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‘I said disarm only!’ Lockhart shouted in alarm over the heads of the battling crowd. I looked over to were Draco and Harry were duelling. Draco had sunk to his knees and he could barely move from laughing. He then pointed his wand at Harry’s knees, choked, ‘Tarantallegra!’ and the next second Harry’s legs begat to jerk around out of his control in a kind of quickstep. When Snape finally stopped them, a haze of greenish smoke was hovering over the scene.
I couldn’t really hear Lockhart as he was standing flustered in the midst of the hall, but everyone started moving towards the stage again and Harry and Draco walked with Lockhart and Snape. Lockhart took Harry to one side of the stage and started making some weird wiggling action with his wand, then dropped it.
‘What is that guy doing?’ I asked Luna, who seemed to pop up out of nowhere.
‘Three – two – one – go!’ he shouted suddenly.
Draco raised his wand quickly and bellowed, ‘Serpensortia!’
The end of his wand exploded. I wanted to close my eyes and try to remember what that spell would do, but it wasn’t necessary, as a long black snake shot out, fell heavily onto the floor between them, and raised itself, ready to strike. There were screams as the crowd back swiftly away, clearing the floor. The snake moved over the stage, eyeing the students. His eyes found mine and he started moving toward me, never blinking.
‘Don’t move,’ said Snape lazily, clearly enjoying the sight of everyone standing motionless. ‘I’ll get rid of it…’
‘Allow me!’ shouted Lockhart. He brandished his wand at the snake and there was a loud bang; the snake, instead of vanishing, flew ten feet into the air and feel back to the floor with a loud smack. Enraged, hissing furiously, it slithered straight toward Justin Finch-Fletchley, who was standing right next to me, and raised itself again, fangs exposed, poised to strike. I did the only thing that came to mind; I stepped in front of him. Then, Harry’s voice sounded, loud and clear, ‘Leave him alone!’ And miraculously – inexplicably – the snake slumped to the floor, docile as a thick, black garden hose, its eyes on Harry. He looked up at the crowd, grinning at Justin. My head started spinning and I took a step back, standing on Justin’s toes, then turning and running out of the Great Hall, leaving the mutters behind.

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