Professor McGonagall's words made everyone present murmur.
The entrance dinner at Hogwarts basically involves everyone entering the auditorium, waiting for the new students to arrive, the Sorting Hat sings, the students are sorted into different houses, the principal delivers a speech, everyone has a good meal, and the principal speaks a few words before ending.
The entrance ceremony at Hogwarts has basically been conducted like this for thousands of years. Of course, there may be introductions by new professors during the ceremony.
Moreover, due to the increase in the number of new students, the sorting ceremony has become much more urgent. Everyone looks forward to the sorting ceremony being over quickly so that they can fill their hungry stomachs.
Want to add more activities? Wouldn’t it mean that we would be hungry for longer...
The most important thing is, what activities can be added?
Professor McGonagall glanced around the auditorium seriously. She had always been very majestic, and many times the students were even more afraid of her. Now that Professor McGonagall has become the principal, everyone suddenly became quiet.
"Last school year, we experienced some cruel situations..." Professor McGonagall's voice became much lower, and many people also lowered their heads.
"Our...our headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, left us forever in order to prevent the erosion and attacks of dark forces." There was an inaudible sigh in the room.
"After that, Durmstrang, the famous magic school in Europe, also became a hotbed of evil."
"Many people may not know it yet, and many may have only heard about it. There are more new students, and you may be a little confused."
"But as the new principal of Hogwarts, I must be responsible for you - the peace now is only temporary. There is still a lot of darkness and malice hidden on the other side of this world. I implore everyone to pay more attention to your spells.
, not wizard chess.”
Such serious and straightforward words suddenly silenced most of the students who were in a good mood at the beginning of the school year. Although Professor McGonagall was usually strict, he rarely said such words. Even with average grades, this professor was just
Will frown and make you work harder.
But the meaning behind these words...
Before they could think more, Professor McGonagall continued: "In order to make more people become more urgent and realize the importance of improving their strength, I have prepared this enrollment event."
"Freshmen, divide into two rows and step aside."
The confused freshmen looked at each other and then gave up their seats in confusion.
Professor McGonagall waved her magic wand, and the long table flew over and turned into a long stage in the center of the auditorium.
"This is not a new activity, but I hope you can see more clearly - next, there will be a spell duel!"
Suddenly, there was an uproar in the auditorium. A curse duel was held at the opening ceremony? Many people felt that Professor McGonagall was making a fuss. Besides, they came to the school to study, not for Auror training...
But Professor McGonagall's majesty could not be ignored. She just cleared her throat, and the noisy voices immediately calmed down.
"There are no restrictions on this duel. Age, spells, magic props, etc. can all be used. And the opponent you are going to face -" Professor McGonagall turned his head and Sean, who had been waiting, walked up.
Sean smiled and bowed: "First of all, I would like to introduce myself, Sean Wallop, sixth grader, prefect of Ravenclaw House, and president of the Boys' Student Union."
Whistles sounded immediately in the auditorium. Except for the freshmen, everyone knew Sean, and his friends all applauded.
Moreover, the president of the Boys' Student Council is usually a seventh grader, but Sean took office a year early without anyone raising objections.
"Thank you, thank you - my other identity is the teaching assistant of Transfiguration. I am mainly responsible for teaching Transfiguration to the first and second grade students. This is thanks to Professor McGonagall for trusting me... Of course, there is another point. I personally participated more
actual combat."
"Many people should know that this summer vacation, I launched a magic spell practical summer camp. The goal is to make more progress for junior students who have stronger expectations."
"The reason is that Professor McGonagall has just explained to you - yes, our world is in danger, and I think it is necessary for students to be more exposed to the real side of magic combat."
"So, the opponent you are going to face is--"
He clapped his hands, and a row of students stood up in unison.
"My summer camp students."
"Please note that this challenge is in the form of actual combat. At the same time, they accept challenges from everyone - yes, seventh graders can also challenge second graders."
As soon as Sean finished speaking, there was an uproar.
At the end of last semester, three third graders defeated two sixth graders, which surprised many. Now, the second graders dare to accept the challenge of the seventh graders? No one doubts Sean's strength, but after five years
The gap is too big. Sean is Sean, and the students Sean brings out do not represent himself.
Professor McGonagall stood up at the right time: "There is no limit to this challenge. At the same time, the winner will receive rewards, including but not limited to - a monthly truancy coupon, access to the Forbidden Forest, and the right to enter the Forbidden Forest.
Cash rewards for contributing to the Goblet of Fire championship prize, the right to cast spells in the corridors, etc."
Filch choked up.
The generous rewards suddenly made many people breathe quickly.
However, the second graders... some senior students looked at the group of short students, greedy and hesitant.
There is nothing to say if you win, and there will be a lot of rewards. If you lose, it will be really embarrassing...
Sean had anticipated this and gave Capone a look.
Adding fuel to the fire is what he does best.
The latter stood directly on the duel stage. He looked at the long table of Slytherin: "Capen Roman, sophomore Ravenclaw."
There was a brief silence in the auditorium. Capone was not tall, but he was the first to take the stage. No one immediately stood up to meet the challenge.
However, what Capone said next made many people angry.
He turned his head and looked at Professor McGonagall: "Professor, can I have one to many?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Professor McGonagall was stunned, and then looked suspiciously at Sean next to her - she suspected that what Capone said was Sean's signal.
However, if many versus one cannot win...
She nodded: "Okay, this is an unlimited challenge."
Capone turned around and raised his wand: "Mr. Gregory Gower, Mr. Vincent Crabbe..."
Malfoy frowned.
The two brainless brothers who were named by the second-year students immediately got angry and went on stage with a bang.
Who would have thought that Capone had not finished speaking: "Also, Mr. Blaise Zabini, can you accept my challenge?"
Blaise Zabini, who had been very quiet and didn't say anything, just looked at the court arrogantly, was surprised, and then he felt a strong sense of shame.
A second-year mudblood actually dares to challenge me?
This Slytherin boy has always been proud. His mother, Mrs. Zabini, is very famous in the wizarding world, not only because of her beauty, but also because of various rumors. She has had seven marriages-the male protagonists of each marriage are bizarre.
He died and left a rich legacy to the mother and son.
As a pure-blood wizard, Blaise Zabini is often more arrogant than Malfoy, and he cannot tolerate such provocation.
He walked onto the stage sinisterly, raised his wand and said to Crabbe and Goyle: "Don't take action, I will teach him a lesson."
Sean didn't say anything. Anyway, there were no rules in this duel.
He stood between the two of them and waved his wand: "The battle begins -"
Blaise Zabini immediately waved his magic wand. He wanted to teach this ignorant boy a severe lesson.
"Expelliarmus!"
However, his spell had just taken shape when the disarming spell from the opposite side was already coming!
So fast! Why so fast!
Blaise Zabini responded in a hurry and narrowly resisted the spell. His wand shook and almost came out.
Without giving him any more time to react, the opponent's spell continued without pause!
"Expelliarmus!"
"Expelliarmus!"
"Expelliarmus!"
One after another, the disarming curses were like swords with tails, and the red light almost formed a line!
Blaise Zabini found that he had no way to fight back and could only passively defend!
Without him, the opponent's spellcasting speed would be too fast!
This disarming spell is something that should only be learned in the third grade. Even if the other party is ahead of the teaching progress, it shouldn't be like this?
At the same time, the power contained in the red light of the disarming curse was no less powerful than that of students in the same grade as him, which puzzled Blaise Zabini - that kid was obviously only in the second grade!
However, making one wrong step and losing the opportunity often means defeat.
There was no fancy magic clash, no exciting magic clash, and the disarming spells one after another did not give Blaise Zabini any chance.
In just one minute, he had already retreated to the edge of the stage, with no way out.
Now, there is no room for Blaise Zabini to be proud any more. Although it would be humiliating to fight one more time, it would be even more shameless to show off to others if he loses!
"superior!"
Crabbe and Goyle took action immediately.
However, a scene that no one expected occurred.
Capone, who was only in second grade, seemed to have endless magic power, and he sped up the speed of casting disarming spells!
Crabbe and Goyle were originally scumbags who were hanging around in school. They were still preparing to suppress Capone with grins on their faces. They were horrified to find that, like Blaise Zabini, they were being forced by a completely uninterrupted disarming spell.
You have to keep retreating.
Capone seemed to only know how to cast a disarming spell. His hand waving the wand almost became an afterimage. He used the unparalleled disarming spell casting speed and huge magic power to suppress it without any suspense!
Three sixth-grade Slytherin students couldn't find any room to fight back!
Sean frowned as he watched. When he was in second grade, he also challenged Nurmengard's senior students, but not as easily as Capone.
On the one hand, Capone was born with a huge source of magic power, which allowed him to cast spells without any worries. On the other hand, the level of students at Hogwarts was much lower than that of Nurmengard.
However, Sean's brows soon relaxed. This was before, but it is different now.
In the field, the three of them were suppressed by Capone alone. They retreated to the door of the auditorium and defended with difficulty.
The results did not show any changes.
Crabbe lost his balance first, the red light hit him, and the wand spun and flew into the sky.
Without one person, the other two would be even more unable to support themselves.
The two wands repeat the companion's ending.
The auditorium fell into an eerie silence.
The three sixth-grade students only did one thing throughout the whole process: defense.
This was a complete crushing. Whether it was spell proficiency or magic source, a second-grade student completely crushed three sixth-grade students.
this……
Even Professor McGonagall was shocked. Of course she knew that Sean was very good at teaching students, but she never expected that it would be such a one-sided situation.
The gap is too big...
Only Capone was trying hard to suppress his heavy breathing.
It looked like a complete crushing, but he was only in his second year after all.
The disarming spell was his most proficient spell, and the stimulation of the magic source almost made him collapse.
But Mr. Wallop couldn't be embarrassed... Capone straightened his back.
Professor McGonagall couldn't hide her disappointment and exclamation. She smiled at Capone, and then looked seriously at the three people who were lost.
"The outcome has been decided, and Mr. Roman has won."
There was silence in the auditorium at first, and then there was applause that I didn't know how to interpret.
Crabbe and Goyle were indeed at the bottom in terms of their age, but Blaise Zabini was not weak. He had achieved excellent results in several subjects in the Ordinary Wizarding Examination.
The unilateral crushing made many old students wonder in their hearts - what would happen if they went up?
At this moment, Capone, who was being watched by everyone, raised his wand again: "I hope to continue the challenge - Mr. Draco Malfoy."
"Hiss—" Someone took a breath of air.
It wasn't enough for this kid to fight one against three, but he was actually planning to make trouble for Malfoy?
Malfoy is the president of the Pure Blood Association. If he loses, the meaning will be different...
Malfoy's face turned pale when his name was called, and his eyes became unfriendly.
He snorted coldly and stood on the stage without waiting for Professor McGonagall's consent.
Capone didn't look tired at all, and he raised his wand.
Sean was thoughtful, he nodded to Professor McGonagall, and then waved his hand: "The battle begins -"
"Stupefy! (Stupefy)" This time, it was Malfoy who struck first. His strength was obviously much stronger than the others just now.
However, Capone immediately used the Iron Armor Curse, and the transparent barrier blocked the attack, and the counterattack came instantly.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Armor protection! (Protego)"
Malfoy's reaction speed is not slow either.
In the two rounds of fighting, neither side took advantage, but those who were careful found that Malfoy's spell seemed to be smoother.
This was indeed the case. Capone still knew too few spells. After several rounds of seemingly equally powerful duels, Malfoy's sudden flying curse became the weight that crushed the duel.
Capone lost his balance for a moment, and then his wand was taken away by a disarming spell.
"Hmph." Malfoy snorted somewhat proudly.
"Victor, Draco Malfoy." Sean announced the result immediately.
Capone's actions just now did show signs of collapse, but he shouldn't be defeated so quickly.
He looked at his little apprentice. The latter had some regret and unwillingness on his face, but his hands on the ground were steady.
This guy is quite understanding... He actually knows how to help me maintain my interpersonal relationships...
Sean chuckled to himself.
Professor McGonagall was thoughtful. Her eyesight was no worse than Sean's and she knew what was going on.
"Well, Mr. Malfoy has done a good job, and you will be rewarded - of course, Mr. Roman has already won before and will also receive a reward."