Lockhart had just started to step down from the stage to divide the students into groups when Professor Snape stopped him.
"I don't think the students found the duel they just witnessed very satisfying. But Professor Lockhart seems a little timid and unwilling to have another match with me."
Professor Snape spoke in his usual sneering tone, drawing a chorus of cheers from the students below.
Everyone loved a spectacle, and they especially wanted to see the two professors they disliked most fight again.
Professor Snape ignored them and looked toward the Gryffindors.
"Miss Harley, if you don't mind, would you like to show the other students what a real duel looks like?"
"What did we just hear? Professor Snape has challenged Harley to a duel! Of course she can! It'll be great to give everyone a chance to see what a proper duel looks like!"
Harley hadn't said a word, but Professor Lockhart shouted first, earning murderous glares from many people.
Who did he think he was? The person involved hadn't even agreed!
The Gryffindor students erupted in an uproar, many of them shouting angrily.
If Professor McGonagall hadn't been there, and they hadn't been afraid of Professor Snape taking points from them, they would have made some rather rude gestures.
This was blatant retaliation—a spiteful attack on Harley for beating Slytherin in the Quidditch Match!
You were a professor in your thirties, picking on a twelve-year-old girl. Weren't you ashamed to let people know? Had you no shame at all?
The Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs looked at Harley with concern. After all, Miss Demoness was well liked.
She was always willing to help others and teach the students all sorts of things, especially the girls.
If Harley hadn't often given the young witches hands-on, up-close lessons in magic, they