A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

"What? You want me to help you skip class? Rogge, although I know that my heroic and glorious past makes you feel pressured, but you are still young now..."

"Okay, Professor!" Rogge knocked on the table and pointed at the elf.

"If you don't agree, this caged elf will continue to be petrified. I am very good at certain spells. Maybe you can find Principal Dumbledore to undo all the petrification."

Lockhart looked at Rogge. It was good that without such a nasty little wizard, there would be no one to disrupt his class. He came to be a professor and to gain qualifications. He is a well-known scholar who trained Harry Potter, not a clown.

"Okay." Lockhart picked up the pen and signed the approval slip: "I know you want to get my signature in this way..."

"Thank you, Professor." Roger took the approval slip, waved and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, petrification spell!"

Before he finished speaking, a magic spell flew over. The elves jumped to life, and the one on the table pulled Lockhart's clothes and bit them.

After dinner, young wizards who wanted to join the Jackdaw Magic Society gathered. Rogge looked and saw that there were no senior classmates except their sophomores. Although Marcus wanted to come, he turned around and left when he saw all the second-year wizards.

All the qualified Slytherins are here, including Daphne, Malfoy, and Nott; Hermione from Gryffindor; Anthony and Terry from Ravenclaw; and Susan from Hufflepuff. Including myself, there were eight people in total.

Neville stood there, looking at them eagerly: "Roger, can I participate?"

Malfoy wanted to taunt, but Rogge patted him on the shoulder. He pursed his lips and stood behind Rogge.

"Neville, your grades last year did not meet the requirements. You only passed the Potions class."

"I know, but I...I remember you said that the Magic Club can use special tactics."

"Of course, the premise is that you are extremely good at a certain subject. For example?"

"I'm good at herbal medicine classes."

Malfoy laughed disdainfully, and Rogge looked back at him, telling him to put aside his arrogance.

"Then do you think the herbal medicine class is far better than us?"

"I..." Neville lowered his head. He only got an O in Herbology last year.

"Well, we have 8 members now. As long as you can defeat half of them in herbal medicine, you can join. What do you think?"

Everyone nodded and had no opinions.

"I'll do it." Neville clenched his fists, remembering who was present.

Malfoy looked at his running figure and laughed: "I guess he won't come to me, because I won't show mercy."

"Let's go to the secret classroom."

Rogge took everyone to the fourth floor, where he had already tidied up the classroom. He opened the box on the table and took out eight badges.

"Roger, is this the badge of our Jackdaw Club?" Daphne looked at it carefully. There was a unique serial number behind each badge.

"The valley lily of the valley above will bloom according to the annual assessment. If it fails, it will only be a flower. The badges can also be connected by typing." Rogge picked up the No. 1 badge and fixed it on his clothes with an adhesive spell. Then the first lily of the valley bloomed.

"Roger, can I get the No. 2 badge?" Malfoy took out the No. 2 badge from the box and stared at him with two cold eyes.

"Humph, do you want to grab it?" Malfoy looked at Hermione and Daphne, and despite being afraid, he still held it.

"The number 1 badge belongs to the president, the number 2 badge belongs to the vice president, and the other badges belong to the official members. You decide which number of badges you want."

"Malfoy, the vice president is mine. Do you think you are suitable?" Daphne took out her wand and stared at him closely.

"If there's anything inappropriate about it, if you don't accept it, we'll have a duel."

"And me!" Hermione also stood up. She also would not give up the No. 2 badge to anyone else.

"President, there is no difference with the other badges, right?" Nott asked as he picked up the No. 3 badge. When Rogge nodded, he directly stuck the No. 3 badge on his chest.

Others decided the order of the badges based on their hand speed, and in the end only three badges, 2, 7, and 8, were left unowned.

Rogge waved his magic wand, and a long platform for duels appeared in the classroom. Malfoy stood on top, staring at Daphne and Hermione.

"Which one of you two comes first?"

"Me first." Daphne walked up first, and the two of them waited for Rogge to explain the rules of the fight.

"I don't believe in glory duels. Except for the fact that the Unforgivable Curse cannot be used, everything else is arbitrary. There is only one rule. The winner standing on the stage wins."

"Roger, can I knock Daphne down with my fist?" Malfoy held his fist and smiled at Daphne.

"3, 2, 1, start."

"Expelliarmus."

"Flying Feather Curse."

The two cast their spells at almost the same time, but Daphne's spell was shorter and hit Malfoy first. He was lifted into the air by Daphne and then slammed onto the stage.

"Did you just want to hit me with your fist?" Daphne ran over and pulled out Malfoy's wand.

"Dear Miss Greengrass, I was joking..."

"Are you kidding? Get down!" Daphne kicked Malfoy, causing him to fall off the stage.

"Really!" Malfoy reluctantly handed the badge to Daphne and consciously picked up badge No. 8.

"Hermione, it's our turn." Daphne looked at Hermione seriously, she had long wanted to compete with Miss Granger.

I can't compare to him in subjects, but I don't necessarily know that in duels.

"Roger, can't you have two vice presidents?" Malfoy covered his shoulders and looked at the stage curiously, not knowing who would win.

"If the president is not here, who will you listen to?" Rogge smelled a smell of gunpowder in the air, and everyone else felt the same way.

As the best little witches in their respective colleges in the same grade, many people also want to know which of them has stronger spells.

The two faced each other at both ends of the duel stage, and the air was filled with tension.

"Are you ready?"

"certainly."

Even though it was a no-holds-barred duel, the two ladies still bowed to each other and then raised their hands.

They looked at each other and instantly cast spells on each other.

Expelliarmus.

Upside down golden clock.

…

The two magic spells collided together without giving in. Hermione's disarming spell was blocked by Daphne, and Daphne's big stick with her front teeth was also defused by Hermione. Spells intertwined on the duel stage, both trying to find each other's flaws.

They came and went, and everyone was dazzled by the magic spells flying around. Malfoy rubbed his eyes. Are they really in the same grade as him?

Daphne's bracelet glowed, and she had more magic power than Hermione. Taking advantage of Hermione's movement to slow down, she immediately used Leg Stance!

"I won!" Daphne looked at Hermione proudly.

"It's still early!" Hermione smiled, "They're all petrified!"

The beam from the tip of the spell hit Daphne accurately, and she fell on the stage unwillingly.

"Hermione Granger wins."

Although Daphne has more magic than Hermione, the number of spells she masters is far less than that of Hermione who reads books every day. Rogge had been worried down below that Hermione would release Shen Feng Wuying, but now it seemed that he was overthinking it.

"Oh, what a pity!" Daphne reluctantly handed the No. 2 badge to Hermione and turned to stare at Malfoy.

"Don't look at me, I'm holding the No. 8 badge." Looking at Daphne's clenched fists, Malfoy warned himself to remain a gentleman.

Hermione smiled and fixed the No. 2 badge on her chest, turned around and said to Daphne: "Your spells are very strong. If you practice for a while, you might be able to defeat me. We can often compete with each other, so that we can both improve." .”

Daphne nodded, although she was a little regretful, she was not discouraged: "Yes, I still need to work hard to learn more magic spells. But I have an advantage in magic."

After saying that, she looked at Nott again: "Nott, let's do some magic spell exercises from now on, right? I promise to be merciful and won't really embarrass you."

Nott nodded and showed a polite smile: "Of course, Daphne."

"Haha, I'm looking forward to it." Daphne laughed, but in her heart she scolded Nott for taking the No. 3 badge while they were dueling.

2K*5 is too low to order, how about changing it to 5K*2?