The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Lockhart is by no means a qualified professor. He always likes to waste a lot of time and energy on acting handsome, trying to attract more students' attention.

For example, just now, Lockhart held his wand and waved it left and right, trying to make complicated tricks with it, and then... he accidentally dropped the wand on the ground, causing a burst of embarrassment.

Albert even saw the sneer on the corner of Snape's mouth, and it was obvious that the Potions Professor knew Lockhart very well and dismissed him.

"Harry is unlucky." Both Fred and George were not optimistic about this matchup. What else could a idiot like Lockhart do besides cheating?

They haven't forgotten how Lockhart put Harry in the school hospital last time.

In fact, it was clear to everyone that when Snape whispered in Malfoy's ear, Lockhart gave Harry no useful advice at all, he just tapped Harry on the shoulder and said something : "Just do what I just did, Harry!"

Yes, because the surroundings were too quiet, Albert, who was some distance away from Harry, heard Lockhart's words clearly.

Just do what I just did?

"Drop the wand on the ground?"

Albert heard Lee Jordan's sneer.

"He didn't teach Harry anything." Fred was equally disdainful of Lockhart's perfunctory approach.

"I dare say that Lockhart himself doesn't know what to do." George lowered his voice mockingly. "How could he have the face to hold a duel club?"

"My lord, sometimes it is a very shameless creature." Albert looked at Lockhart and said softly, "I think Dumbledore invited this person to teach at Hogwarts, probably hoping that we would not become Lockhart in the future. Someone like that!"

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"Your views have always been so incisive."

The three of them agreed with Albert very much. Otherwise, if Headmaster Dumbledore invited this kind of person to teach at Hogwarts, would it be true that he was just making up the number?

Dumbledore was clearly not that casual.

"Is there any way you can make me duel him?" Lee Jordan really wanted to play in person and give Lockhart a hard lesson.

On stage, in order to hide the embarrassment, Lockhart pretended not to hear Harry's words, just urged the two to get ready and started the countdown. Harry Potter had to deal with Malfoy who had learned some spell from Snape alone.

After another duel between the two sides, Mr. Malfoy still didn't get rid of his bad habits, and he chanted the spell first.

The tip of his wand exploded, and a long black snake suddenly jumped out of the tip of the wand and landed on the floor between them.

In an instant, the crowd screamed and retreated in horror, fearing that they would suffer an unwarranted disaster.

"Malfoy must not be able to learn this kind of black magic now." Albert did not believe that Malfoy could learn such a black magic in the first place.

You must know that most of the black magic needs strong magical power as the support, and it is not easy to conjure a snake out of thin air.

At Malfoy's level, it is simply impossible to learn and successfully perform.

Albert first learned summoning magic, but it took several months to successfully summon chrysanthemums out of thin air, and it was even more difficult to summon living creatures out of thin air.

Even if he is now, he cannot learn that black magic in a few seconds without hanging up.

No one can directly skip the familiar process and immediately master a magic.

Unless the author gave Malfoy a shot at that time.

"you lose."

The stunned Harry regained his senses and shouted to Malfoy, "You despicable bastard, recite the spell before the countdown ends."

Just when Harry secretly admired his wit, things changed again, and Lockhart shouted: Let me come!

I saw him push away Harry, raise his wand, and wave threateningly at the snake, trying to defeat the black snake and save the weak, poor, terrified, helpless Harry Potter.

"stop."

Harry tried to stop Lockhart from making things worse.

However, it was all too late.

Just hearing a loud "bang" echoing in the hall, Lockhart's magic, not only failed to make the black snake disappear, but made it even bigger, jumping up to a height of more than ten feet.

Before people could let out a sharper scream of horror, the big black snake, enraged by Lockhart's magic, raised its head, bared its fangs, and hissed a letter, ready to attack a hapless student next to the stage. .

As for, why not Lockhart?

Because the guy found himself screwing things up, and sneaked back behind Harry, intending to use poor Potter as a shield.

Things changed like Hot Wheels, and before everyone could react, they heard an eerie hissing sound from Harry Potter's mouth facing the big black snake.

Then the big black snake settled down, staring at Harry as obediently as a pet.

The frying pan was all around, and people began to whisper, looking at Harry Potter with anxiety and awe in their eyes.

The changes in just a few seconds were all seen by Albert.

In fact, he couldn't understand why everyone showed that kind of awe, especially when Ron pulled Harry away, the crowd even took the initiative to make way for the two of them.

As Harry left, Snape waved his wand in surprise, turning the serpent into a plume of black smoke.

"You said, Harry is a descendant of Slytherin." Lee Jordan said suddenly. In fact, it is not only him who has this kind of idea, but the students in the whole school probably have this kind of idea.

Perhaps, Harry Potter is Slytherin's great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandchildren.

"There is a habit of intermarriage in the magical world of England. Even if Harry Potter and Slytherin are somewhat related by blood, it is not surprising!"

Albert looked at the terrified students around him, and there was a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth: "Maybe, the famous Harry Potter might be the heir of Slytherin."

The surrounding students looked at Albert with astonishment.

"Maybe, he is rushing to the secret room now, drinking tea with his toothy servant, and talking about the next attack target." Albert said to himself without caring about other people's eyes.

"You don't seem surprised," Fred muttered softly.

Several people have been with Albert for so long, it is natural to see that Albert is dismissive of everyone's statement. Whether Harry Potter is the N-generation great-grandson of Slytherin, or something else.

"Of course I know Parseltongue is a symbol of the dark wizard." Albert raised his hand to interrupt a few people, and was not going to continue discussing this topic.

In fact, Albert was quite looking forward to the savior becoming the Dark Lord.

That's definitely interesting.

"You have to see with your own eyes, listen with your ears, and use your own heads to distinguish right from wrong, instead of being fooled by fear and other people's words." Albert said softly, "Only idiots will be fooled by others. Bewitched."

This matter is actually very simple, to put it bluntly, Harry was pitted by Lockhart again.

The duel continued, but Lockhart completely lost everyone's attention. Everyone was whispering about Harry being Parseltongue.

"Seize the opportunity well, it is estimated that the dueling club will not have another time."

Well, Albert just told the truth to Lee Jordan, and there was absolutely no trouble in convincing the other party to find Lockhart.

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