HP: Wizards at Hogwarts

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Voldemort?!

This guy just called the mysterious person by their real name?!

"Merlin's beard!!"

Several young wizards screamed and ran out of the large classroom.

Several young wizards huddled together, afraid to move or speak, their gazes fixed on each other.

With just a name and an attitude, the group of Slytherin students who came looking for trouble were immediately terrified, their legs going weak and cold sweat pouring down their backs.

"You—you—you—you actually called out that name—"

The Slytherin upperclassman—Marcus Flint, the prefect of the fifth year—was pointing a trembling finger at Elaine, his gaze unfocused and his speech incoherent, as if he had seen some terrifying monster.

The arrogance, haughtiness, and domineering attitude that had previously clung to his face vanished without a trace at this moment.

"Yes, I shouted it out. How was that?"

"Aren't you afraid?"

Elaine stepped forward.

Flint took a step back.

Elaine took another step forward.

Flint took another step back, but accidentally bumped into his companion behind him, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

Elaine finally stopped and looked down at Flint with disdain in his eyes.

"It seems you really don't dare."

"You're afraid of even a name? Are all pure-blood wizards cowards like you?"

Flint stammered, "I—I'm not a coward—"

"Don't even mention me, no one in the entire magical world dares to call that person by their name!"

This fact gave Flint a strange sense of power, so he repeated what he had just said.

"Yes, I'm not a coward!"

"On the contrary, you, a Muggle, have no idea how terrifying the mysterious man is, which is why you dare to call him by his name."

"That's recklessness, just like those stupid lions of Gryffindor. It's not courage at all!"

Flint seemed to have found a breakthrough, and his confidence returned.

Am I not brave enough?

"So, who was the one who drew the Gryffindor sword during the Sorting Ceremony?"

Flint's expression froze: "It's—it's you—"

"Yes, it's me!"

"My courage is certified by the sword of Gryffindor; it is true 'bravery,' beyond question."

"Isn't that enough to prove I'm right and you're wrong?!"

Flint felt as if he were facing an impregnable fortress; his momentum vanished, and his spirits plummeted.

Elivin ignored him and looked up at the group of terrified Slytherin students behind him.

"Whether you pure-blooded bastards are heroes or cowards is none of my business."

"However, all members who join the study group are my friends."

"Everyone knows that Hufflepuff values ​​friendship the most."

"If you intend to force my friends to do something against their will, that is tantamount to declaring war on me."

"I will do anything to help my friend!"

"If you're prepared to fight me because of this, no matter how many of you come, I'll take them all!"

Elaine's voice gradually rose, and his tone became impassioned, powerful, and infectious.

The young wizards around him were completely absorbed in his voice.

"As I said before, the prejudice in the British wizarding world stems from Hogwarts' sorting system."

"Now, I have finally managed to bring the students of the four academies together, and I hope to improve the atmosphere of the academies and bring order to the chaos in the magical world."

"If certain unscrupulous individuals and scheming villains want to destroy the unity that Hogwarts has worked so hard to build and cause the four houses to split again for their own selfish reasons—"

"Then I, Elavin Yakut, will fight these people to the bitter end, at all costs!!"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Everyone was both shocked by Eleven's unwavering determination and admired his courage in declaring war on all those who stood in his way.

That line, "I'll fight to the death for my friends," is simply the best Hufflepuff-style statement of the century!

The Slytherin students exchanged glances, all of them seeing the reluctance on each other's faces.

Having said all that, if they were to take action now, not only would it enhance Elavin's reputation, but they themselves would also be branded as "disrupting unity," "dividing the academy," and "discriminating based on bloodline"!

"Or, we—"

Just as some Slytherin students were planning to retreat—

He collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious!

"Fuchsia!"

"They'll all be petrified!"

"Grinning widely!"

"Tarantella Dance!"

Several white-glowing spells shot out from the crowd, aimed directly at Elaine!

Someone still made a move!

All the young wizards in the classroom instantly felt their hearts leap into their throats, staring intently at Elivin.

Is it possible to hit?

If they manage to hit Eleven, then Slytherin can at least salvage some face today.

Excellent eloquence still requires strong ability as its foundation; otherwise, one is merely a clown.

Elaine was able to sway their resolve, which undoubtedly shows his excellent eloquence, but no one knew how strong he really was.

They knew that Elaine was very talented, much stronger than his peers, and even third or fourth-year wizards might not be able to beat him. But no matter how talented a person is, it is impossible for him to face so many spells and so many enemies at the same time.

"At this distance and at this speed, he simply doesn't have time to grab his wand!"

"It will hit!"

"Let's see what we're made of!"

"Damn Mudblood, what are you pretending for? We're pure-blood wizards!"

"Let's embarrass ourselves in front of everyone!"

Just as those spells were about to strike Elivin—

"Ice-Forged Shield!"

An ice shield instantly appeared in front of Elivin, blocking all the spells aimed at him.

"What?!"

The young wizards in the classroom all gasped in surprise at the same time.

Only Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville remained relatively calm—they had experienced Elaine's ice magic that could freeze people instantly more than once.

"With this level of skill, you dare to cause trouble at the study group?"

The Slytherin students who had launched the sneak attack immediately realized what was happening and prepared to use a fire spell to melt the ice shield.

"flame----"

The next moment, Elivin, behind the ice shield, waved his right hand.

The sound of the incantation abruptly stopped.

All the Slytherin students who came to provoke them have been turned into ice sculptures!

The temperature in the classroom dropped instantly.

The study group members hiding in the corner, and the young wizards who were ready to rush up and fight alongside Elaven, all froze in place.

Everyone looked up at the doorway but didn't see any professors.

Finally, they all looked at Elaine and swallowed hard.

"Eleven, did you do this?!"

Elaine nodded, his expression as calm as if he were breathing or drinking water.

"Move them to the corner; they're blocking the way here!"

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