The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Higgs correctly dealt with the first batch of scurrying crows.

"A salvo of ten thousand bullets!"

But Scott didn't pause anymore at this time, and the second batch of crows flying like arrows had already arrived in front of him again.

Higgs didn't seem to be able to use the Iron Armor Curse, so he could only run away in confusion.

Scott waved his wand again.

"Get big fast."

The moment Higgs passed by the crows, the crow closest to him suddenly grew in size and collided directly with him.

Higgs was knocked directly onto the lawn.

"Everything is petrified."

Scott's petrification spell came soon after.

Higgs' body suddenly stiffened, with only his eyes still moving.

"Wait a minute, I'll break the curse for you right now."

Scott stepped forward.

He waved his wand, and all the summoned crows rose into the sky and flew away.

Scott walked up to Higgs.

"The curse stops immediately!"

A golden light rushed from the tip of Scott's wand into Higgs' body.

His body, as stiff as stone, quickly recovered.

Scott reached out his hand and pulled him up.

"Thank you, Trollope." Higgs thanked him sincerely.

Scott shook his head, "No, it's easy."

Higgs quickly added: "No, I mean..."

"You're welcome," Scott said with a smile, shaking his head again.

He knew what Higgs meant.

Higgs wanted to thank Scott for giving him a chance to perform in the duel.

After all, his performance in breaking the Iron Armor Curse at the beginning can already illustrate his level.

But Scott didn't think it was a big deal.

Again, it's rare to meet a polite Slytherin.

Although the two sides are not friends, at least they are not enemies.

When Higgs faced a Muggle-born wizard like Scott, his attitude was at least sincere.

Unlike those students who were brainwashed by pure bloodism, even if they temporarily shut up due to Scott's strength, the inexplicable sense of superiority in their bones could not be hidden.

Scott is still willing to be friends with Slytherin students like Higgs, maybe they will be useful when?

Since the two parties were not familiar with each other, Scott didn't say much to Higgs.

He just waved his hand and walked out of the stadium.

When they came to the edge of the court, Milton was already standing there. Scott walked to him and turned to look into the court.

At this time, the battle for some students has ended, but the winner has not yet been determined for some.

"How was it?" Scott asked Milton, "Did you win?"

Milton nodded, his eyes shining, "We won, Jordan is not very familiar with fighting."

Scott asked, "He didn't join the previous duel club?"

Milton shook his head, "I rarely see him."

Scott glanced at Li Jordan and George standing on the other side.

"Are you okay, Keira?" He asked Keira, who was sitting directly on the grass, looking a little embarrassed.

Kayla said frustratedly: "I'm fine, I just lost too quickly. I will definitely get a low score in this exam."

"Don't worry, this is just one test component of one subject, and it doesn't contribute much to the total score."

Scott comforted her, and then looked at the battle between Roger and Fred on the court.

Judging from past performances, Roger and Fred are equally powerful, and the two may be in a stalemate for a while.

The two of them also have different fighting styles.

Roger specializes in magic spells, while Fred is more versatile and can also use some transformation spells.

The two play different roles in Quidditch, which gives them different strengths.

As a chaser, Roger was more accurate in casting spells.

As a batsman, Fred has a more accurate grasp of timing.

Of course, they also have the same advantages.

Both of them have sufficient physical strength and quick reactions.

At this time, although the two of them were constantly casting spells to attack each other, their spells hit the open space.

Suddenly, Fred took off his robe, threw it to the ground, and turned it into a wild boar.

This action triggered laughter from the onlookers in the stands and up and down the stadium.

Because the wild boar was really small, not even as high as Fred's knees.

There is nothing that can be done about it. If the level of transfiguration cannot reach a certain level, it will be difficult for wizards to turn small items into large animals.

Scott can't do this.

Although he could exchange his shoes for a boat, that's because the boat is a dead thing.

Nowadays, it is rare for Fred to be able to turn a thin robe into a wild boar that is almost calf-high.

And Fred is obviously not the kind of guy who does useless work.

After the mini wild boar appeared, it really caused Roger a lot of trouble.

Unlike Scott's fighting habits, Fred did not precisely control the wild boar.

The mini wild boar would only rush back and forth in a straight line on the field, and he only needed to be distracted and controlled when turning around.

Although such an action is easy to avoid, it will inevitably distract Roger.

He tried to use magic spells to destroy the wild boar, but because the wild boar was small and fast, he failed to hit it several times.

Although the wild boar will slow down when it turns around, Fred will also focus on defense at this time.

Therefore, under the interference of the wild boar's collision, Fred fought more easily.

Milton said worriedly, "If Roger still can't hit the wild boar, he will lose to Fred."

Scott smiled, "It's not that easy. Don't forget what Roger's best spell is."

"Oh..." Milton's eyes lit up, "I hope Roger can remember it himself."

In fact, Roger certainly knows his advantages. Although he is a little busy at this time, he is holding back.

Seeing that the mini wild boar rushed straight from behind him, Fred's wand in front of him also flew out of red light.

Roger hurriedly moved his feet, letting the wild boar and the red light pass by him.

At the same time, his wand pointed to the ground.

"Glisseo!"

In an instant, the grass in front of the mini wild boar intertwined to form an extremely smooth straight road.

Yes, for some reason, Roger's best spell is this.

He can use this spell to make the grass slippery, which Scott can't do.

The wild boar that was rushing around suddenly slipped and rolled to the side.

Roger took the opportunity to cast a Stunning Spell at Fred, and petrified the boar as Fred dodged.

Fred's helpers left the scene, and Roger smiled.

Scott heard him say loudly: "Fred! You should be glad that I didn't use the Crushing Spell, otherwise your robe would become rags!"

"Fall to the ground!"

Fred rarely did not argue, and directly used a spell to hit him back.

Roger dodged with a smile, and the two began to use spells to hit the air again.

Milton said: "If this goes on, the two of them may have to exhaust their physical strength before they can decide the winner."