Casting spells

The other one was Ron Weasley, whose expression was distorted, and whose heart was occupied by strong jealousy and unwillingness.

It's just that poor Ron understood how scary Zhang Cheng, who seemed harmless on weekdays, was, so he didn't rashly make any provocative actions, let alone try to provoke him.

But Viktor Krum didn't know this. After hesitating again and again, he mustered up the courage to come over and asked in a slightly nervous tone: "Hello, beautiful lady, I wonder if I'm lucky enough to invite you?" To be my partner at the Yule Ball?"

"Sorry, I already have a partner." Hermione refused bluntly, not even interested in looking at her.

"Who is he?" Krum was obviously a little angry, and began to look around with threatening eyes.

But before Hermione could reveal the answer, Ron, who had long been unable to hold back the anger and jealousy in his heart, rushed out, grabbed his neck, held it up high, and mocked with a grim smile: "Idiot! You think you are Who? It’s just a somewhat famous Quidditch player! What right do you have to spout nonsense here! Get lost! Get out of my sight immediately! Otherwise, in the next event, I’ll let you know what it means to live rather than die.”

The voice just fell!

Ron threw the well-built young man violently and slammed into the wall behind him.

Due to the force of the throw, Krum's head came into close contact with the hard marble. The strong concussion made him roll his eyes and passed out before he could react.

Spike!

As the strongest student at Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he couldn't even defeat a Hogwarts fourth-year student. No doubt, everyone in the common room who saw this scene froze in shock.

But just one or two minutes later, Igor Karkaroff stood up suddenly, raised his wand and roared loudly: "Damn bastard! How dare you! I want to teach you an impressive lesson!"

But before he could take actual action, Zhang Cheng, who was sitting next to him, also stood up and threatened with a half-smile: "Dear Mr. Karkaroff, it seems that you, the principal, have rashly participated in the fight between the students. It's a bit inappropriate. If you insist on doing something to Hogwarts students, I won't just sit idly by. Think about it carefully, are you going to embarrass Durmstrang?"

Chapter 782 Public Humiliation

"Are you threatening me?" Igor Karkarov narrowed his eyes and asked in an extremely unfriendly manner.

As a former Death Eater, he has a bad temper, and he never understood what happened at Hogwarts, why Dumbledore suddenly became a wanted criminal by the British Ministry of Magic .

"Threat? No! No! No!" Zhang Cheng smiled and shook his head. "It's not a threat, it's just a friendly reminder. I don't want the Durmstrang students to see that their principal is a moron and moron in public."

"Arrogance! Do you think you can beat me in a duel?" Karkaroff obviously noticed the undisguised contempt in his tone, and finally couldn't help bursting into a monstrous rage.

You should know that this is a common room, surrounded by students and teachers from the three major magic schools in Europe, as long as he shows a little weakness, he will immediately become the laughing stock of the magic world, and even be called Durmstrang by the outside world. The most embarrassing principal.

Can't back down!

Can't be weak!

Most importantly, he didn't feel at all that the young oriental man in front of him could pose a threat to himself who was good at all kinds of black magic.

"Duel? Hahahaha!" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise and laughed unscrupulously.

Not only was he laughing, but all the Hogwarts students were also laughing out loud. Barty Crouch Jr., disguised as Mad-Eye Moody, even hid in a corner, staring at Kakalo with vicious eyes. Husband, consider whether to take the opportunity to add fire.

After all, after the fall of the Dark Lord, this guy immediately betrayed his fellow Death Eaters who fought side by side, and exchanged them for him to avoid punishment.

It can be said that among the Death Eaters who are still loyal to Voldemort, there is no one who does not hate Karkaroff and is eager to kill him with his own hands.

From the perspective of human nature, traitors are always more hateful than enemies...

Obviously, the laughter echoing in the hall at this moment was regarded by Karkaroff as a kind of naked humiliation, and he immediately gritted his teeth and shouted: "I! The principal of Durmstrang Magic School - Igor Karkaroff, officially invite you to a duel."

"No problem, I accept." With a playful smile on his face, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

moment!

All the tables and chairs in the center of the auditorium moved around automatically, leaving a large circular space.

I saw him stepping to the middle of the field, pulling out the supreme authority disguised as a magic wand, raising his arm and making an inviting gesture gracefully.

Although Minerva McGonagall tried to stand up to stop the conflict several times, she was stopped by Snape next to her with her eyes.

Just like that, Igor Karkarov also followed to the center of the venue under the gazes of expectant or joking gazes, exuding an incomparably cold aura like a poisonous snake.

In a way, this is his truest side.

As for the usual serious and harsh image, it was all a disguise.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

……

Accompanied by the countdown of the students watching in unison, this "duel" that had no suspense from the beginning finally began.

To be exact, Karkaroff found himself unable to move, not even to blink, before raising his wand to release the first spell.

"Ah! It seems that the headmaster of the Durmstrang School of Magic wants to show his demeanor, so let's bow to each other first." Zhang Cheng bowed slightly while teasing in a malicious tone.

At the same time, Karkaroff also bent down uncontrollably and made a big gift of more than ninety degrees.

In such a weird situation, not to mention those who knew his character very well, even the students who watched him could feel that something was wrong.

Because Karkaroff is not a polite person, let alone this kind of bow that exceeds ninety degrees like a servant.

But before the people around him realized what had happened, Zhang Cheng lightly waved his magic wand and shot out streaks of colorful light.

In the blink of an eye!

The off-white overcoat on Karkaroff disappeared, replaced by white tights and a small white skirt that only female ballet dancers would wear.

next second...

Accompanied by the music of Swan Lake coming from nowhere, he began to dance lightly, making difficult ballet moves one after another.

At this time, even a fool would understand that Igor Karkarov had already lost, and he had lost so thoroughly that it was more like a public humiliation than a duel.

The students from the Durmstrang School of Magic turned their heads one after another, unable to bear to see their principal being teased like a doll by their opponents.

A full half hour!

It wasn't until poor Karkaroff finished the first scene that he realized that the powerful force that controlled him suddenly disappeared and regained control of his body.

As a Dark wizard, he obviously knew exactly what that meant.

This means that if the other party wants to kill, he will not even have the chance to escape.

So without even a word of nonsense, he turned around and rushed out, not even having time to change the ridiculous ballerina tights he was wearing.

Appreciating the embarrassing back of the other party, Zhang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and joked in a half-joking tone: "Wow! I really didn't expect that my dear Mr. Mr. Karkaroff has such amazing accomplishments in art. I dare Bet even the most professional ballet dancer can't dance as well as him."

"Pfft! Hahahaha!"