HP: The New God from Hogwarts

The dinner party came to an end as the rain stopped outside the castle.

The students left the auditorium one after another after dinner.

"Luna, help me invite Professor Scamander. My grandma admires the professor very much."

Hannah put one of the two remaining invitations into Taowu's hand. She was still a little shy when meeting her teacher.

"My grandma said that if her best friend were still here, she would definitely like someone like Professor Scamander."

Taowu always felt weird hearing this, but judging from Hannah's tone, her best friend had probably already left the country, so she couldn't argue with a dead person.

Hannah glanced at the long Ravenclaw table again, two cute little red clouds appeared on her round face, and quickly withdrew her gaze in embarrassment, and forcefully stuffed the last invitation in her hand. into Taowu's hands.

"Luna, you have a good relationship with Senior Bird from Ravenclaw!"

Looking into her friend's bright and expectant eyes, Momo knew what she was going to fart without even taking off her pants.

"Okay, I'll invite Sia for you. What's wrong with that look in your eyes? She seems to like her very much. Neville couldn't help but drink all the vinegar in the vinegar bucket at the door of the dormitory."

Speaking of Neville, Hannah nudged Taowu coquettishly, and the blush on her face became even redder: "Don't you know? Senior Bird is the champion of this year's wizard duel competition! She is my idol!"

A wizard duel competition?

Momogiri was thinking hard about the relevant information about this event. In the corner of her mind, she recalled seeing a championship medal belonging to Professor Flitwick in the medal display cabinet at Hogwarts.

It seems to be for this event.

"You don't know about this?" Hannah looked at her strangely, with an expression of disbelief on her face, "Almost the whole school knows about this!"

Hannah saw that the puzzled expression on Taowu's face didn't seem to be adulterated. She took out the squarely folded Daily Prophet from her pocket and unfolded it. The most eye-catching place in the center was the magic sign of Siklia kissing the medal. photo.

The caption in black and bold at the top of the photo reads:

The birth of the youngest duel champion in the magical world is a game of power or a battle of capital competition.

This cathartic headline is clearly written by Skeeter.

"Obviously, senior sister won the game with her own ability, but this disgusting guy said she was the designated champion!" Hannah complained angrily.

Momo looked at the date. When Sikelia participated in the competition, it was the day when she rescued Regulus and went to find Yuelonghua. No wonder she didn't know about this.

However, it is reasonable for Siklia's character to want to fight with everyone she meets to participate in such a dangerous competition.

For a crazy woman like her who starts with a fire god, adds a fire shield to protect her body, and uses her ultimate move as a flat a, winning this kind of game is as easy as a college student playing backgammon.

"Okay, I'm going to find your idol sister!"

Momomo took out the paper from Hannah's hand that Skeeter had spent a lot of time slandering Sikelia, stepped on Dumbledore's newspaper holding Fudge, and trotted towards Sikelea who had already walked out of the auditorium door.

"Congratulations to senior sister for winning the duel competition!"

Momo caught up with Siklia, teasingly patting the newspaper in her hand on Siklia's shoulder.

"Stop talking, I'm going to be blamed by Skeeter. She said that my winning the championship was all arranged by Dumbledore! I came here to seize power with Fudge."

Listening to her complaints, Taowu curled her fingers inward, crumpled the newspaper into a ball, and stuffed it into Sikelia's pocket: "Find an opportunity to give this rumormonger some color."

Siklia raised her eyebrows: "I choose yellow."

"Look, isn't this the champion we won in the duel competition with a shady secret?"

An arrogant and domineering voice came from behind them, accompanied by a little ridicule.

When Taowu and Sikelia turned around, they saw Flint and a few younger brothers standing behind them with their arms folded, their shrewd eyes filled with disdain and ridicule.

Although some of the little snakes in Slytherin were envious and jealous, most of them had reservations about Skeeter's report, and stood aside wisely and did not go to find Sicklea's discomfort.

Some eaglets and badgers who liked to watch the fun on Siklia's side stopped and gathered around the door.

Momo stood in front of Sikelia and looked at Flint as if he were a wolf.

"Do you think this castle is too big or too empty? You seem to have tried your best not to know how to make everyone remember you and see you."

"So, if you go all out, you must lose this face."

"You!" Flint was so angry at her strange words that he raised his fist at her.

Regulus saw it and was about to come over, but Sikelia pulled Momo behind her, asking her to clear her name.

"Ugly guy, why do you say that my championship is fake! Isn't it just to attract attention like Luna said!"

You can doubt her character,

But there is absolutely no room for doubting her strength!

"Tsk, do the fake champions dare to spar with me?" Flint withdrew his fists the size of weights, held his head high, and pointed his ugly chin at Siklia.

Cecilia frowned. She saw Snape walking slowly diagonally behind Flint. She was worried that if he dealt harshly to Flint, he would deduct points from him.

Snape's eyes lightly scanned the commotion in front of him, and he grabbed Regulus on the other side who was about to walk towards Momo: "Black, I still have some important questions to ask you!"

He had to leave quickly. When he saw Flint being beaten by that Ravenclaw, he would definitely not be able to help but deduct points from Ravenclaw, and then the silver-haired spiky head would not be able to control her hands anymore. Get yourself a fuchsia.

He pulled the reluctant Regulus, took three steps at a time up the stairs, and fled the scene.

Seeing Snape disappear, Cecilia looked at Flint and smiled happily, and she took out her wand.

"3, 2..."

Before Daphne, who was counting, could call out 1, Flint grinned a vicious smile, flicked his wand at Sikelia, and a curse flew towards Sikelia.

"Rubbish."

Siklia's attitude was still contemptuous and nonchalant. She waved her wand gently, and the wand shone with silver light, easily blocking the attack.

"Reducto!"

The bright red light accompanied the spell she recited, easily breaking Flint's defense and sending him flying straight away. He hit the ground hard and spit out his two huge front teeth.

Daphne glanced helplessly at the half-dead Flint, and declared fairly and impartially:

"Ceclia Bird wins."

Siklia opened her hands to the students in front of her and said arrogantly: "Welcome all wizards who feel that my champion has a wrong origin to come and challenge me. I will tell you what a real champion is!"

"Of course, if your parents don't approve, you can come and challenge me. I accept all challenges."

She has her own arrogance.

She is a genius taught by Grindelwald himself.

Sikelia looked at her friend's leather shoes and took a step forward, and said fiercely to Taowu.

"You're not allowed! No matter how empty the castle is!"