Harry grabbed a gap, pointed at Draco with his wand, and shouted: "Grin!"

A silver light hit Draco, he bent down and gasped.

"I said, just disarm!" Lockhart shouted at the fierce battle to the crowd in horror.

Hera curled his lips and whispered: "Obviously no one cares about Professor Lohart's 'great'."

This made Penelo laugh. She was not so worried about Harry anymore, and she had the heart to listen to Hera's jokes.

Hermione and Ron also came over. Instead of rushing to practice, they focused on the two on the stage.

"I've said a long time ago that Harry will definitely beat him up!" Ron said with a red face.

Hera exposes his lie without any mind, "I had obviously covered my face and said to me before, "What if Harry can't beat Malfoy?", and has his statement changed so quickly?"

"I didn't!" Ron's face turned redder.

On the stage, Draco fell to the ground, and Ha hit him with his armpit magic. He laughed so hard that he could not move.

Harry hesitated, vaguely feeling that perhaps he should have used Draco to explain magic to him while he was lying on the ground, although it was against the morality of the game.

But he soon realized that he was wrong.

Draco was breathing desperately, aiming his wand at Harry's knees, and said with a smile: "Tarang Terra."

Immediately, Harry's legs twitched uncontrollably, as if he was dancing a fast-paced dance.

"Stop! Stop!" Lockhart screamed.

It is obvious that his words are not authoritative at all.

In the end, Hera really couldn't continue to watch. He took out his magic wand and directly controlled the situation in the audience.

"The curse is stopped!" Hera shouted.

Harry's legs stopped dancing, Draco stopped laughing wildly, and both of them finally raised their heads.

A stream of dark smoke filled the entire venue.

The boy of Gryffindor, who was of the same level as Harry, fell to the ground, his face turned dark and his hair turned explosive.

Hera even remembered his name - the explosion-mania Semo. Any magic that comes to his hands will eventually turn into a silent explosion spell.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" Lockhart screamed, jumping around the crowd. He watched the consequences of the students duel, and finally he could only turn into a irrelevant comfort. "Hand up, Ernie... Pay attention, Miss Fawcet... Cover it hard, and the blood will stop immediately, Butt..."

"I think, Professor Lockhart, you'd better explain how to stop those unfriendly magic." Hera shouted at Lockhart angrily, he had seen the student who was not in the second digits being injured.

Following this progress - it's only been less than ten minutes now - when the party ends, I'm afraid no one can walk out of the auditorium intact.

"Ahh, I just happened to think so, but you said a little earlier." Lohat said in the middle of the auditorium with a panic look on his face. He glanced at Hera.

Hera looked at him coldly, and didn't say much, but just stepped slightly. He didn't plan to demonstrate magic on stage with the monkey.

Lohat's mouth smiled helplessly, and his eyes moved away from Hera's body, "Please volunteer a couple - Longbottom and Fenlieri, how are you?"

"This is a bad idea, Professor Lohart." Hera frowned. He did not think Neville would be more reassuring than Harry and Draco. "Neville can cause damage even if the simplest spell is used. I don't want a simple duel training that will cause students to be injured."

Neville's pink round face turned even more violently. Although he knew clearly that Hera was right, he was still ashamed of being said in public.

"Perhaps, it should be Malfoy and Mr. Porter." Lockhart said as he groped his chin.

Hera looked at Lohart, and how could he tell that the two of them were OK? It was obvious that they were about to exclaim that they were really angry!?

"Just be happy," Hera said coldly.

"That's great!" Lockhart clapped his hands, signaling Harry and Draco to the middle of the auditorium, and the people retreated to make room for them.

"Okay, Harry," Lockhart said excitedly, "you do it when Draco pointed his wand at you."

He raised his wand and waved it left and right, trying to change the complex patterns, but accidentally dropped it on the ground. The students around him sneered, obviously they all saw clearly the essence of Lockhart - the liar. Dumbledore's plan was obviously successful.

Lockhart hurriedly picked up his wand and said, "Ouch-my wand is a little overexcited."

Hera approached Harry, lowered his head and whispered to him, "Can you use armor to protect yourself? It is to use magic to build a wall around you that is invisible with your eyes and fight back to the attacker."

"Obviously, I don't." Harry spread his hands nervously.

"It's okay, I'll show it for you." Hera rubbed his temples. Lohat's display just now was indeed a bit 'uncomprehensible'.

Hera raised his wand and whispered, "Armor Protects!"

"Harry, try to touch it with your hands."

Harry stretched out his hand without holding the wand and stretched towards Hera, an invisible wall blocking his hand.

"This is the effect of successfully casting." Hera put away the wand and removed the effect of armor protection.

"So, I just need to recite the spell and shake my wrist like you did?" Harry asked uncertainly.

"Ahhh, that's right, that's that simple." Hera patted Harry on the shoulder, "Go up when you're ready and teach Malfoy a lesson."

Harry nodded, his confidence seemed a little lacking. "I...I will do my best."

The two stood on the stage, and the crowd gave up a large area of ​​space. They didn't want to be attacked by the flying magic.

"Are you all ready?" Lohat said happily, standing in the middle of the field, his hands high, "Three-two-one-one-start!"

After shouting, he ran into the crowd immediately, as if he was very worried that he would hurt him by chance.

Malfoy quickly raised his wand and roared: "Oolong came out of the hole!" The head of his wand exploded. Harry stared in horror, and saw a long black snake suddenly jumping out of it, landing heavily on the floor between them, then raised its head and ready to attack. The crowd screamed, quickly retreating backwards and giving up the clearing.

"How come this looks so similar to my Animagus?" Hera frowned.
Chapter completed!