Chapter 130 (1/2)

With the passage of time, according to common sense calculation, all negative news will be washed away by the current of time.

In Hogwarts, however, this did not happen.

As time goes by, everyone is afraid of the next attack. After all, no one can be sure whether the next petrification or death will happen to them.

Indeed, the atmosphere of Hogwarts is very depressing, students need some new courage to fill in the blank for the unknown.

”The fight club is about to start!” Chivanos said, ”the first meeting tonight! I don't mind fighting lessons. They can be

”What? Do you think Slytherin's monsters can fight? ” Ron also looked at the notice with interest.

”It will come in handy,” he said to Harry and Hermione at dinner. ”Shall we go too?”

”What are you talking about?” Fanlin came in from the outside with books in her arms. Because Hermione needed to make magic potions, many community activities and Hermione's job needed to be completed by Fanlin.

Maybe that's the price of bundling. In any case, it should be done as if it had become a default.

”Fight club!” Harry was a little excited.

”At eight o'clock this evening, the fight club starts in the auditorium.”

”Let's fight each other?” Fanlin looked at Harry in disbelief, which was not a part of the curriculum.

”To be exact, it is to train our fighting skills.”

”Well, it's exciting. You know, there's never been such a class before.” Ron said excitedly, as if he had completely forgotten the fact that his wand was broken.

”It's really good!” Fanlin didn't attack Ron. In fact, the fight club dispelled people's fear to some extent.

”At eight o'clock tonight, let's finish the activity early and come here. How about coming here?”

Van Lim will ask for attention to Hermione, only Hermione because of the study of the magic drug and time is urgent.

Harry, Ron and Hermione all agreed, so they rushed back to the auditorium at eight that evening.

Instead of the long dining table, there was a glittering stage against the wall with thousands of candles on it. The ceiling was dark purple. It seemed that the whole training class was wrapped under it. They were all excited and had magic wands.

”I want to know who taught us?” All the students are crowded here.

”Fanlin, this way!” Neville waved to them in the crowd to show them to go. He had reserved a place for them. I don't know how Neville did it.

As they approached the chattering crowd, Hermione said, ”I've been told that Professor fritt was a champion fighter when he was young. Maybe it was him.”

”Like...” Harry suddenly gave a cry of pain, and he saw Professor gidrow Lockhart come onto the stage in his best robe, next to Snape, in his usual black robe.

Rockhart waved to the people to be quiet, and he called, ”come on, come together! Can each of you see me? Can you hear me? Great

He walked to the center of the stage, still holding his wand in his hand, and lifting his arm, along with the opening of his cloak, revealed the inner vest type fighting suit.