Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

After a while, the duel ground became noisy again, and everyone in the stands was talking about it.

In the suspended attic, Lockhart was nervously sweating like raindrops. He spoke to the magic microphone and frantically directed the on-site staff to search for Carol.

In this 12-to-8 duel, Flitwick was not on the court because he had to attend class. Although other professors claimed that they could help take on the task of protecting students' safety during the competition, he refused them all out of face issues.

In Lockhart's vision, these are just a group of young wizards who have not yet graduated. Even if they really get angry, how much damage can they cause?

However, now the accident has really happened. If Carol dies, Lockhart will be finished as well. Not only will his reputation be ruined, but the Mawson family will continue to come to trouble him.

Everyone in the audience was worried about Carol's safety. Even the Slytherin students who were usually at odds with Ravenclaw House were not sarcastic. The smart Slytherins were not fools. If he taunts her again in this situation, she will become a deadly enemy.

Different from everyone's reaction, a faint smile appeared on Mike's face. With his magic perception activated, he had seen everything that happened on the field. Carol won this game.

On the field, the Gryffindor player stared blankly at the huge pit in front of him, then knelt down with a thud.

"I...I killed someone?" He murmured incoherently, "I didn't mean it, she bumped into it herself! My fireball flies so slowly, as long as she wants to avoid it, she can definitely avoid it! "

Just when the Gryffindor player lost his mind, the ground behind him trembled slightly.

The ground shook more and more frequently, and gradually, the Gryffindor players also felt the abnormality. But he was so mentally shocked that he didn't think about the origin of this abnormality at all. He just looked back instinctively.

A small hand with sharp claws was seen breaking out of the soil, pulling at the soil quickly. After a while, a chubby marmot appeared in front of the Gryffindor player.

This prairie dog is much larger than the average, standing nearly 60 centimeters tall, and the color of the fur on this prairie dog is very strange, not like ordinary khaki or brown, but more like The black color of the Hogwarts school uniform robes, and the piece of fur between his neck was strangely light blue.

Staring blankly at the marmot that suddenly appeared in front of him, the Gryffindor player's mind went blank.

Are Britain's marmots already overrun?

That was his first reaction, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

It's winter now! Groundhogs hibernate! Wait, could this be...

Just as his brain was racing, he saw the prairie dog wink at him with its right eye in a very humane manner. The next moment, the groundhog's figure rapidly twisted and expanded, and in just one second, the groundhog turned into Carol.

"I'm sorry, I want to win!"

Carol, who had recovered her body and was covered in mud, waved her wand hard at the Gryffindor player who was kneeling on the ground. A red light flashed, and the Gryffindor player was knocked away, and his The wand also fell out of hand in mid-air.

The Gryffindor player instinctively wanted to get up, but as soon as he raised his head, a wand flashing with magical light was pressed against his forehead.

The entire duel ground fell into an eerie silence again, and everyone present was shocked by this sudden scene.

I don’t know how long it took before Lockhart in the suspended attic came to his senses and yelled hysterically into the microphone: "Victor! Carol Mawson! What a superb human body transformation technique. Contestant Mawson just happened at a critical moment." I turned into a groundhog and burrowed into the ground to escape the explosion! Thank God! I mean, it’s not that I didn’t have time to rescue just now, I had seen through it all!”

Lockhart's excited shout was like a switch, and everyone in the audience cheered. Some even controlled the wand to spray colorful petals towards Carol below. Suddenly, countless flowers rained down. Then, the entire duel field turned into a sea of ​​flowers.

The Gryffindor player whose head was pressed by Carol with the wand also reacted, and he hugged Carol's hand holding the wand.

"Merlin's Beard, you're not dead! You're not dead!" He said in a voice choked with emotion, "You really scared me to death! I thought I killed you! It's great that you're not dead!"

Carol looked at the Gryffindor player holding her hand and crying with joy, feeling a little at a loss.

She had guessed that her opponent might become angry and leave the game sadly after being defeated by her sudden blow, but she just never thought that her opponent would hold her hand and cry bitterly.

"Um, it's okay. Am I okay?" Carol smiled dryly and comforted the big boy in front of her. At the same time, she stretched out her left hand to pull his head away. The other person wiped all his nose and tears on her sleeve. It made her feel a little nauseous.

But at this moment, the Gryffindor player was not willing to let go after experiencing the intense stimulation of great sorrow and great joy. No matter how much Carol pulled him, he refused to let go. In the end, it was the staff on the field who came up to drag him away.

Throwing her hands away and looking at the Gryffindor player who was still crying in the distance, Carol also had a smile on her face.

At this time, Lockhart also came down from the suspended attic to the field. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a purple handkerchief, raised one of Carol's hands, and shouted loudly: "Let us work for each other again." Cheers to the winner of this game, Carol Mawson! Thank you for giving us this wonderful game!"

Everyone on the stage cheered again. At first there were chaotic cheers, but after someone took the lead, everyone started shouting Carol's name.

Carol, who was held up by Lockhart, listened to the uniform cheers coming from her ears and looked at the petals flying in the sky, feeling like she was in a dream.

Instinctively, he looked towards the Ravenclaw stands and saw Mike standing up at some point and cheering along with the surrounding students.

Seeing the hoarse and blushing look on Mike's face, Carol suddenly burst out laughing.

At this moment, she felt that her original strange thoughts could not be more childish. Thinking of this, Carol raised her other hand and shook it desperately towards the Ravenclaw stands.