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Harry and Ron, who were sitting next to her, also fell into deep thought after listening to the conversation between the two, but they were thinking about different things than Hermione.

"I don't want to go up..."

"My legs are weak now..."

Harry's expression did not change, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.But Ron, who was sitting next to him, had tiny beads of sweat on his forehead. It was obvious that he had been frightened by the crazy little wizards under the ring.

The silence of several people did not improve the atmosphere in the duel arena. The negative emotions surrounding the arena became more and more intense, and the performance of the third batch, fourth batch, and so on of the duelists became worse and worse.

Occasionally, for a few seconds, the duelists were not affected by these emotions and quickly defeated their opponents, but their performance was not the same as before, and they were applauded by the little wizards below the ring.

Under this general trend, they disappeared instantly like a drop of water falling into the rough waves.

"It's really funny. Are all students today so weak? The spell duel is just like playing house."

"Yeah, just now a student couldn't even chant the levitating spell. It really made me laugh to death."

"I heard that this dueling ground was built by a new professor. It's just superficial. What else can it be used for? Is it an amusement park?"

"The professor who built this amusement park can't even hold a magic wand."

"This kind of professor should be sent home as soon as possible!"

"Ha ha!"

While Hermione and the others were silently cheering for the duelists standing in the ring, some discordant sounds reached their ears.

The three of them looked angrily for the sound and found several young Aurors with their arms resting on the wooden fence of the stands, looking with disdain at the ugly behavior of the group of young wizards below.

"Please apologize! Professor Graves, this dueling club was established to improve our dueling skills! I will not allow you to slander him!"

Just when Harry and Ron were about to stand up and reprimand these Aurors, Neville, who was sitting five meters away from them, stood up, pointed at the Aurors in front of him, and shouted loudly, holding his pet toad in his arms. scolded.

Because he heard several people in front of him slandering Professor Graves, Neville's face was already red with anger.

Since Rick arrived at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, every little wizard has grown up much earlier than in Aunt Rowling's original novel.

As for the people who have changed the most, apart from Harry, Hermione, and Ron in the protagonist group, Neville among the Gryffindor students has made the most progress. Not only has he reduced his use of memory balls, he has even I don't want to be bullied by Malfoy like that.

He even shouted "I don't!" under Malfoy's intimidation.

Neville will never forget that after being bullied by Malfoy, when he was crying alone in an empty classroom, it was Professor Graves who found him, comforted him and enlightened him.

In his mind, apart from his family.Professor Graves was the person closest to him.

He would not allow anyone to slander Professor Graves!

Facing the Auror who was many years older than him, he chose to stand up.

For the sake of his Professor Graves, he forgot his fear!

"It turns out he's the fat loser from Gryffindor. He doesn't want to go back to his mother crying. Just get out of here!"

A long-haired Auror who was born in Slytherin seemed to be the leader of these Aurors.He looked at the little lion showing its milk teeth to them, with white eyes and a look of disdain, threatening Neville who was standing in front of him.

"Ha ha!"

Looking at the "stupid" appearance of Neville who appeared in front of them.The other Aurors also laughed loudly.

They have been stationed around the school for the past few months, and their busy patrol duties have prevented them from entering the school to relive campus life.I only know that there is a new dueling club in the school, but I have only heard about it and never had the opportunity to visit it.

This time they had the opportunity to enter this magnificent dueling arena because of three days of heavy snow. Their captain, Mr. Thicknesse, the deputy director of the Auror Office, gave them a day off.

"Don't pretend you didn't hear what I said. You people don't know anything. You said such outrageous things. You must apologize!"

"Get out! Don't come in front of us and be an eyesore. Be careful, I'll beat you up!"

Seeing that this little Gryffindor guy dared to cause trouble for himself.The leader, the long-haired Auror, threatened Neville with ferocious eyes.

He became a little angry when he saw that the little fat man in front of him didn't have any fear expression.He raised his right hand and wanted to slap Neville.

Harry and others saw that Neville was about to be slapped by the long-haired Auror and ran over quickly, trying to stop the Auror from bullying their classmates.

But they were a step too late, the long-haired Auror's palm had already been waved out.

"Neville, get out of the way!"

Before he could stop him, Harry shouted loudly, trying to get Neville to react quickly and avoid the slap.

"No! Professor! Look!"

In a panic, Hermione grabbed Rick's arm, trying to get him to stop the long-haired Auror from hurting Neville.

Rick on the side had actually noticed the behavior of these Aurors, but he thought that these Aurors were just talking and did not dare to take action.He began to plan how to make these Aurors who spoke ill of him suffer.

He, Rick Graves, is a narrow-minded person, and anyone who speaks ill of him will be punished accordingly.

But just when he was planning how to get these Aurors into the game, this accident happened.

He really didn't expect that this long-haired Auror would be so bold as to bully a student.

Hearing Hermione's plea for help, he raised his fingers and prepared to let the long-haired Auror's palm hit him in the face, but he didn't stop just as he was about to recite the curse.

"This is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You dare to attack a student here. Aren't you afraid that we will tell the professors?"

The long-haired Auror looked at him with a ferocious smile as his palm was about to touch the disgusting cheek of this ignorant little fat man, when a strong and powerful hand locked his wrist tightly.

It made it impossible for his hand to move any further.

He looked angrily at the person who stopped him, his pupils became enlarged and his expression was a little surprised.

"It's you!"

"It's me! Senior Charles. No, despicable Auror."

Neville was frightened by the sudden change. His body softened and fell backwards. At this time, the strong hands behind his back supported him. He looked back and saw that Harry and Ron had come behind him.

The two of them used their hands to firmly support Neville and prevent him from falling.

Neville thanked him in a low voice and turned to look ahead. A tall senior grabbed the hand of the long-haired Auror who wanted to slap him.

The hint of yellow in the wizard's academic robe told Neville that he was a Hufflepuff senior.