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"Let me tell you! Even if Flitwick comes in person, he may not be Devereaux's opponent!"

Ron jumped up excitedly, hugged Harry and shouted, his face full of fanatical admiration.

In stark contrast to his excitement, was Hermione next to him.

She was stunned, clutching the edge of the long table in the auditorium with both hands, her face full of shock.

The fire dragon-like spell just now was so powerful that the air in the entire auditorium seemed to be on fire.

Even after the flames dissipated, she thought she could smell the heat in the air.

"That's...that's the most powerful spell we've ever seen, right?"

Her voice trembled, as if she was talking to herself.

Harry nodded, his eyes still fixed on the empty arena.

"Without Professor Dumbledore's reinforced shield..."

He didn't say anything, but everyone knew the consequences.

The entire auditorium may have been burned to ashes.

On the Slytherin side, Malfoy sat stunned, with no color on his face.

Even though he had always been arrogant and domineering, he could not hide the fear in his heart at this moment.

Regardless of whether they were senior students or junior students, whether they were Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff, all the students were talking in low voices. The situation gradually got out of control, and noises broke out one after another.

There was chaos in the audience.

The chaos in the audience intensified, and Professor McGonagall stood up.

"Quiet! Everyone, stay calm! This is normal in the game!"

She waved her wand and cast the Loud Voice Charm. The sound echoed in the auditorium, quickly suppressing the din.

But this sentence made many students dumbfounded.

"Normal situation?"

Some people couldn't help but whisper.

"This is almost tearing down the auditorium. How can it be considered normal?"

On the other side, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet was so excited that he almost jumped on the table.

His eyes were as bright as two searchlights, staring in the direction of the ring.

"This is definitely the front page! The front page!!"

He excitedly clapped his reporters on the shoulders, his tone full of uncontrollable excitement.

"Fire Dragon Curse! Super powerful wandless spell! Our news this time is quite explosive! This material is enough for us to use for a year!"

The reporters nodded hurriedly, for fear of missing any detail, and their cameras snapped at the wreckage of the arena and the onlookers.

The effect of this propaganda in deterring dark wizards has been completely achieved! !

Finally, with the joint efforts of Professor McGonagall and Flitwick, order was gradually restored in the auditorium and the game could continue.

But at this moment, everyone understands one fact:

The next game is just a formality. There is no doubt about the real winner.

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"Damn it! Where did you run away?!"

Devereux was running down the school streets of Hogwarts, his face full of anxiety. His senses were expanded to their maximum, but there was still no trace of Percy.

"Where will it go..."

He gritted his teeth and quickly sifted through possible answers in his mind.

"Will you go back to the lounge? Or... some hidden place?"

The pace kept stopping, but his thoughts became more and more messy. At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"Hey! Devereux, why are you here?"

Devereaux suddenly stopped and turned around, only to see a green-haired girl running towards him with a familiar mischievous smile on her face.

"Tonks?!"

His eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

Tonks ran up to him with excitement on her face and patted his shoulder casually.

"Haha, for such a big event, of course Aurors have to come and keep an eye on it! But, I'm just an intern now. They only let me check the owls that come into the school. To be honest, if there are really black ones who can transform, Even if a wizard sneaks in, I can’t find out!”

After she finished speaking, she spread her hands as if complaining, but there was a smile in her eyes.

"By the way, speaking of this, I just wanted to ask you -"

Tonks changed the topic and started chattering excitedly:

"Didn't I tell you before that I wanted to ask you about the Auror exam? Then I..."

Devereaux frowned, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

"Tonks, I have something urgent to do now, please leave your questions later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his wand violently.

"Shidun is dispatched!"

A low spell echoed on the school road, and then, several huge stone knights appeared from the end of the corridor and quickly gathered around Devereux.

The sound of armor clashing was clear and powerful, and the knights were all ready to go, exuding majesty and strength.

Tonks stared at the scene in front of her in stunned silence, her mouth wide open and unable to speak.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves came from a distance. Devereaux's stone war horse arrived quickly, its hooves hitting the ground, making crisp sounds. Without any hesitation, Devereux easily climbed onto his horse and sat upright.

He looked down at Tonks and said in a hasty but polite tone:

"Tonks, go back and keep staring at the owl! We'll talk about this later!"

Before Tonks could react, Devereaux pinched the horse's belly lightly, and the horse neighed, leading him and the group of stone pier knights to rush out quickly. The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away.

Tonks stood there, staring blankly at Devereux's leaving figure, and murmured to herself:

"What the hell is this guy doing...?"

At this moment, an owl flew over their heads.

And Deveraux's mind was no longer on her at this time.

He galloped on his horse, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind - Percy said he was going to the bathroom, and as a prefect, which bathroom would he go to?

The answer was obvious: the prefect's bathroom!

"These prefects really like that place, right!!"

He squeezed his legs hard on his warhorse and accelerated towards the prefect's bathroom. The Stone Knights followed closely behind him, and the sound of horse hooves echoed in the corridors of Hogwarts.

Deveraux was so familiar with the prefect's bathroom.

Since he had fought a life-and-death battle with Marcus last time, he was more familiar with this area than other students.

So, in less than three minutes, he rode his horse and led the Stone Knights through the corridor and reached the destination.

"Finally!"

Deveraux turned over and dismounted, jumping neatly to the ground.

He waved his hand to let the Stone Knights disperse their vigilance, and at the same time he quickly walked towards the door of the prefect's bathroom.

According to experience, Deveraux took a deep breath and planned to use perception to check whether Percy was inside.

However, just as he stepped closer to the door, he was startled by a sudden scream.

"Get out! Get out! A thug who casts spells randomly!! You are not allowed to enter here!!!"

Deveraux was frightened by the high-decibel roar and stopped suddenly, and even took a half step back reflexively.

"What?!"

He stared at the door in front of him with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe that this cold thing was actually cursing.

The carved golden dragon on the door continued to roar while spraying small sparks:

"Don't think I don't know! It was you who directly demolished us last time! Hogwarts does not welcome thugs like you!"

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