I went to Hogwarts after being spotted by Grindelwald

Neither Riddle nor Snape spoke. Obviously, a silent vomiting curse was not considered a "jinx" in their minds.

The students at Hogwarts were surprisingly angry. This was just a duel between students, not a battle of life and death. In their opinion, the people of Nurmengard went too far.

In the face of this anger, Thomson's expression did not change at all, and he even said without apology: "I'm sorry, classmate, I'm just used to it."

Anger can generate motivation and devour reason, and its consequences often depend on the angry person's self-control and mentality.

Obviously, the next two people who came on stage were not of this level. Although the angry curse was powerful, it had no effect in front of Thomson. The Hogwarts student who was blinded by anger himself had a flaw.

It didn't take long for the two of them to be carried down just like the Gryffindor students before.

"It's a bit boring." Thomson chatted casually with his classmates from Nurmengard.

The students at Hogwarts became more noisy, but being defeated continuously finally allowed them to regain some sense. The remaining fifth-year students were a little hesitant.

Thomson is obviously very good. Not to mention the fifth graders, even the higher grades are not sure that they will win. What's more, this is the age when young people are concerned about face. Although the sixth and seventh grade students are very angry,

But I was too embarrassed to go onto the stage directly.

If they win, they will be said to be bullying the small ones. What's more, they have no confidence in winning. If they really lose...

Haha, I will never be able to raise my head in front of the castle's oil painting from now on.

Some time ago, Sean's plan to beat up Hoffman gave Hogwarts students the illusion that Nurmengard was nothing more than that. However, it was only when they got to one-on-one that they discovered each other's strength.

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Sean didn't have many emotional fluctuations. Although Thomson was indeed a bit uncomfortable, he was more accustomed to observing the other person.

Needless to mention his strength, his excellent spell skills can completely overwhelm most of the students at Hogwarts. The other party has mastered a considerable number of silent spells. In just three quick duels, Sean has seen at least five kinds.

Different silent spells.

Moreover, although Thomson has always had that annoying lazy posture, his hand is firmly holding the wand, and his body is also tense, and he can cast a defensive spell at any time.

Sean also discovered that this person liked to provoke the opponent very much. Just like Riddle, Thomson would constantly point out the flaws in the opponent's casting of spells, but in a much more mocking tone.

The opponent will often become angry because of this, and the defense will naturally be vulnerable to loopholes.

It must be said that although Thomson is only a fifth grader, he is already quite experienced in dueling.

From this we can imagine the level of education in Nurmengard.

No wonder he couldn't beat his opponent in the Triwizard Tournament. I'm afraid it's not just the 'improved black magic'... Sean narrowed his eyes and thought silently.

On the duel stage, Thomson saw that no one was continuing on the stage, so he simply walked away from the edge of the stage.

"This classmate is a fifth grader, do you want to compare notes?" He knelt down and pointed at a Hufflepuff student.

The student's face looked uncertain for a while, but the fierceness deep in Badgeryuan's bones still emerged, and he gritted his teeth and agreed.

At this time, a hand put his shoulder.

"You don't have to get on the wheel to run over a butterfly, Mr. Thomson, how about I be your rival?"

The Hufflepuff students and Thomson looked at each other.

Sean, who was obviously a head shorter, showed a shy smile: "I'm only in the first grade. I want more opportunities to study, is that okay?"

Although the fatigue caused by casting a large number of spells just now has not gone away, Sean still decided to give it a try.

Because he saw a figure at the entrance of the auditorium.

That's Professor Scamander.

At the same time, a small thing walked up on his trouser leg. It was the Bowtruckle that had recently become attached to Sean...

Pickett breathlessly handed him a note with a super mini teapot stuck to it.

"Dear Sean, why don't you try the summoning spell? Of course, you can also learn a spell temporarily~for example: get out of the hole?"

The lid of the teapot shook twice.

This teapot looked so familiar to him. It came from a 'little guy' with special hobbies in Professor Scamander's box.

Really small one.

Sean immediately understood what the other party meant. He smiled secretly and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

It seems that Professor Scamander doesn't have a good impression of Nurmengard. Does that mean that he still had the wand pressed to his throat?

"Will Dumbledore mourn you?"

Sean immediately came up with a line in his mind.

The hidden history of the older generation of wizards is really curious...

However, now is not the time to think about this. Since I have 'temporarily' learned a spell, why not try it?

So, the scene happened now.

The Hufflepuff student obviously knew Sean. He noticed the tiredness on the first year's face. The generous and loyal badger would always pay attention to his friends.

"Wallup, don't be brave." He said, and then looked at Thomson, "I will be your opponent."

Thomson, who was half-crouching on the stage, focused entirely on Sean: "You want to give it a try?"

Sean ignored him and instead showed a smile to the Hufflepuff student: "Senior, thank you for your kindness."

Then without waiting for anyone else to say anything, Sean climbed directly onto the duel stage.

"Mr. Thomson, shall we begin?"

Thomson immediately took a step back, his whole expression became focused.

One thing Nurmengard has always taught them is: don’t let yourself down just because the other party is weak.

What's more, the seemingly harmless little wizard in front of them had just hit the extremely powerful Professor Riddle in their hearts with a needle-pricking spell.

Thomson asked himself that he couldn't do this. Even among the seventh grade students in Nurmengard, there were very few who mastered the silent acupuncture spell.

After the two sides saluted, Sean immediately raised his wand, and then he discovered that the other party had already adopted a defensive posture.

Thomson has no choice. He is not sure how many spells the opponent has mastered, so defending first is the right choice. After all, if you think about it carefully, you will know that the acupuncture spell that can force the professor to defend is not just a burst of thorns.

The pain is so simple.

Moreover, the opponent is already tired, and Thomson is confident in draining the opponent's energy.

"Am I that scary?" Sean muttered.