A certain Hogwarts esoteric leader

"Of course it's a duel." The witch paused and said, "But think about it, how can we match you with a suitable opponent so quickly."

"Oh?" Yunieff asked slightly provocatively, "Does it rely on divination?"

"Part of it." The witch said as if she didn't understand.

"Part of it?" Yunieff asked.

"As a general principle, we hope to match wizards with similar strengths, so we grade the wizard's strength. The level is a number, and the higher it is, the stronger it is." The witch said, "But the strength of a wizard is difficult to say by words, and it's not Determined by unilateral factors such as magic power, people always tend to conceal their own strength. Veterans who have fought duels are okay and have records to follow. But a chick like you——"

She raised her head slightly and showed two scornful glances: "If you want to avoid being matched with an overly strong opponent and being beaten to death, you can probably only rely on divination to determine the preliminary level."

A little angry, Yunieff thought.

"Oh." He said, "But from what you're saying, it seems like there is still a choice between divination and not divination."

"Of course you don't have to do divination," the witch said, "but the arena will not simply set your strength to the lowest level."

"What do you mean?" Yunieff asked.

The witch explained: "Whether it is divination or not, the real rating is based on performance after the first duel. If you are divination, you will be matched with a suitable opponent based on the divination results; if you are not divination, you will be matched with a suitable opponent." , the opponent in the first duel will be assigned to you randomly, and you will be assigned according to the most recent match."

Yunieff asked: "Is there any difference?"

"Well." said the witch, "the ones who are idle are usually opponents that ordinary wizards are not happy to pick."

In other words, a more brutal guy.

Yunieff glanced at the witch and asked: "Don't the gladiatorial arena hope that novices can match those people?"

"It makes no sense." said the witch. "A divination or not?"

Yunieff said: "Then please give me a divination."

There is no need to deliberately increase the difficulty during your first exploration.

The witch glanced at him, as if surprised that he suddenly used a more polite term, but still said: "Put your dominant hand on the crystal ball."

While doing so, Yunieff asked: "Are you a student of Beauxbatons School of Magic? I heard that the prophetic wizards here usually come from Beauxbatons."

The witch stretched out her two slender hands and attached the fingertips to both sides of the crystal ball. She stared at the crystal ball motionlessly and said, "Don't ask any questions."

It seems so.

Yunieff continued to ask: "Do Beauxbatons' prophetic wizards specifically serve underground arenas? Is it so difficult to get involved now?"

I saw a vein twitching on the witch's right hand.

"Don't ask!" she emphasized.

Yunieff shrugged, his muscles undulating as a result.

About 10 minutes later... There were slight beads of sweat on the witch's forehead.

"How long does divination usually take?" Yunieff asked.

"Three and 10 minutes." The witch casually announced a number.

"Did it take so long?" Yunieff asked.

"Yeah. It's just that long." The witch gritted her teeth and said.

"Okay." Yunieff took back his hand on the crystal ball.

The witch stared over, and Yunieff saw her eyes under her hood. The pupils were green and very clear.

"No more divination," Yunivo said. "You probably won't be able to divination."

"What do you mean?" the witch asked coldly.

"I don't mean to offend, it's just a matter of personal fate." Yunieff said, "Not everyone can detect me."

"You have to figure one thing out." The witch said, "Since you walked into this room, you have to fight before you can get out. Therefore, if the divination is not completed, you can only fight randomly."

"Is there still this rule?" Yunieff asked.

"It's written on the door," the witch said. "It doesn't mean the door to the ground entrance, but the door to this room."

"..." Yunieff walked over, opened the door, looked around, and found that there was indeed a line of words carved on the lower side of the stone wall outside.

But it is gray, not very big, and is not conspicuous at all on the stone wall.

"Isn't this a scam?" he said.

"Do you have any unrealistic expectations about the gladiatorial arena?" The witch was still sitting at the table and said, "The black market, do you think it is a gathering place for dueling enthusiasts?"

"Besides, aren't you mentally prepared? How long does it take for you to walk down? That staircase is very long. You could have turned back during that time. But you didn't."

She seemed to have something to say, and seemed to have a lot of mental fluctuations.

Yunieff raised his hand to stop her from continuing to speak, and asked: "Why do you seem to be on my side?"

The witch opened her mouth to speak but then stopped.

Yunieff asked again: "By the way, if I go back the same way now, will I encounter any obstacles?"

So he walked back. The main purpose of his trip was to investigate, not necessarily to compete in a duel.

Then, he discovered that when he returned to the corner, the upward stairs were gone.

It was replaced by a fairly thick stone wall with no traces of carving, as if it were there naturally.

It's not some illusion.

If it is an illusion, the original ladder is more like an illusion.

The witch came up from behind him and said, "You can't go back. After entering that stone room, you can only move forward and fight. No matter you win or lose, you have to exit through another opening. This is the arena." rule."

"Really?" Yunieff turned around and asked, "Then how are you going to get out?"

"I also want to fight." The witch said, "After I finish my work today, there will be a duel that I must win. The reward from the duel is my reward for today. This is assigned to me and cannot be transferred. "

Yunieff added: "A man and a woman alone, living underground, aren't you afraid that I will do something wrong?"

The witch smiled and said: "The arena naturally considers this aspect and provides protection. After all, there are always extremely vicious people among those who dare to duel, but they are not a threat to me. You can give it a try, but I advise you to still It’s better not to try. Save some strength for the duel.”

despair!

In the dim candlelight, only a wisp of smoke and dust was seen rising, and Yunevo's figure disappeared from where it was. His muscles were tangled, and he threw out a punch.

Keng!

It was like hitting a piece of hard cold iron, making a crisp collision sound. The witch was wrapped up in the power, and her body involuntarily pressed against the stone wall. Then footsteps came one after another. Before the witch could react, Yunieff struck a palm He slapped it on the wall behind her ear and made a snapping sound.

The witch was only about 1.6 meters tall. Due to the height difference, Yunieff's figure completely blocked the candlelight, like a dark mountain pressing over her, while those eyes were condescending.

She couldn't help but hold her breath and her pupils dilated. Due to the protection, she was naturally not hurt, but she was mentally shocked.

Whose wizard used hand-to-hand combat?