"The voice is loud. The voice of the host of the stilt bucket race just now sounded again, which made the noise on the field stop abruptly, and everyone wondered what was going on, "Next, we are about to see a glorious duel, and the initiator of the duel is the dueling master from the southwest valley of England - Godric??" Gryffindor: The one who fought was Allen from the Upper Rhine Valley. Friedrich?? Harris, each of them carries an inflatable warthog bladder with a rogue play similar to the popular in East Francia! But whoever pierces the warthog's bladder on the other side's waist with the handle of a broomstick first will be the winner of this glorious duel! The use of magic wands is forbidden during the duel, otherwise it will be directly considered a waiver! Now, two warriors, prepare to take to the skies!

With the host's order, the two people quickly rose into the air and came together, and then tacitly crossed each other into a back-to-back direction to distance themselves.

Then, after the host uses his wand to fire fireworks as a starting signal, the red-haired wizard directly controls the broomstick and rushes towards Allen, and he throws himself into a duel, like a majestic lion - and Alan has no intention of backing down, he controls the broomstick to make himself and Gryffindor tentatively entangled with each other in the air to judge the strength of the other.

Gryffindor's eyes under the peaked hat were full of fighting intent, after seeing Ravenclaw's actions before the start of the game, he understood what Ravenclaw wanted to tell him, although he was very disappointed, but he decided to take this duel more seriously, not because of jealousy, not entirely because of anger and disappointment, but because as a dueling master, he could not lose the glory and courage of the duel, he would never admit defeat - Even if the result doesn't change, he wants to prove in front of Ravenclaw that he is better than the light blonde haired boy in front of him!

And Alan was obviously not used to such a backward broomstick, after all, this was the first time he used the product of a thousand years behind his usual model - he did not use the cushion charm on his broomstick, which was different from the situation against the half-breed Voldemort, and this duel was caused by Ravenclaw, although she was not Luna yet, but Alan did not want to destroy the sanctity of this glorious duel.

However, Alan also had to admit that the other party was a difficult opponent - Gryffindor was strong and menacing, and with his muscular strength, he forcibly used some techniques to attack Eren fiercely. And Gryffindor is clearly skilled in this kind of duel, his attacks seem to come from all directions, and he does not forget to protect himself from piercing his warthog bladder in his attack - however, as the best Seeker in the world of his time, Allen's systematic and professional training in flying skills, as well as a large amount of flying experience, have made him sure that he is a big step ahead of his opponent in this regard.

"I'm sorry, Rowena, I didn't expect Godric to ask me for a bladder to duel with Allen" Helga who rushed to hear the news?? Hufflepuff sat beside Ravenclaw with an apologetic face, and then looked at the sky with a worried face, "This lion really started a duel with so many boys younger than him!

"Godric won't win. Ravenclaw scooped out a spoonful of the yogurt pudding that Hufflepuff had brought her, and put it in her mouth, sighing contentedly—she thought Alan had used the cushion charm.

"He's been fooled by you again?" asked Helga, snapping into realization, but Ravenclaw clearly had no intention of exploring further.

The two people in the sky quickly circled the arena and chased each other in the air, and the trajectory of the two people crossing each other formed a spiral arc, but judging from the trajectory of the whole flight, because their speed was really fast, it was simply a mess. In the seemingly frantic attack, neither of them lost their rules, and in the process of charging and testing each other, Alan assessed that Gryffindor had probably taken attribute potions, plus he was an adult strong man, and his underage self did not have an advantage in strength.

The two men grapple and once they get close, they slam each other with their fists. Although Alan lacked experience in this kind of duel, he had a more advanced set of flying skills, so he redoubled down on his flexible flying style, constantly using his flying skills to quickly circle in front of Gryffindor and behind Gryffindor several times in order to avoid the opponent's fists and attack the warthog's bladder - but Gryffindor was so brave that he had to force his body to open Alan to avoid being stabbed in his bladder.

When Eren was knocked out of the way again, he drew a semi-circle in the air in an attempt to change his tactics, but Gryffindor sped up and rushed towards him, flying head to head with Alan.

"Boy, don't try to distance yourself any longer. Gryffindor lunged over, but Alan deftly stopped the broomstick with a flick of his tail and changed direction, then found that the flung Gryffindor was hastily imitating his own movements - but this made him gasp with bared teeth, glanced at the broom stick under his crotch and frowned, and then pounced on Allen again.

Gryffindor flew up to Allen's front and shouted, "Fight me, boy!" and he liked to attack head-on, using his body strength to punch while ramming.

"Come on!" Alan manipulated the broomstick to nimbly dodge the range of his fist attack, and before Gryffindor could get back on his feet, his arm burrowed under Gryffindor's arm like a snake, and punched Gryffindor in the body, Gryffindor and his broom were violently knocked into the flaming barrels in the air, and there was an exclamation from the audience, just as the fiery tongue of fire was about to kiss Gryffindor, he finally controlled his body.

"Why did you want to bump into him?" Ravenclaw was a little puzzled, but her hands, which had been digging at the pudding, slowed down, and she finally allowed her eyes to stare at the two of them who were constantly tangling in the sky.

"We've never seen anything like it before!" the combination of stilt barrels and bollards makes the game probably more dangerous!" the host exclaimed in horror. The audience was extremely quiet for a while, and everyone watched with bated breath as the two brave men duel.

The two of them fought in the middle of a series of flaming barrels hanging high in the air, both to avoid a punctured warthog bladder and to watch out for each other's attacks, while also beware of the overflowing tongues of fire.

In a place like this, Gryffindor had the upper hand—Allen's range of movement was reduced between the floating barrels of fire.

Accidentally, Alan was knocked away by the other party at the moment of collision, and the burning barrel seemed to be about to devour him, and at the moment when he was about to hit the barrel, Alan quickly twisted and spun through the burning barrel with the broom.

"Alan?? Harris—oh my God!" the host shouted in a loud voice, "did you see it? Unprecedented flying skills! I can guarantee that if he had just competed, the championship would have been his!"

Not only that, Alan actually used the speed and momentum brought by his rotation to directly crash into the Gryffindor who wanted to attack again, and the rapid speed made the Gryffindor who was rushing towards the opponent have no time to dodge, Allen's broom tip collided with him, and the tips of the broomsticks of both of them cracked, and the branches at the tail of Gryffindor's broom even began to disintegrate, and many of them had been scattered in the air and fluttered down.

But at the same time, Gryffindor's fist slammed into Allen's face, and the broomstick flew diagonally downward, forcing the red-haired wizard to put his hand back in an attempt to stabilize his broomstick.

After a brief period of dizziness, Alan took a sip, spat out the blood foam from the broken skin in his mouth, and then chased after Gryffindor, who had begun to get a little out of control.

They seemed to be faster because of the angle of their descent - and were heading towards the ground.

"They're going to fall to the ground!" exclaimed Hufflepuff beside Ravenclaw, drawing his wand and preparing to catch someone with a shock absorbing charm at the critical moment.

The audience was so angry that they didn't dare to exhale, many ladies covered their mouths, and some turned their heads to witness the tragedy that followed.

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