Spell Players at Hogwarts

The first holy swordsman of Hogwarts?

Although I don’t know why there is such a nickname, Lynch said that the final right of explanation belongs to Tmall Group.

When the time comes, wait for Leah to condense into shape, and then let her go around in front of Ron or Neville.

There is no other meaning. The main thing that stands out is despair.

But...it doesn't seem like it's a big loss to turn fantasy into reality?

"We can see that the King of Knights has appeared in both sides' decks. This will be an evenly matched battle, and the winner..."

"The key to victory or defeat is whose King of Knights appears first!" Jordan jumped up. "At this point, there is no doubt that the Chosen One is the one."

"Blindly amplifying your moves is not the key to victory!"

Cedric's eyes were sharp, and the murderous look between his brows and eyes made Jordan even more...

He is actually questioning my ability as a professional commentator and designer?

"In the face of crushing form, any resistance is meaningless!"

"Are you questioning my judgment?"

"I'm just telling the truth!"

The eyes on the commentary table were as bright as lightning. Although he had just experienced a biological crisis, in the face of major issues of right and wrong, Jordan's performance was...

"Quick, cut off the sound!"

Lin Qi said anxiously, and two staff members immediately ran out from the side and lifted the two people who were fighting together with their chairs. Fortunately, there will not be more until the Tmall Genie is released. People know about the on-site incident at the commentary desk, but speaking of the Holy Sword...

Lynch put down his hand. At the same time, the battle between Neville and Ron quickly entered a white-hot state on the duel stage.

What is the secret of knighthood?

charge!

The continuous offensive like a tidal wave never gives the opponent any chance to breathe.

With the activation of domain cards on both sides, the original lava floor transformed into a city paved with white marble.

The realm of the Round Table of Camelot.

This is also a special little easter egg. When the two areas overlap, the light and shadow effects that were originally limited to the ground instantly spread throughout the entire space.

The fence originally used for isolation was covered with special effects like a city wall, and in the center of the city, the wizard robes covering the two people also turned into knight armor.

For a 12-year-old boy, this kind of costume change that is full of middle-school style is even more exciting. The blood of the two people is in full swing, and they want to turn the magic wand into a long sword and rush forward to chop.

But the same goes for using duel cards.

The two thought honestly that in the eighth round, the offense and defense of both sides reached a critical point.

With the addition of a golden card, the already noisy venue erupted in uniform exclamations.

"What do you mean by the chosen one?" Jordan regained the right to speak.

In just seven rounds of confrontation, under Ron's command, nearly half of Neville's health was deducted. This was a blow to Jordan.

I...but I have paid off a month's allowance!

"This doesn't mean anything. There are not enough sacrifices on Neville's field." Cedric pointed out Neville's disadvantages pointedly. Under the attack of Ron's cavalry spell, Neville cannot exist on the field at the same time at the same time. Three or more summons.

"It doesn't matter, I believe in Neville's strength."

"Ah!"

Cedric sneered, but after receiving the warning, the two of them had no intention of taking action on the spot.

"You can't summon it!" Ron gritted his teeth and said, although he was very unhappy, judging from the appearance, Neville's gold card was ready at this moment.

"Don't underestimate me!" Neville endured his trembling heart and opened the magic card that had been kept in the preparation area.

"Merlin's gift, draw two extra cards from your hand, my God!"

Jordan grabbed the microphone and yelled, and at this moment, Neville also reached into the ball of light shrouded in black fog.

"It's the Servant Summons and the Land of Avalon, my God, what kind of luck is this!"

Jordan uttered his loudest exclamation in a tone that was close to high... high.

At this moment in the duel stage, Neville also smiled shyly with relief.

Although I don’t quite understand why I am so lucky, who can say for sure about luck?

30 seconds later, an armored girl wrapped in golden light appeared in the center of the field holding a sword.

Dots of golden light spread like water ripples, green eyes, golden ponytail, plus the dull hair sticking out from the top of the head...

"I declare that the game is over!" Jordan jumped up from the commentary table excitedly, while Cedric looked at the difference in health between the two sides with a gloomy face.

Well, at sixteen o'clock, even if the King of Knights takes action, he has to strike with... two swords, right?

But Ron didn't seem to find it difficult to accept it. He just watched calmly as Artoria launched a charge and instantly destroyed two of his summons. After that...

"Activate the trap card and copy the image."

Ron calmly revealed his trump card, and 30 seconds later, an identical Arturia appeared in the center of the field.

"Yes, this is the charm of tactics. From now on, who dares to say that mirror copying is useless?"

Cedric took the microphone back. At this moment, he was in the same mood as Ron, unfazed by the humiliation, and even wanted to laugh a little.

"For this card, I discarded Mordred."

"I won't lose." Neville said very seriously, and then at the beginning of the ninth round, he equipped his own Knight King with Avalon.

"Two gold cards?" Ron felt that he should say something, but when he saw that the other party had liberated the Wind King's barrier and was still wearing a crown and a quilt, the King of Knights was comparing it to the fact that he was holding an invisible sword and also had For knights without quilts, the difference lies not in the macro but in the details.

"It's over." Lynch shook his head, and then started practicing for his new product launch conference.

If it were yesterday, Lynch would still firmly believe that Ron could easily win the first World Championship.

But after witnessing Neville's luck with his own eyes... there's nothing left to say.

Luck is also a part of strength. If allowed, do you always keep some blessing elixirs around you?

Ten minutes later, following the ultimate battle between the two sides, with only two drops of blood left, Neville equipped his protagonist with a holy sword and rushed over to personally take away all of Ron's hopes.

At this point, the Hogwarts Cup Duel Card World Finals came to an end. Amidst Neville's exclusive music, Lynch also personally came on stage as the organizer to present Neville with the championship trophy and a large bonus of two thousand galleons. .

In this era when there was no so-called club share, Neville, as a cub less than twelve years old, transformed into a 2000-yuan household that many wizards envied.

Galleons, which are completely free and at one's disposal, are such a valuable asset to the majority of fellow male wizards in this era of courting before marriage and raising children after marriage.

As No. 2, Ron also received a bonus of three hundred galleons as encouragement.

Ron was originally in a very low mood and was extremely enthusiastic about Neville's opportunities, but after receiving three hundred galleons in his pocket, Ron, who came from a poor family, was immediately carried away.

It seems that it is not so difficult to accept?

This is the preciousness of a young mind. Before one understands what jealousy is, what else can be left besides envy of one’s friends?

As for whether the Holy Sword is used by the Holy Sword, as the old saying goes, Tmall Group has the final right of interpretation.

After seeing off the champion and runner-up, the originally bright stage dimmed again.

Combined with the form of subsequent product launches, a short CG quickly made the venue excited again.

For this reason, Lynch also specially invited Penello and Percy to participate in the performance to play a couple who cannot see each other across mountains and seas.

"Yes, messaging, video calls, the latest news, beauty, price fluctuations of Diagon Alley store products, and the latest ladder rankings, you can have it all together on this Tmall Elf."

"Independently developed by Tmall Group, coupled with a large number of base stations, I can assure you here that even with the lowest authority, you can enjoy a delay error of less than one second, truly realizing communication anytime and anywhere..."

Standing in the center of the stage, Lynch slowly introduced the functions of this new product to everyone.

In the Slytherin square, many little snakes who couldn't stand it showed their contemptuous eyes.

The old snakes were talking about something like a double-sided mirror, while the younger snakes were simply unhappy that Slytherin was not in the limelight.

As the price was announced, the wizards who had already lost interest suddenly widened their eyes.

If calculated according to the traditional double-sided mirror, the price difference of nearly ten times immediately makes people feel energetic, especially when it comes to the room for keyboard players to play such as group chats, current affairs comments, etc., even Dumbledore is... right in front of him. One light!

Ahem, people always like new and trendy things when they get older. Is this the real secret to staying young?

After feeling that the emotional foreshadowing was almost complete, Lynch returned to the current main business of Tmall Group.

Everyone sitting here is a fan of Duel Cards, so as a company that started with games, how could it possibly engage in technological research and development without doing its job?

In his heart, Lynch refused. As a key step in opening the door to a new world, Wizard's Domain was naturally placed in the finale.

3D world, Two-dimensional painting style, starting from the familiar Hogwarts Castle step by step to unfold a wonderful life with unlimited magic?

Have you ever seen a black dragon that looks like a mountain? Have you ever seen the use of magic to summon falling stars? Have you ever seen a bat spirit hidden in a dungeon?

???

The twins in the audience gave a perfect thumbs up, and when Xingchen touched the corner of his mouth...

"Can you be sure what kind of spirit was born?"

In the stands, an enthusiastic fan wearing a colorful robe and holding a light stick in his hand was trying his best to release his emotions.

It was the collision between the slightly bulging bellies, it was sweat and happiness...

"Luthor, hey, Luthor!"

"Stop, put your clothes down, I don't want to see your sweater!"

"Luther!"

"Oh, please Devin, don't spoil the fun, okay?" The stupid bird, still smeared with oil paint on his face and trying to fly to the sky with the rhythm, was pulled down hard by a cold palm.

"Disappointing?" Devin suddenly raised his head, "What do you think the two of us are doing here?"

"What to do?" Luther frowned, "What else can you do? This is Hogwarts. As for me, I'm here to watch the game. What about you, do you need me to go over and get an autograph for you? ?”

"Don't be ridiculous asshole, who needs a kid's autograph."

"Really?" Luther stopped the light stick in his hand, and as his eyes shifted, he spotted a touch of color under Devin's robe...

"The Sword of Rotating Victory? Hey, why didn't I think of turning the wand into this thing!" Luther showed a pleasant smile, and then with a pinch of his hand, the fluorescent panel originally held in his hand turned into a A golden holy sword.

"Now, do you need to kneel down?"

"I kneel to you***!"

Devin frowned and said a Latin curse, "Is this a necessary disguise?"

"Disguise?" Luther tilted his head, "If you are willing to give me the Shengli you just opened, I will believe you!"

After speaking, Luther looked at his partner with shining eyes, "How about it, it's a good deal, but it's of no use to you anyway."

"This is evidence!" Devin was furious, and the sword in his hand turned into a wand, "I mean, this is the key."

"Where's the cat elf's order that day?"

"This is... a necessary material purchase!" Devin muttered, then quietly stuffed the leaflet distributed by the staff back into his pocket.

"Ha, as expected, we thought of going together." Luther gave a friendly punch with his belly. In the friction, an unprecedented...

"Don't change the subject." Devin pulled his cloak down, feeling the strange and fiery gazes of the surrounding audience. Although he wanted to leave now, Devin had to secretly curse a Latin curse.

This damn Korean culture.

"Are you sure? The pure spirit is in that boy?"

"How do I know?" Luther said nonchalantly, "There are so many people here, and there is so much magic interference."

"Where is your holy carving? Have you not tried it?"

"Is this still worth a try?" Luther's eyes were full of disdain, "If a spirit is really born, it must be the great Knight King, with that figure, then..."

"You fart!" Devin cursed fiercely, "Then you haven't realized how powerful Lord Gawain is. How can a teenage girl be the opponent of the Sun Knight?"

"Ha!" Luther snorted, "So that's an epic!"

"This in itself is... a blasphemy against history!"

"Heretic, draw your sword!" Luther glanced over indifferently, "I will launch a holy war against you in the name of my Phoebe Luther!"

Devin: (O?O)

"Meat, eggs, and onion chicken!"