Harry Potter Raven's Claw

Mike also stared blankly at the stage, which had mostly disappeared. He felt his temples beating non-stop, and a burst of excitement emerged deep in his heart.

"Is it so powerful? If this could be turned into a regular spell, wouldn't it be invincible?"

Professor Flitwick seemed to see Mike's inner thoughts and looked at Mike worriedly but said nothing.

Others around them started talking after reacting. Some students who advocated power were even a little excited, excitedly discussing the variant uses of the fire spell with their companions around them.

The fire spell that Mike just used is definitely the most powerful fire spell that young wizards like them have ever seen. It can be predicted that after today, a wave of research on fire spells will sweep across the entire Hogwarts.

Cedric was still slumped on the ground looking at the stage like Mike, his slightly trembling body showing his inner unrest.

According to this power, if he had been on stage when the fireball exploded just now, he would have been killed by now, right?

Although he knew that his safety was absolutely guaranteed with Professor Flitwick, Cedric still felt a palpitation in his heart.

The Hufflepuff students who had previously encouraged Cedric to go on stage to duel with Mike also reacted at this moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Cedric up from the ground, while asking him if he was injured.

One of them even tried to carefully pat the dirt off his body, but this was doomed to be in vain. At this moment, Cedric's originally neat school uniform robe had been burned into holes, and those burned out

The scorch marks cannot be removed at all.

Cedric was in a daze and couldn't answer their questions accurately at all. In desperation, the Hufflepuff students could only carry him to the infirmary. Before leaving, they glared at Mike angrily.

Mike stood up from the ground, his eyes still firmly fixed on the stage, not noticing Cedric leaving at all.

"Are you okay? Do you want to go to the infirmary?"

Professor Flitwick's voice came, and Mike finally came to his senses.

After looking down at his body, Mike replied with a still trembling voice: "No, I'm just a little exhausted."

Mike didn't lie. At this moment, Mike looked much better than Cedric. At least his robe was still intact and his hairstyle didn't turn into an afro.

In the duel just now, Mike was on the offensive side most of the time, and Cedric's few attacks were all neutralized by him. The only stain on his body was from when he crawled into the hole after releasing the last fireball.

"Anyway, let's get out of here first." Professor Flitwick looked at the people who were still talking about each other and motioned for Mike to follow him out of the auditorium.

Mike did not refuse and walked out obediently. Only the anxious Lockhart was left in the auditorium comforting the excited little wizards. Flitwick ran away. He alone could not repair the stage that had been completely changed beyond recognition.

, the next duel can no longer proceed.

With a flash of inspiration, Lockhart thought of a solution and ordered Hermione and other Duel Club staff to move the long table that had been moved elsewhere to the auditorium. After covering the table with purple linen, Lockhart announced:

A round of duel takes place on the long table.

Mike followed Professor Flitwick as he walked through Hogwarts Castle. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

Finally, Professor Flitwick stopped when he came to a deserted corner. At this moment, he was thinking about turning the fireball into a regular spell, and Mike almost stopped the car and hit him.

"Do you know how dangerous it was just now? You almost died on the stage!" Mike scolded Professor Flitwick as soon as he stood firm.

Professor Flitwick's voice was very low, as if he was afraid of being heard by others, but Mike could still hear the overwhelming anger in his voice.

"I'm sorry, Dean, I will never use that kind of magic spell in a duel in the future. I just don't want to disappoint you." Mike did not choose to defend himself, but decisively lowered his head and admitted his mistake with a very sincere attitude.

Although Mike knew that under the protection of Professor Flitwick, he and Cedric would never be injured by the explosion, but this was obviously not the time to say such things. This time it was indeed his own fault. He underestimated the power of the fireball.

power.

"Wrong! That's not what I'm talking about! Your fireball doesn't fly very fast. It's easy for me to save you!" Professor Flitwick became even more angry when he heard this. "What I'm talking about is why you need to risk forcibly increasing the power of the fireball. You know

Didn’t you know that the fireball would explode at the tip of your stick if you failed to do so just now? Even I can’t save you from such a close distance! Fortunately, I always thought you were a smart kid, but it turns out you are also a fool.

!”

As if he felt that what he said was too harsh, before Mike could reply, Professor Flitwick lowered his tone and continued: "I'm sorry, I said it a bit too much. But what you did before was really too dangerous, and you will have to do it in the future."

I can already foresee that you will become a great wizard now. You don’t have to be impatient, just take it step by step. Promise me, kid, you won’t do that again in the future.”

Flitwick's last gentle words were like the warm winter sun, which quickly dissolved the grievance that had arisen in Mike's heart because of Flitwick's previous words, leaving only warmth.

"I promise you, and thank you, Dean."

Thousands of words turned into such a simple thank you. Mike's words made the emotional Professor Flitwick blush.

"You brat, why are you thanking me?" He punched Mike lightly on the arm. Professor Flitwick wiped the corners of his eyes and said with a choked voice, "Okay, I've been nagging an old man for so long.

It's getting late, you just went through such a fierce duel, you must be tired, go and rest."

Mike bowed to Flitwick and said goodbye. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Professor Flitwick again.

"That's right! This is your first victory in a formal wizard duel. According to tradition, you have to celebrate it." Professor Flitwick slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "Well, tomorrow happens to be Saturday.

, to celebrate your victory over a powerful enemy, how about coming to my office for a big dinner tomorrow?"

Mike agreed with a smile, and then walked towards the Ravenclaw lounge under the watchful eye of Professor Flitwick.

Arriving at the dormitory, Mike threw his tired body on the bed. Listening to the squeaking sound of the bed board, Mike slowly calmed down, and a serious problem emerged.

How to defeat Cedric?

Just like Professor Flitwick said, his victory today was largely due to luck, so how on earth can he defeat Cedric, who is like a tortoise?

Mike thought hard for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution, and finally fell asleep under the influence of sleepiness.