Hogwarts Begins in 1938

Chapter 17 The Wizard Dueling Club Part [-]

Melles looked at the young faces full of fighting spirit and eager to fight, nodded in satisfaction, and shouted loudly: "Come on, your opponent today is me, come and defeat me! The second graders go first. "

Many second-grade students who were shouting happily just now suddenly lost their temper. You look at me and I look at you. None of them dared to be the first to go up. After only one school year, they have only mastered a few things. A simple spell, and the opponent is a professor, obviously this will be a one-sided slap, so the blood that was boiling just now suddenly cooled down again.

"Why? Are there no second-year students here? Or am I blind? These guys who appeared in my second-year class this year were pretended by someone else? Are you cowards? I am your professor, and I am not It will kill you, so I’m afraid, why do you still join the club? Do you think it’s just playing games? If no one comes up again, I will cancel all the rights of all your second graders to join the club!”

After Melles roared with sarcasm and threats, finally there was a second-year boy, holding a magic wand, stepping onto the ring step by step.Seeing his trembling appearance, Haiwen estimated that he might not even be able to recite the magic spell later. I'm afraid Professor Mellors would have to teach him something first, and then he could start after he calmed down.

"Except your weapons!"

The boy had just stepped onto the ring, and before he could catch his breath, Meles had already chanted the spell aloud, and at some point he held the magic wand in his hand, and a dazzling red light shot straight at that boy. The boy, with a bewildered expression on his face, knocked him out, and the wand in his hand came out and was caught by Melles.

Melles took a few steps forward, and threw the wand to the boy who was being lifted up by the people around him. Seeing that the faces of those people were somewhat displeased, he condescendingly scanned the audience, and said in a deep voice: "The real battle is when you step into the ring." It starts in a moment, so stay vigilant at all times!"

After everyone looked pensive, they changed their voice and said to the shy boy, "You are the first to come on stage, for your courage, I will give Gryffindor two points!"

The sudden extra points made the Gryffindors cheer. After all, what they have always flaunted is courage. The boy who was a little depressed at first blushed and became excited again after being rubbed by the senior seniors.

Gryffindor's cheers annoyed Slytherin, a second-year little snake picked up his wand and stepped onto the ring without saying a word.The moment he climbed up, while Melles was facing the crowd below, a disarming spell shot straight away.

The sudden appearance of the red light startled everyone and caused a lot of exclamations. Of course, Mel Les was not easily dealt with.

His disarming spell knocked away the little snake who dared to sneak attack again, and the disarming spell of the little snake only caused ripples all over his body, which was useless.

Meles stared at the little snake that got up, and handed back the wand, with a mocking expression on his face: "You still want to sneak attack me? Practice for another ten years, kid! Don't forget to give yourself the next time you sneak attack someone else!" Add a protective spell first!"

Before the little snakes were completely angry, he added another sentence.

"But that's what fighting is for, within the rules, use everything, for your little trick, give Slytherin two points!"

Saying this made the faces of the little snakes look a lot better, and they all laughed reservedly.

Seeing the example of these two, the sophomores took the stage one by one to receive their prizes. The prizes were without exception a disarming spell. So far no one has been able to survive this spell.

After all the second graders have gone up, the third graders will start to take the stage.They mastered a lot more spells than the second graders, petrification spells, leg lock spells, etc., which were much more exciting than the monotonous disarming spells of the second graders.

However, in the end, no one could survive Meles' simple disarming spell.While dealing with the little wizard who came on stage, Meles made pungent comments.

"The disarming spell is very proficient, and the speed of reciting the spell is very fast, but not as fast as me!"

"Petrochemical Curse, a curse that confines the enemy's body. It's a good idea, but you have to hit people. Where are you pointing?"

……

Due to the great disparity in strength, each of them was knocked away within a short while on stage, so it was soon the fifth grade. Derek tidied up his clothes and walked onto the ring calmly.

"Armor protection!" He shouted loudly as soon as he went up, this protective spell was timely, blocking a flying red light for him, and then he boldly attacked with confidence.

"There are many obstacles, you faint, and everything is petrified..." One after another, spells of different colors shot towards Meles, who walked briskly, swung his wand lightly, or dodged or scattered or used a protective spell Blocked hard, and waited until Derek stopped the spell and started to breathe before sending him down with a disarming spell.

"The magic spell is well mastered, but there are some problems with the connection of the spells. The battle is not just chanting the spells in one brain. The battle must be rhythmic!"

Although Melles still didn't say anything good, Derek didn't show any dissatisfaction on his face, instead he was a little proud. At least he drove the professor into a mess before, didn't he, it's an honor to lose.The little snakes around him were also very cooperative and offered subtle flattery, which made him smile even more.

Seeing his complacent look, Hai Wen felt disdainful, and those who didn't know thought he had won the professor.However, Haiwen didn't show it, and provoked him rashly.After watching the competitions, he has a little understanding of the strength gap between the students of different grades. At this time, he can't even use a spell. He is much weaker than Derek, so he should avoid it.

Ignoring Derek and his group who were bragging, Haiwen turned his head to look at the stage, and continued to admire.

Ever since the fifth grader came on stage, Meles couldn't simply end the battle, and often had to fight for a while. When the sixth grader appeared, he could no longer just use the disarm spell to knock his opponent into the air, and began to mix some other spells.Although the strength of the senior students has become stronger, his pungent evaluation has not changed, even more unkind than when the lower grades played.

"Hey, are you casting a spell silently? I can hear it from so far away, are you sure you didn't call it out?"

"Where's the amulet? Where did your amulet go? The students in the lower grades are doing better than you! At least they know to protect themselves first. Are you so confident?"

"Attack! Attack! Attack! Don't hide in your shell like a turtle, you have to attack to win!"

No matter how many people there are, there will always be a time when no one is on the stage, and everyone will find that except for the little wizard who just entered the first grade, everyone has already gone up once.

Seeing that no one was coming, Melles looked at the time and felt that it was almost time, so she put the wand back into the holster around her waist, looked at everyone and said loudly: "That's it for today, this time I want you to see the time when you are an adult." How wizards fight, I don’t expect you to make much progress once or twice, but I hope you can know the gap and train hard in normal times to narrow this gap. Okay, let’s go, I’m going to talk about it before dinner Restore the restaurant to its original state, otherwise you may have to wait a while hungry, next Saturday, at the same time and same place, then I will divide you into groups and train you well."

(End of this chapter)