Chapter 348: Discussion, The Terrifying Curse Invented By Qiu
Watching girls fight is also one of Wayne's hobbies.
However, he is also very defensive. If Cassandra was an enemy, Wayne would definitely defeat her with a wave of his hand.
But we are all friends and we are just discussing, so there is nothing to worry about.
Of course, watching the excitement is the most important thing.
Hermione was the first to stand up, and the others no longer had the need to challenge and all stepped aside. Astoria ran to Wayne's side and grabbed a handful of melon seeds, her pretty face full of excitement for the show.
"Wayne, who do you think will win?"
"I can't tell." Wayne shook his head: "I haven't seen Cassandra take action, but she boasted about herself quite a bit in the letter.
Cassandra, who heard the two whispering, glared at Wayne.
What does it mean to brag very well? She didn't dare to do it in the first place.
"Let's go out and fight. The space here is too small and we can't use it." Cassandra made a request, and Hermione did not refuse.
The two of them walked outside, with Wayne and the others following behind.
In the side hall on the first floor, Malfoy and Harry started a new round of duel.
On the huge projection, the virtual characters controlled by the two people continued to cast magic and summon creatures. The students from the two houses watching the game were cheering them loudly.
In addition to them, there were also many students from Ivermorny and Wagadu, who looked at the projection villain in the sky with curiosity.
This is no longer a game, but the epitome of the competition between Slytherin and Gryffindor.
Points will be deducted for fighting, and if the situation is serious, you will be imprisoned, so now whenever there is a conflict between the two parties, they will come to work for a round.
The same is true today.
Malfoy saw Harry and Ronald smiling like idiots, and felt uncomfortable for a while. He deliberately bumped Harry's shoulder, and then said viciously:
"What are you looking at? You don't have eyes when you walk."
Harry also blurted out: "Look at you, you don't accept it.
Then the two started fucking.
The two of them are the most ruthless tyrants in the school. One has a mother who dotes on her son, and the other has a godfather who dotes on his son even more. They have too much pocket money and nowhere to spend it.
Every time a new card is released in the game, Harry and Malfoy have to spend dozens of galleons to buy card packs.
In fact, Harry has more pocket money than Malfoy, but he is also more sensible than Malfoy and will not waste the money given by Sirius.
Otherwise, Malfoy would not be his opponent if it were purely a competition for financial resources.
But that’s the beauty of the game.
Wayne has made some balance changes. Although high-level cards will have advantages, they only improve fault tolerance and attack power. Technology has a great impact on winning or losing the game.
Malfoy couldn't beat Harry in real PK, but when it came to playing games, he was even better.
Soon, Harry's character's health had bottomed out, while Malfoy still had half health.
Just when the game was about to end, there was a commotion outside. Someone curiously opened the door to see what was going on, and soon came back excitedly and told everyone:
"There's a fight! The girls from Ilvermorny are going to duel with Granger! It's the pretty girl who grabbed Wayne yesterday!"
Wow!
Who would watch any games next time? They all ran out at once.
Harry took the opportunity to take his game console back, and the projection disappeared instantly: "Let's fight here for today, let's fight another day!"
After saying that, he grabbed Ronald and ran away. Malfoy was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
If he hits two more curses, Potter will lose. This is not just a joke.
Po Te, you really deserve to die!
He was going crazy with anger, but Malfoy also hurriedly put away his game console and ran out to watch the fun.
In the open space next to the Black Lake, Wayne and his party happened to run into several professors who had returned from the Three Broomsticks, as well as the principals of the two schools.
After learning that Cassandra and Hermione were going to have a friendly exchange, Professor McGonagall frowned:
"Miss Worley is your school's warrior candidate, but Granger is only a fourth-year student. Isn't that a good fit?"
Cassandra is at least 17 years old and Hermione is 14. What is the difference of three years?
It is basically equivalent to asking a senior high school student to do the same set of questions as a junior high school student to take the high school certificate.
"If you want to communicate, I can find a few students of the right age to come over."
"Professor, I can do this." Hermione's stubborn temper also rose, and she looked at Professor McGonagall unwilling to admit defeat.
"X..."
"Don't be so serious, Professor McGonagall." Fontana showed a smile: "I believe Woley will be measured. We can also watch the battle from the sidelines without any danger."
No, I'm afraid your students are in danger.
Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout lowered their heads at the same time. Based on their understanding of Wayne, if Hermione was injured, then Wayne would never make the students of Ilvermorny comfortable.
TIJ...
Professor McGonagall thought again about the gossip he heard this morning.
Ahem... First of all, let me state that she is not a person who likes to gossip, she just cares about the students.
It seems that Wayne and this Ilvermorny girl also know each other...
"Forget it, it's up to you." Professor McGonagall stopped persuading.
Because it was Saturday, many people chose to go for a walk in this rare good weather. More and more students noticed the movement here and all gathered around.
They stared at Hermione and Cassandra in the center, unconsciously imagining all kinds of incredible plots.
"Hermione, come on!" Astoria shouted loudly. Hermione smiled back at Fuluoli and turned serious when she turned to look at Cassandra.
Professor McGonagall raised his wand and fired a firework, signaling the official start of the duel.
"Whoosh!"
A silent disarming spell flew out, and Hermione took the lead in launching the attack. Cassandra turned sideways lightly, narrowly avoiding the spell.
"Are you very capable? You just cast a silent spell?" She said with some surprise.
Wayne weighed it, thought about the angle, and sighed.
If it were Penelo, he would definitely not be able to avoid it by turning sideways like that just now.
Poor Cassandra.
Hermione said with a straight face: "It's just a silent spell, shouldn't it be surprising?" After saying that, the wand moved again, and spells flew out one after another, in various colors, and Cassandra could not simply rely on movement to avoid them. , can only hold up a strong barrier to bounce all those magic spells away.
"Nice attack!" Professor Flitwick was pleasantly surprised: "Miss Granger is already very proficient in the silent spell. Many graduated wizards cannot do this.
As a loyal dueling enthusiast, Flitwick likes powerful spells, but he prefers to use wonderful combat skills to win the game. He believes that this is the true meaning of dueling.
Suppressive fire is so shameless!
Hermione's performance was very in line with his taste. The spells she used were all common combat spells, but she was extremely proficient. Not only was she silent, some of the spells could also turn corners, and her attack routes were flexible and changeable.
Fontana was even more surprised: "She is really a fourth grader?"
"Of course." Professor McGonagall came back to his senses and said proudly: "Miss Granger is an excellent Gryffindor.
She was actually shocked. She didn't expect Hermione's fighting ability to be so strong. She probably...
McGonagall glanced at Wayne and roughly understood.
Fontana and Wagado's Xhaka were even more numb. If the fourth-grade students are so good, wouldn't the warriors participating in the game be even stronger?
However, when I saw the shocked and surprised expressions of the Hogwarts students around me, I felt a little calmer.
It seems that this is just an example and cannot be used to measure the average standard.
More and more people gathered, and the circle of onlookers grew larger and larger. Everyone was afraid of being hit by the flying spells, and there was no room for reasoning.
After Hermione failed to capture Cassandra after the initial fierce attack, she knew that her opponent was not that simple, and she became more cautious.
"Misty!"
Groups of white mist enveloped half of the field where she was, making it difficult to see what was going on inside, and blocking Cassandra's offensive vision.
"What is Granger doing?" Someone asked in confusion: "This is not playing a game. Using the cloud spell can restore blood. Others can't see her, and she can't see outside clearly."
"This is a special cloud spell!" Professor Flitwick's voice was shrill, acting as a temporary explanation: "The mist contains Miss Granger's magic. Although her sight is blocked,
But it's definitely better than Miss Worley's situation. "
Everyone looked carefully and found that there were indeed traces of sky blue threads in the pure white mist, which were very hidden.
The scope of the fog continued to expand, and Cassandra also realized that something was wrong, and summoned strong winds to blow it away.
But these fogs were very thick, blowing one layer after another, and in the end, completely enveloped the entire venue.
Unable to see what was going on inside, many young wizards scratched their heads anxiously, and the professors were also a little worried, fearing that some accident would happen and they would not be able to stop it in time.
Professor McGonagall specifically observed that Wayne's expression was normal and the group did not stop the battle.
From time to time, a few rays of magical light would burst out from the mist.
"Hey!!"
Suddenly, Cassandra screamed, and Fontana's expression tightened. Before he could speak, the fog gradually dissipated, Hermione gasped, and Cassandra fell to the ground without any injuries. But his face looked a little strange.
"What spell did you use?"
She stood up and asked puzzledly: "Why does hitting me have no effect?"
Hermione smiled: "You'll see the effect when you look in the mirror."
Hearing this, Cassandra had an unpleasant feeling in her heart, and quickly turned the gravel on the ground into a mirror and picked it up.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she screamed!
"The Freckles Curse." Hermione showed a successful smile: "I'm not proficient in mastering it yet, even if I don't care, it will be fine in two days.
The girls who were watching also saw the small freckles on Cassandra's face at this time, and took two steps back with a pale face.
What a vicious curse!
It's simply more unforgivable than the Unforgivable Curse!
Wayne was also stunned: "When did Hermione study..."
"That..." Qiu whispered softly: "I invented this curse.'
"Huh?" The boy looked at the girl with a black question mark on his face.
Astoria was even more frightened and hid behind Wayne and asked: "Qiu, why do you need to study such a spell? It feels so scary.
If she had freckles all over her face, Wayne would definitely not like her.
terrible!
Qiu explained embarrassedly: "I wanted to test the effect of skin care products, but it was inconvenient to find others, so I made a few little magic spells.
"In addition to freckles, there are also blackhead curses, acne curses, and acne curses. This makes it much easier to do experiments. Hermione happened to see them that day and asked me to take away these curses.
By the time she finished speaking, there was no girl around within thirty meters, and everyone looked at Qiu with horrified eyes.
At this moment, she is the Dark Lord in the hearts of all girls!
Wayne's eyelids also jumped wildly. These spells were not lethal, but extremely insulting.
But it feels like...it's a way to make a fortune.
When he develops these spells into group attacks, and all the girls in the school have blackheads, acne, and pimples, how many points can he earn?
The more he thought about it, the more excited Wayne became.
.||Give me the spell later, and I will help you research it and see if I can optimize it. "
"good."
The two of them were muttering. Cassandra on the field was already red and warm, and her wand was waving and leaving an afterimage.
She held back her strength at first, for fear of hurting Hermione and making Wayne unhappy.
But now that he is disfigured, how can he care about this?
Suddenly, Hermione's pressure increased sharply. Each of the opponent's spells was extremely powerful. The wet lawn had been ignited, and her hot breath penetrated the protective shield and her face turned red.
The cloud spell just now consumed a lot of magic power, and for a while Hermione could only cope with it.
Suddenly, the clouds in the sky suddenly turned dark, and there was a faint roar. Wayne straightened up slightly.
If the preparation is not right, stop it immediately.
Hermione has gone through the transformation of the Round Table Contract, and her talent has been upgraded to S level, but Cassandra's own Defense Against the Dark Arts is S level. There is still a gap between the two in terms of hard experience over the past few years.
Now that Cassandra is serious, she won't be able to hold on for long.
However, what surprised Wayne was that just when the thunder was brewing and ready to strike down, Hermione raised her hand without hesitation and said: "I surrender!"
All of a sudden, the whole place was silent.
Cassandra was stuck, unable to move up or down, and the field was uncomfortable.
"I haven't fought yet, how can you admit defeat?"
Hermione blinked innocently: "My magic power is exhausted. If I continue to fight, I will lose. It's better to end it now.
"You win. You are worthy of being a genius in Ilvermorny."
Cassandra:
Although she won, she felt more uncomfortable than losing.
But Hermione's next words made Cassandra feel much better.
"Come here, I'll help you get rid of your freckles."
Cassandra walked over quickly.
Hermione launched a counter-spell to help her regain her original fair skin, and then returned to Wayne.
Cassandra did not leave, however, and looked at the students around her with a pair of willow-leaf eyebrow-like eyes.
"Does anyone else want to communicate?"
She is holding a breath of anger in her heart now. She feels very uncomfortable and must let it out!
Astoria rolled her eyes and suddenly ran out and stood in front of Cassandra.
"I come!"
"Miss Greengrass?" Cassandra frowned and looked at Wayne subconsciously.
Wayne quickly dismissed the blame: "Don't look at me, it's her own idea."
"Hermione lost, but that doesn't mean I will lose." Astoria did not take out the wand, but took out a silver whistle and blew it hard.
Wayne put his hand on his forehead and immediately knew what she was planning.
Diana, who was having fun, heard the whistle and immediately changed her running direction and rushed out of the Forbidden Forest as fast as she could. Before the students could react, she jumped up and landed in Astoria. around.
"Unicorn? So cute!"
"It's actually pink, it's so rare."
"It's so pink and tender, I really want to hug it!"
The girls in Ilvermorny screamed with excitement, and the students at Hogwarts were used to it. They had seen Astoria and unicorns playing together from time to time.
"It's time to start." Astoria reached out her hand excitedly and pointed forward.
Diana leaned forward with her legs, making a charging posture, and the horn on her forehead gathered a faint fluorescent light.
"Wait a minute!" Kassandra quickly shouted: "We are discussing, you can't let the unicorn help, this is a foul!"
"This is not a foul." Fu Loli retorted seriously:
"Wayne said, I am a beast tamer who learned from Mr. Scamante, and it is natural to rely on magical creatures to fight.
Cassandra:
Thanks to [catseye] and [The Night of Beheading] for their rewards.
Regarding the issue of additional updates, the author has to catch a flight back to the north tomorrow and it is really too late. However, the update time will be as early as possible after returning home. "It won't be so late."