Wild child

"Why?" Fanny was taken aback, "You want to duel now? I still plan to have dinner."

"Exchange." Malfoy's voice was cold, his face livid, "You and I each hold the other's wand as collateral, and we must get the wand back before class starts tomorrow. At midnight, the second classroom from the west on the fifth floor."

Parkinson, Crabbe, and Goyle looked at Malfoy who was really angry.

"Oh, this is a good way." Fanny was surprised that Malfoy really planned to fight, but she didn't have the energy to think too much, she took out her wand and took Malfoy's, "That's it, can you leave now? "

Malfoy snorted, and the group left. Fanny collapsed under the tree before they could go far.

It seemed that after a while, Fanny felt her head was tapped, and her leaden brain regained its normal weight.As soon as she opened her eyes, she found that it was already dark, but the focus at this time was obviously not time, and she quickly got up after seeing the person in front of her.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

"I have to remind you, Fanny. Your duel starts in an hour and a half." Dumbledore said approachably.

"Ah?...Oh, that's right." Fanny reflected on what happened for a while, and then remembered a more important question than "how do you know about the duel?": "Sir, what is a duel? "

"..."

So the last period was almost entirely devoted to explaining the etiquette and rules of wizard duels.With 10 minutes left, Fanny ran to the duel location, ran a few steps and remembered something and slammed on the brakes.

"Professor, it's like this. When I was at the station... well, I lost control of my emotions and injured two innocent people."

"Oh, I can't say you're doing it right, but even the best wizards can't always control their emotions," said Dumbledore quietly.

"But, is there any way to prevent such a thing from happening again?" Fanny asked eagerly.

"The most fundamental way is to truly control your own magical power as you like. There are also some direct ways, but the most urgent thing now is to fulfill the duel agreement, Fanny. You are almost late."

"So, can you teach me the direct method tomorrow or some other time, Professor?"

"I will."

"Thank you, Professor." Fanny nodded and ran away.

The little figure that broke someone's nose fiercely flashed in Dumbledore's mind, and he followed silently.

The second room on the west side of the fifth floor is one of the practice rooms for the Charms class. All the tables are stacked against the wall, and there are a lot of cushions in the big box next to the podium.

Fanny looked around at the door of the seemingly empty classroom.She was still considering the possibility of Malfoy breaking the appointment, because Malfoy obviously had such a good life that a wand would be no problem.She had a similar experience before. She almost broke her leg while escaping from the security guards. Since then, she has learned to be good. In addition, she is often framed by tricks. She has always had a deep distrust of the children of rich families.

"Why, don't you dare to come in?" Malfoy's haughty and dragging voice suddenly came out, startling her.

"Hey, you're here." Fanny walked into the classroom and took out Malfoy's wand, "Of course you have to be on guard first, if you hide aside and give me a moment first, then there's no need to compete—if you have this If you can do it."

"Whether there is, you will know soon." Malfoy checked the wand carefully, and threw Fanny's wand back after confirming that there was no problem.

"By the way, do you want to kill me?" Fanny asked suddenly just as she got ready.

"...Are you scared?" Malfoy froze for a moment, then said coldly.

"No, I mean, I didn't intend to kill you." Fanny recalled Dumbledore's words, "Since you are not prepared to kill or be killed, it can't be called a duel. 'Competition' or 'competition'."

"You can call it whatever you want!" Malfoy waved his wand impatiently, "Stop standing still!"

Fanny jumped to avoid the flash of light, "Aren't you polite?"

"If it's not a duel, you don't need to salute—all of them are petrified!"

Dodging a few more flashes of light, Fanny secretly groaned.Malfoy was much stronger than she had imagined, and he had obviously worked hard.She has hardly practiced casting spells with a wand, and she expected that she would be inferior to Malfoy before, so she wanted to delay for a while, hoping that someone would come—it was better to be locked up by Filch than to be knocked unconscious by Malfoy and thrown here .

Fortunately, Fanny has the agility that has been cultivated for a long time. Malfoy is not as quick as her in the dark, and it is more than enough to protect himself.

"Can you only hide?" Another spell was thrown behind the podium by Fanny, and Malfoy shouted, "Aren't you quite capable? Who is useless?"

Can I just knock you unconscious with the normal method... Fanny stretched out her hand from behind the podium and shouted the only spell she knew:

"Wingardim, Leviosa!"

Malfoy dodged the rolled-down table sideways, and said disdainfully, "Is that all it is? Wingardium, Leviosa!" A table flew up, and Fanny quickly shrank back behind the podium.

Then Fanny knocked down five tables in a row, and the range of her actions was still limited to the podium.Malfoy swished his wand, his voice growing triumphant.Someone will come soon after such a big commotion, but since she has been tossing around for so long, Fanny doesn't want to be chased and beaten in vain.

"Wingardim, Leviosa!" Another table rolled down, and Malfoy dodged aside.

Great, here we go.Before Malfoy could taunt again, Fanny picked up a mat from the box next to the podium and threw it directly, and at the same time said a spell.A muffled sound from the mat hit his face, and Malfoy was startled, and he subconsciously reached out to grab it, and tripped over a rolling table by his feet as he lost his balance.

"Wingardium, Leviosa!" The spell hit the wrist, and Malfoy's wand flew out of his hand, limited by Fanny's ability, it didn't fly far away, but rolled aside.

It worked.Fanny couldn't help showing a little smile. Part of the reason she was chased and beaten for so long before was to use the flash of the spell to see the environment and make arrangements. When the enemy is strong and we are weak, she has always been good at winning by cleverness.

But Malfoy was not so easy to deal with. When he lost his balance, he quickly pulled off the cushion to see the surroundings. As soon as he landed, he grabbed the wand on one side and turned over, pointing in Fanny's direction and shouting: "Fragmented!" !"

Fanny didn't expect him to react so quickly, so she had to retreat behind the podium again. The spell bounced off the blackboard and hit the junction between the chandelier in the center of the classroom and the ceiling. The chandelier immediately fell, with a loud "bang" at first There was a sound, and then the sound of "crackling" and "dangdang" continued.

It wasn't until the noise passed that Fanny poked her head out: "Hey, how are you?"

Malfoy coughed and grunted in the cloud of smoke to indicate that he was fine. He lay on the ground with his head in his arms just now, and when he stood up now, there was a lot of rustling sound of glass shards falling on the ground.

"Do it to yourself." Fanny straightened up from behind the podium, walking towards Malfoy while keeping vigilant in order not to be attacked suddenly, "Do you still want to fight?"

Apparently there was no more fighting, for Filch's excited cries and footsteps could be heard clearly in the darkness.Fanny immediately began to analyze the situation—this classroom is near the end of the corridor, and the only way to go up and down is to take the stairs in the middle of the corridor, and now Filch is coming from there...

In other words, the two were shut down and beaten.

"What to do?" Even in such dim conditions, the panic on Malfoy's face was still clearly visible.

It's not a good place for you to choose, with such a useless tone, weren't you just awesome.After despising Malfoy in her heart, Fanny walked to the wall and pushed open the window: "Let's jump off the building."

"Are you crazy? This is the fifth floor!" Malfoy shouted in a low voice, seeing that Fanny had stepped out with one foot.

If it was really five floors above the ground, Fanny would not have dared to act rashly, but a platform protruding from the third floor greatly reduced the height, so Fanny took action.She stood on the windowsill and tore off the robe from her head.

Malfoy was so startled that he almost fell, and then he saw Fanny wearing Muggle clothes with short sleeves and shorts, quickly rolled up the robe into a firm ball and threw it down, then squatted down and grabbed the window sill with his hands behind him, swinging his feet forward and sticking them together The wall, and then let go of the wall and slid down, flexibly finding the point of strength to adjust the angle with the hands and feet.When she was six or seven feet away from the platform, she straightened her body in the air and turned over lightly and delicately. When she landed on the platform, she rolled to cushion the noise.The whole set of movements is like flowing clouds and flowing water, with only a slight friction sound throughout the whole process.

Climbing up and down walls has always been Fanny's housekeeping skill, and she has escaped countless times with this method when she was outnumbered.

Malfoy leaned on the window sill and stared dumbfounded, until Fanny picked up the robe underneath, shook it off, put it on and waved to him.

He still couldn't let himself levitate and move, and Fanny's overly heavy-handed expression gave him the illusion that "it's probably not difficult". In addition, the fear of being fired overcame the fear of heights, and Filch pushed away. The moment he opened the door, he bent on following Fanny's example, holding onto the window sill and swinging forward with both feet.

As it turns out, both experience and attire matter.

Malfoy's movements were decent, but the robes that hung on the rough outer wall as he crouched were thrown over the top of his head as he swung his feet forward, just as Filch held out the lamp, Under the dim light, Fanny could clearly see his thin body and clean light brown underwear.

Some kind of reflex made Malfoy yank off the raised robes, and—

"Ahhhhhhhhh-"

He fell, face down.

Filch hadn't seen his face just now with his robe in his head, and now that he was face down Filch still couldn't see his face.With a flash of silver light, Malfoy fell to the ground, screaming and stopping.Just halfway up, Fanny elbowed him on the waist: "Run, run, run!"

He got up and ran without saying a word. After running two steps, he heard the sound of a human body falling behind him. Looking back, he saw Fanny struggling to get up in a daze.Remembering how weak she looked after rescuing Longbottom, Malfoy turned around and grabbed Fanny's arm after a battle between heaven and man and ran away.

Fanny was startled, and when she realized it, she tried to shake Malfoy away with all her strength, "Why - let me - you - coward - look at you - that - crying and screaming - look!"

Let him save?joke!She still remembers the faces of the Malfoy family at the station clearly. It would be a shame to be helped by him, and she would rather be caught by Filch.

But Malfoy was quite determined, and when his temper came up, his strength was naturally much stronger than Fanny who just picked him up, so Fanny's struggle only slowed down the speed of the two of them.

When Filch ran to the top of the stairs, he was only a corner away from the two of them. Fanny suddenly fell down with her whole body weight, and the two of them fell together next to a huge armor.

"What the fuck are you doing!" the nobleman Malfoy finally swears.

"Are you fucking dragging me to escape?!" Fanny twisted a buckle on the left shoulder of the armor, and the chest of the armor silently unscrewed. She pushed Malfoy who had just woken up, and took out a The dung egg threw it towards the downward stairs with all its strength, and then hid in and closed the armor.

Just as they were desperately throwing and running away, the panting of the two suppressed voices echoed in the cramped space.The space in the armor was too small for two people—even a skinny 11-year-old—to squeeze close together.

Fanny's hair and body smelled of dust and sweat, inexplicably giving off a stubborn and desolate feeling.

—a wild child.Malfoy thought.

Of course, Malfoy also had sweat and dust on his body, but what was more important was that the saponins on his clothes were mixed with the elegant fragrance of certain plants.

——A young master.Fanny thought.

It wasn't until Filch staggered downstairs that Fanny opened the armor again.Malfoy quickly squeezed past Fanny and jumped out, speechless in embarrassment.In contrast, although Fanny fell on all fours, she was much calmer.She moved to the wall and found a more comfortable position to lean against, and said slowly: "I won't talk about the place you chose, don't you even think about running for your life?"

"...Why can you cast spells with bare hands?" Malfoy changed the subject. You must know that wandless spells are one of the most difficult types. He himself has received systematic training since he was a child, and he still can't consciously move or levitate with bare hands. a needle.

"Practice, how can such a good ability not be fully utilized." How precious is the ability to heal and strengthen strength under such conditions that no one cares about, how would you know, "If you don't use a magic wand in a duel, I just concentrate the magic on my hands, and I can fly you to the other side of the classroom with one punch."

"Wands don't have to be used in wizard duels, as long as magic is used." Malfoy subconsciously corrected, and after thinking about it, he quickly added: "But no contact."

"Just use it." Fanny did not expose it, "Anyway, one spell is enough to deal with you."

Malfoy snorted through his nose: "It's just a little cleverness, it's not what wizards do at all."

"Wizards also need brains. Well... Filch probably knows this hiding place, and he might come back later, so let's go back quickly." Fanny smirked twice, "Although he didn't see your The face is probably fine, but you'd better change into a pair of underwear just in case."

In the darkness, Fanny couldn't see that Malfoy's face suddenly turned purple, but the sound of him choking and then leaving in embarrassment and annoyance was clear.Fanny laughed silently for a long time before leaving with her head aching even more due to lack of oxygen from laughing.

When she returned to the common room, she was surprised to find that there were still people in it.

"I hope you're proud of yourselves. We were all nearly killed—or worse, expelled from school. Well, if you don't object, I'm going to bed."

Ron stared at Hermione's back and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"Go to bed, we have no objection," he said. "What's this called? It's like we're pulling her up."

Just then, the portrait hole opened.

Fanny didn't know that Malfoy had framed another bunch of people in the prize room yesterday afternoon and nearly killed them, so she looked in wonder at the boys in front of her who had obviously just had a long run, and were also looking at her in amazement.

"What did you (you) do?" They looked at each other for a moment, and both sides asked at the same time.

……

"It turns out that something like this is locked in the corridor on the fourth floor." Fanny secretly called out luck. She planned to visit the fourth floor at night recently.

"It turned out that Filch disappeared suddenly after chasing you." Harry said, "It seems that Malfoy may not have deliberately deceived us, but the duel with you took longer than expected."

"And how do you explain that Filch happened to be there?" Ron asked.

"And he set the two duels at the same time. If he didn't intend to break the contract, then he was so arrogant that he thought he could kill me in an instant." Fanny said, and Ron nodded arrogantly, "In the end, he is still like this." Kind of people."

She was still a little guilty, because she omitted the part where Malfoy insisted on taking her with him when he ran away, so Fanny just perfunctory the two boys and went back to the dormitory.Hermione, who was already a little angry, opened her mouth when she saw her come back so late, and wanted to scold others, but was stopped by the tired and irritable Fanny, she was so angry that she was about to cry, and when she went to bed, her movements seemed to collapse the bed.

Fanny didn't bother to care about her, and fell asleep without washing.