Hogwarts Slytherin

"I heard that some changes have been made to this year's duel competition, but I don't know what they are." Anthony said, "Reggie, what do you think they will change?"

"Change the opponent allocation rules?" Reggie said.

Over the years, the inter-school wizard duel competition has only been divided into senior and junior groups. The junior group is comparable to a big brawl, and contestants below the third grade are often cannon fodder.

"It shouldn't be that simple." Snape thought. The three of them were in the Room of Requirement. Since the potion had been used up, Snape was brewing the next batch of potion.

"Someone noticed that they seemed to have arranged something in the Forbidden Forest. When those idiots from Gryffindor wanted to break into the Forbidden Forest, they happened to encounter someone there."

Snape glanced at the potion and stirred it with his wand, showing a hint of satisfaction.

However, due to the shortage of materials, the amount of talent potion brewed this time was not large. Reggie and Anthony each took half and put it away.

Anthony licked his lips: "I hope they can surprise me."

"Maybe, I have a feeling that this game will give us a big surprise."

Reggie pointed the wand in his hand at the puppet, and the stone statue was pierced by his spell.

Then the two began to practice mechanically and repeatedly. This process was quite boring, but Reggie had long been accustomed to it and even enjoyed it.

He is the most talented student after that person in the eyes of the professors and a genius in the eyes of his classmates.

But what is genius?

Another spell was thrown out.

Genius is one percent talent, plus 90.00% nine percent perspiration.

******

Quidditch pitch, backstage tent.

When Reggie and Anthony entered, two representatives of Ilvermorny had just finished their interview. The two blond girls looked unhappy, because the reporter who interviewed this time seemed to have some kind of prejudice against American wizards, and they were not very happy about the two. The questions are also more about personal life.

This also caused the two Ilvermorny students who were originally ready to express themselves to change from enthusiastic smiles at the beginning to expressionless faces later.

Almost as soon as Reggie and Anthony appeared, the two Ilvermorny students rushed out of the door eagerly.

The interview between the two did not take long. Fortunately, they were not challenged by the reporter from the Daily Prophet. They looked like junior students and knew that they had little hope of winning. The reporter only asked some indifferent questions. Just let the two of them leave.

The interview subjects that can really cheer up reporters are at least senior students.

After the next interviewee came in, Reggie and Anthony were also arranged into the tent waiting area nearby, where many people were already sitting.

As soon as he entered, Regis took in everyone's expressions. He noticed that one of the fifth-year representatives of Hogwarts, a Ravenclaw student, looked haggard.

Her partner was still aggrieved.

It turned out that this reporter from the Daily Prophet was not only regionally discriminatory, but also seemed to be a bloodist. After learning that the Ravenclaw representative was a marrow wizard, he made several tricky and malicious remarks. question.

Many people were angry, but representatives from Slytherin and Durmstrang had no reaction.

Almost none of them faced any trouble from reporters.

Reggie discovered that Voldemort seemed to know Muggle tricks very well. Whether now or 20 years later, he would hold the Daily Prophet in his hands immediately.

"I don't know if the Order of the Phoenix didn't think of this or doesn't care." Reggie said thoughtfully.

He sat leisurely in the tent, checked his wand and potions, and even the magic patterns on the wizard's robes were re-strengthened by him.

At the end of the boring and lengthy interview, Maya Lawrence appeared in the tent,

She is the Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement, a half-blood witch who is currently fighting a bloody path in the Ministry of Magic where pure-blood power is increasing day by day.

Since the "Squib Bill of Rights" advocated for implementation at the beginning of the month was rejected by the Wizengamot, the mixed-race director has been silent. This time he came to Hogwarts to serve as a referee for the game.

Maya Lawrence looked at the room full of people, pursed her lips and smiled: "Children, please listen carefully to what I am going to say next, because I don't want anyone to ask questions after I finish speaking."

This was also Maya Lawrence's only friendly smile, and there was no more smile on her face until she left.

******

As time went by, the contestants became increasingly silent, which was in sharp contrast to the lively cheers outside.

Everyone's wands have been checked in advance to confirm that there is nothing wrong with each participating wizard's wand.

Reggie looked at the clock on the other end of the tent boredly. When the hands just formed a straight line, the game outside ended.

A sharp whistle sounded outside the tent.

Several wizards trembled nervously. These people were among the best in their grade. But participating in such a major event, many of them still couldn't be as calm as when they participated in the qualifying competition. The girls' faces began to change. They become pale, and most boys have gloomy faces.

"Next, let's welcome the players from the third grade group! From Hogwarts - Reggie Duke, Anthony Dolohov!" The commentator's voice sounded, followed by the deafening sound in the stands. of cheers.

"Reggie! Anthony! Come on!"

"Rigi, man! Hey, you stepped on me, did you see that? That's my friend!"

"Slytherin must win!"

"Glory to Slytherin!"

At this moment, all the students in Hogwarts were cheering for the two.

The commentator seemed to feel that the heat was almost up, and continued to introduce: "Their opponents are from Boothbottom-Naomi Berry and Serena Patrick!"

However, at the home court of Hogwarts, many people still cheered loudly for Reggie and Anthony, so the cheers from the Boothbottom girls were instantly drowned out by the crowd.

A grandstand has been transformed into the center of the Quidditch pitch at Nottingham University, which will be used for duels between all contestants.

Different from previous years, the junior group played against the junior group, and the senior group played against the senior group.

According to this year’s competition rules, the first round of duels will be conducted by grade, with two teams from each grade remaining.

That is 28 into fourteen.

The competition currently taking place is for the third grade group, which will be pushed back from the junior to senior grades.

This change has improved the sense of participation of lower-level students, at least they will not be ranked as upper-level students at the beginning and qualify directly as in previous years.

Reggie listened to the cheers from all directions and thought: "Why does it feel like a Roman Colosseum? I feel like the monkey being tricked."

"However, this feeling seems not bad." He felt his blood surge slightly, and the palm of his hand holding the wand was slightly sweaty: "I really want to cum."

"Game start!"

With a ball of light emitted by Maya Lawrence's wand, the duel of the third grade group officially begins!