Hogwarts’s Affectionate and Righteous Slytherin

"I heard that this year's duel competition has made some changes, and I don't know what it is." Anthony said, "Rigi, what do you think they will change?"

"Change the opponent allocation rules?" Regis said.

Over the years, the Inter-School Wizarding Duel Contest has only been divided into the senior group and the junior group. The junior group is comparable to a big fight, and the contestants below the third grade are often cannon fodder.

"It shouldn't be that simple," Snape thought. The three of them were in the Room of Requirement. Since the potion had been used up, Snape was preparing the next batch of potion.

"Someone noticed that they seemed to have arranged something in the Forbidden Forest. When the group of idiots in Gryffindor tried to break into the Forbidden Forest, they bumped into someone."

Snape glanced at the potion and stirred it with his wand, showing a hint of satisfaction.

It's just that due to the shortage of materials, the amount of talent potion brewed this time is not much, and Regis and Anthony each took half of it and collected it.

Anthony licked his lips: "I hope they can surprise me."

"Maybe, I have a feeling that this game will give us a big surprise."

Regis pointed the wand in his hand at the puppet, and the stone statue was pierced by his spell.

Then the two began to practice mechanically and repeatedly. This process is quite boring, but Regis has long been accustomed to and even enjoys it.

He is the most talented student after that person in the eyes of professors, and a genius in the eyes of classmates.

But what is genius?

Another spell was thrown.

Genius is one percent talent, plus ninety-nine percent sweat.

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Quidditch pitch, in the backstage tent.

When Reggie and Anthony went in, the two representatives of Ilvermorny had just finished their interview. The two blond girls didn't look very happy, because the reporter who was interviewing seemed to have some kind of prejudice against American wizards. The questions were more about personal life.

This also made the two Ilvermorny students who were originally ready to express themselves, from the enthusiastic smile at the beginning to the expressionless face later.

Almost as soon as Reggie and Anthony appeared, the two Ilvermorny students rushed out the door impatiently.

The interview time between the two was not long. Fortunately, they were not made difficult by the reporter of the Daily Prophet. They looked like students in the lower grades, and they knew that they had little hope of winning the championship. The reporter just asked some non-painful questions. Just let the two leave.

The interviewees who can really cheer up reporters are at least the students in the senior group.

After the next interviewee came in, Reggie and Anthony were also placed in the tent waiting area next to them, and there were already a lot of people sitting there.

As soon as he entered, Regis had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions. He found that Hogwarts' fifth-year representative, a Ravenclaw student, one of them looked haggard.

Her partner was still aggrieved.

It turns out that the reporter of the Daily Prophet is not only geographically discriminatory, but also seems to be a bloodist. After learning that the representative of Ravenclaw is a hemp wizard, he raised several tricky and malicious angles. question.

Many people were outraged, but the representatives of Slytherin and Durmstrang did not respond to this.

They were almost never harassed by reporters.

Regis found that Voldemort seemed to understand the Muggle very well. Whether it is now or twenty years from now, he will hold the Daily Prophet in his hands for the first time.

"I don't know if the Order of the Phoenix didn't think of this, or doesn't care." Ridge thought thoughtfully.

He sat leisurely in the tent, checked his wand and potion, and even strengthened the magic pattern on the wizard's robe.

During and over the tedious and lengthy interview, Maya Lawrence appeared in the tent,

She is the head of the Law Enforcement Department who is now fighting a **** path in the increasingly pure-blooded Ministry of Magic, a half-blood witch.

Since the "Squib Bill of Rights" advocated for implementation at the beginning of the month was rejected by Wizengamore, the mixed-race chief has been silent, and this time he came to Hogwarts to serve as the match referee.

Looking at the room full of people, Maya Lawrence pursed her lips and smiled: "Children, please listen carefully to what I say next, because I don't want people to ask questions after I finish speaking."

This was also Maya Lawrence's only friendly smile, and there was no smile on her face until she left.

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As time passed, the contestants became more and more silent, forming a strong contrast to the lively cheers outside.

Everyone's wands have been checked in advance to confirm that there is no problem with the wands of each participating wizard.

Regis boredly looked at the clock on the other end of the tent. When the hands just formed a straight line, the game outside was over.

A sharp whistle came from outside the tent.

A few wizards were shaking nervously. These people are among the best in their grade. Just participating in such a major event, many people still can't be as calm as they were when they participated in the qualifying competition, and the girls' faces began to look like they were. It became pale, and most of the boys were gloomy.

"Next, let's welcome the players from the third year group! From Hogwarts - Regis Duke, Anthony Dolohov!" The voice of the commentary sounded, followed by a deafening sound in the stands Cheers ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Regis! Anthony! come on! "

"Rigi, buddy! Hey, you stepped on me, see! That's my friend!"

"Slytherin will win!"

"Glory to Slytherin!"

At this moment, all the Hogwarts students were cheering for the two of them.

The commentator seemed to feel that the heat was almost over, and continued to introduce: "Their opponents are from Booth Barton - Naomi Berry, Serena Patrick!"

It's just that at the home of Hogwarts, many people still cheered for Reggie and Anthony loudly, so the cheers from Booth Barton girls instantly drowned in the crowd.

A grandstand has been transformed into the center of the Quidditch pitch at Noah University, which will be used for duels between all participating players.

Unlike in previous years, where the lower grades played against the lower grades, the upper grades played against the upper grades.

According to this year's competition rules, the first round of duels will be held by grade, and each grade will retain two teams.

That is twenty-eight into fourteen.

The current competition is the third grade group, which will be pushed back from the lower grades to the upper grades.

Such a change has improved the sense of participation of the lower grade students, at least it will not make them rank as the upper grade students at the beginning and directly qualify as in previous years.

Hearing the cheers from all directions, Rigi thought, "Why does it feel like a Roman arena, I'm like a monkey being played."

"However, this feeling doesn't seem to be bad." He felt that his blood was surging slightly, and the palm of his hand holding the wand was slightly sweaty: "I really want to shoot something."

"Game start!"

With a ball of light from Maya Lawrence's wand, the duel of the third grade team officially began!