Chapter 93: The Rubber Fruit Ability Harry, Dueling Club
Shortly after Halloween, the annual Quidditch Cup begins.
This year's Slytherin has seven Nimbus 2001, which makes Cho attach great importance to it, and the Ravenclaw team has been training very frequently recently.
However, Alvin didn't follow the training, and his technical training was useless, as long as he could perfectly protect Cho in the game.
The first game of this year was Slytherin against Gryffindor. Today, Slytherin's seven new brooms are about to debut. Facing such a game with a huge gap, all the little lions watched the game in the heavy rain. Cheer for Gryffindor.
During the game, the unfortunate Harry encountered a situation again, he was targeted by a Bludger, The Bludgers specifically targeted Harry alone, and were very strong.
However, Harry had the experience of playing against Alvin the last term, and he could hold on for a while, and he finally managed to catch the Golden Snitch on Malfoy's head at the cost of being hit by a Bludger.
However, his arm was also fractured by the Bludger, and Lockhart's manipulation even made Harry's entire arm boneless.
Alvin didn't watch the game, and he doesn't like going out in thunderstorms.
But when the little wizards who came back told him about today's results, he became interested in Harry's arm.
Alvin came to the Hospital Wing and soon found Harry.
At this time, Harry was lying on the hospital bed, holding a Quidditch magazine in his left hand, looking at it, and seeing Alvin's arrival, Harry was very happy.
"Alvin, I'm glad you came to see me!"
Alvin made a few perfunctory remarks and reached Harry's side, raising his right hand.
At this time, Harry's right hand can be called "really weak and boneless", and the whole arm is like a rubber man who ate a rubber fruit.
Alvin fiddled with Harry's arms casually, tying his fingers into knots from time to time, and had a lot of fun.
It wasn't until Harry's dead fish eyes completely lost the light that he let go of Harry's arm with no end in sight.
"Do you remember the spell Lockhart chanted?" Alvin asked with interest.
"I don't know! I'm going to rest!" Harry was a little shattered by Alvin's rude operation.
What else was Alvin trying to say, Madam Pomfrey came in and kicked Alvin out, claiming that Harry needed plenty of rest so that the bones could grow faster.
For the master of the school doctor, even Alvin didn't dare to provoke her, so he could only run away in despair, leaving only Harry, the rubber fruit capable.
Harry's hand recovered well and was released from the Hospital Wing on Sunday night.
But after this incident, he not only had a deeper disgust for Lockhart but also a little more fear.
Alvin also discovered that Lockhart seems to be able to make some bad things worse, the last time the Pixie incident, this time Harry's arm, this ability is no one else.
A week later, as Alvin and Hermione walked through the hallway, they suddenly saw a small group of people gathered around the bulletin board, and Harry stepped out of the crowd excitedly.
"They're starting a dueling club!" said Harry. "First party tonight."
Harry is a little happy. He has recently learned a lot of spells with Alvin, but he is always abused and has no sense of accomplishment at all.
But this duel club is a good opportunity, he must teach Malfoy a good lesson.
Alvin looked at Harry so happy and nodded. He said to Hermione and Cho: "You two can also find some opponents in the dueling club to improve some battle experience."
"You don't seem to be surprised at the Dueling Club?" Cho looked at Alvin's bland expression a little strangely as if Alvin knew the existence of this club for a long time.
Alvin nodded to Cho's guess, "Before Dumbledore's complained that I was shaking things out of the Chamber of Secrets, for fear of causing panic, so I came up with an idea to divert the little wizard's attention."
"Then you organized this club?" Hermione asked curiously.
Alvin shrugged and said negatively: "I don't know, I just made a suggestion. As for how it was implemented, I don't know."
"Okay, let's go eat first, we'll know everything in the evening." After speaking, Alvin walked into the Great Hall and started eating.
Eight o'clock in the evening, the Great Hall.
The long dining table disappeared, and in the center of the Great Hall was a makeshift square gilded stage, lit by hundreds of candles floating above.
"I don't know who taught us." Harry squeezed into the crowd and said with difficulty.
"Alvin told me that Professor Flitwick was a duel champion when he was young, so it should be him."
Hermione, Alvin, and Cho stood together, and Alvin cast a spell to isolate a space to prevent others from crowding in.
"As long as it's not..." Before Harry's words were finished, he turned into a groan, and Lockhart, whom he least wanted to see, stepped onto the stage.
Today's Lockhart stood on stage in a fuchsia robe, radiant, with his signature smile, and next to him was Snape with a sullen face.
Lockhart enjoyed the feeling of being in the spotlight, waving to silence everyone, and speaking aloud.
"I am honored to be able to support the Dueling Club. When Headmaster Dumbledore mentioned this proposal, I knew that this was the club for me."
"He's so shameless!" Hermione looked angry, obviously Alvin's proposal, but it became tailor-made for Lockhart.
Cho nodded in agreement.
Alvin looked at the two girls amusingly. He never cared about such trivial matters, and even he made this suggestion so that the two girls could have some opponents to practice against and gain some combat experience.
Lockhart was still chattering on the stage, of course, the promotion of his books.
In the last thirty seconds, he was finally willing to introduce Snape, whose face was getting darker and darker next to him.
"Professor Snape himself knows a thing or two about duels, and he generously agreed to help me with a small demonstration before the class. Don't worry, I will return your potions professor to you in good condition."
After speaking, he cracked his mouth and smiled, revealing a set of big white teeth.