"You think I'm afraid of you?"

Malfoy jumped to the front desk of the classroom, and at this moment, the people around him scattered.

Keep this sentence to yourself. ”

After Aglaia finished speaking, she also jumped to the front desk.

Professor Melles put his hand into his robe, stepped forward slowly, stood between Malfoy and Aglaia, and said lightly:

"I've never stopped students from resolving conflicts in the standard wizarding way, but the duel in the academy ends there.

As an arbitrator, my decision. Can the two sides disagree with the irrefutable result?"

Both sides shook their heads in silence.

Professor Melles: "According to the custom of dueling, you have the right to choose your two assistants, and these two assistants must step forward to replace them after your side loses, and they will be eliminated in three games. ”

Aglaia immediately turned to look at Hoffa and Miranda, who shrugged and stood behind her to the left.

Looking at the other party's blue eyes, Hoffa knew that this was really going to be torn apart, and Aglaia wanted to be her dueling assistant herself.

He silently stood to Aglaia's right hand and narrowed his eyes.

Hoffa has a feeling that this generation of Malfoy doesn't seem to be the kind of straw bales that Decora Malfoy is.

Abraxas Malfoy turned and waved his green robe, pointing at Tom Riddle and another tall Slytherin.

"You two, come with me!"

They strode to the side of the classroom.

Tom Riddle pouted slightly, but his eyes stayed on Hoffa's face.

At this moment, all the wizards in the classroom stood up, no matter which house, they took out their wands with solemn expressions and waved them heavily.

It's like some kind of ceremony is being held.

Hoffa asked Aglaia in a low voice, "Okay, no, let me or Miranda do it for you." ”

He told the truth at this time, the Malfoy on the other side didn't look sloppy at all, and Aglaia knew a lot, but it was no different from Zhao Kuo on paper, and his combat experience was bound to be inferior to himself and Miranda.

Aglaia frowned: "Shut up, I won't let any of you make a move." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, all the students around her swiped their wands again. They all shouted loudly, and the momentum was amazing.

Hoffa looked at all the students around him who were pointing at the ground with wands and looked solemn, and then at the Gryffindor Dean who took out the parchment and took notes carefully.

He realized that this duel was not what he imagined, and it was not the style of watching the play fifty years later.

These shamans all follow traditions and rules unusually.

They revered the duel.

When they actually got to the dueling table, Aglaia and Malfoy quieted down, their faces filled with deep solemnity.

Melles: "Three, two, one, go!"

"Snake Spirit!"

Malfoy was the first to wave his wand.

A large transparent snake suddenly appeared behind Aglaia, opened its mouth and bit down.

Aglaia dodged with a quick roll: "Raven Storm!"

She spread her arms, and countless crows tumbled out of her robes, fluttering towards Malfoy.

Watching the crows fly in, Malfoy sneered, "That's all you can do, Drazeth?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes were wide and bright.

A sharp spiritual force field slashed through.

The crows in the sky suddenly changed direction and flew upside down in the direction of Aglaia.

Miranda hugged her arms and said in a little surprise: "The partition technique, it actually cut off the connection between Aglaia and magic, this guy has something." ”

Hofa's expression was a little more solemn, and the people who could develop their own spiritual force field at this age were not fuel-efficient lamps.

Aglaia didn't seem to expect this, and she took a step back with a look of horror. But the crows were so fast that in the blink of an eye, they wrapped Aglaia in layers and creaked and pecked at her face.

The picture is extremely terrifying.

However, in the face of this scene, several wizards present did not mean to move, whether it was Meles, Hoffa, or Miranda. Even Malfoy clenched his wand warily.

Boom!

Aglaia, surrounded by crows, disappeared in place.

It's the Copy Charm, the magic she'd been able to do before.

In the next second, she appeared less than two meters in front of Malfoy and raised her wand: "Except for your weapon!"

Malfoy was already on guard, he immediately took three steps back, and waved his wand like lightning: "Armor protection!"

Boom!

An iron armor descended from the sky, erected a shield, and blocked the spell.

However, Aglaia's spell fell on the iron armor, but it did not arouse the slightest reaction, not even a sound.

Malfoy's face changed, and it turned out to be an illusion again.

The real Aglaia appeared behind Malfoy, and with a look of disgust, she slammed into the batspirit spell.

At the moment of crisis, Malfoy gritted his teeth and calmed down, he turned to look at the big tall Slytherin next to Tom Riddle, and the tall Slytherin immediately stepped forward and prepared to cast a spell.

But then, as if in slow motion, Malfoy's and Slytherin's movements slowed down at the same time, becoming like Alzheimer's patients.

The taller Slytherin didn't react, and Malfoy's expression seemed to freeze.

The bat spirit spell hit Malfoy's body accurately, he slammed to the ground, rolled a few times, and his body was covered with countless bats, he clutched his chest, stood up angrily, and roared, "You cheat!"

(Hofa senses something is wrong, and asks Miranda, "You did that?"

Miranda tilted her head, her lips squirming, "Slow rays." ”

Hoffa raised an eyebrow.

Miranda sighed quietly: "In magic combat, she still lacks some experience, and the opponent is not the only one to guard against in the dueling arena. ”）

Aglaia on the field snorted coldly and pointed at the big tall Slytherin: "Who cheats?"

Malfoy glanced at Professor Melles, who was silent, and jumped up with a cold face, waving his robe.

"What about being proud of yourself, what if you get a point?"

She laughed, disgust and triumph on her face blending harmoniously. "Fuck off, don't be embarrassed here, give you a million Galleons and you're a piece of waste!"

Malfoy gritted his teeth, he stared at Tom Riddle behind him, waved his hand angrily, and roared:

"Riddle, up!"

Tom Riddle didn't have much of an expression, he glanced sideways at Malfoy, then drew his yew wand and came to the laughing Aglaia, bowed slightly, and then bowed to Professor Melles, who was presiding over the duel.

Melles nodded slightly.

Aglaia, who was already proud, looked at the visitor with her chin held high, "Is that you, Riddle?"

"Yes, please advise. ”

Tom Riddle said politely in a low voice.

"Let the horses come. Aglaia smugly twirled her wand between her fingers.

Tom Riddle didn't talk nonsense, and pointed his wand at Aglaia: "Death Striker." ”

A spell shot out of his wand, turning into a dense mass of steel needles as it flew through the air.

With disdain on her face, Agleia held out one hand: "Tariko-Skeya." ”

Appears with a flamingo's shield.

"I'm sorry. Riddle smiled on the other side of the dueling table.

The yew wand reversed, and he fell to one knee. His eyes instantly turned black, and his expression pressed to the ground with a hideous expression.

At this moment, the strange magic fluctuations made the hairs on the back of Hoffa's head explode.

An invisible black shadow emerged from Riddle's palm, swimming extremely fast and wrapping around Aglaia's body.

Her complexion changed dramatically, her arms went limp, and her shield vanished. The whole person seemed to be drained of all his bones in an instant, and he went limp. In the air, the steel needles of the firing pin spell were close to her.

Miranda was taken aback, "Oh no, curse!

She didn't need to be reminded more, the moment Aglaia's shield disappeared, Hoffa disappeared directly in place.

The next second.

Boom!

A massive broadsword plunged into the ground, blocking all the firing pins.

The clanging sound is endless.

The firing pin vanished, and Hoffa drew his broadsword and turned his head to look.

Aglaia saw Aglaia slumped to the ground at the moment, pale, clenched teeth, and her lips were purple.

"Don't look around. Riddle hissed softly.

"Chain Bondage!"

Rumble!!

Three chains with purple glow danced wildly from Riddle's wand and flew across towards Hoffa.

Hoffa tilted his head slightly, kicked Aglaia away, and disappeared in place again.

Three chains slammed into the ground, piercing the floor, and Riddle retreated.

In the shadows, Hoffa is faster.

He turned on the transformation life, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Riddle.

The sharp broadsword landed less than a centimeter in front of his head, slicing through several of Riddle's hairs.

Everyone exclaimed in unison.

Then the audience fell silent.

Riddle's face was pale and a little cold, but he did not panic, he put away his wand, and stood with his hands in his hands, and the sarcasm on his face was even worse:

"Transfiguration? However, Hoffa, your defenses are so lacking that you can't even pronounce a shield spell?"

The people below were stunned. All began to whisper.

Hoffa didn't have time to heed Riddle's sarcasm, and the broadsword turned back into his wand, and he retreated to Aglaia's side, crouching down.

I saw that Aglaia's eyes were bloodshot at the moment, she was breathing hard, and her body was constantly twitching.

"What did you do to her?" asked Hoffa.

"Why, do I have to explain all the moves to you in the dueling arena, Hoffa Bach?"

Slytherin burst into laughter.

"Quiet. Professor Melles calmed all the laughter in a calm tone.

He walked up to Tom Riddle and looked him up and down with a strange sparkle in his eyes.

"I can't believe that you have mastered such an obscure and profound curse technique, and you are truly a descendant of Slytherin. Still, can you undo spells, and if you can't, I think you'll probably end up in Azkaban. ”

"Look. ”

Tom smiled slightly, raised his hand, and clenched his fist with one hand.

A dark shadow was stripped away from Aglaia, who had collapsed to the ground.

With his decisive wand pointing in the distance, the black shadow immediately wrapped around a potted plant on the windowsill of the classroom, and the potted plant was quickly drained of all life and died on the spot, which was extremely strange.

Aglaia finally relented, and she collapsed in the crook of Hoffa's arm, cold sweat breaking out, and she kept gasping, and her breathing gradually stabilized.

Professor Melles clapped his palms, "Very good, very talented, I haven't seen a young man like you in years. ”

After speaking, he slowly walked up to Hoffa's side, with a look of regret on his face: "Textbook-like reaction speed, good transfiguration, but it's a pity that you violated the rules of the duel." ”

Melles said regretfully.

"Although you react quickly, this is not a transfiguration class, and in my assessment, only dark magic and defense can be used. So, in this assessment, you failed. ”

With that, Aglaia struggled to break free of Hoffa's arm, staggered to her feet, kicked away the chair beside her, and stumbled out the door.

Hoffa and Miranda glanced at each other and quickly chased after them.

It took a long time for them to catch up with Agrea.

I saw that on the balcony in the corner, she was holding the railing tightly, biting her lip, and her face was full of unwillingness and frustration.

Hoffa looked at her like that, knowing that she was almost at a low point in her life.

He whispered to Miranda, "You shouldn't let me go, if you use a spell, maybe we still have a chance to win." ”

Miranda shook her head: "You react faster than me, and it's useless for me to be on that situation." By the time he cast that spell, the Slytherins had already won. ”

Hoffa frowned and asked, "What kind of spell is that?"

"His other spells are ordinary, just normal attack spells. But the spell he unleashed on Aglaia ......."

Miranda pursed her lips a little pale and did not speak.

"Slytherin Curses. ”

It was Aglaia who spoke, and her voice was hoarse.

"The dark magic created by Salazar Slytherin himself, one of the most powerful curse spells in the world, can drain the life and magic of the victim, leaving the victim so weak that he cannot use any magic. ”

"So strong?"

Hoffa was dumbfounded, that dark shadow was actually a rare curse spell, or a spell developed by Slytherin himself.

"Then there's no way to crack it?"

"There is almost no solution, as long as once it is cast, there are only two ways to solve it, one is to replace it and use other lives to take it for you, and the second is to kill the spellcaster, not only to kill the spellcaster, but also to destroy the source of the spell's magic. Otherwise, the magic will follow until the victim is weakened to death. ”

Hoffa was surprised: "Isn't Del there an invincible man?"

"Invincible doesn't count. It was Miranda who spoke, and she sighed, "Any otherworldly magic has an extraordinary price. Curse-based magic, in particular, has strong side effects. Its backlash against life and reason is enormous.

Legend has it that Salazar Slytherin himself fell into madness in his later years because of this magic, and finally left school. But these are all legends, and it is not known whether they are true or not. ”

After she finished speaking, all three of them fell silent.

After a long time, Aglaia finally recovered a little from the shadow of defeat, and she pouted unwillingly:

"Still, I think that Slytherin Marvolo will be in good shape for a while, at least for a while. ”