Homecoming from Hogwarts

In the sparsely populated primitive jungle, the plant density is extremely high, and blindly attacking would only waste one's magic power and physical strength.

With an indomitable momentum, like a sharp knife piercing the enemy's heart, the team led by Harry approached rapidly.

The sharpness of the sword made the two boys behind Victor change their expressions immediately.

They have been studying at Hogwarts for half a year. Whether it is Beauxbatons or Durmstrang, it is impossible that they have not heard of the physical education class taught by Professor Brain.

I have also heard Hogwarts students discussing the content of this course many times.

In those secretive rumors, Professor Brian trained his students as elite Aurors, and each of them had combat capabilities comparable to Aurors.

Students at Durmstrang and Beauxbatons have always scoffed at such rumors.

How can a young wizard who has not yet graduated compare in magic, physical strength and experience to an Auror who has been on the front line all year round and fights with dark wizards all day long?
When Viktor really faced Harry, Hermione and Ron who were about to attack them, the oppressive feeling that came over him really overturned his concept of physical education training!

It's not that he immediately agreed with those rumors, but the fearlessness and madness surrounding Harry, Hermione and Ron as they rushed towards him did move Viktor.

When they closed to within forty feet, a second round of attacks followed, but this time the aim was even worse, and even Viktor's own spell missed and flew into the air over Harry's head!

Thirty feet, this is a critical distance in a duel between the two sides.

An experienced wizard would never cast a spell at a fixed target at this distance. At the same time, this is a safe distance with room for evasion. If you get any closer, the benefits of your attack will not be as great as the risks of defense!

Harry took the first step!

This time, he did not use his signature disarming spell. The moment he landed from his flying state, a ball of blue spell light left his wand. It was not directed at any of the three Durmstrang people, but at Viktor's feet.

"Get out of the way!"

Although he has not received any dueling training, as the top seeker in the Quidditch League, Viktor's innate dynamic vision is even better than Harry's!

The trajectory of the spell that is just a shadow in the eyes of ordinary people can be clearly captured in his eyes.

Viktor knew that Harry's first attack was coming towards his feet.
But he didn't believe that Harry had missed the target. The most likely reason was that if they were hit by this curse, they might not even have a chance to recover!
With a loud roar, the agile Viktor rushed towards a rotten wood lying on the ground.

However, the two men behind him did not have Viktor's sharpness.

They only had time to step back and watch as Harry's magic hit the dirt five feet away.

Boom!

Just like a grenade explosion, the flying soil and strong air waves directly blew Polyaco and Lancarde away.

The honest boy among them met with misfortune. His head hit the tree hard, and then his eyes rolled up, revealing the whites of his eyes, and he fainted.

"Leave him alone for now, Polyarco!"

Victor looked up from behind the tree and saw Polyaco frantically crawling towards Lancard, as if he wanted to check on his teammates. So Victor immediately shouted,
"You can't help him, what we have to do now is to fight back!"

call out!
Something pierced the air with a sharp sound, piercing Viktor's eardrums.

His experience of dodging Bludgers made him not foolishly look to see what made the sound the moment he heard it, but he just lowered his head.

Swish!
Wood chips flew everywhere, and an ordinary branch pierced through the tree trunk in front of Viktor and nailed deep into the soil.

As the sun rose higher, the temperature in the forest became warmer, but Victor's back was wet with cold sweat!

He knew the three people who were besieging them. The red-haired boy was his fan. Victor knew that they were all nice people, but
The branch just now was thrown by the red-haired boy.

So cruel!

Victor's heart sank to the bottom.
"You guys."

A teammate's death seemed to make Polyaco extremely angry, but at the same time, panic made him unable to make clear judgments. He just dodged behind a tree, screamed in pain, and leaned out half of his body to launch a counterattack, but a red curse light hit his forehead accurately, and his body softened and slowly collapsed to the ground.

Viktor, who witnessed this scene, had his eyes wide open and his hands and feet trembling with fear.

He saw the girl he admired calmly cast a stun spell, and when the spell light left the wand, Polyaco was still hiding behind the tree. When the red spell light crossed the distance, Polyaco stuck his head out himself, as if he was hitting the spell himself!

Is it a coincidence?
Viktor glanced at Hermione and found that the girl looked calm about her achievements and did not show any surprise at all.

No, it's already calculated.

Victor immediately realized that this was too terrifying, and it completely overshadowed his understanding of the duel!
But at the same time, a surge of anger emerged from the bottom of Viktor's heart. As a proud Quidditch idol, he would not allow himself to be so cowardly when facing the enemy!

Viktor leaped forward with his hands on the ground, rolled on the ground and hid behind a spruce tree, away from the rotten tree that had fallen to the ground and was about to be blown away by the violent spell.

Then, there was the counterattack.

Having learned from Polyaco's lesson, Viktor did not rush to show up. Instead, he threw a blue moonlight in the direction of Harry and the others.

Rumble!
The clear blade of light cut through several trees, causing them to fall to the ground, raising a cloud of dust that made it impossible for the two warring parties to see each other.

After exchanging glances, Hermione and Ron quickly left Harry's back, crouching down to flank him from the left and right, while Harry -
He suddenly raised his wand and blew out a strong gust of wind to disperse the thick smoke. After catching a flashing black shadow in the hazy smoke, Harry slowly approached, and the waving wand even left an afterimage in the space.

Click!

The brilliant brilliance of the red lightning even overwhelmed the sun that shone through the woods. Wherever the lightning touched, there was a crackling explosion, and the air was filled with the smell of charred trees!

Harry was determined not to let Viktor raise his head. He did not care about the consumption of magic power and pushed his attack rhythm to the peak.

Hermione and Ron finally arrived at their reservation.

Viktor was stunned by the rain of explosions, and suddenly the pressure was relieved. But before he could think of how to fight back, he was facing Harry with his back against the tree, and suddenly a disarming spell came from a bush in front of him and took away his wand.
"School badge."

Harry, Ron and Hermione, whose faces were as pale as snow, surrounded Viktor. A trace of pity flashed in Hermione's eyes, but she still stretched out her hand to Viktor.

Viktor, who seemed to be soaked in ashes and sawdust, looked at Hermione with his mouth open. His eyes flickered. After a few seconds of silence, he took out a slate engraved with the Durmstrang school emblem from his arms.

Hermione snatched the school badge and whispered "sorry". The three of them rushed into the Forbidden Forest without stopping.
About ten minutes later, Draco and his men rushed into the battlefield.

The thick smoke that had not yet dissipated at the scene made the Slytherins' faces change. Draco scanned the battlefield with a sharp gaze and quickly found one of the two warring parties.

Victor did not hide himself. He, Polyaco and Lancard, who had just woken up, were sitting on the ground and resting against a tree.

The sudden appearance of a group of people stunned the three of them. Only then did they remember that in addition to the four warrior teams, there was also such a force on the field!
"Who are you fighting?"

Draco asked sharply.

Polyarco seemed to be about to speak, but Viktor glared at him, then looked at Draco calmly.
"Why should we tell you?"

If this was a real battlefield, the Slytherins would have a way to make Viktor speak, but unfortunately, this was an arena, not a competition field.

Draco's eye twitched.
"Give me the school badge if you don't want to suffer physical pain."

This group of people are also trying to snatch the school badge? !

Victor captured the key information, but he remained calm and just smiled sarcastically.

"Do you think we'll still have the school badge?"

(End of this chapter)