Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Time soon came to Sunday amid the lively discussions among the little wizards.

After dinner, Harry and Hermione sat in the outer cloister of the castle. This is the place where they met the giant monster. On one side of the corridor are some long platforms where you can rest, and beyond that is the green pasture.

In the pasture, there is a small patch of grass that is a little short and sluggish...perhaps the soil there was affected by last year's troll blood.

Hermione had a look of anticipation on her face, looking forward to the Duel Club.

In fact, she has been worried about the dueling courses in the fourth and fifth grades in the future. She feels that she is just good at reading.

But now, with the duel club, maybe I can get into the practice of dueling earlier. By then, the fourth and fifth graders in the future will be able to cope with it more freely.

On the other hand, whether it was the troll incident last year or the Quirrell incident, she was actually very worried.

Especially the troll incident left a deep impression on her.

She could always remember the moment when the troll's big stick came down, and she could only freeze in place stupidly.

How stupid.

In her mind, it was this reason that led Harry to choose to find Quirrell alone instead of asking her for help...

You know, the troll incident was actually caused by Harry coming to her... If Harry hadn't come, maybe she would have died!

In other words, it was Harry who saved her life, but the Quirrell incident... This feeling of not being able to help made her feel very uncomfortable.

Harry didn't know what Hermione was thinking, he was just full of expectations.

Duel Club? I've decided to add it!

Hmm...it feels like time is running out even more.

After thinking about it, they saw Professor Flitwick coming down from the west tower, and the two of them greeted him respectfully.

"Professor Flitwick, are you ready to start?" Harry asked expectantly.

Flitwick nodded: "Yes, we have to decorate the auditorium now."

With that, he walked towards the Great Hall, followed closely by Harry and Hermione.

When they arrived at the auditorium, they were surprised to find a large number of young wizards gathered in the corridor. Harry saw one of them through the gap in the crowd opened by Professor Flitwick.

The long dining tables of the four colleges have disappeared, and a large stage has appeared along one wall. The hundreds of floating candles seem to be much darker than before, but what is surprising is that this is just the perception of color. In fact, they Everything can be seen clearly.

And it is precisely this that gives rise to a depressing sense of urgency.

At this time, Mu En was holding up the wand and pointing it at the ceiling of the auditorium.

"Professor Snape, what weather do you think would be better?"

"Whatever!" Snape said dryly. He was very dissatisfied with the announcement. The announcement "bringing a real duel" made him feel like a stage actor.

Although he did not mind a duel, such an announcement did make him feel a little unhappy.

Mu En didn't notice anything strange about Snape. The professors' duel performance was something they had decided on at the opening banquet.

And his attention at this time was focused on the skylight above the auditorium, which was cast with a weather spell.

Looking at the candles around him, he suddenly had an idea and snapped his fingers.

"I see!"

As he spoke, Mu En raised his little wand and pointed it upward. Suddenly, the clouds and mist surged, and the color of the entire auditorium became a little gloomier again.

Rumbling--

Thunder flashed among the black clouds, and in the next moment, a bolt of lightning fell, echoing throughout the auditorium, and then raindrops fell.

"Rainy night, thunder, duel!" Mu En nodded, "What do you think of this atmosphere?"

"It's perfect!" Professor Flitwick came to Moon's side at some point.

With that said, the three of them walked to the stage. In fact, this was the result of the expansion of the guest seat before. There were not many useless decorations. Those things were not needed for a duel.

"My hands have warmed up. To be honest, I haven't done this in decades." Flitwick's tone was full of expectation.

At the same time, as the three of them stood on the stage, the time came to eight o'clock as promised at the beginning. Seeing that the arrangement had been completed, the little wizards rushed in hurriedly.

Before long, the entire auditorium was filled with people.

"To be honest, there are many more people here than I thought." Flivi said with some excitement.

Mu En smiled: "Perhaps your display a few days ago really taught them a lesson."

"It would be great if that's the case." Flitwick smiled.

With that said, Mu En took a step forward.

After this period of getting along, many students have understood that Professor Mu En always has tricks to suppress their voices.

So at this time, even if Mu En had not done anything, they took the initiative to quiet down.

"Welcome!" Mu En nodded: "Welcome everyone to come here, to the first meeting of the Duel Club.

First, let me introduce to you the other two professors in this club. "

"Professor, there is no need to introduce the professor, we all know the professor." Someone whispered a convoluted joke, making everyone laugh.

Mu En shook his head: "No, no, no, I don't think you guys know each other."

"what?"

"Who doesn't know Professor Flitwick and Professor Snape?"

Mu En pressed her hands and met the eyes of the little wizards.

"First of all, let me introduce to you, Professor Filius Flivy, who was the three-time dueling champion of the British Underground Dueling Club!!"

After saying that, the little wizards immediately exploded. Although a small number of little wizards had heard this rumor before, they never knew whether it was true or not.

And it is difficult for these gossips to attract their attention. After all, even if he puts aside his body, Professor Flitwick's personality is too... gentle.

What's more, they had heard Professor Flitwick himself say a few days ago: "I have only a superficial knowledge of dueling."

Thinking about it, the eyes of all the young wizards looking at the professor changed.

Duel champion...is this called simple dabbling? ?

Soon, they turned their attention to Professor Snape.

The one who dabbled briefly was a dueling champion, so who would this Potions teacher be?

By the way... aren't there many rumors that Professor Snape is a Death Eater?

Thinking about this, all the young wizards looked at Snape with some fear, deeper fear than before.

"Only the stupidest guys like to make groundless speculations, put away your eyes that don't sparkle with any wisdom."

Snape's voice suddenly sounded, and the gloomy tone seemed to dim the light in the entire auditorium.

Moon raised his eyebrows. Well, originally he had prepared a violent enough introduction for Snape to make up for the fact that he did not have any substantive title.

To be precise, there is no title that can be introduced to young wizards.