Chapter 209: This morning’s class is History of Magic. You said Les went to class.

"Well, I just fainted, not too seriously injured." Les walked to Daphne, checked her condition, found that she was fine, and ordered Astoria to take her back to the girls' dormitory. go.

Astoria:…

"How should I explain to others that the duel master who just won seven consecutive victories in the duel field was beaten unconscious in the blink of an eye?" she asked, dumbfounded.

"Let's just say she was too tired and fell asleep halfway - fell asleep." Les winked at Astoria.

"Okay." Astoria reluctantly accepted the excuse that Les gave her, and then used the levitating spell on her sister before Les could make the next move, making her float beside her.

Before returning to the dormitory, Les walked to the armor and left a sentence in Latin on the lining of the armor. He also used magic to make the writing much darker, as if it had been baptized by thousands of years of time.

Looking at Les who was walking in front of her and seemed to be thinking about something, Astoria had a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Her sister's "sacrifice" was not in vain. At the expense of herself, she barely tested the strength gap between her and Les. If there really was a fight, the sister could only resist one move from Les, because she couldn't even defeat the armor that Les made.

As for the "Wizard's Letter" and "Bloody Barro's Conversation", they can only fool simple-minded guys like children and sisters, but they cannot fool themselves. Astoria believed that the set of flame armor just now was endowed with powerful magic by Rice's spell.

With such strength, it is really shocking. Rice cannot be just an ordinary student.

However, Astoria has no intention of delving into Les’ identity and revealing his true face. Because so far, she and her sister have been benefiting from him and are complete beneficiaries. To them, Rice's true purpose is not that important, even if this purpose may go against the current rules of the wizarding world. law.

After returning to the lounge, the fact that the duel champion came in lying down attracted many people's attention. When they came to inquire about the situation, Astoria responded with the excuse that she was "tired and fell asleep."

It's hard to believe this, but the students in the college are very knowledgeable and don't ask any more questions. The theme of tonight is to celebrate the good news that Miss Daphne has won seven consecutive victories in the duel competition. Don't let some noise disturb everyone's interest.

Daphne woke up again the next morning.

She suddenly rolled over from the bed and sat up so fast that she felt dizzy and her eyes were filled with stars. It took about ten seconds for her to realize that she was now on the bed in her dormitory. Her robe and shirt and underpants were piled carelessly at the foot of the bed, and her socks were stuffed into her boots and thrown together beside the bed.

Daphne covered her head with her hands, trying to remember what happened last night.

Successful duel streak, invitation to duel to Les, moving armor...

As the memories came back to my mind bit by bit, the pain in my abdomen gradually surged up.

pain!

Daphne didn't even need to look at it to know that her belly must be bruised now, and the armor was too heavy-handed! However, considering the appearance of the flame slash, it was already merciful that Daphne didn't cut her into pieces.

"It's just a monster, how can it be beaten..." Daphne muttered in a tone full of grievances, while struggling to put on her clothes. The location where it was hit was the lower abdomen, and every muscle involved there would hurt.

After cleaning herself up briefly, Daphne walked into the common room.

On the way, she met many students from the college. The freshmen who were one year below her respectfully called her senior, and the senior seniors would also greet her cordially and enthusiastically.

Daphne understood that it was all the reputation gained from the duels last night.

Everyone had smiles on their faces, and they were extremely friendly and respectful to themselves. This should have been a very happy scene, but Daphne couldn't be happy - after all, she had just been killed by a piece of armor with one move. It's hard to stay happy when it comes to things like this.

The pleasantries with the classmates she met never stopped, and when Daphne walked into the common room, she felt that the muscles in the corners of her mouth were stiff.

After looking around the lounge, she didn't find Les. Instead, she saw her sister Astoria sitting in the corner where she usually sat.

"Where's Les?" Daphne sat down in the armchair, and her movements were slightly larger, which affected the injury, causing her to take a breath.

Astoria did not answer her sister's question immediately, but instead took out two small bottles.

"Les asked me to give you these two bottles of wound medicine - the ointment can be applied externally and the potion can be taken orally. It can effectively relieve your pain."

"Thank you so much." Daphne took the two crystal bottles over, and then asked persistently: "So where is Les?"

"He has class this morning, so he should have gone to class." Astoria almost said "I don't know" written on her face.

Daphne was so angry: Astoria, do you know what the first class of Slytherin's second year class is this morning?

"The first class this morning is the History of Magic." Daphne said coldly, and drank the bottle of potion that needed to be taken orally in one gulp.

Astoria:…

She lowered her head, as if I didn't know if you asked me, as if you were going to hit me.

Daphne ignored her and directly applied ointment to her injury.

Not to mention, the potion made by Les took effect very quickly. After drinking the potion, I immediately felt no pain, and the area where the ointment was applied on my stomach felt warm.

After taking care of the wound, Daphne walked out of the lounge and saw Les enjoying maple waffles and cream pudding in the auditorium.

"Just looking at my throat makes me feel nervous." Daphne couldn't help but complain about Les's eating habits.

"Sweetness is a preference imprinted on people's souls." Les smiled and pushed a plate of waffles without maple syrup in front of Daphne.

"You should really look at the oil, milk, and sugar when making waffles." Daphne looked at the waffles on the plate, shook her head, and enjoyed them empty-mouthed - the taste was just right for her.

"Yeah, so please help me get that Basque cake again."

Daphne:......

"This morning is the first class on History of Magic." When she handed over the plate with the Basque cake, she mentioned the class schedule for this morning intentionally or unintentionally.

"Ah."

"So what are your plans?" Daphne moved the plate back.

Les:)Д(

"I plan to go to the Forbidden Forest. If you want, you can go in and hang out together."

A large piece of Basque cake was placed in front of Les, with the distance just right.

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ヾ(ow)The second update is here!

The next update will still be at midnight

Not giving up, I changed the program and ran a few more pictures of Daphne and Astoria:

Which one do you like?