The narrow three-way intersection has completely turned into a battlefield where snakes and badgers compete.
The students who originally just wanted to go to the auditorium on the first floor to eat quietly were inevitably involved in this sudden college confrontation. Being in the college, everyone has close friends, which made the already chaotic situation
becomes more confusing.
As the students on both sides continued to be hit by magic spells and fell down, every Hufflepuff and Slytherin's nerves were stretched to the extreme, chanting all the spells they knew loudly and hastily, frantically beating the magic spells.
Curses poured out to the opposite side, and the silver-green and yellow-black courtyard uniforms became the most effective symbols for distinguishing the enemy's camp from ours.
After experiencing the initial surprise, Slytherin students in silver-green robes continued to pour out of the stone wall. Facing the blazing curses, the two sides, who were already red-eyed, had no intention of communicating.
Slytherin House, who faced the entrance to the common room, immediately launched a counterattack.
As the Hufflepuff House with the largest population in the entire Hogwarts, facing the surging Slytherins, it was not as advantageous as it was at the beginning. Even though there was a steady stream of new combat forces joining the battlefield, there were still
A considerable number of Hufflepuff students still cautiously stood on the edge of the battlefield and did not join in the chaos.
After all, as a college that has long been gentle and friendly, most people can still complete the psychological transformation so quickly.
Therefore, for the time being, in this melee between the two colleges, both sides are still in a relatively intense state of anxiety.
In the center of the field, the prefects and Quidditch players of the two colleges were undoubtedly the most intense group of people playing.
Under the impact of the colorful magical light on both sides, the two sides, who were almost face to face, almost simultaneously realized the limitations of the traditional speed of chanting spells in hand-to-hand combat.
In order to avoid the evil spells flying all over the sky, almost no one can cast those seemingly exquisite spells with peace of mind. Under the cover of countless spells behind them, the most reliable weapon is everyone's own body.
"[Magic Stance—Oak Tree]!"
Cedric, who had lost his hat to nowhere, dropped his wand, stabilized his body in the half-crouching position he had just learned yesterday, and grabbed the opponent's Slytherin team's chaser, Adrian Pusey, with his free right hand.
He clenched his fists and smashed forward with force.
The unformed spell in Derian's mouth was instantly interrupted, his body lost balance, and he stumbled backwards.
Feeling the touch of his fist hitting the face of his old rival who had endured it for a long time, Cedric Diggory, who had always been steady and polite, was swept away from the bad breath that he had been holding back for a long time, and his face was filled with joy and relief.
"[Natural Release—Badger]!"
Before Adrian could regain his balance and cast the spell, Cedric sank, roared, exerted force with his left foot, opened his arms and rushed forward, directly knocking Adrian Pousse to the ground.
The poor Slytherin Chaser finally couldn't hold the wand in his hand anymore and threw it aside with a grunt.
Picking up the wand and pointing it at Adrian Pusey breathlessly, a glimmer of understanding appeared in Cedric's heart. Perhaps this is the purpose of the school setting up those strange training courses - to make up for the little wizards' ability to deal with short distances.
shortcomings.
"Screw your magical gestures, don't forget, I can do the same!"
Before Diggory could be proud, a magic spell hit him hard on the left shoulder from the side, knocking the wand out of his hand. At the same time, Adrian Pusey on the ground took the opportunity to jump up and pounce on him.
After falling to the ground, the two struggled again. Cedric was also punched in the mouth, and blood flowed out instantly.
Following the example of Cedric Diggory, more and more Hufflepuff students dropped their wands and began to use the most primitive methods to pounce on the Slytherins closest to them.
It has to be said that the Slytherin students who have lived a wealthy life since childhood have a much greater advantage in basic physical fitness. Moreover, unlike the Hufflepuff students who came in a hurry, most of the people in the front row now are those with strong bodies.
The Quidditch players were huge, strong and powerful, so much so that the Hufflepuffs had to rely on numerical superiority to compete with them.
"This can't go on like this. The rush here is too chaotic."
Seeing the increasingly stalemate mess, Elena, who was sitting in the corner with her right arm folded, frowned slightly, turned her head and said to Hannah Abbott, who was guarding her side, with a hint of impatience in her tone.
Compared with the little lions of Gryffindor who have to face each other every now and then, the students of Slytherin House who are skilled in group fighting and single combat experience. The little wizards of Hufflepuff who have been gentle and friendly for too long, whether
Both his combat skills and physical fitness appear to be too weak.
Even with an almost overwhelming numerical advantage, it does not have any advantage in the "death" ratio. According to Elena's rough observation, in order to knock down a Slytherin student, Hufflepuff must at least pay
Two to three students are the price.
"But there's nothing we can do. We haven't learned even the simplest spell."
Hannah Abbott glanced warily at a certain white-haired dumpling that was about to move, her face straightened, and she immediately stood in front of Elena, and added with a stern face, "Wait a minute, you don't mean to think of a
People rush to fight, right? I tell you, don’t even think about it!"
Little Hannah can be said to be one of the few people who knows the most about this white-haired dumpling's trouble-making ability and craziness.
Even though Elena's face was filled with awe-inspiring tenacity, the fiery excitement in her lake-blue eyes had completely betrayed her.
"No, Hannah, listen to me carefully."
Glancing at the stubborn little Hannah with some helplessness, Elena rolled her eyes and said cautiously, "Look, in that central area, there are many injured and unconscious Hufflepuff seniors.
The seniors may be hurt twice or even multiple times at any time. Someone has to take them out of there, right? At this point, I feel like I am the only one..."
"I understand, Elena, you are right."
A look of seriousness appeared on Hannah Abbott's delicate and lovely face. She turned sideways and waved to a round-faced fat girl next to her, "Susan, I leave Elena to you. She is absolutely not allowed to sneak over.
Fight. If Elena really wants to mess around, Susan, just poke her right hand and make her regret the price of being a hero."
⊙?⊙!!!!
Elena's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at the limp little Hannah with an unbelievable look. She was once a gentle and lovely little angel, but how could she start to look like a devil in less than two days?
.
"No problem, what about you, Hannah?" Susan asked with some confusion.
"I'll go help Elena and bring everyone back."
Hannah stood up, tucked her long blond hair into the knitted sweater on her back.
Looking around at the other helpless first-year Hufflepuffs on the edge of the melee, the girl briefly recalled Elena's previous tone and actions, waved her hand forward vigorously, and said loudly.
"All Hufflepuff first years, let's go together and bring back the unconscious and injured seniors."
After saying that, Hannah lowered her head and rushed toward the center of the melee.
Standing not far away, Ernie McMillan and others, who were anxious and decadent because they were weak and unable to help, looked at each other, their eyes became firm, and with a serious expression as if they were looking forward to death, they followed Hannah closely.
The pace also rushed in.
"Even the first-year students who don't know magic are here. Do we upperclassmen have to sit back and watch? Anyway, I can't bear it anymore. Just deduct points. It just so happens that I have already treated those Slytherins.
It’s not pleasing to the eye.”
Seeing the group of small yellow and black badgers bravely rushing into the center of the "battlefield" where spells were flying everywhere, a neutral fourth-year Hufflepuff student on the edge of the corridor cursed in a low voice, pulled out his wand and joined in.
Arrived in the melee ahead.
"You're right, it's time to teach those arrogant guys a lesson."
"Let them see how powerful we are!"
"If I don't go up, I won't be able to stay in the academy anymore."
As nearly a hundred Hufflepuff "neutral people" joined one after another, the battle situation immediately changed drastically.
Slytherin, who was still fighting back and forth with Hufflepuff House, was suppressed almost instantly.