Chapter 39 Duel in the Trophy Room!
look around.
Yagus found that this was a room with a strong wizarding style.
There were not only the puppets needed to practice magic, but also all kinds of strange things that he had never seen before.
This made him curious, and he touched various things that appeared with his hands.
He has followed Grindelwald for many years and has seen many magical items.
But in this Room of Response to Requirements, he could only see that the traceless extension spell was cast here.
And it is much more profound than the one commonly used by modern wizards.
"interesting!"
In the past, he didn't think highly of ancient magic.
In his understanding, if ancient magic is really powerful, it will not be replaced by modern magic.
Now it seems that ancient magic is not as simple as he imagined.
But he wasn't particularly bothered about it.
Argus knew how much he weighed. For wizards of Dumbledore and Voldemort's caliber, he was equivalent to a young model under the wealthy man.
Play with it however you want.
What Dumbledore couldn't figure out after spending decades at Hogwarts, could he understand it just by looking at it?
Do you look down on the previous generation of protagonists in the wizarding world too much?
He didn't know how long he stayed in the Room of Requirement, but when he walked out, torches were lit everywhere in the castle.
Back in the Slytherin common room, Draco was talking to Goyle and Crabbe.
Draco's eyes immediately lit up when he saw Argus back.
"Yagus, where have you been today? I've been looking for you in the library and dormitory for a long time but couldn't find you."
During this period, Yagus's life was extremely regular, basically consisting of classroom, hall, and library.
Not finding him in these places, Draco couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"I found a place outside to practice some magic, and I forgot to congratulate you for becoming the youngest Seeker in Slytherin."
Upon hearing this, Draco immediately became proud.
"Just wait and see, I will definitely lead Slytherin to win the Quidditch championship this year!"
"Why are you taking Goyle and Crabbe here with you if you don't sleep at night?"
Yagus sat on the sofa and poured himself a cup of tea.
The Room of Requirement is great anywhere, but I can't get anything to eat or drink.
"Not that Weasley!"
"Weasley? You mean Ron?"
In the peaceful life these days, Yagus almost forgot about him.
"it's him!"
Draco looked angry: "You don't know, at noon today, in order to reward me for joining the Slytherin team, my father specially gave me a Nimbus 2000."
"Weasley happened to be discharged from the hospital. When he saw my broomstick, he kept saying that the Slytherin team wanted to take me in because they liked my broomstick!"
Yagus became interested: "So you guys started fighting?"
If he remembered correctly, Harry should be the one who obtained Nimbus 2000 in the original book.
It was a gift given to him by Professor McGonagall after recommending him to the Gryffindor team.
But in the last flying lesson, since Neville was away, it was Ron who started the trouble, and Harry didn't have much room to play.
Although he still entered the Gryffindor team, he took advantage of Draco.
Draco grabbed the book and caught Marcus's eye, becoming Slytherin's youngest seeker.
With Draco's precedent and Harry's extraordinary talent, Wood reluctantly agreed to let him enter the Gryffindor team.
As a backup Seeker!
Compared with the scenery in the original work, it is a far cry from it!
Facing Argus' question, Draco shook his head.
"No, I'm not stupid enough to do it in public!"
"I asked Weasley to duel tonight! I originally wanted to find you as my assistant, but I couldn't find one, so I decided to ask Goyle to join me."
"Now that you're here, let's see how Weasley fights with me!"
With Argos backing him up, Draco was confident.
It is no exaggeration to say that based on the level of Ron and Harry, both of them together could not touch a hair of Argus.
"What time did you agree on?"
To be honest, Argus is really not interested in wizard duel games like Draco.
I didn't want to agree, but I thought about Draco's desperate behavior to help her in the flying lesson, and the number of times he begged me wasn't too many.
If you shirk it, I'm afraid it will break his heart.
In addition, the agreement between himself and Voldemort should be fake.
If you don't take any action, just tell Voldemort the answer.
What would Voldemort think?
Good guy, you did it in the blink of an eye, something I've been thinking about for a long time but didn't dare to act on.
What Yagus will receive then is not praise, but fear!
This is extremely detrimental to his hiding.
At least he had to show off, so that even if he asked him where he got the information later, he would be able to deal with it.
Draco was extremely excited after receiving a positive reply, and couldn't help but gear up, as if he was already imagining how he would teach the hateful Weasley a lesson.
"Tonight at half past eleven! In the prize room!"
"It's half past eleven, there's still some time."
Yagus sighed.
It was the middle of the night again, and the routine that I had finally adjusted to was about to be disrupted again.
For a teenager who is only eleven years old, sleep quality is still very important.
Time passed by and it came to the agreed time of half past eleven.
For pure-blood nobles, dueling is a noble thing.
Especially in the mouth of a big mouth like Draco, it is even promoted as an extremely sacred act.
What should have been done secretly is now known to almost everyone in Slytherin.
Even when Argus accompanied Draco out, a lot of little wizards cheered for the two.
"Draco, if your head is not full of sphinxes, you should know clearly what the consequences of being caught for night walks are!"
When Argus saw this scene, he was so angry that he wanted to slap Draco twice.
He had just finished his detention and hadn't had time to catch his breath.
You want to send me in again?
Do you really want me to go into the woods with a burly man?
Draco knew he was in the wrong, and looked at Argus angrily, but didn't dare to say anything.
Argus didn't say anything else.
Draco has changed a lot under his training, but he can't change this problem of being too arrogant.
There is still a long time, so he will change it slowly in the future.
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"I knew that the evil Malfoy would only put on this kind of show."
"He talks tough, but he might have been scared to the point of peeing his pants by now!"
In the trophy display room, Ron kept chattering.
"Malfoy and Grindelwald, a Death Eater and a Saint, are both dark wizards!"
"Don't worry, Ron, I will help you!"
In just a few days, Harry was brainwashed by Ron and learned the recklessness of Gryffindor to the fullest.
"Mr. Weasley, it's not a good habit to say bad things about people behind their backs."
"It seems that you forgot that Madam Hooch brought you to the Slytherin common room to apologize a few days ago!"
Before Argus and Malfoy walked in, he heard Ron gossiping behind his back.
Although he had expected it, Argus still felt sick when he saw Harry standing next to Ron.
Your two friends quarreled and dueled, but instead of trying to mediate, you helped the other one to take sides!
You are worthy of being you, the Virgin Harry!
I will help whoever is weaker!
Argus did have other intentions when he approached Harry, and he could understand even if Harry was a little cold to him.
But Draco was not like that!
Ever since he met Harry, he had sincerely regarded Harry as his good friend.
Now, the other party actually wanted to fight with him for another person!
And under the provocation of the other party!
It makes people shudder just thinking about it!
Sensing Draco's disappointed and questioning eyes, Harry lowered his head guiltily.
"Draco, listen to my explanation, Ron..."
"Mr. Potter, your actions have told us the choice."
Argus looked indescribably cold, and his sky-blue pupils showed alienation.
"You should know that when you stand here, you have chosen the opposite of Draco."
Harry hesitated, wanting to say something but not knowing how to start.
But Ron couldn't hold it back!
Since he was discharged from the hospital, he had suffered countless rejections and cold violence because of Argus.
Now seeing Argus, he was even more jealous, and he couldn't tolerate the other party continuing to speak nonsense in front of him.
He took out his wand, not even bothering to follow the etiquette of the duel.
A spell was fired.
"Front teeth are like clubs!"
