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Snape was looking murderous. Possibly Lockhart had noticed, because he said, “Enough demonstrating! I’m going to come amongst you now and put you all into pairs. Professor Snape, if you’d like to help me –”
Many laughed at this.
They moved through the crowd, matching up partners. Lockhart teamed Neville with Justin Finch-Fletchley, but Snape reached Harry and Ron first.
“Time to split up the dream team, I think,” he sneered. “Weasley, you can partner Finnigan. Potter –”
Harry moved automatically toward Hermione , alexa and enzo
“I don’t think so,” said Snape, smiling coldly. “Mr. Malfoy, come over here. Let’s see what you make of the famous Potter. Miss potter, you can partner Mr. Lestrange And you, Miss Granger – you can partner with Miss Bulstrode.”
Malfoy strudded over smirking
"Tell me you won" James whispered asked his harry.
“Face your partners!” called Lockhart, bock on the platform. “And bow!”
Harry and Malfoy barely inclined their heads, not taking their eyes off each other.
Most of the students leaned towards the screen to match the duel.
“Wands at the ready!” shouted Lockhart. “When I count to three, cast your charms to disarm your opponents – only to disarm them – we don’t want any accidents – one…two…three –”
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“Harry swung his wand high, but Malfoy had already started on “two”: His spell hit Harry so hard he felt as though he’d been hit over the head with a saucepan. He stumbled, but everything still seemed to be working, and wasting no more time, Harry pointed his wand straight at Malfoy and shouted, “Rictusempra!”
