"You, when did you come here," Ron's face turned red for a moment, then turned a little pale, and the boy shrank behind Harry in fear.

"William, when did you come here?" Unlike Ron, Hermione said with some excitement,

"Also, that invisible magic just now is awesome."

"I just arrived, and the one I just cast is the Transfiguration Charm, Hermione." William explained to the girl, then looked at Ron again,

"Don't let me hear anything like that, Weasley. Otherwise, you will suffer the wrath of the Friedrichs. ”

Ron didn't say anything more, and it could be seen that the boy was very afraid when he really faced William, but he didn't seem to have too many shortcomings except for his bad mouth, low IQ, and too much jealousy.

However, Merlin is on top, and this is enough of shortcomings!

"Ron, he also did something unintentionally, Friedrich, you don't take it to heart." Harry stepped forward to say a word for his friend. Coincidentally, both of them are big celebrities, but this should be the first communication between the two people.

"Scarhead, are you here to give you a funeral with so many people?" Before William could reply, a voice came from outside the door, and Malfoy walked in with Crabbe swaggering in from outside the door.

What can this bear child learn from these scenes? William muttered inwardly.

"Draco, you're here, let's get started." William waved his hand, took out his wand and drew a large circle on the ground, and used his magic to conjure a flag and stick it in the center of the circle.

"The rules are like this, finish early, no assistants involved, only Potter and Draco. Whoever loses his wand first or is knocked out of the circle loses, and the winner is determined by the first round, do you have any objections? ”

"Why don't you have an assistant?" Before Crabbe could say anything, Ron next to Harry stood up unconvinced,

"It's not the same as saying yes." The boy seemed to have forgotten his ugliness.

"If you want to duel, you can fight me, Weasley. Now I'm the referee, and everything is as I say. You two, what's the problem? ”

"Nope."

"I don't have a problem either." Draco and Harry replied one after the other.

"Alright, now you two stand on either side of the circle, prepare your wands, and bow."

The two people stared at each other, neither of them wanted to bow first, and the others in the showroom also held their breath, and the atmosphere was a little tense for a while.

After a few minutes, William really couldn't stand these two people who were still staring at each other,

"Hurry up, what's there to see, isn't it just a bow, doesn't it matter who comes first and who comes last? Draco, you come first, bowing is a wizard duel tradition. ”

Draco bent awkwardly towards Harry with an angry expression.

"It's your turn, Potter." William watched Draco bow before turning his head to look at Harry on the other side.

Ron, Hermione, and a group of other young wizards stood aside, nervous and curious, waiting for the duel to begin.

"Alright, now listen to me." William saw Harry bow and said,

"Three, two, one, go!"

"Tarangtella Dance!" As soon as William's words fell, Draco's spell was released, hitting Harry's leg while he was still in a state of bewilderment.

It seems that Draco has prepared the spell seriously after dinner, at least now that Harry's mobility ability has been more than half gone, William commented in his heart.

Harry felt as if his legs were out of his control, and he danced in a very different style on the spot.

Well, just one spell is on now, and you're done.

Draco, Draco, what are you doing? William looked at Draco, who was standing there watching Harry laugh.

What are you doing with your output? It's all under control, you output! William complained frantically in his heart.

"A flock of birds!" Harry finally adjusted his body, and he raised his wand and used a spell he had learned from Professor Flitwick's Charms class at Draco.

A dozen birds emerged from the tip of Harry's staff and chirped towards Malfoy.

"Grinning hula!" Malfoy flailed his arms in a panic, and in his panic threw a spell in Harry's direction.

However, Malfoy's spell didn't hit Harry, because Harry had already dragged his still twitching legs and jumped out of his position when Malfoy lost his vision.

I can't see that the savior still has a little talent for duels. William thought to himself,

At the very least, he knew how to quickly change his position after covering his vision with a magic spell, rather than staying where he was and being beaten.

Soon, Malfoy regained Harry's position, and Harry finally returned to normal, and the two men pointed their wands at each other again.

From William's point of view, this duel was simply boring, and neither of them could have any clever spells or moves, so they could only stand in place like two super soldiers and level each other.

This is a bit boring for William, who has seen the mastery of Flitwick's duel skills, but ,,,,

"Beat him! Beat him, Harry. ”

William looked at Ron, who was standing on the side and shouting, and Hermione, who was a little nervous next to him, and could see that the girl's nervousness also contained a sense of excitement, no wonder she was assigned to Gryffindor.

It's a good thing, but this kind of duel is a normal little wizard.

In the end, Malfoy, who has lived in a wizarding family since he was a child, is more or less familiar with wizarding duels than Harry.

He used a leg-locking charm to rein Harry again, and this time, Draco didn't make a mistake, and followed up with a disarming spell that struck Harry with pinpoint accuracy, knocking the boy's wand flying.

"I, I lost." Harry was a little frustrated, but he simply admitted it.

"Scarhead, you can't beat me." Malfoy looked at Harry with a smug expression,

"Alright, it's finally over, I'm dying of hunger, I'm going to the cafeteria to find something to eat." William's boring tone interrupted Draco's taunt,

"I'm leaving, Draco, you stay and taunt, you'll be beaten up in a while, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Wait for me, William." As soon as William left, Draco immediately chased Crabbe out, leaving only a few of Gryffindor's lion cubs in the prize showroom, staring wide-eyed.

"And they just left?" Ron looked at the backs of several people leaving in disbelief,

"I thought we had another group fight to fight."

"What kind of kitchen was William just talking about?" Harry asked Hermione curiously, that the boy didn't find it so difficult to talk about the defeat he had just had.

Almost, I'll win it back next time, Harry swore to himself.

"That's the key to Hogwarts, where the food we eat every day is made, and I really don't know how William found out there."

"Maybe he's just bragging." Ron pouted.

"He's not you Ron, he won't brag." Hermione retorted sharply,

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Harry quickly caught between the two of them,

"It's not too early, let's go back quickly."

"Meow~"

"Wait, did you hear a cat meow?"