The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

Carlius glanced at the crowd in the stands. The loyalty of these fans to him will inevitably reach a higher level, and their strong impression of him will inevitably deepen again.

This is his purpose.

His father, who had served as the Speaker of the Magic Congress for two consecutive terms, told him that a real man needs two things to do things, ambition and purpose.

And since he entered Ilvermorny and became the chairman of the brotherhood, he has become more and more aware of his father's wisdom.

These exchange students from other magic schools do have some abilities, but that's all. Except for the two girls, everyone else is a bit too ordinary.

This is the judgment made by Carlius after studying the information of these people in detail. The whole thing can be summarized in two words, that's it?

Very good, they are all his stepping stones.

This Viktor Krum is the third one. Compared with the first two people, at least he is not a fool, but it is nothing more than that. If you are good at playing, just play honestly. Why pretend to be a genius wizard?

Carlius felt as if he was standing on the top, looking down at these other people.

Sure enough, defeating representatives from other magic schools is the best proof of one's own strength?

Well, now there is still one last thing to do.

The fraternity members in the audience organized and called him "August the Undefeated", which made Carlius feel happy again. Everyone is watching, I am a legend.

But after a while, he felt a little tired, signaled the brotherhood members to stop, and then walked to the edge of the field to look at his deputy, who immediately lowered his voice and told him that the last one had also been invited.

He immediately walked back to the stage, "Mr. Erwin Frost," his voice echoed in the audience, "I wonder if you would like to have a conversation with me?"

The whole place was silent, obviously everyone was waiting for the person who was called to respond.

"Are you ready to go on stage?" Angela looked at Erwin.

"There is no way, this is already a difficult situation," Erwin shrugged, "Besides, with sister Angela here, I have nothing to be afraid of." He said with a smile.

"Even if it can be cured, it's best not to get hurt easily." Angela said seriously.

"Don't just think that his ability can only be repaid." Ogg warned Erwin after recovering from his injury: "Of course the most important thing is that this guy has no scruples and will use any means."

"Okay, thank you for reminding me." Erwin nodded.

"I heard that Hogwarts is the best magic school in Europe and even the world." Carlius in the duel venue said in a very provocative tone: "Then the students of Hogwarts should also be

The best students..."

Fraternity members in the stands booed in unison.

This was already tied to the school's honor. Erwin could only sigh and walked into the duel venue seemingly helplessly.

"Very good," Carlius nodded slightly. He was taller than Erwin, but he looked like he was looking at a goblin. "You should know that we are having a duel here to determine who will serve as the project assistant?"

"Know."

"What do you think?"

"I don't think you can do it."

Erwin's voice was not loud, but through some simple magic means, most people in the audience could hear it.

No one made a sound for a while.

It seemed that this was the first time that Carlius saw someone who said the most arrogant words with the calmest expression, so he was stunned at first.

"You should know that no one else is my opponent."

"Is a victory achieved by taking advantage of asymmetric information and using a highly restrictive method like a duel really worthy of bragging and boasting?" Erwin's expression remained calm.

Carlius felt a lava-like feeling stir inside his heart, and violent emotions immediately surfaced.

How dare he talk to me like that!

But on the surface, he still maintains the city government. This is the second point he learned from his father, which is not to show his emotions easily.

"You say I can't do it, does that mean you think you can?" He asked slowly, word for word.

"Should be better than you." Erwin said, using the same tone that he didn't deserve a beating.

There were boos in the stands, but Erwin turned a deaf ear.

Carlius sneered: "Then prove it." He turned around and walked to the other end of the field, "Since you think the duel has too many restrictions, then you can use your most powerful magic at will, and

I'll let you attack first."

Erwin didn't waste any time, he raised his hand and used his wand to shoot out a red light.

The most basic disarming spell.

Carlius was ready to return the favor, but the red light passed by him. His accuracy was pretty bad, but it missed the target directly, and he couldn't hit it at all.

His expression immediately became a little wonderful.

Uncontrollable laughter erupted from the stands.

Erwin was not afraid of ridicule, and fired another disarming curse red light. This time, the deflection was even more outrageous, and it flew over Carlius's head.

The sneers in the stands became even louder, including voices such as "blind contestant" and "tracing master".

The third red beam did hit, but it didn't hit Carlius, but the referee.

The adult wizard, who was about thirty years old, was quite dumbfounded. He was not affected by such a basic disarming spell. Since he was the referee, he had already taken defensive measures in advance.

Carlius also laughed. He suddenly felt that the anger he had just generated was meaningless. He simply put down his wand and stood still. "Come on!" He even said in an encouraging tone.

This is an attitude that completely ignores the other party. It is obviously too trusting. Carlius believes that the other party cannot act in such a situation. This is his true execution level.

"I know that you, Erwin Frost, are the youngest among the exchange students. You should be proficient in magic words, so you can be considered an alchemist, but to be honest, your aiming ability is too poor..."

Listening to his tone just now, I thought he was so powerful. It turns out that although he is not short, he is still a child. He has only practiced magic for a long time, so he can only talk big words. Carlius felt sorry for him in his heart.

Erwin was filled with contempt.

"We are in a duel!" Erwin reminded him with a serious face.

"Yes, yes, but if you try to point the tip of the wand at me and don't shake it when you cast the spell, then our duel may be more intense." Carlius said.

There was another roar of laughter in the stands.

During the duel, the opponent also taught you how to use magic. Erwin looked like a clown and brought endless joy to everyone.

"I know." Erwin acted like an impatient child.

But his shooting percentage is still very impressive.

"Come closer, come closer and you'll hit me!" Someone shouted to give Erwin advice. This was just for fun.

Erwin took two steps forward, and the disarming spell he fired was indeed less deflected, but it still couldn't be said to be a hit.

Carlius sighed.

"Take two more steps!" Some people still shouted.

Erwin continued to move forward, with a faint red color on his face, which was an obvious sign of a little boy's self-esteem being hurt.

At this time, he was very close to Carlius, but the latter was not alert at all.

The curse of recklessness can arouse strong anger and hatred and make the target lower its vigilance and lose the ability to think, but more advanced techniques can directly achieve the latter effect regardless of the prerequisites.

Erwin's mastery of curses does not reach this level, but he has enough magic power. Although Riddle is proficient in curses, as a remnant soul, he does not have the corresponding magic power.

The two of them cooperated and used a more secretive and efficient curse.

The distance was already very close, "Expelliarmus!" Erwin shouted angrily, just like a typical magic beginner who thought that the volume of the spell was equal to the power of the spell.

His wand shot out three or four red lights in succession, which was originally very noticeable, but everyone's attention was still focused on the smashed aiming tip.

Under Erwin's deliberate manipulation, these beams were close to performing Brownian motion, but at such a close distance, they still hit one shot, which of course immediately triggered Carlius' return.

The disarming spell that was reflected and at least doubled in strength stimulated a ripple of light curtain on Erwin. The armor spell is a spell that all wizards love to use in duels. It is simple and effective. The disadvantage is that the defense efficiency is not very high. , which is basically to resist one or two spells of the same level, but this is the only defense method for most wizards, so you still have to use it.

"Hit!" There was a burst of cheers from the audience.

They have taken this as amusement, after all, anyone can feel a sense of superiority from a wizard who can't aim accurately at such a distance.

Carlius sighed, "Is that all there is to it?"

His expression was somewhat pitiful, as if he was looking down at some kind of inferior creature.

Erwin seemed to be stimulated. He suddenly threw his wand and rushed towards Carlius!

The distance was too close, and Erwin also used the kinetic energy-granting ability to act on himself. The acceleration that his current physical fitness can withstand is not low.

Carlius was not panicked at all. Although he was a little surprised by Erwin's sudden burst of speed, this fool had thrown away his wand, so what threat could there be?

After all, he is just a bratty kid.

Carlius used a shock spell, preparing to bounce the opponent away like mosquitoes.

But Erwin's body lit up with ripples of light again.

What's going on? Hasn't his armor spell been triggered?

But Carlius had no time to react otherwise, because Erwin was already close at hand, aiming at his nose.

Uppercut!

Carlius felt as if the world was spinning and the bridge of his nose was about to break, and then he fell into shock.

Physical stun spells do much more damage.