Chapter 596: Troublemaking

 It was not until evening that Albert slowly returned to Hogwarts Castle.

His walking posture was a little bumpy, and it was really hard to practice dancing. Isobel didn’t know why, so she dragged him to practice dancing all afternoon.

“Perhaps, because I no longer have to worry about being stepped on?”

Albert thought maliciously on the way back to the Gryffindor common room.

 After he spent experience upgrading his dance skills, Isobel probably found joy in dancing.

Of course, after a whole afternoon of practice, the two people’s dance finally no longer felt stiff and controlled, although the dance was still far from elegant.

"What's up with him?"

In the common room, Albert spotted the injured George at a glance. This unfortunate guy's arm seemed to be broken and was wrapped in a large white bandage.

George reached out and gently hammered Fred, who was snickering, and said angrily: "It's broken."

"You went to provoke the Whomping Willow?" Albert couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Didn't I remind you..."

"We didn't mess with that tree." George couldn't help but protested: "We were attacked as soon as we came out of it."

"Actually, you are quite lucky. There was an unlucky guy who lost his eye after provoking the Whomping Willow." Albert sat next to Fred and asked, "What did Madam Pomfrey say?"

“Mrs. Pomfrey has already connected George’s bones and said it’s best not to use too much force in the past two days.” Lee Jordan did not gloat. He regretted not listening to Albert’s words.

At that time, the three of them had just passed through the long secret passage. When they came out of it, they found that things were just as Albert said. The entrance to the secret passage was under the Whomping Willow on the edge of Hogwarts. In other words, this It's the seventh secret passage out of Hogwarts.

Possibly because their hands touched the trunk of the Whomping Willow, the three of them were struck by bad luck as soon as they came out, making them particularly embarrassed.

 “Why did you come back just now?” Lee Jordan asked, changing the subject.

“I’m learning to dance.” Albert said casually, “As you know, I’m going to France to attend a wedding during the Christmas vacation. An old friend reminded me that I’d better learn to dance, so I’ve been practicing dancing this afternoon.”

"very nice!"

 “That’s great, I want to learn it too.”

 “You should have called us, I can’t dance either.”

“Shut up, aren’t you looking at my feet that are almost lame?”

Albert glared at the three people who were making noises, took out his pocket watch from his pocket, looked at the time and said, "I have to go to the campus hospital before the duel club starts. I hope Madam Pomfrey can help me relieve the pain. "

 Being stepped on once or twice only hurts a little bit. After being stepped on all afternoon, Albert even wondered whether the bones in his feet were cracked.

By the time Albert came out of Madam Pomfrey's place, the pain in his feet had subsided.

 Madam Pomfrey gave him an ointment to put on to relieve the pain.

Of course, Albert did not miss the opportunity. While applying ointment to his feet, he took the opportunity to discuss the method of making this ointment with Madam Pomfrey.

 When I returned to the auditorium, I found that it was already crowded with people.

There is no other way. The reputation of the Duel Club is too great. Almost all the students from the school are here. The entrance becomes very crowded. The students are excitedly holding their wands and preparing to join the party.

The long dining table in the auditorium also disappeared, replaced by a stage for duels, with hundreds of candles floating in the sky.

"So slow!"

Fred and George walked towards Albert, patted his shoulders and said with a smile, "We thought you weren't coming!"

“I wonder who will teach us.” Zanna also came over and greeted the three of them with a smile. She was obviously very interested in the duel between wizards.

"Everyone is saying it's Professor Flitwick." Angelina held Arya's hand and waved to them. After noticing Zannah's confused look, she explained with a smile: "Flitwick used to be Professor Flitwick when he was young. I don’t think there is anyone more suitable to be the duel champion than him.”

 “No, it’s Lockhart!”

Albert motioned for everyone to look at the stage. Their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had already come on stage to preside over the dueling club.

At this moment, Gilderoy Lockhart looked simply radiant in a purple-red robe. However, what everyone cares about the most is not him himself, but the assistant next to him.

 Snape, still wearing his usual black robes with a gloomy face, followed Lockhart on the stage.

"Look at Snape's expression. I wouldn't be surprised at all if he hits Lockhart with Avada Kedavra later." The depression caused by George's arm injury quickly disappeared. He looked at the two people on the stage with interest.

 In fact, everyone is very curious about the next development.

Lockhart waved everyone to be quiet and asked the students to gather around the edge of the stage to listen to him. After he finished speaking, he introduced his assistant Professor Snape to everyone.

 After hearing Lockhart say "...I will also return your Potions Master intact to you!", Albert finally came back to his senses from the long speech.

 Snape's lips curled up maliciously, obviously wanting to take the opportunity to teach Lockhart a lesson.

 “Someone is going to be in trouble!”

Lee Jordan looked very excited, his expectations had come true, and the two people on the stage were showing everyone how wizards dueled.

 They bowed to each other towards their opponents, then raised their wands in front of their chests like arrows, counted to three together, and then used magic on their opponents.

Everything happened too fast. A dazzling red light flashed in front of his eyes, and Lockhart was hit by the spell, and his whole body flew backwards.

The Slytherin students were all cheering for their Head of House, while others looked at Lockhart speechlessly as he hit the wall and slid down, curling up in a ball on the floor.

“The disarming spell is so powerful, can you do it to this extent?”

Fred, George and Li Jordan all looked at Albert. They had all learned the disarming spell and knew its power very well.

"I haven't tried it. Snape is obviously very resentful." Albert raised the corners of his mouth happily and commented: "He exerted too much force!"

While talking, Lockhart finally got up from the ground in embarrassment, and then shamelessly defended his failure: "Okay, everyone has seen that this is a disarming spell - as you can see Yeah, I lost my wand."

 His tone was lighthearted, as if he was deliberately defeating Snape.

“Of course, if I want to stop it, I don’t have to do anything, but just to give you some insight…”

“Professor, how can we prevent the disarming curse?” After receiving Albert’s gaze, Lee Jordan immediately raised his hand and asked, “Can you demonstrate it to us again?”

At this moment, most of the murderous look on Snape's face suddenly disappeared, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was saying to Lockhart: Let's do it again.

 (End of this chapter)