The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

Draco finally got his coveted poker card, if only temporarily.

He kept admiring the playing cards with a red and blue halo and a throne pattern printed on them.

"It's so beautiful."

Shaw ignored the self-absorbed Draco, called Kreche, handed him a note, and whispered some instructions.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

Chapter 36 Midnight Duel

If there is something, it will be long, and if there is nothing, it will be short.

Soon, the whole day passed.

Hogwarts after curfew is actually a bit gloomy, and there are no lights in many places.

Draco walked in the dark corridor with an oil lamp, and from time to time, it illuminated portraits of various shapes on the wall.

"Son, turn off the light, it's disturbing me to think about life."

"Jie Jie, little guy, do you want to play hide and seek with me?"

Draco would be startled when encountering scary and weird portraits.

He regretted not bringing Goyle and Crabbe with him, why did he let them stay in the dormitory to practice spells!

What Draco didn't know was that there was someone following behind him.

It was Xiao Er who was wearing the illusion spell.

Draco went around all the way, and finally came to the prize showroom.

Seeing that Harry and the others hadn't come yet, they eagerly looked at the various honors that the seniors had won in the past.

When seeing a piece of record James Potter was the suitor and led Gryffindor to five consecutive Quidditch championships.

"It's no wonder Harry is so gifted in flying, that's what it is, but it's nothing, what Xiaoer said is right, combat power is everything."

After a while, Harry arrived with a total of 4 roommates with a guilty conscience.

"Draco, you're here, you haven't been spotted."

Draco said suspiciously and dissatisfied.

"Why are there only 4 people? I said I would fight 10!"

Harry was in a dilemma.

"George and Fred are going to distract Filch and his Mrs. Norris, and will be there in a moment."

Ron beside him looked very proud since he "reunited" with Harry.

"Hey, Golden Retriever, you are so arrogant, there are 4 of us here, and I can take care of you by myself."

Draco raised his pointed chin, his eyes full of contempt.

"Just you? An idiot who uses floating spells is worthy of fighting me? Xiao Er's words are right. The water is too deep and the wind is too strong, so I don't have the strength to hold back my words!"

"Damn!"

Ron blushed, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fuck Draco, but Harry grabbed him tightly.

"Ron, don't be impulsive!"

Draco pulled out his wand and continued to sneer.

"It's really barbaric. Shaw said that we are elegant wizards, not monkeys squatting on trees and fighting."

Draco, who went from "My Dad Said" to "Shor Said", drove Ron to death, and he pushed Harry away, roaring at Draco as if to punch him.

Draco was a little nervous, but forced himself to be calm, holding the poker cards in his left hand and pointing at his wand in his right hand.

"Fuchsia!"

A ray of yellow light hit Ron who was close in front of him, and the opponent's body turned instantly, and he was hung in the air. His robe slipped and exposed the woolen pants on his legs.

"Ah, ah, put me down! You bastard!"

Although Harry was annoyed at Ron's recklessness, he pleaded with Draco.

"Draco, can you put Ron down first?"

Draco pouted.

"For a while, the duel has already begun, which one of you will continue?"

Harry sighed, it would be better for Ron to hang up for a while and wake up, Shaw is really right.

The water is too deep and the wind is too strong, so I don't have the strength to hold back my words!

Harry took out his wand and said to Draco.

"Seamus and Dean haven't learned the spell yet, so let's decide by two points. I say three two one, and the duel begins."

Draco nodded solemnly, and his grip on the wand tightened.

Harry has worked as hard as Draco these days, often pulling Hermione to study together.

In addition to the levitation spell, he also learned a natal attack spell: disarm.

Some people's talent in a certain spell does have a bonus, like Goyle, who can learn Fiendfyre at a young age.

"Three, two, one! Disarm you!"

"Fuchsia!"

Two rays of light, one red and one white, staggered, and Draco and Harry each dodged to the side after casting the spell, still a little bit of fighting consciousness.

But apart from the fact that the first hit hit the head, the next two people were completely blindly shooting spells.

You shoot me, I shoot you.

Who wins and who loses depends entirely on God's will.

Xiao Er, who has been wearing the illusion spell, looked at it not far away. .

He is holding a camera in his hand at the moment, squatting in the shadows, looking like a paparazzi, ready to record a beautiful life at all times.

Watching Draco and Harry fall in love and kill each other, even after a few minutes.

After estimating the time, McGonagall is almost there.

Shaw could only make a secret move, taking out his wand was a silent levitation spell.

in the field.

Harry was about to roll his donkey to avoid a spell, when suddenly something knocked his foot, and he was hit by a yellow light just for this delay.

His body also turned over in an instant, and he was hung in the air. The wizard robe slid down, revealing his naked body...

Harry, who was hanging upside down, hurriedly covered it, while saying helplessly.

"Draco, you won, let me down."

Draco is very proud now, he has defeated the savior.

After hearing Harry's words, he had no objection, but suddenly realized that he hadn't learned counter-curse yet!

Draco's face collapsed.

"That, that, Harry, I haven't learned how to break the curse yet."

Harry's head was congested, and he was ashamed to keep trying to cover up the cutie.

But Draco's words made Harry want to die in place.

Ron was even more desperate.

"Ah, what should I do, I can't hang here all night, I will become a joke of the whole school."

Draco was also anxious, but at this moment, a voice full of disappointment came.

"I think it might be good to hang it overnight, so that you can know that magic spells cannot be used indiscriminately."

The three of them plus Seamus and Dean, who had been acting as cheerleaders, turned their heads together.

I saw Professor McGonagall with a serious face leading the winking twins slowly walking over.

"Gentlemen, can you tell me why you showed up here during the curfew, with bruised noses and swollen faces?"

Several young wizards were silent, but Draco remained calm.

Xiao Er assured him that even if he was caught, there would be no other punishment except point deduction.

Mag pursed his lips, his chest heaved violently, obviously very angry, and then said sternly.

"Group night excursions, brawls, and teasing the castle administrator, very good, really good."

"Gryffindor, everyone will deduct thirty points, and you will be locked up for a month. As for Mr. Malfoy, Slytherin, you will be deducted twenty points. As for your penalty of isolation, I will inform Snape."

Harry and the other newcomers looked desperate, except for confinement, Gryffindor was deducted almost 200 points.

I'm afraid I will be scolded to death by others tomorrow.

The twin dead pigs were not afraid of boiling water, but they looked indifferent.

And McGonagall has already decided in his heart at this moment, Gryffindor can't go down like this, and, they haven't won the Academy Cup for a long time, Mao Mao thinks it's too much!

......

When Draco returned to the dormitory, instead of being depressed by being deducted points, he was extremely excited.

Facing Shaw, who came back early, he boasted about his record.

"Shor, I won, I won, haha."

Shaw waved his hand to stop his laughter, and stepped forward to straighten Draco's collar carefully.

Thinking that in order for Draco to grow quickly, he still needs to beat more.

"Draco, when will you learn to be calm, some small achievements, not worth bragging about, why do you think I'm proud?"

Chapter 37 The tacit understanding with Sijiao