Aaron thought for a moment and said:
"It's hard for you to learn anything in a hurry... Let me teach you some basic moves of swordsmanship. If you really want to learn, you can come to my office to find me after class."
"good!"
Neville's starry eyes.
Aaron took off two cufflinks, brushed them twice, and transformed into two long swords.
He threw one towards Neville:
"I'll first teach you how to hold a sword and the four basic stances in Meyer's swordsmanship."
“Ox Pose, Plow Pose, Rooftop Pose, and Fool’s Pose.”
…
After Aaron taught him once, he left Neville to practice the swordsmanship posture by himself. Frankly speaking, he learned well, but he was not very familiar with the breathing skills.
Hearing the sound of the sword being swung into the wind, Harry couldn't help but turn his head and looked at this scene with some curiosity.
Until Malfoy's sharp and lazy voice came:
"Pote—what are you looking at? Are you looking at that mindless fool?"
"Not Neville!" Harry retorted firmly.
"Isn't it? You're waving a Muggle steel rod around and you think you can do anything good?"
Malfoy's tone was full of sarcasm: "What does he think he is? The Juggernaut?"
"At least he is studying things seriously, which is better than someone like you who only talks empty words all day long!" Harry countered.
Malfoy's face suddenly darkened: "Potter, are you going to fight me?"
"Aren't we always fighting each other?" Harry didn't give in at all.
"Yeah--"
Malfoy's words stopped abruptly. He waved his wand unexpectedly, and a ray of silver light suddenly shot out:
"Alargotai!"
The silver light hit Harry's stomach, and he suddenly felt his intestines tightening in pain, and he couldn't help but fall to the ground.
Just when Malfoy was feeling proud, a voice came from behind him:
"Mr. Malfoy, I don't think a sneak attack is too gentlemanly."
Aaron didn't know when he had walked behind the two of them.
"Professor Custer?"
Malfoy's face turned pale and he was a little nervous.
Aaron waved the wand lightly, and Harry suddenly felt better in his stomach. Aaron handed him a hand, and Harry stood up with a pale face.
"Thank you, Professor."
Aaron nodded, then turned to Malfoy and said:
"Of course, I don't object to you carrying out sneak attacks. The monsters in the secret room will not discuss it in advance when they attack you. But since you have already covered the deeper content in advance, why not go on stage to show it to everyone?"
As soon as this was said, the young wizards who were practicing in pairs all cast curious glances.
Even Snape sneered and said: "Very good decision, Castor, let Malfoy and Potter do the demonstration..."
"Come on, Malfoy, I think I should teach you something to deal with the famous Mr. Potter."
Snape waved to Malfoy, and Malfoy left triumphantly, casting an arrogant glance at Harry.
"professor……"
Harry looked at Aaron with some horror.
Aaron gave him a reassuring smile: "Don't be afraid, just follow what I just taught you, you have to concentrate..."
He leaned into Harry's ear and gave him a few words of advice.
On the other side, Snape also taught Malfoy a few spells with a somewhat sarcastic smile.
After hearing this, Harry said with some worry: "Professor, can I do it?"
Aaron patted his shoulder: "Don't be afraid, believe in yourself, remember, stay the same to cope with all changes, no matter what spells Snape taught Malfoy..."
Soon, Harry and Malfoy stood still on the stage.
Aaron was about to become a referee, but Lockhart, who had been ignored all the time, moved.
"Let me do it, Professor Custer..."
Aaron had no choice but to give up his position and stand next to Snape, who was sneering - which made the smile on his face disappear immediately.
"Okay, let's give each other a polite greeting first. Come on, salute..."
Lockhart said excitedly, but Malfoy and Harry remained motionless, looking at each other coldly.
In a sense, this is the second battle between Aaron and Snape.
"Okay, then I will count three numbers, and you both will take action at the same time..."
Although he hit a soft nail, Lockhart did not panic at all. He shouted enthusiastically:
"three……"
"two……"
However, when he called two, Malfoy took action.
"Alargotai!"
A ray of silver light shot out, and Malfoy was triumphant - while in the audience, Hermione and Ron looked angry.
However, something unexpected happened.
In a flash of lightning, Harry waved his wand calmly - his body was shaking slightly, but his hand was extremely steady.
As if piercing a fly's wing with a sword - Harry miraculously deflected Malfoy's curse with such precise movements!
"Alas!"
There was a burst of cheers from the audience, and Hermione and Ron applauded Harry desperately.
Harry looked at his hands and couldn't believe it -
I...I actually did it?
Harry quickly looked at Aaron, and saw Aaron nodded and cast an approving look at him:
He really didn't expect that Harry did have some talent in this area.
"Watch your opponent and don't get distracted."
Aaron reminded from a distance.
Harry quickly turned his head and focused on Malfoy, who had an ugly face. His heart was still pounding.
I succeeded!
Professor Custer is right. Just like a skilled swordsman can use his sword to block the opponent's blows, a wizard can also use his wand to block the opponent's spell!
Harry's throat was a little stiff and he was a little nervous, but he felt that his hand was steadier than ever before. After only one use, he succeeded and blocked Malfoy's spell with his wand!
At this moment, an unprecedented confidence ran through Harry's chest.
I can succeed many more times!
"Come on, Malfoy, keep going!"
he challenged Malfoy.
Malfoy's face was extremely ugly, as if he had swallowed a fly alive, and there was a trace of cruelty in his smile:
"Potter, you won't have such good luck again...Aralgetay!"
However, this time, Harry still managed to break the curse.
The soft leg curse...pick it apart!
Tongue-stuck curse...pick it apart!
Tarantella...pick off!
Wave after wave of spells exploded from Harry's wand. He was completely in the state at this moment, blocking every spell of Malfoy accurately like a well-trained duel master!
"hateful……"
Malfoy was furious. He waved his wand and wanted to strike again, but Harry gave him no chance.
"Expelliarmus!"
A ray of red light hit Malfoy, his wand flew away from his hand, and his whole body was directly knocked away by the spell, and he fell heavily to the ground, disgraced.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
A burst of mocking laughter soon erupted from the crowd. Ron pointed at Malfoy and mocked:
"Look at how stupid he is and scolding others - why don't you know how to look in the mirror?"
Malfoy was beside himself with rage - his pale face suddenly flushed with blood.
He didn't care to retrieve his wand, grabbed Goyle's wand, and said in the most vicious tone in his life:
"Oolong comes out of the hole!"
Snape's expression suddenly changed: "Malfoy, stop!"
However, it was already too late - a mysterious magical reaction occurred between the wand that was taken away and the unskilled spell. What shot out from the end of Malfoy's wand was not a snake, but a burst of dazzling green light!
Harry leaned over quickly, and the green light almost grazed his scalp and flew directly into the snake corpse that Lockhart had kicked aside.
There was a "bang" sound.
A burst of choking smoke rose up, and the dead python miraculously came to life again.
It spat out the letter and hissed as it swam towards a Hufflepuff boy, causing little wizards to run away in terror wherever it passed.
"Don't move! I'll do it!"
Aaron drew his wand and stepped forward quickly, intending to solve it.
But at this moment, a scary voice was heard.
Harry lowered his body and stared motionlessly at the python, making a cold, snake-like hissing sound from his mouth.
His emerald green eyes reflected the twisted snake shadow, which looked particularly eerie and terrifying.
