Chapter 35

Although the game between Harry and Malfoy was interrupted, Snape didn't stop. He continued to play in groups one by one.

But I can't afford the wonderful spell duel between Harry and Malfoy just now. The rest is very water. After all, this group are wizards in grades 1 ~ 3.

The mastery of magic spells and all kinds of knowledge are limited. Of course, those senior students can't say how good the actual combat is, but they are more skilled and diversified in the use of magic spells.

"Next group, Granger and EBO... Granger... EBO, you'll be with Ginny Weasley."

Snape said HEMA and Hermione, and suddenly remembered that Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger slipped away without a match.

"Hey?!" HEMA is also suddenly confused. Who can you do, Ginny Weasley? I'm really not sure.

She is still under Voldemort's control now. If she hits, she will suddenly give me an awada to eat a big melon. I can't stand it if I have dragon scales!

After all, Avada is not only an ordinary physical destruction, but also the three Unforgivable Curses. From the perspective of heart piercing, bone gouging and soul snatching spells, they are not only the black magic that damages the surface, but also destroys people from the inside.

So it's the same thing that awada can kill without leaving scars. Therefore, the Phoenix can be immortal under the killing curse, but he doesn't dare to gamble.

But looking at Snape's hurried expression, HEMA frowned and slowly stepped onto the stage. The armor spell was useless, so she had to hide.

Ginny also stepped onto the stage, but she didn't feel any special change. Her spirit was ok, and her red hair was like a blooming rose bush.

"HEMA EBO shouldn't bully girls."

"Alas, if you duel with miss know it all, you won't be bullied by the senior and the junior?"

"Well, you're wrong. AI Bo has been playing in several senior grades. Although he says he's very calm recently, his strength is absolutely strong. It's not very good to cast spells without a staff and silently!"

"Isn't that about as good as the teachers!"

"Maybe."

"How is that possible? Teachers master so many spells."

"But look at Lockhart ~"

……

After hearing the following discussion, HEMA also tilted her lips. Really, don't expect so much from me. I'm really a normal student level in addition to being strong in melee!

"Ginny Weasley, HEMA Abbott! Ready! "

HEMA and Ginny bowed to each other, then withdrew from a distance of 5 or 6 meters and put on a fighting posture, but HEMA thought about it and put the wand in her pocket.

He's not used to it. He swings around with a small stick. He seems to be born to cast spells without a stick. In fact, the principle is also very simple.

His body and scales act as the shell of the wand, while his organ nerve structure acts as the core of the wand. In addition, he has a large amount of magic, so he can cast spells directly.

"Ginny, come on!"

"Come on! ~"

The little lions of Gryffindor and the brothers of Weasley's family also cheer her up. HEMA is very miserable.

But the next second, he saw Miss Astoria in a hood raise her hand and wave to him. She was not tall enough and stood on tiptoe. HEMA also smiled strangely.

Many girls saw HEMA's rare smile, and the identity of the heir to the secret room was washed away, many little girls also beat with a bang.

"Ai Bo is so handsome ~"

"He's always handsome, but he's younger."

"It's okay to be young, you can..."

Although HEMA didn't hear the girls' discussion, he suddenly felt cold when he listened to the faint smile.

"Ready... Start!"

"All petrochemical."

Before HEMA could react, Ginny's attack burst into action!

But just when everyone thought that HEMA didn't use a magic wand and would be killed carelessly, HEMA raised her hand gently.

With a dull bang, the spell hit his arm directly, and then completely cracked, turned into a little light debris and dissipated completely.

"Come again." HEMA narrowed her eyes and walked towards Ginny.

"All Petrochemical!"

"Mantra stop" HEMA stretched out her palm, a blue light flashed, all petrified directly in front of her, and then continued to walk forward.

"Instant ignition!" A red light flashed and directly hit HEMA's palm. A flame exploded, but it dissipated completely before it spread.

HEMA glanced at Ginny and confirmed that this is the most powerful spell Ginny can use under normal conditions. After all, she is only in grade two. What harmful spell is there.

"Those magic spells were destroyed by him with his fingers, which is just like reading those story books!"

"My God, what will happen if he goes to Ginny's side? It feels terrible. "

In the remaining few seconds, HEMA seemed to be incarnated as a great demon king, walking forward in a leisurely way, getting closer and closer, and Ginny's forehead also appeared a trace of sweat.

"Falling apart!"

“！” Snape glared. This spell can't be accurately used by a second grader. It's easy to happen!

But HEMA took a look and shook her sleeve again. She saw that the cuff was torn open once, revealing her white arm, but there were no scars on her arm.

"It's over, Miss Weasley. Cast the spell quickly and accurately."

HEMA finally came to Ginny Weasley. He whispered and slowly pulled out Ginny's wand under everyone's eyes.

Gently, the wand floated in the air. Then he threw his robe, jumped off the competition platform and walked towards the door of the auditorium.

"HEMA EBO!"

I don't know who shouted, and a burst of applause rang out from the audience! Although most of them are Slytherin's little wizards.

The little wizards looked at the back of HEMA and felt the charm of HEMA for the first time.

"This one, HEMA EBO wins!" Snape glanced at HEMA. I have no doubt that this child will be a powerful wizard beyond Dumbledore and Voldemort in the future, both in the dark and in the light.

But the faster he grows, the more changes Dumbledore's plan will be attracted, and of course, the attention of those hidden in the shadow.

"What will you end up on, HEMA EBO?"

"Professor Snape?"

"Lockhart, you continue with the senior. I'll have a rest first."

"Of course, at will." Lockhart waved his hand and remembered the pain he had just fallen to the ground.

HEMA walked out of the auditorium, and Astoria followed, but before he could take a few steps, he coughed violently.

"HEMA?!"

"Cough! It's all right. It's just that my arm hurts. "

"Or go and see Mrs. Pomfrey." Astoria's little face under his hood looked nervously at HEMA.

"I just didn't expect that it was fragmented. It's definitely not something a second grade can do."

"Then you still take it by hand, really!" Astoria also puffed up her little face and looked at HEMA.

"You feel bad ~?" HEMA stretched out her left hand and gently crossed her little face.

With a snap, HEMA's hand was knocked off directly.

"It hurts!"

"Hum ~ don't pretend. I'll go back to see the duel."

"Oh, wait for me, I'll watch it again ~!"