Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 682 Life, Death and Victory

Suddenly, Malfoy was finally exposed to everyone's sight!

Harry, who had been frustrated for a long time, jumped up from the ground, ignoring his hair that was messed up by the strong wind, and charged towards Malfoy like an angry little lion. His surging momentum almost made Malfoy think that Potter was angry. I want to have a 'showdown between real men' with him. After all, when I was one or two years old, at the end of a dispute, fists were usually used to express anger and end the conflict.

But immediately, Draco denied his guess.

After Professor Brain's professional guidance for so long, if they still use fists in a duel, it would be an insult to themselves and Professor Brain.

As expected, Harry stopped less than twenty feet away from Malfoy. He didn't want to solve the problem with physical combat, but just to prevent Malfoy from doing any despicable tricks again. At this distance, with his In terms of speed, you can get close to Malfoy in one second.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

A more intense magic showdown begins!

If the high-frequency confrontation in the previous period was gentle and drizzle, the current confrontation between Harry and Draco was like a storm!

Both of them gave up the idea of ​​using strange moves to win, and both pursued extreme speed in their attacks. They used simple spells and simple spell-casting movements. There were even afterimages of their waving arms in the air.

Inducing, dodging, consuming, oppressing the living space!

This was simply a competition of dueling skills learned in Professor Blaine's physical education class. Instead of counting on their own spells to knock down their opponents, the two of them were forcing each other to reveal their flaws and lose on their own.

The cursed lights emitted by Harry and Draco flew around the room, and the explosions and fires looked like someone had lit a series of firecrackers.

In order to avoid being affected, Pansy and Astoria hid behind the armor, and the stunned Ron was also dragged behind an armor by Hermione.

Is this a duel between young wizards, rather than a magical competition between the Ministry of Magic's elite Aurors?

Ron's eyes widened and he was confused.

Such a fierce competition only lasted ten seconds, and then the situation on the field became clear.

Harry began to gain the upper hand. The courage hidden in the blood and soul of the little wizard of Gryffindor House made Harry fearless. At the same time, he also fell into an unprecedented excitement. He even smiled unconsciously. , his green eyes were also filled with bloodshot eyes. This short and hearty duel even made him feel the excitement and joy of winning the Quidditch final last year!

In a duel between opponents, the competition of momentum is very important!

The distance between the two people gradually got closer, reaching the point where they could touch each other in two strides. At this distance, it became very difficult to dodge the curse, and some rays of curse light even flew past Draco's cheek. He was scared!

"It's over, Malfoy!"

The fear gradually seeping out of Draco's eyes could not be hidden from Harry. He shouted loudly, turned his head and flashed a curse light that singed a few strands of his hair. He suddenly rushed forward and strangled Draco with his left hand. On the wrist of Draco's right hand, the wand stabbed forward like a dagger, stopping an inch in front of Draco's horrified eyes!

However, before Harry could give his victory speech, he saw Draco, who was full of fear, suddenly turn aside, and his pale face turned into a joyous one.

"That's not good, Potter!"

Draco bared his teeth and smiled, but before Harry could figure out the situation, Draco actually dropped the wand in his restrained right hand, flipped his wrist, and instead grabbed Harry's sleeve tightly.

"Get out of the way, Harry!"

While Harry was still in a daze, Hermione suddenly jumped out from behind the armor and screamed at Harry in horror.

hiss--

Harry didn't turn his head, but when he heard the horrifying roar, a picture automatically popped into his mind.

A vicious black python swam out from the belly of the armor behind him, slowly climbed onto the helmet, coiled up, bared its fangs and spat out scarlet snake letters, staring at his neck with cold eyes.

Harry's cheeks turned blue, and he understood instantly. The poisonous snake hidden in the belly of the armor was probably made by Malfoy before the black fog was blown away. He had been ordering the snake to hide. Just for this moment!

Whoosh!

The black shadow passed through the space and left an afterimage. Harry suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and then, the side of his face felt cold!

Looking at the poisonous snake standing on Harry's shoulder, Hermione and Ron were so frightened that they forgot to breathe and just stared at this scene blankly.

"You lose, Potter!"

Draco's pale cheeks flushed, and his gray eyes showed ecstasy. This was not a small fight between him and Potter before, but a real duel and a real victory!

The black python showed its ferocious fangs, and Harry could even smell the fishy smell from the mouth of the poisonous snake on his shoulder. His nerves were beating wildly, and his instincts were desperately warning him, reminding him what would happen if he took a bite!

Losing to Malfoy in a duel? This idea appeared in Harry's mind, and then it was completely crushed and thrown aside by Harry. He would never want to bear this kind of shame!

"That's not good!" Harry's eyes were bloodshot again, and he glared sharply at Malfoy, who was smiling proudly.

"I give you your words back!"

The smile on Draco's face froze for a second, and then he narrowed his eyes and darkened his face. Sensing his mood, the black python moved closer to Harry's cheek. Harry could even feel the wetness gushing out of the venomous snake's mouth. gas.

"Are you being stubborn, Potter, or are you not understanding the situation?"

Draco said coldly,

"I can take away your life at any time. Oh, the Dark Lord must have made a terrible mistake before you could escape!"

"Then you have to ask Voldemort himself what he did wrong!"

Harry said forcefully,

"Oh, of course I know the current situation, but the question is, did you overlook something, Malfoy?"

Harry shook the tip of his staff slightly, his voice filled with sharpness and determination.

"I still have my wand, Malfoy, unless your snake can kill me immediately, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't survive either!"

"You don't have the guts, Potter, you're just bluffing!"

The Dark Lord's name made Draco shiver. Before he could scold Potter, Potter's next words made him look sinister.

"Oh, yes, you think so?"

Harry said immediately,

"Then why don't you want to give it a try!"

"Stop it, Harry!"

The rest of the people in the classroom, Pansy, Astoria, Ron, and Hermione, were all stunned by what was happening. It was not a duel, how could it suddenly turn into a life and death contest? !

Hermione was the first one to come back to her senses. She screamed as if she had collapsed, and was about to rush forward to pull Harry and Malfoy away from the entanglement. However, the moment she took a step forward -

Clang!

There was a loud noise from the classroom door, and the door opened immediately, and a figure staggered into the classroom.

Neville rubbed his arms while grunting and climbed up. The collision with the door panel just now made him a little dizzy, so that a few seconds after he stood up, he realized that there was no room in this classroom. He alone exists.

And when he saw the situation clearly, Neville, whose cheeks were much thinner than those in the first and second years, fell into a daze. The shock even made his eyes pop out of his eyes!

silence, silence--

Except for the crackling sound of torches blown by the cold wind, no one spoke, and Hermione, who was about to separate Harry and Malfoy, was confused by Neville's unexpected entrance.

"I twisted the door handle for a long time without turning it. I thought the door was broken, so I bumped in."

Under everyone's gaze, Neville put away his funny expression and said nonchalantly,

"Am I disturbing you?"

(End of this chapter)