It's night. Phil House.

Kenneth was lying on the marble fence of the balcony, blowing in the evening breeze.

Suddenly, Kenneth felt a tap on the shoulder, turned his head to find Mick smiling and holding two bottles of milk, and felt a little trance-like, and felt a cold hand after taking the glass bottle in his hand.

"Aren't you going to Professor Duncan's today?" Kenneth bit the cap of the bottle and drank it in one gulp, leaving the empty bottle in his hand, feeling refreshed both physically and mentally.

Mick shook his head: "The professor said that today just finished the first round of the competition, let me have a good rest." ”

Kenneth looked at the Lutheran Tower in the distance, the top of the tower flashed with a blue light, and his brows furrowed slightly: "Mick, isn't it good that you have been following Professor Duncan like this and not interacting with other students?" ”

Mick was stunned, he hadn't realized what was wrong with this, and asked strangely, "Is there anything wrong with this?" ”

Kenneth saw that Mick didn't feel anything abnormal at all, and after thinking about it, he smiled toothily and said, "It's nothing, don't take it to heart, just ask." ”

Mick glanced at Kenneth strangely, leaned his back against the fence, took out the corkscrew from his pocket that he had just been looking for for a long time to find, pried open the cap, glanced at Kenneth and asked, "Are you nervous?" ”

Kenneth waved his hand and said, "How come?" How could I be nervous? ”

"Really?" Mick raised his head and took a sip of iced milk, letting out a hearty sigh.

“…… Okay, I'm a little nervous, but it's just a little bit. Kenneth gestured to Mick, "After all, I've already lost to Senior William once, so it's really hard to say whether I can win." ”

"Scared of being beaten?" Mick looked at Kenneth with a narrow expression.

Kenneth was convinced when he heard this, and his neck lifted and said, "How is it possible?!" If I'm afraid of him, I'm not Kenneth Lancelot! ”

Mick smiled, stretched out his hand and wanted to pat Kenneth on the shoulder, but found that he hadn't seen him for three months, Kenneth seemed to be a lot taller, now more than 170 cm, gradually approaching 180 cm, and Mick was still stuck at 160 cm, so this shot could only fall on Kenneth's back, so the smile was slightly stiff and said: "That's not it." ”

"Well, Mick, can I ask you something?"

"Huh? Go ahead. ”

"What should I do if I encounter a magic I don't know in a magic competition?" Kenneth asked Mick for advice with a serious face.

"Hmm...... Well, the best choice is to distance as much as possible, because no matter how powerful magic is, there is always a casting distance, and especially ten meters, so generally speaking, it is safest to open a distance of more than ten meters as soon as possible. However, there are also some magic, such as the effective range of the Ice Ring Technique, which is forty meters, and it is difficult to close the distance immediately, unless you use the magic of spatial movement to effectively dodge. So, another option is to get close to the mage immediately, after all, the casting of magic requires preparation time to interrupt his magic. Mick carefully analyzed Kenneth, "Kenny, you're already far faster than the average person, so I suggest you choose the second way to deal with it is the safest." ”

Kenneth listened to Mick's serious analysis, and was extremely glad: "It's good that we weren't in the same group. ”

Mick nodded happily, but his mood was not as relaxed as Kenneth's.

The final draw resulted in Kenneth being placed in Group B, while Mick was selected in Group C, and Rickon was also drawn in Group C.

"Tell me how you lost to Senior William today, and I'll help you analyze it." Mick saw that Kenneth was unexpectedly nervous, so he said to him.

"Oh, that's it......" Kenneth was stunned for a moment, and then described the fight with William to Mick in its entirety.

After hearing this, Mick rolled his eyes and said, "No wonder you have become like that, dare you to take Senior William's magic next!" ”

Kenneth touched his head and said, "It's not all going to go next......

Mick looked at Kenneth speechlessly, sighed, and began to analyze for him: "Look, it's the first time you have dodged Senior William's sleeping technique, which leaves room for your own counterattack later, but in the face of fourth-order magic, you are still standing stupidly in place, aren't you stupid?" The cast time of fourth-order magic must not be very short, and you have a good chance of interrupting his magic if you rush in front of him immediately after breaking the earthen wall, and no matter how bad it is, you can get him involved in the magic. And you choose to stay where you are, which is the stupidest mistake you have ever made. ”

"And you said you ruined your wand, Kenny, are you making me laugh?" Mick held his forehead helplessly, but after a while, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Haha, it's so funny, no, let me slow down for a while......"

Kenneth blushed and squatted down with laughter as he watched Mick, so he said angrily, "Hey, how did I know wands were so fragile!" Don't laugh, I'll be really angry if I laugh again! ”

Mick took it when he saw it, stood up, and still had a smile on his face, and Kenneth couldn't help but stretch out his hand to hammer Mick's chest, but saw that Mick's face suddenly changed greatly, showing a painful expression, which frightened Kenneth, only when he didn't control his strength and hurt Mick. But just when he panicked, he saw Mick pointing at himself and laughing, Kenneth realized that Mick was playing with him, and he felt a block in his chest but had to smile helplessly.

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business." Mick stopped arguing with Kenneth and continued the topic just now, "Since you lost your wand, you should have chosen to flee immediately, after all, with your ability, few people can use magic to keep you, but you didn't do it, but tried to eliminate the senior after taking a punch from you, I don't judge you right or wrong in this place, I can only say that you underestimated the strength of the senior, so you put yourself in an embarrassing dilemma." ”

"Finally, there's the question about the clay puppets, I don't know what kind of magic it is, but Kenny, your actions are the worst option no matter how you look at them, and since those two clay puppets can't pose a threat to you, then don't do it? And this kind of magic generally requires mental power to control, which means that the senior must be nearby, and finding him is the top priority, attacking the clay puppet or something, I think only people like you would think of it, right? Deserved to be almost blown out. ”

After listening to Mick's analysis, Kenneth nodded thoughtfully and said, "So you can still do this......

Mick looked at Kenneth worriedly and said, "Kenny, you're strong, but there may be someone stronger than you in this house." You always start acting without thinking, and you will definitely suffer in the next battle, especially when you encounter an opponent who is not weaker than you. ”

Kenneth was stunned, he had never thought of this, was it really as Mick said, he was too confident in his own strength to use his brain?

After Mick finished drinking the milk, he played with the empty bottle in his hand, looked at Kenneth with a distressed face, and said with a smile: "As for being so troubled?" All in all, it's about being cautious, you know? ”

Kenneth spread his hands and said, "But this really doesn't fit my style!" ”

This made Mick stunned, indeed, everyone has their own fighting style, which is determined by everyone's personality, and Kenneth may be suitable for this kind of rampage?

Mick could only relay what Calvin had said to him, "Kenny, then you can forget what I just said." Now what you have to do is to think about your fighting style for three days, think about how you can use magic, and how you can use your physical strengths to the fullest. If you need my help, you can always come to Professor Duncan's lab. ”

Mick stood on tiptoe, patted Kenneth on the shoulder, and then picked up two empty milk bottles and went downstairs. Kenneth, on the other hand, is torn between what his fighting style really looks like.

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At the same time, the lights in the office of the student president of Hannakhan Middle School were still on.

Although he is now in the tense stage of the Holy Grail Festival selection battle, the work of the student council still has to be completed, and the other departments below are a lot easier, but as the student council president, he naturally has no leisure.

When Maddie walked in from outside the door, Claire was leaning back in her chair and pretending to sleep, and after hearing the movement at the door, she did not return to normal, because the only person who could enter the president's office directly without knocking on the door was his personal secretary Maddie, so naturally there was no need to maintain the majesty of the president.

Maddie walked behind Claire with her high heels slowly, her weak and boneless hands on Clal's temples, gently massaged him, and said softly, "What the hell is going on inside?" ”

Maddie is not a top magician, and her strength is only around the middle of the stream, so she did not make it to the second round. However, she also knew what she was capable of, and she didn't look frustrated.

Claire closed her eyes and enjoyed Maddie's massage, and said with her eyes closed, "The people of the Order of the Phoenix have co-opted others to deal with me. ”

Maddie heard that the force in her hand was accidentally increased, but seeing that Claire's face was still calm, she sighed lightly and frowned, "Did Rickon order them to do it?" ”

"I don't know...... Claire exhaled a breath of turbidity, dealing with more than a hundred people in one breath, even if he was as strong as him, he could only fight back while breaking through. Although he succeeded in knocking them all out of the tournament in the end, he was not immune to being in disarray.

Maddie looked at Claire's slightly tired young face, and couldn't help but stretch out her left hand to rub Claire's right cheek, caressing the hideous scar without hesitation, although it was rough and ugly, but it only made her extremely pity.

"Maddy......" Claire slowly opened her eyes, the tip of her nose was full of the jasmine fragrance of Maddie's body, and her voice was a little hoarse.

"Huh?" Maddie blinked, feeling the ambiguous atmosphere here, and slowly lowered her head in obedience to her inner feelings, her lips pursed slightly.

"It's time to go back." Claire withdrew her gaze and stood up.

"You stinky wood!" Maddie was so angry that she punched Claire in the back, but it only hurt herself.

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ps: Before you know it, it's almost 400,000...... Has the pace of the plot been a little slow lately?