Being a bastard at Hogwarts is not safe.

"Come on, Brian!"

"Come on Gore!"

The students of the two colleges under the stage were all erupting. Brian lowered his head slightly and saw George and Fred, who were the happiest in Gryffindor. The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

Brian sighed in his heart, smiled a little, and nodded to the cheering crowd around him.

It is impossible to win, I have to do my job as a salted fish, as long as I don't lose too ugly.

I didn't expect that the first time I appeared in the public's field of vision, I was forced by the old bat and had a headache.

Underneath, several people who had previously participated in guarding the Hogwarts squad showed knowing smiles on their faces.A first-year student who can play contract magic well, Malfoy really picked the wrong opponent for his bodyguard Goyle this time.

Only Sonia, who knew Brian's temperament well, seemed to have guessed what would happen next, she pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes flickering.

Lockhart pretended not to see Goyle's disregard of etiquette. Just now, Snape's magic still gave him some deterrence, and he should take as little care of Slytherin as possible.He raised his head and said with a smile: "You can only use the Disarming Curse! It means disarming the weapon! We don't want any accidents."

Goyle squinted, looked at Lockhart, thought for a while, then nodded and said, "I know."

Brian nodded as well.

"Okay, 1,2!"

"and many more!"

Brian let out a long shout, and Goyle was stretching his wand forward, almost stabbing Lockhart beside him.Lockhart turned his head and glared at Goyle, frowning and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Since it's a duel, there should be rules. How to count as a win and how to count as a loss. What if you can't use the Disarming Curse?"

Lockhart was taken aback for a moment, as if he had never considered such a question.The purpose of holding a duel club is purely to look cool, and by the way, to promote a wave of his own books.And whether these lower grade students can use the disarming spell is naturally out of his consideration.

But what Brian said was well-founded and irrefutable.After he bowed his head and pondered for a while, he breathed out quietly, and said loudly: "In this case, if students who cannot use the disarming spell can use other non-strong offensive spells instead. The wand falling into the opponent's hand is the criterion for winning or losing. If you really can't hold on, you can admit defeat!"

Brian nodded in satisfaction, agreeing.

After the rules were established, this kind of farce-like informal duel became relatively more formal.Brian and Goyle faced each other again, holding their wands to their chests.

Goyle was ready to go, ready to cast the spell when Lockhart called 2.The boss, Malfoy, had told him a long time ago that this wild friend of Harry Potter must be ashamed in front of the whole school.

"1......"

"and many more!"

Bryan yelled again, and Goyle dropped his wand to the ground with a shudder.

"What's wrong!" he shouted angrily!

Brian looked at him sincerely, and said slowly: "Student, why don't we have a literary battle..."

"Wen Dou, how do you fight?" Gore asked suspiciously.

The eyes of the students in the audience also had a little doubt, this is about to start a fight, why did they come up with another Wendou.

"Why don't we have a duel by dictating spells, you say the name of the spell you want to use, how about I dictate the countermeasure?"

Gore can't speak with his head, he simply thinks it saves effort.Before Lockhart stopped him, he responded immediately: "Okay, I'll use your disarming weapon!"

"I use the Iron Armor Curse, I block it!"

"You didn't have time to use the Iron Armor Curse!"

"Then I will flash!"

"I predict!"

"I predicted your prediction!"

Several black lines hung on the foreheads of the people around, and the people in the audience looked at Brian and the silly Goyle with strange expressions.

Snape's face was even scarier, and Malfoy growled with a livid face, "Goyle, you idiot, use a wand, you idiot, what are you talking about there?"

"Stop, stop!" Lockhart finally squeezed into the middle of the two contestants who were breathing sweetly, and stopped him with his hand. "Dueling in the magic world is a sacred thing, you must take it seriously."

With his fingers, he pointed to the direction where the two were originally standing, signaling them to return to their positions and start a duel.

"1,2,3, start!"

"Grin-hu-la-la!" Goyle used a mischievous spell the moment Lockhart announced the start. Although he was stupid, he still understood that advanced spells like the Disarming Curse were not something a student of his age could use.What's more, the boss said that he would severely humiliate the opponent's students on the field!

The green magic light flew out from the tip of the wand like a bolt of lightning, flew straight over, and hit the open space beside Brian.

"Goyle! What kind of plane are you idiot doing? Can't you hit him if he just stands there?" Malfoy couldn't help but growled again in a low voice.

"Boss, I'm predicting the direction of his avoidance!"

What is more irritating than losing to Harry is that there are pig teammates like Goyle around him.Malfoy turned pale with anger, if he wasn't on the field right now, he really wanted to rush up and give him a critical blow.

The corner of Brian's mouth twitched slightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "I said it all, I predicted your prediction..."

"Tarantella dance!"

"Grind and hooray!"

"Stop stiff legs!"

Goyle seemed to be irritated and continued to cast basic prank spells one after another in the direction of Brian, seemingly majestic.

On the other hand, Brian held his wand, kept moving his feet, and kept dodging to the sides in an extremely embarrassing figure, barely avoiding Goyle's curse attack every time.

The mischievous spells released by young wizards at this age are easy to dodge. It is much easier to just look at the position of the tip of the wand to determine the direction in which the spells are released, let alone the spells cast by mentally handicapped Goyle.

It's really not that Brian doesn't want to admit defeat. If Goyle used a disarming spell like dispel your weapon, then he would pretend to be caught by him with two casual spells.But once such a spell is used, it will become the laughing stock of the whole school.

But that's okay, Brian still has the script set up!

In the blink of an eye, Goyle had cast several spells, and Brian just dodged!

Gore's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his movements became more and more anxious. Finally, he made a huge mistake and mispronounced the spell.

"Stand still!" Brian "seized the opportunity" and cast a spell on the empty space next to Goyle for the first time.

Unexpectedly, the fat man with well-developed limbs made a mistake in his busy schedule, and actually took a step across, sending his body in front of the curse.

Gore's legs were instantly joined together, and the whole person fell forward due to inertia.At this moment, he gambled and shouted: "Disarm you!"

There is no light, no fluctuations.

After Goyle fell on his face to the ground, he felt an object hit him from the air.

He raised his head struggling and looked forward, just in time to see Brian leaning back, staggering back a few steps, the wand in his hand had already disappeared!

Brian raised his head and sighed, his face was very aggrieved, and he lamented: "Forget it! After all, I still have too little experience, and I am too proud to successfully use the magic spell once. I am really inferior to others. I lost!"

Gore:? ? ? ? ? ?