Hogwarts: Dirge of Magic

Chapter 219 The Quidditch Pitch

Standing at the entrance, Xifa was full of emotions.

No one knew that Tom, who kept a humble and sunny face, had such a violent villain in his heart.

look around.

The little wizard who lost the outer court was used as a conciliation agent.

The little wizards of the four colleges have changed back to their original appearance.

The little wizards of each college sit on the grounds of their own colleges.

However, Gryffindor and Slytherin were originally facing each other, but now they are next to each other.

If you sit like this, you won't make trouble, will you?

This smashing the field is literally smashing the field.

A group of people in Slytherin were boasting about how powerful Tom was.

None of the Ravenclaws of their own college had time to export.

Gryffindor, who couldn't stand the faces of the Slytherin gang for a long time, was the first to fight back.

It turns out that the old-fashioned pure-blood families in Slytherin have been spreading some rumors.

They provided the front-line materials, and the magic knowledge contributed by the wizard soldiers greatly improved their combat effectiveness. Even the leaders of the Ministry of Magic were excellent talents selected by their pure-blooded families.

That is, they secretly bewitch other wizards.

Your current life is given to you by us, and you have to shed your blood for us to continue to give you alms.

Although, most of the wizards in the four major academies still have their own thinking, most of them are qualified to refuse.

But the wizards in the outer courtyard...have their own thinking and have to choose to join.

Otherwise, you will become a dark wizard, or have your wand broken off, receive an Oblivion Curse, and become a 'Muggle'.

......

Just as Xifa worried.

The pure-blood family members headed by Abraxas were too ostentatious and provocative to the pure-blood family members headed by Char.

The two academies, which had accumulated too much grievances for a long time, fought in the Quidditch field.

This time, there was no professor to maintain order, but the two sides were quite restrained and did not use magic, but fought hand-to-hand with punches and kicks like Muggles.

In the end, the little wizards of Gryffindor are tenacious and brave, and most of the little wizards can fight two.

And there are far more wizards in Slytherin than there are in Gryffindor.

After playing for a while, Gryffindor gradually fell into a disadvantage.

When will Gryffindor overwhelm Slytherin?

Charle sighed inwardly, he took out his wand expressionlessly and stepped forward, wanting to stop the farce.

Seeing this, Abraxas also took out his wand and stepped forward to divide the battlefield.

However, the rampant smile on his face was so dazzling.

"This group of bastards, relying on their numbers, we are at a disadvantage every time we fight."

Beside Charl Weasley, a tall and burly senior, who had attracted a lot of firepower before, was panting. He wiped his nosebleeds, took a sip of blood, and then said in a vicious tone.

"It doesn't matter, they didn't take advantage of it either. These pampered masters are no match for us one-on-one."

Another grinning Gryffindor comforted him while smearing white essence on himself.

"I know, so when Char enters, we run away without lingering. Put some white essence on me too..."

Across the Gryffindor seat was the Slytherin seat, and they had no manners at this time, but they rarely smeared each other like Gryffindor.

They basically take care of themselves.

On the opposite stage, the little wizards of Hufflepuff gathered together, more or less holding some food and drink on hand.

Before the duel between Xifa and Tom started, they watched a big show.

Seeing that there is no excitement in the field to watch.

A little badger finally waited for the opportunity to take a big mouthful of the sandwich, and couldn't wait to chatter to his companions indistinctly.

"What do you think, how wonderful will the duel between Assistant Professor Kerwin and Riddle be? The assistant's Transfiguration is the level we dream of."

"That's right, the Slytherin guys are still trying to spread the word everywhere. They think that Riddle is sure to fight against the teaching assistant. If this is the case, Riddle's magic level is at least the same as that shown by the teaching assistant."

"It's really unimaginable, but also full of expectations."

"If you were asked to duel with the assistant coach, how many rounds can you last?"

"What you said, the magic that I can release at will now is flocks of birds, tarantella dancing, clear water like a spring, front teeth competing with big sticks...Slightly complicated crackling explosions require me to hold my breath to succeed. As for the most important things in the duel, except for your weapon, armor and body protection, all petrification, etc., I just concentrate on releasing them, and they all work sometimes and not."

"Having said so much, what's your answer?"

"Watch when the teaching assistant wants to knock me off the stage!"

...

"Senior sister? Don't we cheer for Xifa senior?"

A newborn little witch of Ravenclaw tugged at the sleeve of her senior sister and asked in an inexplicable tone.

"A battle without any suspense, the assistant coach Xifa doesn't need these scene words."

"Oh...Sister, why do you all call Xifa a teaching assistant? Isn't he a second-year student?"

The senior witch who sat elegantly looked at Mengxin in her club and sighed.

"This year the assistant coach rarely casts magic in the lounge, otherwise you will see all kinds of weird magic he masters."

"How strong is his Transfiguration... He conquered the whole of Hogwarts in his first year."

"It's a pity that this year the teaching assistant is unwilling to start a club..."

"It's about to start! It's about to start!" Before the emotion in my heart was over, the elementary school girl shouted loudly.

The senior sister didn't have time to cast a blank glance at the elementary school girl, and turned her eyes directly to the venue.

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swish - swish -

The ground of the Quidditch pitch is knee-high grass.

This kind of grass is special, and the grass blade will become extremely elastic when it is hit by a fast impact.

The purpose of planting it here is naturally to protect the little wizard who accidentally fell off the broom, and to provide the raw materials for transfiguration for the professor who performed magic rescue.

But now, Xifa and Tom came to the center of the field with difficulty amidst the expectations of everyone.

"Fighting with me in this situation, you have no advantage."

Tom smiled, but didn't answer.

"The Black Snake Out"

A snake emerged from the tip of Tom's stick, and hid in the grass.

"Well, just don't say that my venue is cheap."

Seeing that Tom had no objection, Sifer slowly pulled out his wand from his cuff.

"Wait!" Tom's eyes flashed red. "Since you think these weeds are an eyesore, let's build a dueling platform here."

"I don't think these green lives are an eyesore, but if you think about it, there's no problem. Ask for anything else, lest you lose and make excuses."

Sifer rolled the wand in his hand and made a series of wand flowers, and joked to Tom.