I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 147 Treat each hand as if it is the last, and then don't be afraid of losing
Justin and Vesnina stepped onto the dueling ring, and they stood face to face. They first bowed, and then raised their magic wands to their chests like swords, and pointed them neatly at Turn back and walk to both sides of the dueling platform.

"Three-two-one-start!" Just as Lockhart's countdown ended, a red light flashed in Vesnina's hand, and a disarming spell shot towards Justin.

Justin also reacted quickly. After all, he was a man who had been trained in the mirror world. He quickly blocked the disarming spell with his armor.

But before he could catch his breath, Vesnina's spell came one after another. The armor protection he used in a hurry could not completely stop the spell. Justin was beaten staggeringly, looking up It seemed that the third spell was just shot from Vesnina's wand, and he rolled around like a lazy donkey, avoiding the third ultimate move.

In the past six months, he had mastered the tricks of casting spells in the lazy donkey roll, but what he fired subconsciously was smashed into pieces.

However, Vesnina is not a vegetarian, and easily and comfortably dispelled Justin's spell.

Even if Justin's posture is very ugly, it can't be regarded as a game. He avoids Vesnina's spell while rolling with his armor and lazy donkey, and occasionally throws a spell or two while rolling Interfering with Vesnina, but after all, there is a gap in strength. Soon Justin was hit by Vesnina's disarming spell, and the wand flew into her hand.

"Very good strength, especially for second-year students." With approval in her eyes, Vesnina walked over and returned the wand to Justin.

Justin didn't speak, took the wand dejectedly, and returned to Louis' side.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I screwed up..." His tone was full of self-blame.

"It's not your fault, Justin." Louis smiled gently and patted Justin's shoulder: "It's pretty good to last for so long, let's leave it to them."

"But..." Justin wanted to say something more, but was held back by Ron.

Ron whispered something in his ear, and Justin stretched his brows.

"Ah... that's right... no wonder." He scratched the back of his head, finally not in such a bad mood.

The second time, Louis was still not very lucky. Draco was selected by Chris, but Draco persisted for a long time, but still failed to escape the fate of being knocked into the air.

Lucius, who was at the guest table, looked at the big boy who flew upside down, showing a look of disgust that he couldn't bear to look directly at.

It seems that my father didn't run away.

After falling behind for two rounds, the students who had been somewhat optimistic about Louis now began to waver, and Fudge at the guest table was even more complacent, and even whispered to Dumbledore that only cleverness could help. Dumbledore just smiled deeply, no one could understand what he was thinking.

Lockhart on the other side of the duel ring was already radiant and red, and the joy of victory was always overflowing on his face.

It only takes one round, just one round, and he can completely defeat Louis and become the winner of this gambling fight.

He had already begun to think of Louis crying bitterly in front of him, lamenting the pitiful appearance of being blind before going against him, and he couldn't help laughing for a while.

"Can they do it..." The students below were also whispering.

Louis was about to say something to the remaining three contestants when the crowd stepped aside and Catherine walked towards him from the middle.

"I'm losing, Kathy," Louis whispered deliberately.

"Just lie to me." Catherine said with a smile, stretched out her arms to hold him in her arms, and whispered in his ear: "I came to see how you tease everyone. According to what I know about you, you must be holding back What a bad idea."

"That's right." Louis chuckled, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Let the second chase the third is the essence of the game."

Then he coughed, and Aslow suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What are the odds?" he asked in a low voice.

"One to twenty, the latest odds offered by Gringotts, master." Aslow said respectfully.

"Go ahead and buy one hundred thousand Galleons." Louis handed Aslow a check, and the latter slipped away like a gust of wind after taking the check.

After he finished all this, he turned his attention to the three remaining players.

"Okay, it's time for you to play, I have nothing to say, the current score is 0:2, that is to say, if we lose any round, we will completely lose this bet, so... it doesn't really matter, After all, we have nothing to lose." Louis shrugged and joked.

The three laughed lightly when they heard it.

"Okay, what I want to say is, everyone should play every game as if it were the last, and then don't be afraid of losing." Louis patted Hannah on the shoulder and asked, "Hannah, do you have the blacksmith hammer?" ?”

"Take... I took it." Hannah swallowed.

"In a while, you will probably be the first to go on stage. Remember to bring a blacksmith's hammer when you go on stage. Remember...you only need to cast the Iron Armor Charm for the whole process, and you don't need to use any magic to fight back. Just try to get as close as possible... After you get close , if he is decent, it’s fine to jump off the duel ring by himself, if he doesn’t want to be decent, you can help him to be decent, understand?”

Hannah took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Understood."

"Okay, I'm going to draw lots." Louis patted Hannah on the shoulder and walked onto the dueling stage.

Sure enough, he still didn't get the upper hand this time.

Bruce Topher from Hufflepuff chose Hannah as his opponent.

After saluting, they still distanced themselves. Everyone thought that Louis was going to lose. As for Hannah, a soft and weak woman, she looked petite and pitiful, and she didn't look like a fight at all...

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, Hannah carefully took out a blacksmith's hammer from under her skirt.

Hmm... She obtained Chito Isuzu's skirt in the process of strengthening the equipment. It is said that it has the effect of dimensional space and can hide anything under the skirt.

"I didn't expect our Professor Lewis to teach this kind of blacksmithing tricks." Fudge sarcastically said.

Bruce was engrossed and started with the disarming spell steadily, but he didn't expect that Hannah wouldn't even let go of the counter spell, but just cast the Iron Armor Curse wholeheartedly and ran towards him.

Hannah is indeed a weak woman, a standard force speed double A weak woman.

So, with the sound of bones breaking, Bruce was hit by Hannah with a blacksmith's hammer like a golf ball and flew to the guest table, just in front of Fudge.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry... I lost my strength, are you okay, Mr. Topher?" Hannah's soft voice sounded, showing a very concerned about Bruce.

But Bruce didn't have the energy to answer at all, he had been knocked out by Hannah long ago.

Madam Pomfrey, a professional team, took a few elves and carried Bruce to the hospital wing like a windmill on a stretcher.

The other four couldn't help swallowing, this girl is really too violent.

It looks soft and weak, how can it be so strong?Lockhart was a little puzzled.

But now it is two to one, so he is not worried, after all, he is the one with the advantage.

Hannah's victory gave great encouragement to the students. The moment Hannah won, the audience burst into applause, screams and cheers.

No one thought that Hannah, the blacksmith, would have such a hand. It was true that she stabbed everyone in the back with the Qinglong Yanyue knife.

Lockhart was still the first pick in the fourth game, and Louis was now a little bit in self-doubt.

Is this young master's luck so bad?

Kayn Arryn, a simple and honest boy from Ravenclaw, chose Hermione, a little girl with shaggy hair who still looks very weak.

After all, Harry, the savior, is too famous, and Hermione looks weak and easy to bully, so the answer is obvious, a fool would not choose Hermione.

But he found that he was very wrong.

The battle became intense from the very beginning. Unlike the others, Hermione could even cast magic with two purposes. When she was using the Iron Armor Curse, the other side could use the Disarming Curse to fight back, and the angle of the counterattack was varied. Caine now They all fell into self-doubt, even in his more than ten years of career as a striker, he had never seen such a wicked wizard.

Of course, what he didn't know was that Louis lent Hermione the runeword "spirit" crystal sword...

Just allow you to drink compound soup, and not let us order off-site equipment?

Finally, while resisting Caine's disarming spell, Hermione used the Fuchsia Charm to hang Caine up.

There was silence on the field, and everyone was shocked by Hermione's gorgeous magic combination.

"Fourth match... Hermione Granger, victory!" Seeing Fudge's mouth open and motionless like a toad, Professor McGonagall stood up and announced loudly.

The Gryffindors burst into earth-shattering cheers, this is Hermione, Hermione from Gryffindor, everyone is proud of it, especially Ron, he waved his arms in the crowd, Showing off: "See? That's my Hermione! It's my Hermione!"

"Okay, okay, I know it's your Hermione." The twins held down Ron who was still jumping, and the two looked at each other, and shouted in unison, "Ronald Weasley said he Love Hermione Granger!"

As soon as the words came out, the entire auditorium instantly became silent.

"Hermione Granger said she did too!" Louis responded loudly, not letting go of the fun.

At this time, the students finally came to their senses, cheered together, clapped their hands excitedly, and still called their names.

"Hermione! Ron! Hermione! Ron!" Everyone booed together, making Hermione and Ron blush.

Hermione, who ran down from the rostrum, came to Louis in a flash. If it wasn't for the fact that the game was not completely over, she would have been ashamed to go back to the dormitory.

"Uh, I didn't say that sentence just now." Ron came over and said dryly, his tone full of awkwardness.

"I know." Hermione was suddenly a little angry, she turned her head, and snorted, "It was Louis who made his own decision just now, I didn't... I didn't..."

"Uh, oh." Ron felt very discouraged all of a sudden.

"You just say you like her or not, and that's it, Ron." Louis interrupted because he couldn't see it.

"I... uh, well, look Hermione, you're a girl too," Ron said awkwardly.

"I really appreciate you realizing that." Hermione was still angry.

"Actually, it's normal to have a liking for girls. Are you talking about Hermione?" Ron hesitated for a moment, before forgetting to step on Draco: "After all, I'm different from Malfoy. a special hobby."

Hermione seemed to remember the embarrassing incident last year, and burst out laughing, while Harry's face darkened.

I treat you like a brother, but you kid teases me?

Hermione was about to say something when Lockhart cut her off.

"Okay, the last match is about to begin." Lockhart had a bad feeling. Could it be that Louis would make him chase after him?

As he muttered in his heart, Harry and the prison-looking Leon over there had already stepped onto the dueling ring.

After standing on both sides, Lockhart announced: "Three-two-one-start!"

Leon quickly raised his wand, and Harry blocked three consecutive spells with the Iron Armor Charm.

Harry's counterattack came soon, and after dodging, he shouted, "Serpentsortia!"

The tip of Leon's wand exploded, forming a small black hole. Harry watched in horror as a black snake two or three meters long emerged from the black hole - it looked about as thick as his thigh - It landed heavily on the floor between the two of them with a bang.

Then the giant snake raised its head, ready to attack Harry.

The crowd screamed and quickly backed away—this is human instinct, and humans have an instinctive fear of snakes.

Seeing that Harry didn't move, just staring at the snake, everyone thought he was frightened, but just when Lockhart wanted to judge Harry's defeat, he heard Harry speak out.

It was a hissing, very strange and eerie sound, which was completely beyond the capabilities of human beings.

"Sya-hassa-she..."

"Sya-hasi-heth!"

The huge black snake that was spitting out a message at Harry, ready to go, turned around almost instantly, bit Leon's neck with lightning speed, and then turned into bursts of black smoke Dissipated without a trace.

Louis' attention was not on the dueling ring, but on the guest table—he could clearly see that Headmaster Dumbledore was dozing off, and the moment Leon was bitten, his head was still down. Shen, his gray beard trembled.

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone looked at Harry with horror.

Louis didn't expect that Harry, who didn't need to take the blame, would take the cauldron by mistake.

Madam Pomfrey hurriedly brought Leon away with a few elves, it was okay, the snake shouldn't be very poisonous, at least his face is only a little purple now, and he can be rescued.

(End of this chapter)