Chapter 652 The battlefield use of food spells

Jason fainted simply.

I don’t know if it’s because the golden cup is too heavy, or because it’s too hot, or because I feel the humiliation is too great.

It's just miserable.

But it didn't matter that he was so dazed, Ginny was about to cry, "Did I...did I...kill someone..."

As she spoke, she really cried.

This strong little girl felt very guilty after discovering that someone might have died because of her mistake.

Even if he is a bad person, a very bad person.

Hermione walked over and hugged her, whispering comfort.

The twins were also a little frightened, but the three oldest Weasleys calmed down and went up to check, and found that it was just a false alarm.

"He's okay, Ginny." Bill gave Ginny a smile.

Percy also said, "Just passed out."

Charlie teased, "Ginny, your accuracy is so good, you are definitely qualified to be a chaser."

"You can smash the ball into the frame effortlessly." Fred made a throwing motion. "With this skill, do you want to join the Gryffindor team next semester? You can call Aria and Angeli Na will teach you."

George gave a two thumbs up, "That's right."

Ron opened his mouth, and after a while he murmured, "Well, actually, I also want to join the Quidditch team."

"Really, Ron?!" Harry shouted happily, "Then we can fight together!"

Ron scratched his head, "Well, then I'll sign up for next semester..."

"Welcome to be a substitute." Fred George looked at his younger brother with his arms crossed, "I hope you can survive the first training camp!"

Ron was furious, "Do you just look down on me so much?!"

Fred shook his head and said nothing, but this made Ron even more angry.

"Don't always bully him." Charlie patted Fred on the shoulder, "He is your brother after all."

"How could I bully my brother?" Fred yelled strangely, and then he looked at George next to him, "Really, George?"

George nodded, then felt something was wrong and shouted, "I am the brother!"

"Obviously I was born before you!" Fred shouted dissatisfied, "otherwise you can ask mom!"

George was even more dissatisfied, "But mom forgot too!"

The twins looked at each other, neither one willing to admit defeat.

Looking at the two people who were making fools every day, Robert shook his head and felt that these two guys were hopeless.

Little Barty should not have the energy to cast the killing curse at this time.

This kind of spell requires very high proficiency, emotional coordination, and magic power, and it cannot be released simply.

After releasing more than twenty killing curses in a row, even little Barty felt a little dizzy, with dark circles almost sinking into his eyes, and his whole person exuded a dejected aura.

"Butter is flying!" At this moment, Mrs. Weasley saw the right moment and actually used the food spell. A large piece of half-melted butter suddenly appeared on the path of little Barty, fighting around little Barty. Despite his rich experience, he has never seen a wizard who thought about cooking while fighting!

He stepped on the butter and fell down without any suspense.

It looked painful.

When he fell, his left hand hit the ground unpreparedly, and the wand fell out of his hand.

However, this fall also refreshed little Barty. He exerted force on his waist and without getting up, he pushed his whole body forward a lot, just enough to reach the wand.

However, at this time, Mrs. Weasley, who did not follow common sense, made a meritorious deed again.

"Big globs of cream! Big globs of cream! Big globs of cream!" Streams of whipped cream flew out from the top of the wand, landed on the wand, and buried it underneath. Little Barty was shocked, and the food spell returned. Can it be used like this?

Not caring about the stickiness, he reached out and inserted it into the cream.

However, I don’t know if the wand is too smooth. Little Barty spent a long time feeling there and couldn’t find his wand at all?

Little Barty was stunned. Hey, I just didn't see my wand for a moment. How could it have disappeared under the cream!

Mrs. Weasley's spell continues.

I saw countless messy things being smashed out, including neatly cut fruits of different types, fermented yogurt, and peeled small potatoes.

Little Barty, "..." Sister, we are fighting. What's going on when you make a lot of food when you disagree?

Although little Barty can't complain, when the number of these little things increases, their power is not small.

Especially those round little potatoes. Although he could crush them with a little effort, if he relaxed a little, his center of gravity would be shifted by them. Under the siege of these things, he didn't even have a place to stay for a while. .

Mr. Weasley saw the opportunity, and cast various stun spells, petrification spells, leg-locking spells, softening spells, and dance spells in turn. The place where he stood was very empty, forming a perfect image with little Barty who was surrounded by food. A sharp contrast.

Little Barty not only had to avoid Mr. Weasley's attacks, but also had to pay attention to the little potatoes that rolled under his feet at any time. Mrs. Weasley would also add things like deviled peppers from time to time. With one kick, little Barty almost I didn't faint from the spicy smell.

After dealing with Jason, Robert came over specifically to see how he could help. Unexpectedly, he was greeted by the smell of hot red peppers. Suddenly, he just wanted to drink two kilograms of vermicelli with old vinegar...

Damn it! What the hell was I thinking!

Robert shook his head, this must be Chen Xiaodong's fault! Why do I think of hot and sour noodles when I smell chili?

But it tastes so spicy...

Robert's wand was about to move, and then a large amount of old vinegar that had been stored for God knows how many years fell from the sky and splashed little Barty on the forehead.

Little Barty, whose head was already swollen from the smoke of chili peppers and whose eyes were wandering, was aroused by the strong smell of vinegar that could make people unable to escape even with a drop of it.

He actually slowly stood up and hiccupped.

His eyes were bulging out, and their sockets were red. Surrounded by a circle of panda eyes, it actually gave him a creepy feeling.

"Damn...damn..." Little Barty was still about to say something, but Mrs. Weasley threw out another large piece of chili pepper. Robert didn't know which tendon was wrong, but he used a magic weapon. curse.

The divine edge is invisible.

It was a curse written on an old book by the Half-Blood Prince, and now it was used to cut a bunch of peppers.

If the professor found out, he might strangle him to death.

But the cutting effect of this spell is very good. It is not only hidden, but can also create long slits, which is perfect for cutting peppers and obtaining pepper juice.