Harry Potter's Dharma

In less than half a day, the news had spread all over Slytherin.

No one knew who was the first to spread the news, but everyone in Slytherin knew about Zheng Fan's crazy move!

A single person, a freshman, had declared that he was going to challenge all the members of the Prefectural Council!

If he won, he would have everything.

If he lost, he would lose everything!

When they heard the news, the entire Slytherin was in an uproar. For the whole day, the topic of discussion in Slytherin was never far from this. Some were looking forward to it, some were shocked, and most were cursing Zheng Fan for being a lunatic!

It wasn't just Slytherin. Many students from other academies had heard about this as well. For a moment, the whole school was in an uproar because of this.

"Did you hear? That Celestial from Slytherin wants to challenge all the members of the Prefectural Council. He even said that if he loses, he'll drop out of school and take out 10,000 Galleons as prize money!"

"Is that true?

Did he take the wrong medicine?

Even the professors can't escape unscathed from the siege of so many powerful young wizards. Isn't he just giving away money? "

"It's not like he's a 177-year old. Look at the Clear Water Spell he used at the start of school. It's obviously very strong magic and control. Maybe he's already at the level of a seventh-year student."

"What's the point? None of the members of Slytherin's prefectural council are weak, especially those in the upper grades. None of them are inferior to the seventh graders from other schools. Besides, those people include the male and female heads of Slytherin's student council, as well as the male and female prefectures. Zheng Fan is finished!"

"That's true. Tsk tsk, it can't be helped. Young people get arrogant easily. When I first learned the Disarm Spell, I thought I was invincible … It takes time and scars for people to understand. Unfortunately, Zheng Fan's scars are a little too severe."

"Scars?

I think he's dead for sure. There are so many intermediate wizards. Each of them can kill him with a Coma Spell. I think it's better to let Madam Pomfrey be ready to save him. "

When Slytherin's Quidditch team member Higgins heard this, he was stunned for a long time. He muttered, "Looks like our captain is about to step down before he even takes office.

27

Malfoy was drinking water in the common room. When he heard Gore tell him about this, he spat out a mouthful of water on Crabbe, who was beside him. He looked at Gore in shock. "Am I dreaming?"

In Ravenclaw Academy, when Hermione heard about this, her vision went dark and she almost fainted. Fortunately, Penello quickly gave her some water to drink and she recovered.

Hermione hurriedly said, "Penello, Penello, I have to stop this. I have to find Professor Flitwick. He's the only one who can stop this now …"

"Oh, Hermione, calm down."

Penello hugged Hermione tightly and comforted her worriedly. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Zheng Fan is really powerful. If he dares to agree to such conditions, he must have a countermeasure. We can't stop him now.

This is Slytherin's tradition. Unless Professor Dumbledore steps forward, no one can stop it. Not Professor Flitwick, not Professor Snape. "

Hermione bit her lip tightly. "I have to at least take a look. I can't let Zheng Fan fight alone.

"I'll go too, Hermione," Penello said, patting Hermione's back gently.

In the common room of Glaffindor Academy, the students were busy completing their homework for the rest day when the Sly twins suddenly ran in.

"Extra!

Extra!

Slytherin Academy has a major incident. Freshman Zheng Fan wants to challenge the entire Prefect Council! "

"Winner takes all!

Loser takes all!

This is a battle where everything is on the line! "

Hearing the two shouting, the Glaffindor students all looked over with wide eyes.

Oliver Wood's mouth fell open. "Is he crazy?"

This was a good thing. If Zheng Fan was kicked out of the academy, he wouldn't have to worry about meeting Zheng Fan in this year's Quidditch competition. But this sounded too strange!

Harry Potter looked suspiciously at Parsi, who was sitting next to him. "What's the Slytherin Prefect Council?"

"Oh, it's a very evil and scary organization. There are a total of eleven people, the strongest in each grade. The people called the grade leaders are all members of this organization. There are also two Prefects and two Student Council leaders. That's eleven people. Believe me, Harry, that Easterner is dead for sure this time. Even if I fight him personally, I won't be able to come back alive.

Hearing this, Harry was stunned.

Sitting on the other side, Ronald's eyes widened, and his face turned red with excitement.

"Retribution!

This is retribution!

That d * mn guy is finally being punished by Merlin! "

He excitedly rushed down from his seat and somersaulted in the common room, as if he was already celebrating Zheng Fan's expulsion in advance.

However, not many people paid attention to him. The Glaffindor students all knew that it was Ronald who caused the academy to lose thirty points. Everyone looked at him with disdain, and Harry didn't dare to get too close to him.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to his antics, Ronald couldn't help but stop in embarrassment. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel even angrier. It was all Zheng Fan's fault that he became like this. Let him fight!

It would be best if he was killed. If not, he wouldn't be able to stay in the academy anymore. That jinx should get out of Hogwarts!

While discussing this matter, the students hurried to the open space outside the castle. This was the location of the duel.

A few of the professors had also heard about this. McGonagall and Flitwick looked at each other in dismay. Both of them were shocked, but they couldn't do anything about it. Wizards' duels were protected by the law, although the number of people involved in this duel was a little strange.

After hearing this, Snape's face stiffened for a few minutes. Then, he suddenly stood up and rushed to the castle gate.

In front of Hogwarts Castle, the huge walls and sharp spires emitted a heavy and ancient aura under the sunlight, casting heavy shadows on the ground.

The nine adepts stood there silently, allowing the wind to make their robes flutter in the wind.

There was only one person standing in front of them.

Zheng Fan quietly looked at the nine wizards in front of him and turned his neck.