Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

After a while, the dueling field became noisy again, and everyone in the stands talked a lot.

Lockhart in the suspended attic was sweating nervously, and frantically directed the staff on the scene to the magic microphone to search for Carroll's trace.

In this 12-to-8 duel match, Flitwick was not on the field because he still had to attend class. Although other professors claimed to be able to help with the job of keeping students safe during the competition, they all refused out of face.

In Lockhart's vision, this is just a group of young wizards who haven't graduated yet. Even if they do get angry, how much damage can they cause?

But now the accident has really happened. If Carroll dies, then Lockhart will be finished. Not only will his reputation be ruined, but the Mawson family will continue to come to him for trouble.

Everyone in the audience was worried about Carroll's safety, and even the Slytherin students who were usually at odds with Ravenclaw Academy didn't sneer. The shrewd Slytherins were not fools. In this situation, if he sneered again, he would have a deadly vengeance.

Different from everyone's reaction, a faint smile appeared on Mike's face. With his magical perception, he had already seen everything that happened on the field. Carroll won this game.

On the field, the Gryffindor player stared blankly at the giant pit in front of him, and knelt down with a thud.

"I... I killed someone?" he murmured incoherently, "I didn't do it on purpose, she hit it herself! My fireball is flying so slowly, as long as she wants to dodge, she will definitely be able to dodge it! "

Just when the Gryffindor player lost his mind, the ground behind him trembled slightly.

The ground trembled more and more frequently, and gradually, the Gryffindor players also felt the abnormality. However, his mind was greatly affected, and he did not think about the origin of this abnormality at all, and just instinctively looked back.

I saw a small hand with sharp claws broke out of the ground and quickly pulled the soil. After a while, a chubby marmot appeared in front of the Gryffindor contestant.

This marmot is much larger than the average, standing nearly 60 centimeters tall, and the color of the fur on this marmot is very strange, not like ordinary khaki or brown, but more like The black color of the Hogwarts school uniform robe, and the piece of fur around its neck is a strange light blue.

Staring blankly at the groundhog that suddenly appeared in front of him, the Gryffindor player's mind went blank.

Are the groundhogs in the UK already overrun?

This was his first reaction, but he quickly rejected the idea.

It's winter now! Groundhogs hibernate! wait, isn't this...

Just when his brain was running fast, the groundhog blinked his right eye very humanely. The next moment, the groundhog's body distorted and expanded rapidly, and in just one second, the groundhog became Carol.

"I'm sorry, I want to win!"

The recovered Carroll was covered in mud, and she waved her wand forcefully at the Gryffindor who was kneeling on the ground. A red light flashed, and the Gryffindor was knocked out, and his The wand also dropped in mid-air.

The Gryffindor player instinctively wanted to get up, but as soon as he looked up, a wand with a magical aura rested on his forehead.

The entire dueling field fell into a strange silence again, and everyone on the scene was shocked by this sudden scene.

I don't know how long it took before Lockhart in the suspended attic reacted and shouted hysterically into the microphone: "Victor! Carol Mawson! It's such a superb body shapeshifting technique, contestant Mawson was just in the nick of time. At the time, I turned into a groundhog and got into the ground to escape the explosion! Thank goodness! I mean, I didn't have time to rescue just now, but I already saw through it all!"

Lockhart's excited cry seemed to be a switch,

Everyone in the audience cheered, and some even controlled the wand to spray colorful petals at Carroll below. Suddenly, countless flowers rained down, turning the entire duel arena into flowers. of the ocean.

The Gryffindor player who was pressed by Carroll's wand to his head also reacted and saw that he hugged Carroll's hand holding the wand.

"Merlin's beard, you're not dead! You're not dead!" he said in a choked voice. "You scared me to death! I thought I killed you! It's great that you're not dead!"

Carroll looked at the Gryffindor who was crying with joy while holding her hand in front of her, feeling a little overwhelmed.

She had guessed that her opponent would be angry and shy after being defeated by her sudden blow, but she just never thought that her opponent would hold her hand and cry bitterly.

"Uh, it's alright, am I alright?" Carol smiled dryly to comfort the big boy in front of her, and at the same time she stretched out her left hand to pull his head off. The other party wiped her snot and tears on her sleeve. It made her feel a little sick.

But at this moment, the Gryffindor player was not willing to let go after experiencing the intense stimulation of great sadness and joy. No matter how much Carroll pulled, he would not let go. In the end, it was the staff on the field who came up and dragged him away.

Shaking her hand, looking at the Gryffindor player who was still crying in the distance, Carroll's face also showed a smile.

At this time, Lockhart also went down from the suspended attic to the field, and saw that he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a purple handkerchief, raised one of Carroll's hands, and shouted loudly: "Let us again Cheers to the winner of this game, Carol Mawson! Thank you for this amazing game for us!"

Everyone on the stage cheered again. At first, it was a messy applause, but after someone took the lead, everyone began to call Carroll's name.

Carroll, whose hand was raised by Lockhart, listened to the uniform cheers coming from her ears, and looked at the flying petals, feeling like she was in a dream.

Instinctively, he looked towards the stands of Ravenclaw, and saw that Mike in the stands also stood up at some point, and was cheering with the surrounding classmates at the moment.

Looking at Mike's hoarse blushing, Carroll suddenly burst out laughing.

At this moment, she only felt that her original strange thoughts could not be more naive, and Carroll raised her other hand and shook her desperately towards the Ravenclaw stands.