216 Lockhart in the Show!

"I bet Lockhart will make a fool of himself, or I'll eat all my Wizard's Chess…"

The moment they exchanged blows, Ron turned around and swore, but when he turned around and saw the result, he was stunned.

"Then you've got quite an appetite, Ron!" Yvonne commented on cue.

"What the hell just happened?" Harry asked, confused, as he watched Marcus cast a charm that hit Lockhart and bounced back.

Harry wasn't the only one. The crowd of young wizards couldn't believe their eyes. It had all happened so fast…

"It's the Shield Charm! Professor Lockhart bounced off Marcus's spell with the Shield Charm!" Hermione exclaimed, judging from the effect.

"No way, I didn't hear him say the Shield Charm!" Ron was incredulous.

"It's actually possible to cast spells without chanting. Powerful wizards almost always have no spell-casting skills…" Ivan explained.

Not only that, but even a young wizard could do this after a period of practice if he or she understood how a spell worked.

Just as Harry did in his sixth year at Hogwarts, he used the knowledge left behind by Snape to cast the Uncursed Golden Bell…

"A powerful wizard? Are you sure you're talking about Lockhart?" Ron had a strange expression on his face.

'I didn't say that…' Ivan shrugged.

"That's right, I just used the Armor Charm. Miss Granger, ten points!" Lockhart turned around and applauded loudly.

"And Mr. Harls!" Lockhart said, looking at Ivan. "He's guessed that I'm a powerful non-cursed wizard, and I'm going to give him ten—no, fifty points!"

Fifty points?!

The young wizards were stunned, and Hermione wanted to say something, but stopped herself. Why did she only get ten points?

Ivan scratched his head, surprised by Lockhart's sudden outburst.

However, Ivan soon realised that Lockhart was probably trying to please him…

Fifty points at a time, that's a lot of effort…

"Professor…Professor Lockhart! Can you first undo the spell on me!" Marcus, who had been forgotten for a long time, shouted.

Marcus was filled with regret. He could not understand why Lockhart had suddenly become so powerful.

The public tap-dancing was unpleasant, so Marcus had to swallow his pride and ask Lockhart to lift his spell.

"There's no hurry!" Lockhart shook his head with a smile and looked at the audience. "Now, let me show you how to effectively overpower your opponent and render him incapable of fighting back."

As he spoke, Lockhart casually flicked his wand.

There was a blinding flash of light.

Marcus was knocked back by the force of the blow and crashed into the wall behind him.

Marcus's wand flew out of his hand and landed in Lockhart's.

Lockhart put on a show of introducing the Disarming Charm that he had cast with the help of a magical tool.

"This is the Disarming Charm! As you can see, this Slytherin was easily taken by me…"

"Of course, generally speaking, if you want to use the Disarming Charm, you'll have to say the incantation — Remove Your Weapon!"

With that, Lockhart playfully winked at the young witches and his high-pitched voice echoed throughout the hall.

"After all, there aren't many wizards like me in the whole wizarding world!"

At Lockhart's announcement, there was a huge round of applause from the audience. Some of the witches screamed for him, and some even burst into tears.

They were originally Lockhart's fans, but Lockhart's repeated humiliations over the past few months disappointed them.

Especially after the Battle of Quidditch, it became common knowledge that Lockhart was a liar…

If anyone openly professed their admiration for Professor Lockhart at Hogwarts, they would be met with scorn and ridicule…

Therefore, these diehard fans had a hard time during this period. It was acceptable for them to be mocked, but the most fatal thing was that their beliefs collapsed…

However, the situation was different now. Lockhart was able to display his astonishing strength and extraordinary spell-free techniques in front of everyone!

How could they not be excited when their hopes were rekindled?

The other wizards were in a state of vague disbelief, as Lockhart had changed so much today.

However, Lockhart managed to cast the spell twice in a row with such ease that most people were fooled.

"When did Lockhart get so good?" Ron muttered to himself, his mouth hanging open, wondering if someone had used Polyjuice Potion to disguise themselves as Lockhart…

Hermione's brown eyes widened in surprise at Lockhart's outburst.

Ivan was surprised by her reaction, as he had expected her to be just as excited about Lockhart's popularity as all the other witches.

Lockhart was enjoying the long-awaited cheers. He felt light-headed, but he did not forget about his lesson. He cleared his throat and spoke to the audience.

"So who wants to come up and have a go now!"

Seeing that no one was going on stage for a while, Lockhart spoke again, "I believe that you guys have accumulated a lot of conflicts. Now is a good opportunity to vent. You can choose who you want to challenge, anyone!"

As soon as Lockhart finished speaking, Malfoy jumped up from the stage.

"Well done! Malfoy, you're the first one who's had the nerve to come up here! I can't believe you're a Slytherin… The Sorting Hat should have sent you to Gryffindor House!" Lockhart praised him.

Malfoy's face darkened, and he said arrogantly, "I don't want to be sorted into that stupid house. I'd rather drop out and go home than go somewhere like that!"

The young lions were furious, but Malfoy didn't care. His eyes were fixed on Ivan, and his mind was filled with memories of his defeat at Ivan's hands during their school years.

"Ha…" Malfoy was about to call Ivan up for a duel when he remembered that Ivan had knocked out a dozen Slytherins on the Quidditch pitch.

"Harry Potter!"