Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

"Disarm you!"

"Disarm you!"

"Bang!"

The bang was not the sound of two spells colliding, but Pansy was directly knocked out.

A second ago, after Pansy heard the start, she raised her head and fired spells that hit the bottom of the ring, and she was not accurate at all.

Parvati, who was extremely serious, might have been irritated, or something else, and the power of the disarming spell was so strong that Pansy was directly knocked out with her wand.

The scene was shocked, this was a KO.

Then the little lions cheered immediately.

"Parvati, Parvati!"

…….

Parvati herself was also slightly stunned. According to Shor's previous spell standards, her disarming spell was at most level 2.5, but just now.

However, the girl was cheerful and didn't think much about it. After winning, she waved enthusiastically to the students in her college.

On the high platform, Shaw looked suspicious. He just felt the magic of alchemical props flashing on Parvati.

He murmured: "Amplify the power of the spell? Or?"

Thinking about alchemy, such as the scrapped brooch and his own cards, it is indeed very useful.

He was considering whether to go somewhere to get a great opportunity and train his alchemical talent from 0 points. 0 points of talent cannot be increased by talent points.

But the next moment, Shaw's face changed.

"Looking for death!"

He shouted angrily and quickly waved his hand to the audience.

A water shield quickly formed behind Parvati who was trotting off the stage.

"Bang."

An orange light happened to explode on the water, blowing a hole in the shield. A large amount of water splashed.

The one who cast the spell in anger was Pansy, whose face was twisted. After being knocked away, the lion-headed girl was in disbelief for a moment, and then she picked up the wand on the ground and attacked Parvati with her back.

And she used the Crushing Curse, which was forbidden in this duel.

Crazy Pansy was about to laugh out loud. The bitch on the opposite side actually dared to make her so embarrassed, and now she couldn't kill her.

But after seeing the water shield blocking her spell, she suddenly woke up and looked at the platform with horror.

Shor looked gloomy and pointed his wand at her.

The water prison spell was activated, and a blue triangular iron prison directly locked Pansy. The effect of the lightning strike was coming in an instant, and Pansy was scared to the point of weakness.

She had been electrocuted once and knew what a terrifying nightmare it was, so the little girl almost peed herself.

But when everyone was stunned for a few seconds, Draco shouted subconsciously.

"Chief, don't!"

Shor's eyes narrowed, and his heart moved. He didn't continue to punish Pansy with lightning strikes, who was almost scared to death.

With a wave of the wand, the triangular water prison moved Pansy away to the front of the Slytherin crowd.

Shaw said coldly to Draco.

"Take care of her."

Then, regardless of Draco's complicated expression, he took out three exquisite and gorgeous playing cards from the ring and flicked the cards above the ring.

After the three playing cards were shot above the ring with tail flames, they began to rotate and float, giving people a sense of shock.

Shaw is not a decoration here, he is also responsible for the safety of both sides of the game.

Shaw said in a calm tone,

"In this round, Gryffindor wins. Pansy violated the rules and will be severely punished. I hope that no one will make the same mistake in the next game, otherwise!..."

Everyone looked at the playing cards spinning in the sky, and heard the sound of the electric current, and couldn't help shivering.

Alice glared at Pansy, who was in a state of disgrace as she was supported by Draco. She was simply embarrassing Slytherin.

After being protected by Shaw, Parvati looked at the little brother on the stage with a somewhat infatuated look in her eyes. She wanted to go over and thank him immediately, but she was finally pulled away by the little sisters.

The announcer rubbed his face and hurriedly continued to host.

Next, the second and third grade competitions were much more normal. Although the spell level was higher than that of the little wizards in previous years, it was still within the scope of understanding.

Basically, two little wizards were running around the field and shooting spells.

There were no armor spells, silent spells, etc. at every turn.

This made it less watchable.

Cedric, who was eating melons not far away, finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that they were not all perverts, and the little badger could continue to pose.

Cedric was in a good mood. He remembered that his companions had put a lot of pumpkin seeds in their hoods, so he reached out and took out a handful and started to eat.

In nine games, the Lions were better, leading 5-4.

Professor McGonagall was very pleased that the wizards' dueling skills had improved, and their ability to protect themselves had also improved.

Thinking about it, the big cat's divergent thinking had already begun to fantasize about winning this year's college cup.

Shaw was puzzled that the twins were not seeded in the third grade.Players, although these two guys are worrying, they are capable.

He looked from afar and saw these two guys who looked like they had suffered a stroke on their faces, discussing something furtively behind the crowd.

Shaw seemed to have a premonition of something, but he didn't care.

There is a saying, the higher the Tao is, the higher the devil is.

Well, I am the Tao.

Who will surprise whom at that time, it is still unknown.

He focused his eyes on the ring again. The fourth-year duelists already have their own battle system prototypes, and have learned some spells such as attack, defense, harassment, etc.

The petrification spell, obstacle spell, dancing spell, etc. can all be used in combination.

There are even three students who use the armor spell very well.

After a Slytherin boy lost again, the Lion and Snake Houses fell behind 7 to 5, and finally made the indifferent little snakes nervous.

The Lion House was naturally overjoyed and began to welcome the hero. Some people even discussed which little snake would wash their smelly socks for a month.

The palms of the other two duelists in the fifth grade of the Snake Academy, except Alice, were sweating a lot.

The boy who lost the game also broke down and cried after he stepped down. This boy was not afraid of having to wash the stinky socks of his nemesis after losing, and there was no little snake to mock him.

He just wanted to cry, which was similar to what Draco thought after losing the game before.

He was a firm supporter of Shaw, and even got personal advice from Shaw.

But losing the game under the gaze of his idol today made this extremely hard-working mixed-blood boy feel ashamed to death.

Alice looked at the decadence of the little snakes and couldn't help shaking her head. Her psychological quality was really fragile.

She looked up at Shaw, who was still calm on the podium, and knew that the other party had handed the victory or defeat of the Snake Academy to her.

After all, Shaw had another identity, the vice-headmaster of Gryffindor, and he had to maintain a fair attitude.

Alice took a deep breath, she had to cheer up these little snakes, she came to the boy, opened and closed her palms a few times, and resisted giving this soft bone a hard blow.

Finally, she bent down and patted the boy on the shoulder.

"Jessini, don't be a coward, the chief is watching you, stand up!"

Alice didn't care about Jessini's reaction, and walked onto the stage.

Without waiting for the announcer to announce the fifth-year contestants, Alice said domineeringly.

"I want to take on three, Gryffindor contestants, Percy, Wood, Miria, you all come on together."