The Evil God of Hogwarts

Old Avery looked solemnly at the arena below. To his left stood a wizard with a fleshy face and dull facial features.

The wizard's gorgeous silver robes highlighted his identity, but his gloomy and slightly cruel expression did not match his robes at all.

"Sit down, Yaxley, you look like a cannibal."

The wizard named Yaxley sat back in his seat with dissatisfaction and whispered anxiously: "Is this the candidate you are looking for? You stupid son of the Benedick family, look, look, he is here now Like a rubber ball, being kicked around by that Eastern bastard..."

"Calm down, friend, you know we are not here for a duel."

"Are you sure, Mr. Avery? Are you sure..." When he said this, Yaxley looked around alertly, and he lowered his voice again: "Are you sure the master is still alive?"

Old Avery looked at his companion coldly, "Do you think I'm lying?"

"Of course not, sir, I..."

"Okay." Old Avery interrupted his companion impatiently, "Don't talk about it anymore."

Yaxley nodded knowingly and returned his attention to the arena.

Barrow waved his wand and shot several rays of magic towards Xing Ze, trying to delay his opponent, but he was horrified to find that the Oriental's speed had become faster again.

How can this be? Barrow shouted in his heart.

The first air blasting spell had already made him unbelievable. His magic was obviously ready to be used, but it was just a little slow, and it was this that caused him to completely lose the opportunity.

This damn oriental man kept chasing him, like a piece of brown candy, which he couldn't get rid of, which made him unable to use his magic power.

Those two magic spells obviously failed to stop Xing Ze, or even slow him down. In desperation, Barrow quietly took out the phoenix feather.

Come on, bastard, come on. he shouted secretly.

When Xing Ze rushed forward, Barrow decisively activated the phoenix feathers, and scorching flames rose into the sky and enveloped the two of them in an instant.

The audience in the venue screamed again and again, and many people leaned back involuntarily. The commentator Li Jordan even shouted excitedly. Fortunately, Professor Flitwick beside him immediately came to the field by apparating.

He was about to use a magic spell to extinguish the flames, but he saw a figure flying out of the flames, passing over his head and falling hard to the ground.

The professor turned around in surprise and looked at Barrow Foley, who was rolling on the ground, and then quickly turned his head to look at the gradually dissipating flames.

Xing Ze was slowly walking out of the fire. His whole body was wrapped in a black object. The moment he walked out of the fire ring, the black object instantly turned into particles as fine as dust and disappeared.

The entire arena was silent, and the audience just stared at Xing Ze walking out of the flames. Suddenly someone cheered loudly. It was Cedric who led a group of students supporting Xing Ze. Among them, the Weasley twins shot several fireworks into the sky.

"For Merlin's sake!" Ben asked sadly with his eyes closed, "Tell me, the cheers now are not for Barrow Foley."

Clara jumped up on the spot like a rabbit, she shouted: "He's okay, oh, Merlin's beard, he came out of the fire unscathed, the spell must have worked!"

Ron shook Hermione, who squatted on the ground and even covered her eyes with her hands.

"Look, Hermione." Ron shouted with a silly smile, "Look, Hermione."

Miss Granger opened her two fingers slightly, looked at the arena through the gaps between her fingers, and then put her hands down randomly.

"Ha, what am I talking about, Ron." The girl said as if she had expected it, "Mr. Xing Ze will not lose."

Ron pouted and rolled his eyes at his companions beside him.

Flitwick, who was in the center of the venue, thought he had seen it wrong and blinked in disbelief. After confirming that it was Xing Ze, he hesitated to end the game.

But Barrow, who was on the ground, jumped up from the ground and yelled viciously: "I'm going to kill you, little bastard."

After he finished speaking, he waved the magic wand in his hand and shot a powerful spell at Xing Ze. This was his only remaining trump card.

Xing Ze did not expect this spell, but all of Barrow's movements had been seen through. He quickly turned sideways, and the magical energy rubbed his chest and shot towards the barrier.

The crowd booed, and many people who supported Barrow began to cheer. After all, the duel that was supposed to be quite interesting has now become a one-sided beating, which is really boring.

Among them, many viewers placed bets on Barrow. They thought this was a sure-profit business.

Although the Eastern wizard has been mentioned in the newspapers recently, under the operation of the pure-blood family, Barrow's popularity can be said to be booming, not to mention that many wizards in Great Britain are unwilling to admit that the person who saved Ravenska Village was an Eastern wizard. played a key role.

These people believe in the existence of heroes, but that hero should be someone like Barrow Foley, not Xing Ze.

But the cruel reality is before their eyes. The so-called hero in their minds is being beaten again and again, and every time he resists is so weak.

The unwillingness and humiliation caused by the gap made these people completely explosive. They began to give Barrow a thumbs up crazily, and spit out all kinds of ugly and humiliating words from their mouths.

The teachers at Hogwarts are not just for nothing. Under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, they have cast spells one after another. Silencing spells, silent spells, etc. were fired around the arena to prevent the school students from receiving unnecessary verbal pollution.

Even Snape, who has always been indifferent, took action, but his method was more direct. The two most arrogant wizards were sealed by him with the Silencing Curse - a more advanced silent spell. Mouth.

When the situation stabilized, Snape looked at Xing Ze meaningfully, then tossed his robe and walked out of the arena.

Barrow was preparing the second spell. He didn't know if he would be late, but at this moment he could only do this, and all the rhythm was disrupted by Xing Ze.

As if waiting for his magic, Xing Ze did not continue to entangle him at close range, but also recited the spell.

The two magics collided, and bright magical energy exploded. After a series of incredible confrontations, the audience finally waited for the familiar magic showdown.

The magic collided back and forth, and the crackling sound was endless. This is a duel between wizards, this is a duel that tests the strength of a wizard.

Professor Flitwick finally breathed a sigh of relief. If Xing Ze continued to rush towards Barrow, he would doubt whether the magic duel he participated in was fake. Although Xing Ze's attack method was quite effective, he had to admit it. .