Homecoming from Hogwarts

Just like a real meteor hitting the earth, the moment the silver meteor shot out by Neville came into contact with the ground covered with fallen leaves, endless light flooded everyone's vision, and Astoria's thin body was blown away like a sad fallen leaf!
"Astoria!"

boom!
Draco roared wildly, and then his roar was suppressed by the storm that swept across the room like a plow through the ground.

The strong wind even forced Draco back several steps.

"Longbottom, I'm going to kill you!"

Amid the rumbling and whistling sound, Pansy's face was distorted and she screamed to move forward. However, due to her unstable body, the strong wind took away her balance. She rolled on the ground and was swept back more than ten feet by the wind!
Under this powerful blow, everyone present was affected to varying degrees.

The dirt and broken leaves kicked up by the explosion crashed into the woods. Blaise and Nott, who had just shown their heads to investigate the situation, were forced back.

The notes of Luna's music floating in the void were swept by the aftermath of the explosion and went out one after another. The backlash of magic power caused by this also made Luna frown slightly, revealing a painful expression.

As for Cedric.

His experience was similar to Pansy's. Cedric, who did not dare to relax at all in the face of Draco and Pansy, was hit by the storm on the back. He staggered and fell to the ground, rolling twice before he stabilized his body.

Just as Cedric was trying to get up from the ground, overcoming the gradually subsiding storm, a hand was extended in front of him.

"Neville?"

Cedric was slightly dazed as he looked at Neville's resolute face.

"Corner Blaise and Nott in the woods, Cedric!"

Neville grabbed Cedric's hand and pulled him up, then turned back to the panting Luna and shouted,
"Hold Parkinson for a minute. I want to face Malfoy alone!"

Steadying himself, Draco cast a frightened look at Astoria, who was lying motionless on the ground. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Neville with a fierce look.

"How dare you. Longbottom, I will make you regret what you have done!"

The tense battlefield immediately saw some new changes.

Pansy was just about to rush to Draco's aid. She didn't care whether she had to fight alone or not. The most important thing was to finish Longbottom off. However, before she could take a step, a series of colorful notes came through the air, forcing her to retreat again and again.

Blaise and Nott received almost the same treatment.

The forest is complex and full of obstacles. They want to break through Cedric who is determined to block them.
Nott and Blaise looked at each other behind the two trees, and suddenly ran in two directions.

However, Cedric seemed to have anticipated this scene. He did not attack the two men at all, but instead bombarded the trees in the forest.

For a moment, rocks flew everywhere and dust rose in the forest.

Delayed!
Neville, who had been paying attention to what was happening in the field, breathed a sigh of relief. According to the current situation, Luna and Cedric could buy him one minute.

"Longbottom"

Draco's breathless whisper startled Neville. His eyes refocused on Draco's face, and the distorted expression made him shudder.

"Want to show heroism, right? Like Potter?"

Neville was silent.

"I just want to defeat you and let this team win in the end."

"Then come and give it a try. Let me see how capable you are now!"

Draco roared and rushed towards Neville.

Neville was slightly surprised by this unwise behavior.

Anyone with a discerning eye knew that it was irrational to engage in close combat with a wizard holding a 'magic wand' that could chop. That was why Blaise and Nott had tried their best to stay away from him and prevent him from getting close.

And Draco actually crossed the safety line and attacked himself.

This action was undoubtedly very reckless, but at the same time, Neville also felt an indescribable sense of oppression from Draco's choice.

However, this could not change Neville's determination. When their eyes met, both of them could sense the unshakable determination in each other's hearts.

The two men ran towards each other, and when the distance between them was shortened to fifteen feet and they were about to collide in the next second, Draco stopped first. His gray eyes flashed fiercely, and he shook his wand lightly, and two black pythons as thick as wrists ejected with a whoosh.

After the two black pythons landed, their tails swung rapidly, and they approached Neville from the left and right directions.

Draco himself held the stick in his hand, narrowed his eyes and stared at Neville, but was not in a hurry to launch an attack.

Don't act rashly!

Neville immediately realized the danger of the situation.

Malfoy didn't attack because he was anticipating his own evasive movements, not giving himself breathing space!
Neville also remained calm, his eyes firmly fixed on Draco who was ready to attack, while the corner of his eyes was on the two venomous snakes approaching from the left and right.

One of the poisonous snakes swung its tail, leaving an afterimage in Neville's field of vision, and swam quickly behind him, while the other one appeared in front of Neville's right.

Two venomous snakes, about five or six inches long, were in the attacking position with their lower bellies pressed against the dead leaves, while the other half of their bodies were arched and swaying slightly. They opened their mouths towards Neville, revealing their sharp and calm fangs, their scarlet tongues constantly sticking out, and fierce light flashing in their dark red pupils!

In the tense arena, the brief silence between Draco and Neville was so discordant.

"What's wrong, Longbottom?"

Draco tilted his mouth and laughed sarcastically.
"Aren't you going to kill me?"

“I am in control.”

Neville said in a cold and domineering voice.

Without giving Draco a chance to continue talking nonsense, Neville's eyes suddenly became sharp. He took a step forward, bent his knees, and looked like he was determined to move forward.

This extremely deceptive posture immediately deceived the two poisonous snakes on the ground.

Like a spring compressed to the extreme, two poisonous snakes, one on the right and one on the back, suddenly rose from the ground, piercing through the turbid air like black lightning, and their pale fangs bit Neville's right arm and left shoulder!

However, Neville did not pounce on Draco as expected. Instead, he quickly adjusted his center of gravity, jumped up suddenly, and did a thrilling backflip to avoid the poisonous snake attacking from behind.

Draco's eyelids trembled, and he finally made a move after locking onto Longbottom's landing position. A black curse light, like an arrow shot from a bow, hit Longbottom's landing point directly!
It must be said that even though he was filled with rage, Draco still maintained admirable rationality.

The coordination of this round of attacks was perfect. Even though Neville unexpectedly completed an evasive move that an ordinary wizard could never accomplish, he could not escape Draco's fatal blow. It seemed so!

Draco's intentions were clear enough for Neville to not see them.

Neville somersaulted over in mid-air and swung his sword horizontally.

"There are many obstacles!"

Along with a cluster of blue-green sparks, the powerful barrier spell actually froze the two poisonous snakes in mid-air, and Draco's poisonous spell also slowed down when it was covered by the barrier spell!
Clang!
The silver sword drew a cold half moon in the air. With two loud bangs, Draco's two poisonous snakes turned into wisps of white smoke and rose up.

He dodged Draco's curse and moved closer to the sword. The failure of the first attack did not make Draco discouraged. A hint of viciousness flashed in his gray eyes, and he also rushed forward!

The silver sword slashed diagonally towards Draco's wand, but in the end it only cut off a few strands of golden hair. Draco lowered his head sideways, with his wand pointing directly at Neville's jaw, but the curse light that shot out from the tip of the wand was also dodged by Neville with a large backward movement!

The figures of the two people kept crossing each other at a close distance, and shrieking rays of curse light rushed in all directions. The narrow escapes made the audience who were watching the duel exclaim in surprise!

Soon, Draco's sportswear was torn into a mess, and the blood from the wound on his right shoulder dyed his sleeves red!
There was a burnt spot on Neville's forehead, and trickles of blood covered half of his face.

But the two men still acted without the slightest hesitation. Compared to the pain they had suffered at the hands of Professor Brian in physical education class, this little injury was insignificant.

As their figures crossed each other again, Neville and Draco's eyes met, and the two men once again confirmed what the other was thinking.

In this duel, someone must fall first!

(End of this chapter)