The sickly, iron-fisted beauty in Harry Potter

Hermione couldn't help but complain, "Snape actually participated in this kind of event? Shouldn't he have just kicked Lockhart away?"

Dolly shrugged and said, "Then think about it, are there any other suitable professors?"

“I bet Professor McGonagall would never act with Lockhart.”

Hermione couldn't help but smirk and said, "You mean Snape was forced to act by Dumbledore?"

"That's probably true, after all, Snape can't say no to Dumbledore."

Ron, who was not far away, muttered, "Do you think they might fight to the death?"

Harry smirked and said, "It doesn't have to be a lose-lose situation. I'll be happy no matter which one gets hurt."

Snape, perhaps having overheard these comments, looked at Lockhart with an even colder gaze.

Lockhart, seemingly oblivious to the fact that Snape was keeping an eye on him, continued to smile and said, "Let's begin, Professor Snape."

Lockhart and Snape turned to face each other and bowed.

At least Lockhart bowed, making a lot of hand gestures, while Snape just impatiently shook his head.

Then, they held their wands up to their chests like arrows.

“As you can see, we hold our wands in the usual dueling stance,” Lockhart said to the quiet crowd. “On the count of three, we will cast our first spell.”

"Of course, neither of us will take the other's life."

Snape then said coldly, "I can't guarantee that."

Lockhart's lips trembled, but he pretended nothing had happened.

After all, in his opinion, Snape was only a bit cold-hearted in his words.

They were all professors at Hogwarts and colleagues, so Snape had to give him face and couldn't possibly really hurt him.

Unfortunately, Lockhart's theory applies to almost all professors except Snape.

"one two Three--"

The two simultaneously raised their wands over their shoulders, and Snape shouted, "Upside-down Bell!"

Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed, knocking Lockhart off his feet. He was thrown backward off the stage, crashing into the wall. Instead of falling, he was left hanging upside down in the air.

The robe covered his head, causing him to wave his arms incessantly, like a mouse that had been caught.

The Slytherin students immediately applauded and cheered, showing no respect for Lockhart, even though they were unaware of Lockhart's ugliest side.

Next came Gryffindor, who also began to cheer loudly; they had long disliked Lockhart as well.

On the contrary, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff hesitated for a moment, but eventually joined in the cheering.

Even the two houses that didn't know Lockhart's ugly behavior cheered, so it wouldn't be a problem for them to join in and shout a few words, right?

"Could he be dead?"

In the end, it was Dolly who asked the question in a teasing tone, while Hermione, who was clapping loudly, said disdainfully, "Who cares?"

Lockhart was not dead, of course. Even if Snape hated Lockhart, he wouldn't kill him casually.

He gently waved his wand, releasing the inverted bell.

Lockhart then fell from the sky and crashed to the ground, nearly tearing the curtains down.

However, Lockhart immediately tried to stand up, then shakily straightened his clothes. Once he was sure all the clothes were back in their original places, Lockhart smiled and walked back to wave to everyone.

It was as if all the cheers were for him, and everyone was celebrating Lockhart's brilliant performance, completely oblivious to the mocking smiles on their faces.

This person… Dolly exclaimed, is simply unbeatable.

"Okay, everyone saw that!"

Lockhart staggered back onto the stage and said, "It's a magical spell. As you can see, I lost my fighting ability in an instant."

"Thank you, Mr. LeBron, for getting my wand back."

“Yes, Professor Snape, to show them this trick is a brilliant idea. But please don’t take offense, your intention to do this was too obvious just now.”

"If I wanted to stop you, it would be effortless. I think, to broaden their horizons, we might as well let them see..."

Snape's face was filled with murderous intent.

He was waiting for Lockhart to say something about doing it again, this time he wanted Lockhart to spit out a rat from his mouth.

Lockhart, clearly aware of the danger, coughed twice and said, "The demonstration is over! Now I will come to you and divide you into pairs. Professor Snape, if you would like to help me..."

They moved through the crowd, pairing people up. Lockhart paired Neville and Justin Finley, but Snape went up to Harry and Ron first.

“I think the Dream Team should be broken up,” he said with a sneer. “Weasley, you could team up with Finnegan. Potter—”

Potter instinctively looked at his sister.

“I don’t think so,” Snape said, a cold smile on his face. “Malfoy, come here. Let’s see what kind of person you can make into the famous Potter.”

Then, Snape's eyes turned to Dolly and Hermione on the other side.

He hesitated for a moment, knowing how formidable Dolly was, and that no one had a chance to pose a threat to her.

As for pairing Hermione and Dolly together, it would provide an opportunity for practice, but such a combination seems too deliberate.

Before he could make a decision, Malfoy had already swaggered over.

A Slytherin girl followed behind him, and her appearance reminded Harry of a painting he had seen in "Holiday with the She-Devil".

She was tall and strong, with a sturdy build and a thick chin that jutted out aggressively.

“Then it’s you, Miss Burst, you’ll be on Miss Granger’s team.”

"As for you, Miss Dursley, you are on the same team as Miss Parkinson."

Hermione gave her opponent a forced smile, but her opponent ignored her completely.

Dolly glanced at Pansy in the distance, who was startled and instinctively tried to dodge, but it was obviously too late.

She could only look at Professor Snape with pleading eyes, but Professor Snape didn't take Pansy seriously either.

Or rather, apart from Malfoy, Snape didn't take anyone else seriously in Slytherin.

Despite being Slytherin's favorite Potions professor.

“It seems everyone has already formed teams, so you can go first, Miss Granger.”

Lockhart walked over at this moment, without letting Harry and Ron go first.

It was only then that Dolly vaguely sensed the presence of an emotion; clearly, Lockhart still held a grudge.

However, he didn't dare to retaliate much, and could only hope that Hermione and Dolly would embarrass themselves at this time.

After all, in his opinion, Hermione's thin and weak appearance certainly didn't seem like someone with any fighting ability.

Ravenclaw and Slytherin immediately cheered Quirrell.

Malfoy's eyes even widened in excitement.

He wouldn't dare to confront Dolly, but it would be incredibly enjoyable to have the girls around him bully the girls around Dolly.

So he simply said to Burst, "If you win, I'll treat you to dinner."

The bear-like Burst nearly burst into laughter, his gaze towards Hermione filled with malice.

Hermione wasn't nervous at all; instead, she couldn't help but laugh.

He even whispered in Dolly's ear, "What will you do if I win?"

"Will you treat me to a meal too?"

"How about I ask you to do anything you want?"

Hermione blinked and said, "Then it's settled."

After saying that, Hermione walked gracefully onto the ring, and her opponent did the same.

However, every time she stepped onto the stage, the entire stage creaked, making people worry that the temporary stage might collapse.

"Raise your wands and get ready!" Lockhart shouted. "When I count to three, I'll cast a spell to disarm them—just disarm them—we don't want any accidents."

However, as soon as Lockhart shouted "1," Hermione's opponent, Burst, immediately attacked.

Follow the rules?

That's assuming you can win.

If they can't win, the rules are just a piece of paper to Slytherin.

The same applies to Bosde now; she doesn't care about the rules as long as she can win.

The curse flew straight toward Hermione's face, looking like it was about to give her a good beating.

But Hermione remained calm and unhurried, and directly uttered a spell that defied all reason.

"Iron armor protection!"

The Ironclad Charm is a magical barrier that deflects spells and physical entities, thereby protecting specific people or areas.

Summoning spells can sometimes be deflected back to the caster, or they can dissipate or be deflected when they hit a magical barrier.

The next second, Bosder's spell hit the Ironclad Curse, but it only caused a ripple before it was launched into the sky and disappeared.

"Oh my god, it's the Ironclad Curse!"

As Hermione successfully cast the spell, many people gasped in surprise.

The reason this spell is so amazing is that it is actually a very difficult spell, and not every graduate of Hogwarts knows it.

In fact, normal Hogwarts students are only qualified to learn this spell in the Charms elective course in their sixth or seventh year.

Most people aren't even qualified to take an elective course in Charms, which shows how difficult this Charm is.

In the original book, Harry, as the protagonist, learned this spell in his fourth year while preparing for the third event of the Triwizard Tournament, and then taught it to the other members of Dumbledore's Army in his fifth year, teaching them how to defend against it.

Without Harry's encouragement, very few of his friends and classmates would have been able to learn this spell.

But now, Hermione, who is only in second grade, has already learned this spell without any instruction.

This is actually what surprised Dolly.

Because Dolly remembered that Hermione's magical talent in the original books wasn't this terrifying, what exactly happened?