"Captain, are you alright? Malfoy asked as if he pretended to be concerned, and then he pointed at Dudley and yelled, "This is a matter between us, you actually attacked our captain, teammates, let's avenge our captain!"

"Dadley!" Dudley rolled his eyes at Malfoy, this guy must have been possessed.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is reflected by the armor amulet.

The Slytherins saw what was going on, but what was going on was another, and they pulled out their wands.

Malfoy said 'mudbloods' in public, and their captains were down, and they couldn't fight even now.

Not to be outdone, the Gryffindor side was not to be outdone.

Both sides took out their wands and confronted each other, and as soon as there was the last straw that broke the camel's back, they would have a scuffle.

Dudley smiled, tapping his head lightly with his wand and retreating to Hermione's side.

"Hermione, show them the horrors of prop players. ”

Others are confused, what is called prop players.

Hermione understood, and she pulled out a dozen or so golden cards from her wizard's robes.

These were the Spell Cards, which Hermione had made over the course of a week.

Dudley was shocked when he saw her production process, and the one who made it was called skillful.

Before the summer vacation, Hermione could make three cards a week, all of which were up to the sky.

In the course of a summer vacation, Hermione's alchemy level and rune link level actually improved a lot.

Because of this, Dudley suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Hermione would go to France during the summer vacation, probably to learn alchemy with Nicol Lemay.

"Is this stuff going to be scary, is it going to make us scared?"

The Slytherins laughed, disdain on their faces.

Dudley only wanted to say that they were ignorant, had they seen what was called a spell bombardment, but they were not to blame for their ignorance, the spell cards had not yet officially revealed their power in the wizarding world.

Hermione wanted to throw the Terrible over and show them how powerful the Spell Card was, but she hesitated.

Most of these cards she made were evil spells, and these multiple cards, thrown at such a close distance, were equivalent to indiscriminate attacks.

If a Gryffindor is unlucky, it can also be hurt.

Dudley saw Hermione's hesitation, and he exclaimed, "It's okay, just throw it out." ”

His words were like reassuring pills, Hermione calmed down, took a deep breath, and pinched the dozen or so cards in her hand into a fan shape, and with a flick of her wrist, these cards flew out.

The golden card swirled in the air, and in the light of the sun, it shone and flashed.

“Boom！”

Almost everyone on the Slytherin side was under the spell, and the only one intact was Malfoy. The reason why it was so easy was because they didn't know what the cards did, and they were hit head-on by the Spell cards without any precautions.

On Gryffindor's side, no one was harmed because Dudley had cast the Guardian Spell beforehand.

The exclamations of the friends came and went, and their three views were refreshed.

Even Harry was no exception, although he had seen Spell Cards, but he didn't expect multiple cards to work so well together.

I saw the Slytherin crowd, some with their legs locked, some with bats on their faces, some who fell to the ground, and some who were stiff in place......

"A group of crooked melons and cracked dates, none of them can be beaten. Dudley scoffed.

"It's... What is this......" Malfoy's eyes were about to pop out, it was hard to believe that he had lost all his fighting ability in a split second.

If he hadn't felt something was wrong at that moment, he quickly applied the Guardian Charm to himself, otherwise he would have become one of the Curse Bearers.

"Heaven sends justice, have you heard of it?"

Dudley was actually quite surprised, if he changed the spell of the card, and was able to play hundreds of thousands of cards together, it should be regarded as real justice from heaven.

"Except for your weapons!"

"Except for your weapons!"

The two men used the disarming charm almost in no particular order.

Dudley and Malfoy almost thought of going together, one wanting to sneak up when the other was surprised, and the other trying to sneak up when the other was proud.

All of them have caused the situation now.

The two enchanted beams met in the air, and they didn't back down, one spell tilting in favor of Dudley, the other toward Malfoy.

No one can back down now, and if they do, they will be hit by a spell and disarmed.

Dudley was so depressed now, Malfoy's magic was beyond his estimates, and now the two sides could only be at such a stalemate.

He didn't bother to alert the crowd to attack Malfoy.

Is it really a 1v1 duel?

When it's over, he's going to scold Harry and Ron.

"Oh my God!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed, echoing from afar.

It was Colin Creevey, who had just hurried to find Professor McGonagall after seeing the crowd fighting.

Professor McGonagall ran over with her wizarding robes, and the scene was worse than she had imagined.

She cast a spell that hit Dudley's spell beam against Malfoy.

Because of the involvement of a third party, Dudley and Malfoy's spell confrontation ended with each of them taking three steps backwards.

"Who's going to explain the situation to me......"

Dudley ignored Professor McGonagall's presence, and he struck Malfoy with a silent spell.

It's a petrification spell.

Malfoy's arms and legs pressed together, and his entire body stiffened. Before Malfoy could fall to the ground, a huge palm appeared in the air.

"Smack!" There was a gust of wind, and the huge palm slapped directly into Malfoy's cheek.

He flew straight out and glided over the grass for some distance before stopping, bright red blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"That's not a good idea!" Professor McGonagall was out of breath, her breath rapid, the fold at the bridge of her nose popping up.

Fight in a group! And Dudley attacks a student while she's all present! Is this still what a student should do?

You must know that in a hundred years, there has never been such a major vicious incident in Hogwarts.

Professor McGonagall glared at Dudley and hurried over to see Malfoy's condition, not badly injured, but only under the petrification spell, and she lifted the petrification spell for Malfoy.

Malfoy spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered to his feet.

Dudley was still very measured.

Professor McGonagall dragged Malfoy towards Dudley, "Give me a reason, or you'll be ready to be notified of your withdrawal." ”

"Professor......

The Gryffindor friends exclaimed.

Dudley waved at them, signaling that it was all right.

He looked up calmly at Professor McGonagall and said slowly, "Mudblood... This is what Malfoy called Hermione. ”

Professor McGonagall's face changed, and she saw the anger in Dudley's eyes, and a wary heart rose in her heart, afraid that Dudley would attack Malfoy again.