"Stop the duel!" Professor Flitwick's shrill voice echoed throughout the auditorium, and Allen's eardrums seemed to be pierced and buzzed.

The effect of the sound was so remarkable that everyone stopped the magic and covered their ears.

"Oh my God," Lockhart said, jumping around the crowd and watching the aftermath of the duel, "you stand up, McMillan...... Watch out, Miss Fawcett...... Pinch it hard and the bleeding will stop immediately, Bout ......"

"I think it's better for us to do the last activity right now – elect representatives from each academy to duel. Lockhart said as he stood in the middle of the auditorium with a panicked expression.

"Ravenclaw chose Alan Harris. Professor Flitwick personally ordered the order, but no one from Ravenclaw objected.

With a polite smile, Alan walked over to Professor Flitwick.

Then Slytherin chose Draco Malfoy, who was in the same year as Allen. Professor Snape said, sliding briskly across the stage like a vicious bat, dragging Malfoy onto the stage.

"In that case, let's choose the little wizard of the second year. Gryffindor – Harry Potter Hufflepuff, represented by Justin Finchlery. Lockhart said, gesturing Harry and Justin to walk to the center of the auditorium, where the people stepped back to make room for them.

"Malfoy is in a group with Potter, Alan is in a group with Justin. Snape said with a sinister smile.

Professor Flitwick had no objection, and in his opinion, none of these men were Allen's opponents.

"Wonderful! Don't be afraid, like me, you can stop the spell effectively. Lockhart stroked his blonde hair and looked at Harry and Justin, who weren't in the dean's presence.

He raised his wand and swung it from side to side, trying to conjure up a complicated pattern, but accidentally dropped it on the ground.

Snape scoffed, and Lockhart hurriedly picked up his wand and said, "Ouch—my wand is a little overexcited." ”

Snape approached Malfoy and whispered to him. Malfoy sneered.

Professor Flitwick looked at Alan lovingly, unabashedly admiring her. He didn't have any words to tell Allen, and after several private trainings, he knew Allen's strength.

The first to play were Alan and Justin, and there was no suspense in the result, Justin was instantly removed from his weapon, but Alan controlled his magic, so Justin did not lose face in front of everyone.

Justin himself knew that Allen had shown mercy, so he glanced at Allen gratefully, conceded defeat, and walked off the stage.

But he didn't leave, he stood on the edge of the stage, wanting to see the other guys duel up close.

It was Harry's turn and Malfoy's turn, and Harry looked nervous, he hadn't been able to understand Professor Lockhart's method of stopping the spell.

"Three-two-one-begin!" shouted Professor Lockhart.

Malfoy quickly raised his wand and yelled, "Oolong out of the hole!"

The head of his wand exploded, and a long black snake burst out of it and landed heavily on the floor between the two of them, and then raised its head, ready to attack.

The crowd screamed, quickly dodging backwards, making way for the clearing.

"Don't move, Potter. Professor Snape said lazily, "I'll get him away......

"Let me come!" Lockhart shouted. He raised his wand and waved it menacingly at the snake.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the snake not only did not disappear, but jumped up more than a foot high and fell heavily back to the floor.

It was furious, sizzling and spitting out a letter and swimming straight towards Justin Finchrie, then raising its head and baring its fangs in an offensive stance.

At that moment, a strange syllable came out of Harry's mouth, and the snake collapsed on the floor, supple as a pile of thick, black watering hoses, its eyes fixed on Harry.

"What do you think you're playing tricks?" Justin shouted, his face full of anger and horror. Before Harry could speak, he turned and rushed out of the Great Hall.

Professor Snape stepped forward and waved his wand, and the snake vanished into a puff of black smoke.

Everyone around him was whispering and pointing at Harry, and even Professor Flitwick looked at Harry with surprise.

Alan was the only one in the audience who understood Harry's words, and what he said was, "Let him go!"

Seeing Harry standing on the stage at a loss, Alan opened his mouth to remind, "Harry, the duel isn't over yet!"

But Malfoy also heard Alan's shout, and he took the lead: his wand struck Harry hard, and Harry staggered, pointed his wand at Malfoy, and shouted, "Grin, hula!"

A silver light struck Malfoy's stomach, and he bent over, gasping for air.

Harry then squeaked Malfoy to his knees, and he was so limp with laughter that he could barely move.

Harry didn't chase after him, his eyes were on Professor Lockhart.

But at this time, Malfoy gasped desperately, and while aiming his wand at Harry's knee, he said with a smile, "Tarantella!"

Immediately, Harry's legs twitched uncontrollably, as if he were doing a brisk dance.

"Stop, stop!" Lockhart screamed, but Snape took control.

"Stop!" he shouted. Harry's feet stopped dancing, Malfoy stopped laughing, and they both looked up.

"So, who wins?" Lockhart frowned.

"Harry knocked out Malfoy first, but Malfoy also hit Harry. "Professors Snape and Flitwick discussed it and decided that they would each duel with Alan separately first, and then the outcome would depend on the situation.

Malfoy duel with Alan first, and Malfoy, who had seen Allen's strength, didn't want to duel with Allen at all, okay! But the dean was watching from behind, and Malfoy had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand on the stage.

It was Professor Lockhart who announced the start, but Malfoy did it as soon as he counted to two, "Oolong Out of the Hole"!

Malfoy felt that the spell Professor Snape had taught him would help him win!

But the truth is brutal, Alan waved his wand, and like Professor Snape, a beautiful vanishing charm, easily dealt with the snake.

The black snake flashed from tail to head and disappeared from the stage.

Allen's counterattack came in an instant, and it was still "except your weapon", but Allen showed no mercy, he wanted to teach Malfoy a lesson.

Malfoy fell to the bottom of the stage, and his wand came out of his hand, knocking Crabbe down on the head.

"The results are already obvious, and now, it's Potter's turn!" Professor Snape grimaced, clearly unhappy with Malfoy's performance.

Harry swallowed and stood on the stage.

When he returned to the bottom of the stage, everyone but Ron and Hermione were away from him. He didn't know what he had done wrong! At this time, he had to face the absolute powerhouse in his mind, Alan, and Harry felt that life was too hard!

The dazed and distracted Harry faced the calm and powerful Ellen, and the outcome of this duel was self-evident, and Alan easily removed Harry's wand and won the final victory!