This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Setting up a large arena outside a medieval castle was something only the eccentric Principal Dumbledore dared to do.

If it were the former headmaster Phineas Black, Vincent, a bad student who dared to bully his classmates many times, would have been outside the school picking up rags.

Draco held a high-end gold microphone in his hand, and his mouth looked like it was covered with honey.

"Principal Black may not be as powerful as Principal Dumbledore, but he will never tolerate such bad students staying on campus!"

As soon as Vincent and the others arrived at the arena, they saw him shouting so hard that veins popped out on his neck.

Her little face was still red.

How can we not give back for such hard-working publicity?

Li Xiao, who applied to be the commentator for this competition, ran to the stands.

Before the professors arrived, he took the microphone and gave a good output.

"Slytherin, always getting beaten.

Their college is full of stupid pigs.

Their appearance is not interesting.

they are despicable,

Always cheating.

They are shameless,

Often cheat.

They are insidious and always take advantage of loopholes.

They are stingy,

I won’t admit defeat…”

The speed of the words and the harmonization of the sentences made Draco confused.

"Let me do it." Higgs King got the microphone and opened his mouth with a complete set of references.

"Gryffindor, you don't follow the rules.

Their academy is full of trolls.

Their appearance is extremely low.

They are impulsive and violate school rules.

They are arrogant and do not know their own abilities.

They are short-sighted and waste their time.

They are bad, they are all scum..."

The atmosphere was very lively until the professors came on stage.

"The children are very energetic!" Dumbledore sat in the stands with a smile.

Lee and Higgs instantly lost their temper, and the entire arena fell into silence.

Both McGonagall and Snape looked ugly.

What about the friendly exchanges we promised?

"Huh?" Dumbledore saw a dozen flags from a distance.

The round owl silhouette slightly raised the corners of its mouth as if it reminded him of something from the past.

"Professor, it's time."

Hearing McGonagall’s quiet reminder,

Only then did he turn his attention away from a certain memory.

Li wisely handed over the microphone.

"Ahem—" Dumbledore cleared his throat,

He stood up under the eyes of all the teachers and students in the school.

"I hope the two clubs can put aside their differences.

Have a fair and nonjudgmental exchange. "

He paused and looked at the two people standing on each side of the ring.

Marcus' shirt was bulging out from the muscles underneath, as if it was about to burst.

Although Vincent is not to this extent, he is far more exaggerated than many young wizards.

“Weapons other than the body and wand cannot be used;

You cannot take any potions with amplifying effects;

You cannot cast any magic above a curse——"

Dumbledore drew out his elder wand and waved it far away toward the ring below.

The colors of the barriers on all sides gradually deepened, and finally turned into red, blue, yellow and green.

Their corresponding positions are exactly the auditoriums of the four colleges.

On the red and green sides, there is also a line of numbers that looks like a scoreboard.

“There is no time limit, every time a spell or body hits the opponent, it counts as 1 point;

There is no range limit, and the barrier will restrict any entry or exit until one party's score reaches 100, or it terminates on its own initiative;

There are no special rules and any method of winning can be used.

at last--"

He raised the elder wand from bottom to top, conjuring a large cloud of mist on the top of the ring.

They rolled and slowly reflected the real-time scene in the arena.

"We are all spectators. There is no referee."

Vincent looked at the mist that was like a holographic projection and couldn't help but admire the wonder of magic.

Although it is not omnipotent, magic can indeed break through the shackles of imagination and use various wonderful ways to realize what you want.

He vaguely began to understand why Dumbledore would go to such an extent.

When magic doesn't work, wizards resort to hand-to-hand combat, just like Muggles.

Elegant?

No!

Even old Malfoy, a pure-blooded leader, could only use "outdated" methods to fight his enemies even if he threw away his wand.

So between wizards and Muggles,

They shouldn't be as hostile to each other as they are now.

This pattern,

Basically the same as him.

"Wayne is shaking his head. Does he think his opponent is too weak?" Li entered the commentator's state.

"Flint is slicing his neck again. It seems he is well prepared."

Marcus underneath did not hide the sinister smile on his face.

"Please step onto the ring, both of you!"

Vincent did not flip up as arrogantly as the other person.

He held the edge with one hand and jumped on it very lightly.

"Merlin! Wayne's method of getting up there is full of skills!"

Li looked to the other side with disdain, "On the other hand, here in Flint, it's completely rough and easy to fall down."

Slytherin immediately booed.

Dumbledore's idea was very pure. He only needed to convince the young wizard that there was merit in implanting Muggles.

What he did was in Vincent's interests, so there was no reason to refuse.

"I'm counting to three—"

The two men were less than thirty feet apart.

Li stood up excitedly, waving his fist, "One!"

two!

three!

start! "

Marcus had already raised his wand almost as soon as he made the announcement.

"The floor collapsed—"

The spot where Vincent stepped on caused ripples, flowing like liquid.

"Silent and silent——"

If the combination of these two curses continues, the little wizard who doesn't know how to cast silent spells will probably have to stand still and get beaten.

"All curses will end——"

The alder wand removes directed silencing spells.

Vincent took advantage of the swamp before it was completely formed and quickly stepped behind him.

Marcus looked slightly surprised, but the next moment he threw out a few more pointed curses.

While the opponent was waving his wand to defend himself, he cast a fire spell very quickly.

It does not have the power of the Fire Spell, and its range is only barely able to reach Vincent.

"Flint is very smart and knows how to stop Wayne from getting closer!" Li Zaizheng cleared his throat as Vice Principal looked at him.

"Please see, although Wayne's All Curses have a small range, the effect on the flames is much better than the Clear Water Curse."

Vincent, who had eliminated the fire-making spell, did not launch an attack, but lightly hooked his finger at Marcus.

"Wayne!" Marcus screamed strangely, waving his wand to separate several small rough stone cones from his feet.

"Thousands of bullets fired——"

It's rough, but the tip is really sharp.

If this hits the face, it will definitely be disfigured.

However, Vincent did not move, but stared at them sharply.

"Da-da-da-"

As soon as the alder wand came into contact with the stone cones, they turned into blue fat men with various expressions.

The dolls scattered on the ring seemed to be mocking Marcus.

He squeezed the wand tightly and suddenly it glowed with various colors of light.

The different spells shot out one after another were all eliminated one by one by Vincent.

There were a lot of them, he only remembered the pronunciation of two or three spells.

There is no time frame or special regulations. You only need to be highly concentrated and you can have hundreds of opportunities.

Uchiha Vin Copy Wizard Senter showed Marcus an aggressive smile.

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