All things are three at Hogwarts

Seeing this hairy lion preparing to give a crucible of blood-stained stones to the lady of his dreams, Allen really didn't know what kind of expression he should use to face this situation...

Although the relationship between Allen and Ravenclaw has become not too strange to each other after getting along for a period of time, it is obvious that their relationship mode is still relatively strange and awkward. They even deliberately avoid calling in their lives. The other person's name is that Allen feels that calling the other person Rowena Ravenclaw or Luna Lovegood is a bit awkward and inappropriate; and Ravenclaw is not very good at handling this kind of relationship. In fact, for her In fact, it can only be regarded as making a blood oath with a strange boy, and being instilled with some memories that have not happened yet by my future self...

Gryffindor, who was obviously too chivalrous and not delicate enough, was still focusing on Allen's hands that were still on Ravenclaw's head, "My Godric Gryffindor from the southwestern valley of England is here. This is for Miss Rowena Ravenclaw from the Scottish Stream to officially challenge you to a duel of honor!"

"Alan Friedrich Harris from the Upper Rhine Valley, accept your duel of honor." Alan put down the comb in his hand. As a straight man of this level, Gryffindor would certainly not be looked down upon by Alan. He treated Ravenclaw as a love rival, but after all, the other party came to the door and was obviously pestering Ravenclaw. This made Allen have no intention of resolving the conflict through words. He also wanted to see if he could defeat this man who was said to be the best in this era. Duel Master.

"Private fights between wizards are prohibited here during the carnival. Besides, why do I need you to duel for me?" Ravenclaw frowned and looked at Gryffindor impatiently, "Also, if you want me to tell Helga, you may have to duel for me." Can’t you go to the pub late at night to support her activities?”

Gryffindor obviously only remembered the rules at this time. If it were another carnival, it would be fine, but this year it was hosted by Helga Hufflepuff, which made him, who always prioritizes action, also have concerns, "Well...then... Set the duel time at the end of the carnival! For the sake of honor!"

Under the divination table, Ravenclaw pulled Allen's hand to stop him from responding: "The Welsh-style broomstick competition with stilts and fire barrels will end in the afternoon, and we will borrow their venue to duel with broomsticks."

"Okay! I won't take advantage of you, boy! Just use your popular bollard trick! But there is no bladder keeper or we are both bladder keepers! Just the two of us! We each tie one on our bodies! Whoever goes first If you poke the other side with the tip of the broom, you will win the duel of honor!" Gryffindor's red hair, like a lion or a horse's mane, trembled like a turbulent wave amidst his roaring accent and exaggerated expression.

Allen shrank his body back to avoid being sprayed by the opponent's saliva: "See you on the field."

Seeing that Allen agreed to the duel, the excited Gryffindor calmed down: "Then we'll see you on the field. The fire dragon bladder is not that easy to find. I'll go to Helga to see if there is anything that can replace it." He said. After that, he strode out and prepared for the duel.

Ravenclaw directly cast a spell to make several crying children fall asleep, and then sat back on the chair, "He is too troublesome, but he is very good at dueling. I am not sure whether you can win as a minor. This is for you." It's unfair..." Then she tore off a few strands of rabbit meat with her teeth, "and no one in this era knows your cushion charm."

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, a huge bell rang throughout the area, announcing that the stilt fire barrel activity was about to begin. Amidst the noise and joy, the bell could only be heard faintly. A group of wizards wearing Irish plaid skirts came flying on broomsticks. People walking to the arena stood and watched. Some witches screamed loudly and then accelerated their pace to the arena. Only when Allen looked up It was discovered that these warriors were not wearing underwear at all….

As the players warmed up before the game around a series of burning barrels suspended high in the air on stilts, the crowd had already packed the arena. When the official bell rang, cheers filled the sky. Amid the bustling crowds, the athletes rode broomsticks one after another with the gallbladder of the goat, which the locals called Dom, which was actually a goat, quickly passed through the burning barrels, and finally threw Dom into the final In the barrel. This kind of game rules reminds Allen of the training methods he used when he joined the national team in third grade. They are almost the same except that there are no Bludgers and the possibility of getting injured when passing through the light circle.

Some athletes, either because of their speed or because of bad luck, were burned by the rising flames and lost the qualification to continue the competition. Therefore, the constant exclamations and sounds of regret on the field added to the area. There was new noise and commotion. When all the team members finished the competition, a young man with big brown eyes and brown hair who took the shortest time and did not catch fire won the victory.

He raised the barrel containing the gall bladder, shouted "rua" loudly to the audience, venting his excitement, and finally dedicated the entire barrel to a man in green linen clothes in the audience. The witch wearing a skirt, she took it and jumped directly in front of the champion's broom and sat on it. The two flew away on the broomstick amidst each other's laughter.

When the final bell rang again, the injured contestants received proper treatment. The fire barrel on stilts was obviously not as tragic as the crucible above the head before. Allen had not found anyone dying as a result.

When the players left the venue and the audience was about to disperse, the blazing flames on the wooden barrels suspended in the air roared in the wind, and Allen and Gryffindor walked into the competition venue. Noticing that there was still excitement to be seen, the crowd became restless again, and many wizards who had left also rushed back after receiving the news that there was a duel.

Godric Gryffindor was holding two bladders in one hand, and he threw the broom in the other hand to the ground. He took out his wand and pointed at the two bladders to "quickly enlarge" them. The bladder swelled up as if it had been rapidly inflated. He handed a bladder to Allen and said, "Fire dragon bladders are really hard to find. I got two warthog bladders from Helga's kitchen as substitutes."

After saying that, he tied the warthog's bladder to his waist with a rope. As soon as he stretched out his hand, his broom flew from the ground into his hand. He raised one leg and stepped onto the broom.

Allen didn't mind it at all. He followed Godric's example and tied a warthog's bladder to his body. He looked at the very simple flying broomstick and rode on it. As soon as he flew up, he saw Ravenclaw in the stands. Was waving at him.

Allen's hand gently held the broom and flew slowly to the wooden stand. Ravenclaw was taking the children to sit at the front of the temporary stand blocked by wooden boards. He looked at the witch in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Ravenclaw waved and motioned for him to ride a broomstick and get closer. Although he didn't understand, Allen did so and saw the other party took out a blue square scarf and tied it to Allen's head as a pennant. On the tip of the broom.

After tying it up, she did not discuss the discussion among the wizards around her. She looked at her work, nodded with satisfaction, and waved her hand casually to let Allen leave.

Godric's hand holding the broom was full of veins. He barely restrained his jealousy and loss and said nothing, but his face turned red. Muggle knights sewed tokens of their lovers' love on their helmets and cloaks, and even Women's clothes are used as lance flags, and they are used to compete with opponents. Then the Ravenclaws tie the kerchief on the tip of the man's broom. What she means is...