Chapter 47: duel
As Kewen slowly lifted off on a broomstick, the idea of resistance in his heart also disappeared completely.
And as the idea of resisting disappeared, Cowen felt that his control over the flying broomstick under him became more sensitive.
In the virtual game, he had piloted various fighters and spaceships. Although today's flying broom does not have as many functions as fighters and spaceships, he is confident that he can play some tricks with the flying broom.
It's a pity that he is in class at this moment, he can't do anything to disrupt the class, so he can only wait for the opportunity in the future, no matter how addicted...
Next, Mrs. Hooch instructed the students to have a short low-altitude flight experience, teaching everyone how to control the broom to turn and other simple movements in the air.
Unknowingly, one hour of class time passed, and the students reluctantly controlled the broomsticks to fall to the ground and put the broomsticks for teaching back to the original place.
Madam Hooch announced the end of get out of class, and then controlled all the broomsticks floating behind her with a spell, and walked away quickly.
The students also set out to walk into the castle, but it was all students from Gryffindor who left. The bear children in Slytherin did not move their steps, but gathered together, looking at Gryffin with bad eyes. Many students here.
The abnormal situation was discovered by the Gryffindors, and everyone couldn't help stopping, and looked back at the Slytherins.
Kewen sighed secretly after seeing this: It's finally here.
Because the Slytherin Bear children were so blatant, all the unkind eyes were focused on him.
"Corvin Quinn!"
Finally, a Slytherin student couldn't help but speak, and said loudly and arrogantly, "I want to fight you!"
The Gryffindors were taken aback, and then they started in an uproar.
"How dare you guys!"
"I'm going to tell the professor!"
...
The students of Gryffindor began to fight the injustice for Cowen, and they gathered to Cowen, and they seemed to be very united right now.
"Huh! Are you not known as the bravest Gryffindor?" It was the Slytherin still speaking, with a mocking voice: "Why? Does the brave Gryffindor dare not even fight? Give a small report to the professor? What a shame!"
"That's it."
"What a shame to Gryffindor College."
"What bravery, I think it's a coward..."
The Slytherin students started booing, but their goal was achieved.
The next moment, the students around Kewen changed their positions one after another and began to cheer on Kewen.
"Kewen promised them!"
"Yes! Teach them!"
"Teach them hard!"
"Let them, a group of stinky snakes that can only hide under the ground! Know how powerful our Gryffindor is!"
...
Kewen rolled his eyes secretly, and sure enough, he shouldn't have any expectations for these little kids.
"What do you say? Cowen Quinn!" The Slytherin student who took the lead saw this, with a proud expression, raised his chin proudly, and looked at Cowen and said: "If you dare not You can just admit defeat, and I won't hurt you, as long as you admit that you are a coward in the future!"
"Hey..." In the eyes of everyone, Kewen sighed and shook his head, then looked at the Slytherin, and said helplessly: "You can tell me...why did you guys delay until now and come to trouble me? ?"
The Slytherins were silent, obviously not wanting to answer this question.
"Huh! It's okay to tell you!"
At this moment, one of the Slytherin camp suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.
Kewen shifted his eyes to look, but he was slightly taken aback.
Because the person who spoke was the first person of his age he met after he came into this world, he was assigned to James Palmston in Slytherin.
"We asked the family for your information before." Little James Zhuangruo said loudly and proudly: "You are not a noble and pure blood like us, so we decided to teach you a lesson today and let you know that we offend our noble and pure. The end of the blood wizard."
Kewen looked at little James deeply, and then smiled slightly: "Thank you."
Kewen is not a real eleven-year-old kid, so he can't hear the vague reminder of James.
At the same time, Kewen also recalled why so many owl letters were sent to the Slytherin table on Wednesday.
Obviously, this group of Slytherin bear children wrote letters to the family one after another on Tuesday, asking the parents for information about Kewen, in order to judge whether Kewen can be provoke.
After figuring out the causes and consequences, Kewen did not shrink anymore, stepped forward, stood in the open space between the two groups of students, and smiled playfully: "Yes, I promised your duel, who will come?"
"Of course it's me!" The Slytherin student who took the lead was taken aback when he saw this. He didn't expect that Kewen would be so bold and really agreed to the duel he proposed. UU read www.uukanshu.com but didn't think much. After responding, he stepped forward and came to the clearing.
"I am inside..."
"Alright!" Kewen interrupted the other party's words suddenly, and said casually: "I don't care who you are, can I start a duel?"
"You!" The nameless Slytherin had never seen Cowen come so unruly. He couldn't help feeling suffocated in his chest, his face looked very embarrassed.
"Can you start quickly?" Kewen continued sarcastically, "I don't have so much time to spend with you here."
"You! You! I want you to look good!" Anonymous exclaimed.
"I'll be the referee for you!" Little James suddenly stepped forward, and at the same time, he gave Kewen an apologetic glance.
Kewen smiled slightly at this: "Okay, thank you."
"Hmph!" Seeing this, Wuming gave a cold snort, took out his wand, and fancyly raised the wand above his head, with the tip of the wand pointed at Corvin.
"Cowen, you cough... Corvin Quinn." Seeing this, James Jr. said to Cowen, "It's time for you to prepare for a duel."
"No, you can just announce the start." Cowen smiled and shook his head slightly.
Everyone was taken aback, little James looked at Kewen inexplicably and nodded to confirm: "Okay."
took a step back, then little James was silent for a moment, and then announced loudly: "The duel begins!"
"Snot—"
The Anonymous had already prepared magic. As soon as Little James's voice fell, the Anonymous chanted the mantra aloud, and at the same time threw his wand vigorously at Kewen.
But when Kewen saw this, he still didn't take out his wand. As he finished reciting the Anonymous mantra, Kewen smiled slightly.
next moment…
