The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

The All England Wizards Duel Tournament can be traced back to the [-]th and [-]th centuries

And Flitwick's dueling club can only be regarded as a team he formed in his spare time, the purpose is to train those outstanding wizards, and the goal is to become the champion of the All England Wizards Duel Competition.

After finishing the Charms class on Thursday, Cyrus and Hermione followed Professor Flitwick through the central courtyard to a lawn outside the castle.

Tall owl huts and hills cover most of the castle and no one comes here

Some scattered senior students have already started dueling practice early.

"Let me see... When transforming into materialized energy...you need to be more sure than ordinary transformation...inner thoughts..."

Hermione was holding a book and looking through the notes taken at Professor McGonagall yesterday, nearly half of the content was supplemented by Cyrus for her

"Everyone! Welcome, this is the freshman I found in the second grade..." Professor Flitwick walked between the two of them and four or five seniors,

"We don't have any frictions and fights here. If there is, then the orthodox wizard duel is usually used to resolve disputes."

Hearing this, Hermione gathered her palms holding the book, closed the notebook, straightened Ravenclaw's blue tie, and the winter cold rose again in her eyes

Cyrus beside him nodded secretly. It seemed that Dean Flitwick wanted to let the wizards vent their negative emotions through reasonable and legal competition.

Among the crowd standing opposite, Slytherin accounted for half, and the other was one from each of the three houses.

And the first to reach out was Slytherin's senior senior Gemma Farley, with long dark brown hair and dark blue eyes, and a pendant on her ear

"I knew there would be such a day..." She briefly shook hands with the two in turn, "Marcus Flint followed Malfoy and cursed you every day last year, and my ears were almost callused from hearing it."

Speaking of Marcus, who had had friction with the two before, Senior Sister Farley showed some disdain

"As a senior in Slytherin, it's really embarrassing to be beaten by a first-year student... However, although he is not very good, it is enough to show your ability if you can leapfrog the challenge."

Hermione realized that not all Slytherins have the same virtue.

However, apart from the old prefect, the other two Slytherin students didn't agree with each other very much, instead they focused on Farley and the duel.

In Slytherin, if a prefect is successfully challenged by someone of the same level, the position of prefect will lose power due to disobedience

Cyrus looked at the tall slender woman who turned around and continued to practice, and guessed that the other party was probably a group of powerful people.

"Okay--look--?" Hermione poked the boy's waist secretly with her wand

The warning of the attack and the force made Cyrus quickly return to his sight, and he stepped to the right, getting close to the girl,

Hermione just snorted coldly, but seeing how obedient he is... forget it.

The remaining two seniors of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were very kind and enthusiastically pulled them over. They had also heard of Hermione's club more or less.

They watched the boy with silver and black hair sparring with Slytherin in the distance,

"That's Warnerson, a third-year Gryffindor student. I heard he's from Germany... He rarely goes out and spends all his time and energy on duels."

After they introduced themselves, they patted the shoulders of the two pups as encouragement.

Dean Flitwick looked at the members of the 'Duel Contest Team', and found that they already had corresponding opponents, so he tapped his bald forehead with his wand

"Hmm... Exactly six people... But it's also good, don't fight them when you first come in"

"They have been practicing for two or three years, and they have rich experience in actual combat. How about...you guys practice against each other first, how about it?"

Hermione pursed her lips slightly after hearing this, but the corners of her mouth still raised uncontrollably,

"No problem~Professor" She looked at Cyrus with a sly look,

But Cyrus showed bitterness. Hermione will definitely take the opportunity to force him this time, but the boy knows in his heart that as long as he meets Hermione, he will involuntarily show mercy

Cyrus knows everything, Cyrus just doesn't want to face...

"Be obedient~ No matter whether you win or lose, as long as you are serious, I will give you sweets~" Hermione coaxed softly

The true strength of the little angel~ The pink and tender tongue in the girl's mouth slipped over her front teeth.

The two stood together,

Flitwick stood beside the two of them, imposing a loud voice, talking about dueling rules and etiquette:

In a duel, all black magic allowed by the Ministry of Magic can be used; a certain degree of alchemy items can be used; after the opponent loses the ability to fight, he cannot continue to pursue

After the two took out their wands, they did not attack in time.

Getting along day and night and actual combat, the two have already known some of each other's behavior habits

Cherub Cyrus vs Demon Hermione Granger

"Protego (Armor Protection)!!"

The two held their wands in front of their chests at the same time, a burst of white light rose from the tip of the wand, and the Iron Armor Curse protected them,

Generally speaking, the Iron Armor Curse does not emit light, but the transfiguration of the two people is wrapped in the materialized Iron Armor Curse energy, slowly shaping it, which makes Flitwick nod frequently and secretly marvel

Although the old professor didn't know what kind of spell it was, but through the characteristics of its transfiguration, it was quickly deduced that this was what the two had gained from Professor McGonagall.

Minerva McGonagall vs. Filius Flitwick, plus one point for the former.

Due to the influence of Transfiguration, the Iron Armor Curse faintly glows white. The shapes of the magic barriers are different, but they all cling to the body of the caster.

Cyrus' shoulders, chest, abdomen, and joints were protected by the Iron Armor Curse into a huge steel armor,

With a twist of the wrist, a section of dead wood on the field turned into a wolverine, with its sharp claws, it galloped towards the girl on the opposite side

And Hermione's speed of casting the Transfiguration Iron Armor Curse was a beat slower than that of Les, so she could only temporarily cancel the spell. The incomplete breastplate and knee pads, and the autumn wind brought curly hair, which has a sense of Joan of Arc.

LocomotorWibbly (leg soft foot sponge)

The Wolverine suddenly fell to the ground, and could only growl weakly at the girl. Hermione waved her right arm, holding the wand gracefully between her index finger and thumb

The weeds on the ground turned into sharp thorns, and the pierced wolverine turned into dead branches again, and the ground thorns continued to spread towards Cyrus in a straight line,

The grape vine wood and its own knowledge strengthened the speed and firmness of the deformation, and the distance of five meters was shortened by half by the breath

"Incendio (Fire Burning)"

Following Cyrus' words, the flames that emerged quickly circled around the boy, and the ground thorns, which were essentially fibers, were burned to the ground by the circle of fire.

Two knockback spells hit Hermione straight through the flames.

Professor Flitwick, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, looked at the two with admiration. After a few more years, the champion of the Wizarding Contest must be one of them.

It's just... Cyrus' circle of fire looks familiar?

"The pace should be combined with your own characteristics, don't be messy! The speed of chanting the mantra must be fast!"

Watching the spell flying back and forth, Flitwick reminded the two of them from time to time

He, to make the All-Wizards Duel recall the fear of being dominated by Felius Flitwick.

The spell was controlled by Hermione and Cyrus at a moderately low power, and the force made both parties unable to be touched.

Occasionally being hit by the repelling spell hidden in the flock of birds, it only defeated the magic armor on Hermione and Cyrus a little.

Unless you use large-scale fire and flames, a 360° magic attack with no dead ends, or a surprise attack, you can't hurt yourself.

birds scattered

The shimmering radiance outlines the broken heavy armor and light armor of the two men.

"The warm-up is over?"

"Of course, it's up to the winner~"

Hermione flicked her curly brown hair gracefully, the Iron Armor Curse was supplied with a small amount of magic power, her right arm was wrapped by a gauntlet, and she used the Flying Curse to transform a piece of gravel into a one-handed sword

On the other hand, Cyrus's is a light-stick-shaped blade, on which all the armor spells on the boy's body are gathered, becoming a lightsaber emitting white light...

Since the long-distance attack can't work, let's start the battle between those who are sensitive to the force~