Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Although Alice behaves like a lady, her words just now have the temperament of a queen touring the world, instantly shocking the whole audience.

But Percy and the other two in front of the Gryffindor crowd were almost angry to death. This was naked contempt.

Percy was usually quite stable, and he knew a little about Alice's strength, so his reaction was okay.

But Wood, the passionate Quidditch captain, was immediately angry, with his dog eyes wide open, pointing at Alice on the ring and scolding.

"Alice! Don't look down on me, I can beat you alone."

Millia is a relatively quiet Gryffindor, and her eyebrows are also raised at this moment.

"Alice, arrogance is not strength!"

Wood couldn't help it, he had already taken out his wand and ran to the ring.

Alice showed a smile that made the sun pale, the wand slipped from her sleeves to her palm, and she waved it casually.

A thumb-thick red sword shot out from the tip of the staff, blasting a big hole in the ground in front of Wood who had just stepped onto the stage.

Wood braked suddenly, and the dog's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief.

"Silent Disarmament Spell!"

Moreover, Alice's Level 4 spell was more than twice as powerful as Harry's before, and the casting speed was faster.

After all, Alice was already in the fifth grade, and her magic reserve and experience were much higher than Harry's.

Wood opened his mouth to say something polite, but he felt unconfident.

Facts have proved that strength is more convincing than words.

Percy had already brought the girl Milia to the stage with a serious face.

"Emily, I admit that you are very strong, but this is a points competition. Even if we team up to beat you, we only get one point. If you beat the three of us, it's three points. This is not fair."

Percy still had a brain, and there was a little trap in his provocative words.

Alice is a smart person, so she understands, but she doesn't care. She turns around and says to the two resentful fifth-grade snake duelists.

"I promise on your behalf that the result of this battle will be 3-3. The winner gets three points. Do you two have any objections?"

The two snakes glared at Alice, but they didn't dare to stab her.

The other party has been very prestigious in the Snake Academy recently. Not only is he valued by the chief, but his own strength is also recognized as the second in the academy.

The two looked at the platform and looked at Xiao Er with a pleading look, hoping that the chief can give them a fair fight.

Xiao Er had a headache when Alice made such a crazy statement.

The meaning of this arrogant woman is self-evident. First, she wants to boost the momentum of the Snake Academy, and second, she is not confident in the strength of the other two. She is afraid that they will continue to lose points if they lose. Three and one, maybe she also wants to prove her strength and deter the villains.

Looking at the pleading eyes of the two snakes, he pondered and said.

"You two should apologize and compensate them next time, Alice."

People are selfish and have close relationships, and Shaw is not a saint, so he is no exception.

Shaw would never admit that he noticed a familiar and unfriendly gaze staring at him from a bush farther away.

So the Snake Courtyard must win!

In front of the crowd, the two little snakes lowered their heads silently, with different reactions.

One was from a pure-blood elite family. He hated it secretly, thinking that Shaw had deprived him of the right to "play" with the little lions, and he didn't want to let himself stand out. This was naked suppression.

Then he complained in his heart: Humph, you won't be proud for long.

The other half-blood little snake felt a little lost and guilty, because he had tried very hard.

But the chief was obviously still worried about himself, afraid that he would lose, and envious of Alice's trust and strength.

Since Shaw had already made the decision, the others didn't say anything more.

He is so prestigious in two colleges now, even slightly overshadowing the two deans.

Although Mag had some complaints about this unfair duel, the advantage seemed to be on her side. As fair as she was, it was hard to say anything. As the saying goes, people have selfishness and closeness.

On the stage, both sides stood still.

Three people against one person, the advantage is huge.

It should be Alice who is nervous, but now Alice is very calm, with a strong mentality on the spot, and a glimmer of heat in her eyes.

The other two men and one woman, on the contrary, tightly grasped their wands.

As the duel ceremony ended, the announcer began to count down.

"Three, two, one, start!"

"Flames are blazing!!"

"Petrified!"

"..." (Silent disarmament spell).

After the countdown, the three people from the Lion Academy immediately launched their most proficient spells, and the red, yellow, and fiery spells with dazzling light all hit Alice.

Percy is the one who has mastered the fourth-level disarming spell, but his power is far inferior to Alice's. He must have just made a breakthrough.

Alice is faster and holds the wand above her head.Fang spun around gracefully, very elegant, even handsome.

"The fog is thick!"

A handful of black mist spread rapidly from Alice herself. When the mist spread to half of the ring, three spells were shot into the mist, which made the mist tumble and shrink continuously.

Then there was the sound of a broken shield, and the red, yellow and blue colors dyed the black mist colorful.

The people watching below were immediately dumbfounded. What were they looking at?

And Percy and the other three had lost the trace of Alice at this moment.

The three had good combat IQs. Before the fog continued to spread, they quickly stood back to back to assist in defense.

Percy also added a buffing spell to each of his comrades.

"Super perception!"*3.

The three immediately became alert and felt the dynamics around them carefully, but Alice seemed to have disappeared without any movement.

Wood was good at fire spells. He thought about it and immediately drew a circle of fire around him for warning. Miria was also ready to cast the armor spell at any time.

For a while, the defense of the three people was basically established. They were all quietly waiting for defensive counterattacks or waiting for the fog to be dissipated by the wind.

Although Shaw couldn't see the battle situation in the fog, he was very satisfied with the emergency response and combat wisdom of these people. He also learned a lot.

The battle is complicated. It is impossible to always be a one-on-one fair duel, so the strategies should be different.

Shaw's rhythm in each battle is very simple, all of which are powerful to crush the opponent.

But this is only useful when the gap between the two sides is relatively large. His target is the level of Voldemort and Dumbledore.

Not to mention the fantasy of defeating the strong with the weak, even if he really has the strength of a legend of the same level, those old guys have fought for dozens or hundreds of years, and their combat experience is rich and unfathomable.

So Shaw still has a lot to learn.

At this moment, the battle in the field changed again. Percy occasionally shot a test spell at the increasingly transparent water mist.

Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard. The three of them were immediately overjoyed and all burst out with all their strength to hit the muffled sound.

Under the exploding water mist, they saw a stone doll being blown to pieces. They immediately thought it was not good. Miria, who was the best at the armor spell, quickly chanted the spell.

But before the spell was successfully cast, a red light quickly flew over and knocked her away, and the magic wand also flew out of her hand.

Not only that, due to the problem of standing position, Emily also suppressed Percy and Wood behind her.

The two boys fell to the ground and saw that they were panicking and shooting spells.

The three defensive players lost their magic wands, and Alice did not hide. She used the advanced "curse counter" technique to pick up a petrification spell that almost hit her.

Then, Alice used the fourth-level disarming spell and the free continuous firing. Percy and Wood resisted with difficulty and were suppressed to the point that they could not raise their heads.

………….

The mist dissipated with the wind, Alice's green and silver skirt fluttered, and her blue hair also fluttered in the wind.

She looked calm, one hand on her abdomen, and the other hand gently pinched the magic wand and pointed it at the ground, a dashing temperament emerged spontaneously.

Alice glanced at her opponent who looked depressed, her lips slightly raised, and looked at the stunned audience.

All she needed to say was: Who else!