Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 157 Carol

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Most of the people in the stands only saw that Percy easily defeated his opponent, but they didn't know how complicated Percy's operation was just now.

First of all, you can't hear the mantra he is chanting. Others can't hear the mantra you are chanting, so naturally they don't know what mantra you are releasing.This little trick is not difficult and can be done after a period of practice.

What surprised Mike the most was not this.

In Mike's eyes, releasing a spell is like shooting a gun, and the released spell has its own ballistic trajectory like a bullet fired from a gun.But the spell released by Percy couldn't see the trajectory at all, as if it had hit the target the moment it was released.

Mike guessed correctly that this should be a special spell-casting technique.

Now Mike can already be sure that Percy is the heir of Slytherin, and the kind of spellcasting skills that can make the spell lose track is not something that Percy can obtain at all.

"Mike Mike! Don't be in a daze, Senior Carroll's competition has begun!" Just when Mike was deep in thought, Franklin suddenly said excitedly.

Waking up, Mike gave Franklin an annoyed look.

Why did Franklin become so blank now, didn't he see that he was thinking about something?

Thinking so in his heart, Mike didn't say anything, and looked at the arena below with a blank expression.

At some point, the head of the Hogwarts Student Council had already fought with her opponent, a Gryffindor student.

I saw one after another magic spells appearing with dazzling light, and under the surge of magic power, the entire duel field was filled with various magical auras.

"hu~hu"

Carol was panting violently, and the constant dull pain in her chest made it difficult for her to breathe.

This is an injury caused to him by his opponents in the previous rounds, and a mere week can't heal this internal injury at all.

Thinking of this, Carol subconsciously glanced at the hanging attic.

'Damn Lockhart!What broken rules are set? '

Just as she was cursing Lockhart in her heart, a bright red curse shot over while she was in a daze.

Carol, who was attracted by the hanging loft, had no time to dodge, and could only watch it hit her.

The red light collided with the armor body and exploded into fine powder, which gradually dissipated, but there were also several cracks in the armor body charm on Carol's body.

Scared into a cold sweat, Carol clenched her teeth, stared viciously at the Gryffindor player on the opposite side, and raised her hand to shoot a shot that smashed her body to pieces in return.

However, it was useless. The Gryffindor player on the opposite side didn't even move his footsteps, and with a flick of the magic wand attached to it, he knocked away the magic spell flying towards him.That's not all, after knocking off Carol's Bone Crushing Curse, he seemed to feel that the winning ticket was in his hands, and he actually showed a mocking smile to Carol in front of him.

Seeing this, Carol's teeth were about to be crushed, but there was nothing he could do.

Although he is the chairwoman of Hogwarts' female student union, his strength can only barely be regarded as top-notch among Hogwarts seventh graders.After all, in addition to strength, what the student council president needs more is management skills and social skills.

And the Gryffindor player opposite her was also a seventh-year student, and he was also the kind of outstanding student who was most likely to be recruited into the Auror army.This kind of high-level combat students are not those nerds who only have theoretical knowledge. The actual combat experience of the other party is no worse than the ordinary bands and batters of the Ministry of Magic.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party's injuries were more serious than his own, maybe he would have already lost by now.

The Gryffindor player on the opposite side was extremely relieved when he saw Carol's expression that was so angry that he was about to explode, but he couldn't do anything about him. The wound doesn't hurt much.

A right step lightly avoided Carol's hateful disarming spell, and the Gryffindor player's face gradually became serious, and he decided to end the match.

"Burning flames!"

A ball of fire exuding terrifying heat appeared on the tip of his staff. This was a variant of the Flame Curse that he painstakingly researched after being inspired by Mike.Although this fireball is far inferior to Mike in terms of flexibility, but in terms of power, it is really better than blue.

He believed that even if the fireball didn't directly hit Carroll on the opposite side, the shock wave and high temperature caused by the explosion of the fireball would still allow him to win the game.

Carol looked at the huge fireball in despair and murmured:
"Am I going to lose? Am I... still not as good as that person after all?"

Gradually, the cheering and cheering sounds from the surrounding audience and Lockhart's annoying commentary all disappeared, and the terrifying heat emitted by the huge fireball distorted the air around it, making it seem to be constantly twisting and changing, somewhat unreal.

I don't know if I had an illusion, but Carol just felt that the fireball that was thrown towards her slowly turned into a smiling face, a mocking, Mike's smiling face.

It was as if Mike was mocking her.

As if being stimulated by something, Carol roared hoarsely towards the fireball in front of him:
"I am not reconciled! Why? Why is it that I am not the one who is selected as a Ravenclaw seed player! Obviously, I am the highest-ranking student in Ravenclaw.

Why does Professor Flitwick always favor you!Obviously I was his favorite student before that!
Why!Obviously...Obviously I came first!

I want to prove it to everyone!I!Carol Mawson!Absolutely no worse than your Mike! "

A huge fireball slowly flew towards the hurricane, but before the ball arrived, the wind arrived first.

Standing in the strong wind, Penello has a resolute expression, and her long hair flutters wildly behind her, like a Valkyrie on the battlefield.The hearts of everyone in the stands twitched, their mouths opened wide and they stared blankly at the woman who was confronting the huge fireball.

Finally, Carol moved.

Not turning around and running away, nor raising hands in surrender.

Instead, he rushed towards the huge fireball!

"Are you crazy!" the Gryffindor boy yelled.

He couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure out why Carol wanted to win so much.This is not a life-and-death battle that must be fought, it is obviously just a game.

The fireball like the sun finally landed, and the endless flames completely engulfed Carol.

"boom!"

After a while, the violent explosion sound reached everyone's ears, and everyone in the field stood up and looked towards the duel field below.

Gradually, the thick smoke from the explosion gradually dissipated, and I saw that the place where Carol was standing had been replaced by a huge pit, but Carol was nowhere to be seen.

The circular duel field fell into an eerie silence. Everyone was looking for Carol with their eyes, and many pessimistic girls even cried out.

(End of this chapter)