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Kyle also showed an embarrassment, but in fact, he was almost laughing like crazy in his heart.
If there was one person in the whole school that Kyle least wanted to duel with, it would undoubtedly be Mikel... He would even rank ahead of Dumbledore and Snape.
The only thing he had no chance of winning in a duel with the professor was that at least he could come back alive...but that wasn't necessarily the case with Mikkel.
His control over magic is the biggest destabilizing factor... Kyle still remembers the illumination spell that made everyone's eyes light up in the first grade.
Although Professor Sprout has corrected this problem, Kyle doesn't dare to bet...
What if during the duel, he gets so excited that he forgets everything he learned before? Kyle doesn't want to face the "forbidden spell" version of Expelliarmus.
But now the problem is solved.
Professor Snape...is indeed a good person who cares about his students!
Fearing that he might change his mind, Kyle hesitated for only a second before immediately saying, "If this is your arrangement, Professor... I can give it a try."
"Very good." Snape said coldly, "Flint, come here and show us how different the members of the famous Merlin's Order are."
There was a sudden commotion among the Slytherin crowd, and their Quidditch team captain, Marcus Flint, walked over with a proud smile on his face.
During the Quidditch match last year, he had disliked Kyle and wanted to teach him a lesson, but he never found the opportunity.
I didn’t expect that this wish would come true here.
"I will definitely take good care of you." He grinned, showing a cruel smile.
Behind him, several Slytherin players also burst into laughter.
Kyle smiled as well, very gently and seemingly harmless.
"Tsk tsk tsk..." Fred suddenly whispered to Ginny, "Don't get so close later, or you'll get splashed with blood."
"It seems that Flint likes the school hospital very much." George also shook his head and said, "He just got out of the hospital and he wants to go back and take a look."
"You must be mistaken." Ginny said worriedly, "Although Kyle has good grades, Flint is in the sixth grade!"
"Ginny, you've just started school, and there are many things you don't know."
George patted her shoulder and said, "Trust me, you won't think so in a while."
After everyone had found their partners, Lockhart returned to the stage.
"Face your partners," he shouted. "Bow!"
"Release the magic when I count to three. Remember, it can only disarm weapons..."
Everyone did as they were told, but the following duel was completely beyond Lockhart's expectations.
Everyone seemed to have forgotten what he had just said.
In the auditorium, various spells came one after another, and colorful lights looked like fireworks.
Some lower grade students even threw away their wands after symbolically casting two spells and started fighting with their fists.
The same thing happened to Marcus Flint, who unceremoniously cast a vicious curse on Kyle.
"It's hot and spicy!"
"Armor protection!"
A beam of red light was less than two inches away from Kyle when it was suddenly bounced back.
"Skull swelling..."
Marcus Flint, who was preparing the second evil curse, had no time to dodge and was hit in the stomach by the red light.
"I said, just disarm!" Lockhart shouted in horror to the fighting crowd.
Marcus Flint fell to his knees. He was hit by his own spell and large burn marks began to appear on his body. He rolled on the ground in pain.
On the stage, Snape watched the scene coldly.
Last year on the train, Kyle had skillfully used the Armor Protection Charm in front of many students, and that idiot Marcus was completely unprepared.
Had his brains just been fished out of Longbottom's cauldron?
Seeing Kyle extending his wand, Snape immediately took over Lockhart's power.
"Stop it all!" he shouted.
"The curse stops immediately!"
A green smoke filled the air above the auditorium...and wherever the smoke passed, the effects of all spells disappeared.
Marcus Flint got up from the ground. Thinking of what had just happened, he raised his wand in shame and anger, ready to attack Kyle again.
But the person next to him grabbed him.
"Calm down, Professor Snape is watching you."
Noticing Snape's cold gaze on the stage, Marcus instantly came to his senses. He put down his wand, snorted coldly and left.
"That's it..." Fred pouted in disappointment, obviously not very satisfied with the result.
On the other side, Lockhart jumped around in the crowd, checking the aftermath of their duel...
"Stand up, McMillan... Damn it, your leg is broken... Miss Fawcett, squeeze it hard, the bleeding will stop soon... Boot..."
"I think you probably don't know what a duel means yet." Lockhart said in a panic, standing in the middle of the auditorium.
This is totally different from what he thought, the students are not obedient at all!
"Perhaps I should demonstrate it to you again..." Lockhart glanced at Snape, then immediately looked away, "Who would like to come up and demonstrate..."
Snape moved the fingers on his chest.
"Let's go!" Marcus ran over immediately, then turned around and looked at Kyle.
Seeing this, Kyle didn't hesitate and followed him onto the stage.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 305 Angry Snape
As soon as Kyle came onto the stage, there was cheering all around.
Fred and George were the loudest among them. They even spent a minute making a Quidditch-style cheering banner and waved it continuously below.
Cedric and Qiu also ran over with a bunch of streamers to join in the fun.
To be honest, this was the first time Kyle wished he had never met them.
"Okay, Kyle, calm down," Lockhart said. "I'm going to teach you a trick. When Flint points his wand at you, you do this."
He raised his wand and waved it left and right, trying to conjure complicated tricks, but accidentally dropped it on the ground.
There was a burst of laughter all around.
Lockhart quickly picked it up and said, "Haha... my wand got a little overexcited."
Snape approached Marcus, lowered his head and whispered something to him, and Marcus immediately sneered.
"Don't worry." Lockhart patted Kyle's shoulder cheerfully. "Although he is in the sixth grade, as long as you do what I just did, there is nothing to be afraid of."
"What, dropped your wand?"
Lockhart acted as if he hadn't heard.
"Are you ready?" he shouted, "Three...two...one, go!"
Marcus quickly raised his wand...
"Armor protection!"
"Oolong comes out of the hole!"
I don't know if Snape said something to him or if he learned from the lesson just now, but this time he took the initiative to put a shield on himself and did not use the evil curse again. Instead, he conjured up a thick and long black snake.
Armor is useless against this type of spell.
Kyle also knew this, but he had no intention of continuing to use the Armor Spell.
When the black snake raised its head and prepared to attack, Kyle's spell was also completed.
"Fall quickly!"
Marcus stumbled and his legs suddenly sank into the stage.
The Swamp Charm, which Flitwick taught him in the Spells Club, can turn hard ground into a muddy swamp. It is also one of the trap spells commonly used in duels.
Marcus, who was hit, tilted his body and the fire spell he had just prepared was interrupted.
Kyle dodged the attacking black snake and raised his wand.
The black snake in mid-air twisted and turned into a rope and flew back to Marcus, binding his wrists and arms.
"Give up?" Kyle laughed.
Marcus said nothing, just stared at Kyle with hatred while struggling to lift his wand.
"Okay, got it."
Kyle took a deep breath and cast the Transfiguration spell again.
The stage behind Marcus began to bulge upwards, transforming into a huge two-meter-high stone statue.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, the stone statue raised the long-handled axe in its hand high, briefly accumulated strength, and then swung it down violently.
There were screams all around, and the people nearby stepped back subconsciously. Many people even covered their eyes, not daring to watch what was happening next.
"I give up!" Marcus shouted heartbreakingly.
"enough!"
At the same time, Snape also stretched out his wand, "Petrification!"
The stone statue stopped instantly, and the huge axe blade also froze in mid-air.
"Do you want to kill Flint?"
Snape roared angrily: "One hundred points deducted from Hufflepuff..."
"Professor, I think you misunderstood."
Kyle interrupted him, "If you look closely, you'll see that's not what I meant."