you something. Come on, Mr. Lestrange."

He turned around and walked to the podium, and the nearby students voluntarily made room.

Ulysses followed him, passing by McLagen, and glanced at him with a cold and indifferent look.

Although there are benefits, he does not believe that McLagen pushed him out of good intentions.

The smug smile on McLagen's face stiffened, as if his heart felt cold with the look in his eyes. He knew Ulysses' reputation for genius, and the one he couldn't understand most was the so-called genius, whether it was Harry Potter or the new Lestrange.

Therefore, he is happy to see the duel between Ulysses and Professor Lockhart, and whoever falls on the Face can make him happy.

However, this look of Ulysses made him subconsciously feel that he seemed to have done something stupid.

Ulysses and Professor Lockhart stood in front of the podium, looking at each other face to face. Lockhart took the lead in bowing, turning his hands in a lot of tricks, and then said:

"It just so happens that Mr. Lestrange also knows a little bit about duels. In this lesson, he and I will give you a small demonstration. What I just did was the etiquette before the duel. Now, let’s take a look. How did Mr. Trunch... Uh..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes stared like brass bells, as if he had seen a ghost.

Ulysses took out his wand and bends down impatiently. The pocket watch with swirling patterns on his neck appeared in front of Professor Lockhart for a second.

Hearing something wrong in Professor Lockhart’s voice, and looking at his almost sluggish and terrified expression, his thoughts flashed and he thought of a possibility that shocked him, his face became extremely serious, every word. Asked:

"What did you see, professor?"

Cold sweat slipped from Professor Lockhart's face. He said hastily:

"No, it's nothing... let's start, end early..."

Ulysses frowned, but saw Professor Lockhart holding his wand like a sword to his chest, and said quickly:

"As you can see, we hold the wand in a normal dueling posture. When we count to three, we will release the first magic. Of course, you can't hurt people until you click."

Professor Lockhart said the last sentence almost in a trembling tone.

"one two Three--"

The students onlookers consciously yelled for them, and the moment they counted to three, they both lifted their wands over their shoulders at the same time.

"Forget it all!"

Lockhart's voice suddenly increased a few degrees, and the turbulent white light rushed towards Ulysses with a murderous look, making Ulysses agitated by the appearance that he would not stop without erasing Ulysses' memory.

Ulysses stepped lightly under his feet and did not release the curse. After avoiding the forgotten curse, he rushed towards Lockhart and asked in a very low voice beside him:

"You know that thing, don't you?"

"Forget it all!"

Lockhart gritted his teeth severely, staggered away from Ulysses, and released the Forgotten Curse again.

Ulysses repeated his old tricks, and rushed to him again, with an icy feeling in his voice:

"Last chance, professor."

Lockhart's expression seemed to be crying, but his movements were not slow at all. It seemed that he was determined to erase Ulysses' memory.

"Forget it all!"

The third white light is a bit thicker than the previous two.

The students onlookers cheered for this seemingly powerful spell, but at The next moment, their voices were pressed in their throats, and there was only a cold voice in the classroom moaning:

"Avada..."

At the tip of Ulysses' wand, a glistening green light was gathering crazily. All the people who saw the green light, what came to mind for the first time, were all the frightening Death.

"How dare he..."

This thought appeared in everyone's minds, their expressions dull, their eyes full of fear when they looked at Ulysses.

"Stop! Stop!"

Lockhart's souls were all gone, he lifted the forgetting curse in the first time, threw his wand aside, and screamed sharply.

He had no doubt that Ulysses would take his life. The people in that organization had always been lunatics who killed people without blinking!

The white light dissipated before Ulysses.

Ulysses was silent for two seconds, and the green light cluster on the top of the wand slowly bloomed, and a green flower looked very strange.

Ulysses looked at Professor Lockhart, who was panting, and smiled:

"It's teasing you, Professor."

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