Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Snowball Fight with Snowball Charms?

The winning side even gets a Christmas gift from the professor.

How interesting!

The little wizards' eyes lit up instantly, and they all raised their hands.

They were determined to play this game!

Sebastian once again used the same method from Muggle Studies class, mixing the students on the scene together and dividing them evenly into two groups.

After the two sides had moved about 20 meters apart, he announced the rules of the game to everyone.

"Once the battle begins, everyone can only use the Snowball Charm. Any other spell will be considered a foul and I will ask you to leave the field."

"Also, being knocked down by a snowball will be considered a loss, so be sure to dodge."

Looking at the little guys' eager eyes, Sebastian grinned and shouted loudly.

"The game begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little wizards shot the Snowball Charms they had prepared at each other.

For a time, the large snowballs collided with each other, raising bursts of snowflakes and obscuring the vision of both sides.

Of course, there were also some that slipped through the net, rolling directly into the opponent's camp, knocking down a group of little wizards like bowling balls.

Sebastian quickly transformed into a rescue team member, releasing spells to accurately send the little wizards buried in the snow flying out of the snowdrifts one by one.

"Professor, I was careless and didn't dodge!"

"Professor Swan, we dodged in different directions and bumped into each other. It's so unfair."

"Professor, I was too focused on the spell in my hand and was knocked down without even knowing what happened."

"Give us another chance! × N!"

"That won't do," Sebastian transformed into a cold-faced judge, "You can continue playing after the game is over. Now, watch the fierce battle on the field."

As he spoke, Sebastian waved his wand and a little wizard who was fighting flew over, struggling in the air.

"Professor Swan, you've made a mistake. I haven't fallen down yet! Quickly put me back."

"You clever little guy," Sebastian shook his head with a smile, "You used the Impediment Jinx while I was looking in another direction, a serious foul."

"So, you should just wait here obediently."

Harry felt that his luck wasn't very good, because he wasn't teamed up with Hermione and Ron, but became their enemy in this game.

Hermione's athletic talent was really not strong, and she was hit by a huge snowball in the first round of chaos and was eliminated from the field.

Harry took a moment to look over and found Hermione standing on the sidelines with a pout, as if she was extremely dissatisfied with her performance.

In the opposing team, only Ron was still shouting and attacking, looking like he wanted to avenge Hermione.

As time went on, fewer and fewer little wizards remained on the field.

Sebastian watched everything on the field with interest, and found that the people left on the field were not necessarily the most powerful with spells, but the most slippery and best at dodging.

Moreover, the most people left on the field were actually first-year little wizards, a full 3 people, while other grades had at most 2 people.

Sebastian couldn't explain why this was the case, but it was probably because the three first-year students who remained all had pretty good athletic talent.

After dodging a snowball, Harry panted slightly. He found that there were only 5 people left on his team, far behind the opponent's 8 people.

Now that the field was empty, although it was much easier to dodge, it became more difficult to eliminate opponents.

This won't do!

Harry dodged another large snowball, his mind racing to find a solution to the current situation.

He carefully observed the situation on the field and suddenly noticed a special blind spot.

This game was a team competition, but from the beginning to now, everyone had been fighting on their own, attacking their favorite targets at will.

Harry's eyes lit up, and he thought of a good way to turn the tables.

He looked at the teammates around him and found that most of them were older students he didn't know. The only one he knew was Malfoy from Slytherin.

This......

Although Harry didn't really like Malfoy, he wanted to win.

Thinking of this, Harry hesitated for a moment and then shouted loudly at Malfoy: "Malfoy, do you want to win?"

"Nonsense! Of course I want to win. What do you want to say, Potter!"

"Don't worry about so much. If you want to win, cooperate with me, Malfoy."

"Who would cooperate with you!" Malfoy shouted, "Don't be sentimental!"

However, although Malfoy shouted fiercely, his eyes still honestly paid a little attention to Harry.

Suddenly, he saw Harry making a Quidditch gesture. Seeing this, Malfoy instantly understood.

Attack the middlemost target!

Understanding this, Malfoy decisively cooperated with Harry, releasing Snowball Charms at the target almost simultaneously.

Two snowballs, one on the left and one on the right, blocked the opponent's dodging route.

The sixth-year student who was targeted didn't react for a moment and was hit by a snowball on the spot, joining the "fallen" army.

This greatly exceeded the expectations of both sides. Harry's teammates' eyes lit up, and they shouted at Harry one after another.

"Potter, you choose the target, and we'll attack together!"

The opposing players were not to be outdone and quickly organized a counterattack.

"Attack Harry! He's giving orders. Take him down first." At this time, Ron couldn't care too much. He only knew that it was very unwise to leave Harry on the field.

However, Harry's athletic cells were not just for show. With his excellent dodging ability, he managed to dodge two waves of attacks.

During this period, Harry's team once again took down two opponents, bringing the score to 5 to 5.

The remaining teammates on the other side were also anxious and turned their wands one after another, shifting their targets to other people.

After a fierce struggle, the number of people on both sides quickly shrank until there were only 3 people left.

The onlookers were surprised to find that the 3 little wizards left on the field at the end were all first-year students.

Harry panted heavily, very satisfied with the situation on the field. His side had him and Malfoy left.

And the other side only had Ron left as a lone commander.

Ron was a little flustered at this time. He felt that he was about to be buried by snowballs, so he came up with a plan and used reverse psychology.

"Dare to fight one-on-one, Malfoy! Let's have a duel!"

"What nonsense are you talking about," Malfoy sneered, "Two people releasing Snowball Charms at the same time can't break the move at all."

"Besides, this is a team battle!"

"Just obediently die, Weasley!"

After speaking, Malfoy waved his wand, and a snowball instantly formed, rolling towards Ron at high speed.

Harry hesitated for a moment. The person on the other side was his good friend. He really couldn't bear to besiege Ron with Malfoy.

However, he remembered that when he broke the deadlock just now, Ron was the first to focus fire on him.

Harry's heart turned cold, and he silently said to himself.

"Sorry Ron, this is 'war'!"

Then, Harry carefully observed Ron's dodging direction, stretched out his wand, and blocked Ron's dodging space.

In an instant, a snowball shot out, growing bigger and bigger as it rolled, rapidly rolling towards Ron.

"Harry! You old six, you actually really besieged me with Malfoy......"

Before he could finish speaking, Ron was knocked down by the snowball and buried in the thick snow.

"Harry and Malfoy's cooperation was very wonderful. They are both the winning MVPs!"

Sebastian's voice rang out: "They will receive a special gift from me!"

Seeing that the victory or defeat had been decided, the winning teammates rushed up and threw Harry and Malfoy into the air, celebrating the hard-won victory wildly.

The defeated little wizards surrounded Sebastian, demanding another game one after another. They wanted to avenge their shame.

Looking at the aggressive little guys, Sebastian had no choice but to let the little guys continue fighting.

In this way, until the sky darkened, the little guys reluctantly returned to the castle.

As time passed day by day, the laughter in the school and the increasingly happy smiles of the little wizards all indicated one thing.

Christmas is coming......

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