After Care of Magical Creatures, Snape and his two companions followed the crowd toward the Great Hall.
As they passed through the Entrance Hall, they saw a noisy cluster of students gathered around the notice board, discussing a piece of parchment that had just been pinned up.
Aber had only just squeezed in for a look when he excitedly called Snape over.
"Duelling Club," he said. "Its first meeting is tonight. It hasn't been held for years. Who knows why they suddenly decided to bring it back?"
"It would be stranger if there wasn't one," Snape said as he squeezed over as well, staring at the words on the parchment. "Dark Wizards won't go easy on us when we run into them."
It was indeed rather difficult to understand why such a good way of training students in practical combat had not been held at Hogwarts for decades.
Following the course of history, it would not even make a brief reappearance until more than ten years later, during Harry's second year, thanks to Gilderoy Lockhart's love of showing off.
After that, Hogwarts students would still have to rely on Dumbledore's Army, that illegal student organization, for practical combat training. It really made one suspect there were bad apples within the school.
"I don't think I'll participate," Pandora said as she looked at the two of them. "Duels between Wizards only allow Wands. There's really not much fun in that."
"What else do you want to use?" Aber could not help raising an eyebrow.
"A lot of things." Pandora patted her pocket and answered briefly.
"For everyone's safety, it's best if you don't participate," Snape said.
Although Snape had little interest in duelling his classmates, it also meant he would have the chance to use magic on them legally. How could