Chapter 119： International Wizarding Duel Competition (modified)

When night fell completely, the darkness swallowed the earth, the Ravenclaw Quidditch team members ended up and ended the practice.

The players walked and talked, comparing the performance of different brooms, and returned to the brightly lit Hogwarts Castle.

After saying goodbye to the team members, Allen returned to the dormitory to quickly wash, and then refreshedly went to Professor Flivi's office.

Just came to the professor's door, Allen raised his hand to knock, but the door creaked and opened his arms.

Professor Flivi held a magic wand and looked at Alan kindly. On the table in front of him, there were two plates of exquisite pastries and a large pot of honey citron tea. Even if Allen hadn't stepped into the office, he already smelled that sweet, sweet smell.

Stepped into the office, and Allen found that there was an empty space in front of Professor Flivi's thirteen excellent windows, which was obviously a venue for training Allen's duel.

"Come on, Allen, before we start training, we can talk about the duel. And you can also take a break. I saw you did n’t come back from the Quidditch training ground very long. You came here so quickly , Obviously needs rest! "Professor Flivi poured a large cup of honey citron tea for Allen.

"Thank you, Professor!" After thanking Allen, he picked up the teacup and took a big gulp. The sweet taste covered the whole mouth.

"For our wizards, dueling is not a patent for knights and nobles, nor is it just a dangerous game of fighting for love and defending reputation. In the history of the development of the magic world, it is still a long-standing legal system, a far-reaching Cultural style. This is a masculine masculine game that sounds like a knight taste, in fact, the founder of Gryffindor is good at this. "Allen just sat down, and Professor Flitwick Can't wait to open the topic, in fact, he was almost assigned to Gryffindor when he was in the branch.

I saw Professor Flivi talking frankly, with a glowing glow in his eyes. It's like fans seeing a wonderful ball game, children seeing sweet candy, and boys seeing their favorite girls.

"The duel of a wizard is definitely more than a good fight between private individuals. Once, a duel of a wizard can be regarded as a judging method for authenticity. It is believed that Merlin will guarantee that the truth teller will win the duel." Flitwick The professor sipped his tea and moistened his throat.

"Today, the International Magic Union will hold an" International Wizards Duel Contest "every six years. Wizards from various countries will participate to fight for the honor of their own country. This is also a measure of the development of wizarding power in various countries The appearance of the magic world. "Allen listened very attentively, watching the professor's words and actions.

Professor Flivi suddenly raised his tone, "And we have won the championship of the" International Wizards Duel Competition "for three consecutive times!" Professor Flivi's expression was full of pride.

"So when will the next International Wizarding Duel Competition be held?" Allen asked curiously.

"Six years later, in fact, this competition has just ended in your first grade summer vacation. As a former champion, I am very honored to witness the birth of a new champion, a master of courage and wisdom-Kingsley? Shaq Oh! "Professor Flitwick's tone was full of admiration.

"It's him!" Alan suddenly realized that Kingsley was a wizard with excellent ability. In the "Moon Gems" operation, Alan had already seen his extraordinary ability. This is a stable and reliable wizard. . With such a proud honor, super strength, and extraordinary performance.

"Do you know him?" Professor Flitwick asked in surprise.

"Yes, my brother Albert Harris is also an Auror, so I had the pleasure of meeting Mr. Kingsley? Shaker." Allen briefly explained the reason.

"Albert, I remember him, this is an excellent student of Ravenclaw! Transfiguration is extremely good, Professor McGonagall loves him!" Professor Flivi recalled Albert, and he was relieved.

"Of course, compared with them, Allen has better potential, but because of this, you have to hurry up and prepare in the past few years." Professor Flitwick is very proud, he firmly believes that Ai Lun is also the most talented student in Ravenclaw's history.

"Okay, it's almost time to rest. Let's move and practice training." Professor Flitwick stood up.

Allen also stood up respectfully and moved to the open space under the window with Professor Flitwick.

"You and the student of Leonard are of the same age, only to learn from each other. There should be no lethal magic in the duel, then there is a magic spell that is extremely useful in this case, it is-" Fry Professor Wei's words were not over, and UU reading suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door.

Professor Flitwick waved his wand, the door opened, and a Ravenclaw junior freshman ran in panic, "Professor, Roger and Slytherin's Marcus Flint fought. The Ravenclaw and Slytherin Quidditch players all looked very angry. If you do n’t stop it, the result will be unpredictable! "

"Thank you, Joseph, let's take a look." Professor Flitwick stood up immediately. Allen immediately got up from his seat and followed.

Thin, brown-haired Josephby led the way and soon came to the entrance hall on the first floor.

I saw a lot of little wizards pointing on the stairs and the corridor on the second floor, and many students of Slytherin and Ravenclaw pulled out their wands.

Suddenly came a loud "all petrification", a flash of light flashed, and Ravenclaw's chaser Bradley was hit by Marcus' curse.

The extremely angry Ravenclaws immediately fought back, and various colors of spells were intertwined in the air. You come and go, so lively!

"Stop it all for me!" Professor Flitwick's shrill voice drowned in this hustle and bustle, the scene became more and more chaotic, and even freshmen who had no magic spells in the first grade adopted Muggle fights. Torn and twisted together.

Allen secretly withdrew his wand behind Professor Flitwick and aimed at Marcus Flint, the fastest and most wanton Slytherin wand, "I fainted!"

Marcus was hit by the spell and fell to the ground. Penelope of Ravenclaw responded quickly with a few spells. Marcus's head grew densely red at a rate visible to the naked eye. Big bag.