The Chamber of Secrets Pt 5

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*Later that day, DADA class was next but in the great hall. Lockhart was on the tables with a robe around him.*

Lockhart: Gather round! Gather round. Can everybody see me? Can you all hear me? Excellent. In light of the dark events of recent weeks...Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this Dueling Club...to train you all up in case you ever need to defend yourselves...as I myself have done on countless occasions. For full details, see my published works.

*He takes off his robe and tosses it to his fangirls. Angelina caught the robe.*

Lockhart: Let me introduce my assistant...Professor Snape.

*Everyone looked over to see Snape walking up to the tables and got on. He took off his robe as well.*

Lockhart: He has sportingly agreed to help with a short demonstration. I don't want any of you youngsters to worry. You'll still have your Potions master when I'm through with him. Never fear.

*Both professors raised their wands at the ready and bowed. They then took five steps away from each other before turning around, ready to duel.*

Lockhart: One. Two. Three!

Snape: Expelliarmus!

*His spell sent Lockhart flying to the ground and landed with a loud thud. Damian and Ron found it amusing. Hermione meanwhile.*

Hermione: Do you think he's all right?

Ron: Who cares?

Damian: If he broke his back, I'm gonna die of laughter.

*Lockhart got up, in little pain, but was not hurt.*

Lockhart: An excellent idea to show them that, Professor Snape...but if you don't mind me saying, it was obvious what you were about to do. If I had wanted to stop you, it would have been only too easy.

Snape: Perhaps it would be prudent to first teach the students...to block unfriendly spells, professor.

Lockhart: An excellent suggestion, Professor Snape. Let's have a volunteer pair. Potter, Weasley, how about you?

Snape: Weasley's wand causes devastation with the simplest spells. We'll be sending Potter to the hospital wing in a matchbox. Might I suggest someone from my own house? Malfoy, perhaps?

*he turned around and pointed at Malfoy, instructing him to take part in it. Damian grinned, knowing this was going to be good. Harry got up on the stage and he and Malfoy were walking towards each other.*

Lockhart: Good luck, Potter.

Harry: Thank you, sir.

*They stopped when they were face to face.*

Lockhart: Wands at the ready.

*Both boys raised their wands.*

Malfoy: Scared, Potter?

Harry: You wish.

*Damian and Ron shared a look that said, "Malfoy's done." Both Draco and Harry put their wands down and walked five steps away. They turned around, ready to duel.*

Lockhart: On the count of three...cast your charms to disarm your opponent. Only to disarm. We don't want any accidents here. One. Two.

Malfoy: Everte Statum!

*Malfoy didn't even give Lockhart time to finish the count, he fired his spell and it sent Harry flying and he fell on his side. Causing the Gryffindors to wince. Damian saw Malfoy smirking to himself and heard Crabbe laughing. Harry got back up and Malfoy's grin washed away.*

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