Chapter 95 The Duel Tournament Begins
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 95 The Duel Tournament Begins
Quirrell stared carefully at this little wizard who was not afraid of death, remembered the order of the Dark Lord, and dared not disobey it in his heart.
Removed the remaining effects of [Snot Curse] for him.
McGuffin breathed freely.
"I... hope you don't tell anyone about what happened here today..."
"Understood, I understand... I came here today to receive your teaching from Professor Quirrell..."
McGuffin looks like a 'dog leg', which makes Quirrell very uncomfortable.
— This guy is fooling himself again.
He pondered what the Dark Lord had told him,
——Give this little wizard some sweetness, let him taste the taste of power and fame, and he will grow in a direction that is beneficial to them.
"One more thing, I hope you must win the upcoming duel competition..."
"May I ask why?" McGuffin looked surprised at Quirrell's sudden request, which was too unusual.
Quirrell, even if he can't do anything against himself now, he should shut himself up and keep quiet.How could it be possible to make him the focal point between the students and the professor...
——There must be something wrong behind this!
Alarm bells rang in McGuffin's mind.
"Heh... use a sentence you once told me - Mundo can do whatever he wants." Quirrell smiled.
"That's what I want to do now - and you have to win the title beautifully..."
"Of course, if you want to stay and discuss with me why, I welcome..."
McGuffin wanted to slap himself a few times, saying what he was doing - anyway, in order to improve his strength, he had to complete the two tasks [winning the duel championship], and there was no benefit in being stuck here with him, a skinny-faced black wizard.
"Of course I will help you too. These are the notes I made in the sixth grade. They should be useful to you..."
Then Quirrell said, by the way, handed a common black notebook to McGuffin, which undoubtedly looked like an ordinary notebook compared to Professor Flitwick's notebook.
But it was given by the guy with double leather face, and Voldemort's first Horcrux in the original plot was also such an ordinary notebook.
—Who knows what magic is attached to it?
While MacGuffin hesitated, he still bit the bullet (under Quirrell's aggressive gaze) and accepted it.
"In case this notebook is really useful... Anyway, it's in my hands, let Professor Flitwick take a look... Why don't you give it to me for nothing?"
Then he didn't talk nonsense, turned around and left this 'land of nightmares'.
……
At eight o'clock in the evening, in the auditorium.
——The duel contest has begun.
McGuffin and Harry came here in a hurry.
As soon as I entered it, I was stunned, and I couldn't believe that this would be a Hogwarts restaurant.
"It's a miracle, we were eating here just now, how could it be completely different..." Ron exclaimed.
The long dining table disappeared, and the entire auditorium seemed to have been moved to the Siberian forest in Russia.
In front of my eyes are long gown trees standing in the same place at the same distance.
In the distance is an endless virgin forest, covered with snow, with deep footprints under your feet.
McGuffin saw Hermione trying to grab some snow in her hands, but it passed through, as if unreal, and they clearly creaked and creaked under their feet, and they could feel the weight of their bodies compacting the snow from under their feet.
——This is completely different from the feeling of stepping on the floor.
"What kind of magic is this?"
Hermione's eyes were full of curiosity at this time, she touched the wall of the auditorium, and led everyone to walk along the wall first.
At this time, McGuffin realized that the entire auditorium seemed to have been expanded several times out of thin air. The walls seemed to be like a virtual screen in a science fiction novel. Inside it was a real and illusory wilderness snow scene, which was no different from the one in the auditorium.
"Let's go and have a look inside!"
McGuffin suggested.
Several people hurriedly walked through the tall gown trees with other young wizards, avoiding the snow falling from the top of the trees, and came to the center of the auditorium.
An even more incredible scene unfolded before their eyes.
The icy and translucent crystal-like stage extends from the place where the rostrum used to be above to the sky.
"This, that, this is not the direction we came in, where did the door go..."
Hermione's three views were shattered, she had never seen such magic in any book.
Almost all the students from the school came, crowded together, each holding their own wand, and lined up in two rows around the long stage with excited faces.
"The Illusion Charm... But, wasn't it lost in the Middle Ages because no one used this 'useless' magic?" 【Appendix 1】
Percy's voice came from behind, and MacGuffin looked over his shoulder, stooping sternly to scoop up a handful of snow, but unsuccessfully.
"You call it 'useless'... that's pretty cool!"
"As expected of Hogwarts, our school..."
The twins came over from the side, saying hello, and said to Percy.
"Everyone be quiet..."
A voice suddenly came to mind, interrupting the greetings of several people and suppressing the chattering crowd.
The magic amplifies the speaking voice, which is only slightly higher than a whisper, but it rings clearly in everyone's ears.
The familiar tone, without a word of nonsense, is full of deterrent force to keep all the students here in order.
——Severus Snape stepped down from the rostrum, his black robe trembling without wind (McGuffin had long wondered if it was enchanted with constant magic, and kept trembling like this).
I don't know when, the rostrum has been full of professors. (Almost all the professors have arrived) They are all dressed in the formal clothes of the wizarding world. Even Dumbledore is wearing a black wizard robe and a pointed wizard hat. There are no gorgeous and weird decorations, very simple and simple.
Professor Quirrell was also sitting in the uppermost edge position, still with the big purple scarf, with a calm face, and the muscles on his face still twitched from time to time.
It seemed that Snape easily snatched the right to host this duel contest from him, and he didn't care.
And after he noticed McGuffin's gaze, he smiled back at him.
- Well!
McGuffin cursed inwardly, and then shifted his gaze, but he seemed to see Dumbledore drawing a smile to himself.
Blinking, as if delusional, he was turning his head to see what Professor Flitwick was saying.
Forget it.
McGuffin hurriedly looked at the property bar.
If he wants to win this championship, his strength is still not enough.
Moreover, something on the parchment showed a piece of information that caught McGuffin off guard, making him have to win the championship this time and complete all the tasks.
FK! !
……
[Name: Great Wizard Training System NO234]
[Tasks: (Tasks for Talent Points) Friends of Voldemort, Professor Flitwick's King Pesticide, the Ultimate Flying Broom, How Professor Ghost was Made, Astronomy Professor's Ambition (Completed, Professor Sinista's thesis has finally been published in [Divination·Astrology] Newspapers)
(Talent Fragment Quest) Alchemy Book of Alchemy, Midnight Duel (defeating Malfoy in a duel),]
[Skills: Fluorescence (Expert), Occlumency (Expert), Unlocking Curse, Levitation Curse (Expert), Restoration, Transformation Curse (?? Summary), Snot Curse (Basic), Petrification Curse, General Unraveling Curse (??), Dance Curse (Tap Dancing Proficiency), Common Curse (??), Leg Locking Curse, Flame Burning (Introduction)...]
[Courses: Charms Level [-], Potions Level [-], Transfiguration Level [-], History of Magic Level [-], Herbal Medicine Level [-], Astronomy Level [-], Defense Against the Dark Arts Level [-], Magic Theory Intermediate Level, Flying Lesson (unavailable)]
[Talent Bar: Magic Burst 2/3 Talent Fragment (Unusable), Magic Reflow 1/3 Talent Fragment]
Talent points: 12 points
【warn!warn! 】(The big blood-red characters are displayed at the end of the parchment scroll, as if seeping into it) →
[The host has been cursed by the black wizard's unknown spell, and the talent bar is now open]
[Removing the spell requires ascertaining the type and spell of the curse - 5 talent points are required to remove it, and 5*10 talent points are required to remove it if it is not found out]
[Status: Blood Curse??? (not triggered)]
[Note: The great wizard training system NO234 is considering changing the host]
……
McGuffin guessed that he must have been cursed by Quirrell when he passed out.
Maybe the astringent taste in his mouth at that time was the trace of being cursed by him...
——I don’t know why this turtle grandson would embarrass such a little wizard like himself.
"I'm not Harry Potter!"
And there was no mention of the 'blood curse' in the plot in my memory.
There are only two places to start. On the one hand, all tasks must be completed, and even new tasks must be triggered to collect talents.
50 talent points must be collected.
On the other hand, avoid Quirrell, and carefully check what the blood curse is alone.
See if you can't find out what the curse is, once it is confirmed by the system, you only need 5 talent points.
The MacGuffin looked again at the spells he had learned from Quirrell's notebook.
The black notebook has been flipped through by Professor Flitwick. There is no curse on it, but some powerful curses are recorded.
"You can learn these spells. Professor Quirrell also wants you to experience the honor and fun of dueling, but for a young wizard in the first year, some of these spells are too early... You must choose carefully... Otherwise, you will hurt your classmates and yourself." Professor Flitwick explained to McGuffin with a laugh, but it was not good for him to see some spells in the notebook with the professor's face.
So he just copied this notebook, just in case, after barely getting started with a few of the curses he had heard (such as the Snot Curse, the Tickle Curse), he didn't touch it again.
And made up his mind that he would not use any spells taught in Quirrell's notebook during this game.
But now he was fighting those students in the third and fourth grades, especially that Cedric Diggory, the 'Goblet of Fire Warrior' who was actually selected in the original plot.
"Can you really win and win the championship?"
"Forget it, take a step, take a look."
"Let's teach Malfoy a lesson first, if it weren't for him, my Hogwarts study life might be safe and normal..." McGuffin thought 'naturally' in his heart.
After Snape briefly explained the rules of the duel and the order of the arena, he immediately announced——
"The duel begins—"
Then he maliciously asked MacGuffin and Malfoy to have an opening duel immediately, and whispered something to Malfoy, as if teaching some spell or trick temporarily.
"Can Snape be any more shameless... He's the referee! If this goes on, he won't judge fairly..." Harry said angrily, even Percy nodded in agreement after hearing it.
When McGuffin stood on the ice crystal stage in the center of the auditorium, he realized that it did not match the appearance of the stage at all, and it was not smooth at all, and as he walked, he could see circles of halos spreading around, like some kind of interesting game.
The crowd gathered around the dueling stage to cheer and applaud.
McGuffin and Malfoy stopped two or three steps away, faced each other, and held their wands like swords on their chests.
Then bow to each other.
When he lowered his head, Malfoy stared at McGuffin, and said in a low voice, "That's how it came about... that's right! If you beg me, I will mercifully give you a decent chance to admit defeat, or your first appearance may remain forever in the Hogwarts joke book."
"Are you scared? Is it such nonsense?"
McGuffin ignored this guy's idiotic and childish provocation, and he was more worried that other senior wizards would become obstacles to him winning the championship.
They didn't say much, and under Snape's urging, they turned their backs and walked in two directions. After about a dozen steps, they stopped and turned around.
McGuffin felt his adrenaline flow through his body continuously, his brain was extremely clear, and time seemed to slow down.
An unprecedented sense of anxiety and excitement stimulated the whole body.
He could clearly hear the countdown announced by Snape,
"three two……"
"One, start"
The McGuffin jerked aside, resting his left hand on the ground and holding his wand in his right.
Sure enough, Malfoy raised his wand at the first count of 'two', and quickly cast the spell when he counted to three.
Fortunately he flashed past.
"McGuffin, what are you doing hiding like a baboon?...I never taught you such duel etiquette..."
Snape's mocking voice sounded from the side, causing bursts of ridicule from Slytherin.
Taking advantage of Malfoy's inattention, McGuffin didn't stand up, but squatted down, silently casting the [Levitation Curse] directly.
But without chanting the spell, and maintaining this posture caused Slytherin to boo again and again.
This makes the students of Gryffindor lose face.
"What is McGuffin doing?" Ron couldn't bear to look straight, he complained.
"Ron, don't tell me if you don't know!" Hermione couldn't stand it any longer, she said directly, "...It's a silent spellcasting!"
Malfoy's spell was interrupted in the middle, and he gradually began to float above the stage again.
This reminded him of the most humiliating time at the beginning of school, when his face twisted and twitched, almost as if it was divided, it was indescribable.
(End of this chapter)
Quirrell stared carefully at this little wizard who was not afraid of death, remembered the order of the Dark Lord, and dared not disobey it in his heart.
Removed the remaining effects of [Snot Curse] for him.
McGuffin breathed freely.
"I... hope you don't tell anyone about what happened here today..."
"Understood, I understand... I came here today to receive your teaching from Professor Quirrell..."
McGuffin looks like a 'dog leg', which makes Quirrell very uncomfortable.
— This guy is fooling himself again.
He pondered what the Dark Lord had told him,
——Give this little wizard some sweetness, let him taste the taste of power and fame, and he will grow in a direction that is beneficial to them.
"One more thing, I hope you must win the upcoming duel competition..."
"May I ask why?" McGuffin looked surprised at Quirrell's sudden request, which was too unusual.
Quirrell, even if he can't do anything against himself now, he should shut himself up and keep quiet.How could it be possible to make him the focal point between the students and the professor...
——There must be something wrong behind this!
Alarm bells rang in McGuffin's mind.
"Heh... use a sentence you once told me - Mundo can do whatever he wants." Quirrell smiled.
"That's what I want to do now - and you have to win the title beautifully..."
"Of course, if you want to stay and discuss with me why, I welcome..."
McGuffin wanted to slap himself a few times, saying what he was doing - anyway, in order to improve his strength, he had to complete the two tasks [winning the duel championship], and there was no benefit in being stuck here with him, a skinny-faced black wizard.
"Of course I will help you too. These are the notes I made in the sixth grade. They should be useful to you..."
Then Quirrell said, by the way, handed a common black notebook to McGuffin, which undoubtedly looked like an ordinary notebook compared to Professor Flitwick's notebook.
But it was given by the guy with double leather face, and Voldemort's first Horcrux in the original plot was also such an ordinary notebook.
—Who knows what magic is attached to it?
While MacGuffin hesitated, he still bit the bullet (under Quirrell's aggressive gaze) and accepted it.
"In case this notebook is really useful... Anyway, it's in my hands, let Professor Flitwick take a look... Why don't you give it to me for nothing?"
Then he didn't talk nonsense, turned around and left this 'land of nightmares'.
……
At eight o'clock in the evening, in the auditorium.
——The duel contest has begun.
McGuffin and Harry came here in a hurry.
As soon as I entered it, I was stunned, and I couldn't believe that this would be a Hogwarts restaurant.
"It's a miracle, we were eating here just now, how could it be completely different..." Ron exclaimed.
The long dining table disappeared, and the entire auditorium seemed to have been moved to the Siberian forest in Russia.
In front of my eyes are long gown trees standing in the same place at the same distance.
In the distance is an endless virgin forest, covered with snow, with deep footprints under your feet.
McGuffin saw Hermione trying to grab some snow in her hands, but it passed through, as if unreal, and they clearly creaked and creaked under their feet, and they could feel the weight of their bodies compacting the snow from under their feet.
——This is completely different from the feeling of stepping on the floor.
"What kind of magic is this?"
Hermione's eyes were full of curiosity at this time, she touched the wall of the auditorium, and led everyone to walk along the wall first.
At this time, McGuffin realized that the entire auditorium seemed to have been expanded several times out of thin air. The walls seemed to be like a virtual screen in a science fiction novel. Inside it was a real and illusory wilderness snow scene, which was no different from the one in the auditorium.
"Let's go and have a look inside!"
McGuffin suggested.
Several people hurriedly walked through the tall gown trees with other young wizards, avoiding the snow falling from the top of the trees, and came to the center of the auditorium.
An even more incredible scene unfolded before their eyes.
The icy and translucent crystal-like stage extends from the place where the rostrum used to be above to the sky.
"This, that, this is not the direction we came in, where did the door go..."
Hermione's three views were shattered, she had never seen such magic in any book.
Almost all the students from the school came, crowded together, each holding their own wand, and lined up in two rows around the long stage with excited faces.
"The Illusion Charm... But, wasn't it lost in the Middle Ages because no one used this 'useless' magic?" 【Appendix 1】
Percy's voice came from behind, and MacGuffin looked over his shoulder, stooping sternly to scoop up a handful of snow, but unsuccessfully.
"You call it 'useless'... that's pretty cool!"
"As expected of Hogwarts, our school..."
The twins came over from the side, saying hello, and said to Percy.
"Everyone be quiet..."
A voice suddenly came to mind, interrupting the greetings of several people and suppressing the chattering crowd.
The magic amplifies the speaking voice, which is only slightly higher than a whisper, but it rings clearly in everyone's ears.
The familiar tone, without a word of nonsense, is full of deterrent force to keep all the students here in order.
——Severus Snape stepped down from the rostrum, his black robe trembling without wind (McGuffin had long wondered if it was enchanted with constant magic, and kept trembling like this).
I don't know when, the rostrum has been full of professors. (Almost all the professors have arrived) They are all dressed in the formal clothes of the wizarding world. Even Dumbledore is wearing a black wizard robe and a pointed wizard hat. There are no gorgeous and weird decorations, very simple and simple.
Professor Quirrell was also sitting in the uppermost edge position, still with the big purple scarf, with a calm face, and the muscles on his face still twitched from time to time.
It seemed that Snape easily snatched the right to host this duel contest from him, and he didn't care.
And after he noticed McGuffin's gaze, he smiled back at him.
- Well!
McGuffin cursed inwardly, and then shifted his gaze, but he seemed to see Dumbledore drawing a smile to himself.
Blinking, as if delusional, he was turning his head to see what Professor Flitwick was saying.
Forget it.
McGuffin hurriedly looked at the property bar.
If he wants to win this championship, his strength is still not enough.
Moreover, something on the parchment showed a piece of information that caught McGuffin off guard, making him have to win the championship this time and complete all the tasks.
FK! !
……
[Name: Great Wizard Training System NO234]
[Tasks: (Tasks for Talent Points) Friends of Voldemort, Professor Flitwick's King Pesticide, the Ultimate Flying Broom, How Professor Ghost was Made, Astronomy Professor's Ambition (Completed, Professor Sinista's thesis has finally been published in [Divination·Astrology] Newspapers)
(Talent Fragment Quest) Alchemy Book of Alchemy, Midnight Duel (defeating Malfoy in a duel),]
[Skills: Fluorescence (Expert), Occlumency (Expert), Unlocking Curse, Levitation Curse (Expert), Restoration, Transformation Curse (?? Summary), Snot Curse (Basic), Petrification Curse, General Unraveling Curse (??), Dance Curse (Tap Dancing Proficiency), Common Curse (??), Leg Locking Curse, Flame Burning (Introduction)...]
[Courses: Charms Level [-], Potions Level [-], Transfiguration Level [-], History of Magic Level [-], Herbal Medicine Level [-], Astronomy Level [-], Defense Against the Dark Arts Level [-], Magic Theory Intermediate Level, Flying Lesson (unavailable)]
[Talent Bar: Magic Burst 2/3 Talent Fragment (Unusable), Magic Reflow 1/3 Talent Fragment]
Talent points: 12 points
【warn!warn! 】(The big blood-red characters are displayed at the end of the parchment scroll, as if seeping into it) →
[The host has been cursed by the black wizard's unknown spell, and the talent bar is now open]
[Removing the spell requires ascertaining the type and spell of the curse - 5 talent points are required to remove it, and 5*10 talent points are required to remove it if it is not found out]
[Status: Blood Curse??? (not triggered)]
[Note: The great wizard training system NO234 is considering changing the host]
……
McGuffin guessed that he must have been cursed by Quirrell when he passed out.
Maybe the astringent taste in his mouth at that time was the trace of being cursed by him...
——I don’t know why this turtle grandson would embarrass such a little wizard like himself.
"I'm not Harry Potter!"
And there was no mention of the 'blood curse' in the plot in my memory.
There are only two places to start. On the one hand, all tasks must be completed, and even new tasks must be triggered to collect talents.
50 talent points must be collected.
On the other hand, avoid Quirrell, and carefully check what the blood curse is alone.
See if you can't find out what the curse is, once it is confirmed by the system, you only need 5 talent points.
The MacGuffin looked again at the spells he had learned from Quirrell's notebook.
The black notebook has been flipped through by Professor Flitwick. There is no curse on it, but some powerful curses are recorded.
"You can learn these spells. Professor Quirrell also wants you to experience the honor and fun of dueling, but for a young wizard in the first year, some of these spells are too early... You must choose carefully... Otherwise, you will hurt your classmates and yourself." Professor Flitwick explained to McGuffin with a laugh, but it was not good for him to see some spells in the notebook with the professor's face.
So he just copied this notebook, just in case, after barely getting started with a few of the curses he had heard (such as the Snot Curse, the Tickle Curse), he didn't touch it again.
And made up his mind that he would not use any spells taught in Quirrell's notebook during this game.
But now he was fighting those students in the third and fourth grades, especially that Cedric Diggory, the 'Goblet of Fire Warrior' who was actually selected in the original plot.
"Can you really win and win the championship?"
"Forget it, take a step, take a look."
"Let's teach Malfoy a lesson first, if it weren't for him, my Hogwarts study life might be safe and normal..." McGuffin thought 'naturally' in his heart.
After Snape briefly explained the rules of the duel and the order of the arena, he immediately announced——
"The duel begins—"
Then he maliciously asked MacGuffin and Malfoy to have an opening duel immediately, and whispered something to Malfoy, as if teaching some spell or trick temporarily.
"Can Snape be any more shameless... He's the referee! If this goes on, he won't judge fairly..." Harry said angrily, even Percy nodded in agreement after hearing it.
When McGuffin stood on the ice crystal stage in the center of the auditorium, he realized that it did not match the appearance of the stage at all, and it was not smooth at all, and as he walked, he could see circles of halos spreading around, like some kind of interesting game.
The crowd gathered around the dueling stage to cheer and applaud.
McGuffin and Malfoy stopped two or three steps away, faced each other, and held their wands like swords on their chests.
Then bow to each other.
When he lowered his head, Malfoy stared at McGuffin, and said in a low voice, "That's how it came about... that's right! If you beg me, I will mercifully give you a decent chance to admit defeat, or your first appearance may remain forever in the Hogwarts joke book."
"Are you scared? Is it such nonsense?"
McGuffin ignored this guy's idiotic and childish provocation, and he was more worried that other senior wizards would become obstacles to him winning the championship.
They didn't say much, and under Snape's urging, they turned their backs and walked in two directions. After about a dozen steps, they stopped and turned around.
McGuffin felt his adrenaline flow through his body continuously, his brain was extremely clear, and time seemed to slow down.
An unprecedented sense of anxiety and excitement stimulated the whole body.
He could clearly hear the countdown announced by Snape,
"three two……"
"One, start"
The McGuffin jerked aside, resting his left hand on the ground and holding his wand in his right.
Sure enough, Malfoy raised his wand at the first count of 'two', and quickly cast the spell when he counted to three.
Fortunately he flashed past.
"McGuffin, what are you doing hiding like a baboon?...I never taught you such duel etiquette..."
Snape's mocking voice sounded from the side, causing bursts of ridicule from Slytherin.
Taking advantage of Malfoy's inattention, McGuffin didn't stand up, but squatted down, silently casting the [Levitation Curse] directly.
But without chanting the spell, and maintaining this posture caused Slytherin to boo again and again.
This makes the students of Gryffindor lose face.
"What is McGuffin doing?" Ron couldn't bear to look straight, he complained.
"Ron, don't tell me if you don't know!" Hermione couldn't stand it any longer, she said directly, "...It's a silent spellcasting!"
Malfoy's spell was interrupted in the middle, and he gradually began to float above the stage again.
This reminded him of the most humiliating time at the beginning of school, when his face twisted and twitched, almost as if it was divided, it was indescribable.
(End of this chapter)
