The fifty-eighth palm of the invitation to the wizard's duel (two more to ask for a collection, to ask for a recommendation, to ask for a monthly pass)

Of course, pure-blood wizards don't know anything about probability, they just come up with a bloodline theory that suits their interests after a long period of experience.

That is, pureblood supremacy!

Returning to the fact that Muggle-born wizards and half-blood wizards have harmed the interests of pure-blood wizards, this problem does exist in the wizarding world of recent history, and it has caused great distress to those declining families.

So some voices have appeared, the mudblood is harming the interests of our pure-blood family, and we must ensure that the pureblood is supreme. They slowly form a thought.

This idea first emerged from Grindelwald's active period. Later, during Voldemort's time, this idea was strengthened by him and became his main means of wooing pure-blood wizards.

……

It's a bit of a stretch, but in Malfoy's mind, wizards from Muggle families in the lower grades don't have as much control over spells as pure-blood wizards.

So Hermione wanted to have a duel with him, and that was to play a lantern in the toilet - to find death.

The disparity in strength is like hitting a stone with an egg.

"What? Are you scared? Seeing that Malfoy didn't agree, Hermione decided to use the agitation method.

"Malfoy, a self-proclaimed pure-blood wizard, didn't dare to engage in a wizarding duel with me as a Mudblood. Are you pure-blood wizards just a bunch of hard-mouthed softasses? ”

With that, Hermione smiled contemptuously, she felt that her taunt value had reached MAX. Malfoy must have been enraged, and then agreed to a duel with her.

After hearing Hermione actually laugh at the wizards of their pure-blood family as a group of soft eggs, in addition to Malfoy, several of the first-year wizards of the pure-blood family of the Slytherin Seven were not calm, thinking that we just wanted to eat a melon, and were insulted by a mudblood.

They began to glare at Hermione, and one by one they raised their wands to teach Hermione a lesson, but Hermione was not alone, and the three of them reacted very quickly and instantly raised their wands and pointed at them.

Well, Neville slowed down. It's not a big problem, though.

It was enough to keep a few of the Slytherins from moving forward.

For a while, the two sides were at a stalemate again.

It took less than ten minutes since Neville found Malfoy to retrieve his wand and now the confrontation between the two sides, but because today the young wizards are going to the Duelists Club, and the gate of the castle is the way they must go.

So the inner and outer three floors around them, which were already surrounded by young wizards, were eager to know what would happen next.

One of the little wizards in the Gryffindor House uniform was hiding in the crowd with their bulky ones one after another, taking pictures of Harry like a paparazzi, no! He's more of an illegitimate meal.

Watching the excitement and eating melons is the eternal nature of human beings, even wizards can't get rid of it.

……

"You!"

"Want to challenge Draco. You get past me first. Mean woman! Do you dare to fight me first? ”

As Malfoy was carried away by Hermione's agitation, Pansy Parkinson of Slytherin walked up to Malfoy from the crowd and yelled at Hermione.

At this time, Pansy Parkinson was very angry, and Hermione Granger, the lioness of Gryffindor, who had always made her hate, want to challenge her friend Draco Malfoy.

"Pansy Parkinson, yes. Isn't it just one more fight, which just makes me less troubled to find an opponent once. ”

See Pansy Parkinson who suddenly rushed out. Hermione frowned and pretended to be thoughtful, but within seconds she agreed to the duel.

'Professor Graves, I'm going to prove myself to you this time. Two wizards of the pure-blood family, as long as I defeat them, my strength should be recognized by you..."

Looking at Parkinson and Malfoy, Hermione's fighting spirit intensified.

"Draco Malfoy, then we'll make an agreement that I'll just win Pansy Parkinson in a wizarding duel. You're going to have to fight a wizard duel with me. ”

"How could I possibly lose to you bitch!" Hearing Hermione say that she could win herself, Parkinson was very angry.

"Good! As long as you can win our Pansy. I'll have a wizarding duel with you! Let's go! ”

Malfoy grabbed Parkinson's on-board outbreak and agreed to Hermione's agreement with an ugly face. Then he glanced at Harry, and left with the Slytherin students behind him.

Seeing that the side at the center of the conflict had left, the little wizards around who were eating melons also dispersed and walked in the direction of Hagrid's hut.

"Hermione, why are you going to have a wizarding duel with Malfoy?"

"Because he puts me in a bad mood."

Hermione's tone was very flat in the face of Harry's question.

"Ahh

After listening to Hermione's reasoning, several people present had mixed feelings for a while. Not knowing what to say, several people fell silent.

"Let's go, it's only three minutes before the Dueling Club starts, and Professor Graves will be angry if we're late."

After reminding her companions that they were going to be late, Hermione strode forward in the direction of Hagrid's hut.

"Senior Potter, I just took a lot of handsome photos of you, do you want to see them? If you want to see it. I'll wash it out at night and send it to your dorm. ”

Harry wanted to deal with Ron and complain about Hermione who was walking in front. But he suddenly heard the murmur of the devil behind him, and he couldn't help but look back, he knew who it was.

Gryffindor first-year freshman, Colin Creevey.

"Hermione, wait for me!"

Pretending not to hear Creevey's voice, Harry hurried after Hermione.

"Potter, Senior! Potter Senior! You wait......"

Seeing that his idol didn't seem to notice him, Colin Creevey hugged his camera, looked at Harry's back, and chased after him.

"Uh..."

Looking at Hermione and Harry, who were already ten meters away, Ron was a little speechless.

Just now, everyone was still fighting together against Slytherin's comrades, compatriots. Now that the catastrophe has not come, they have flown separately?

There is no righteousness at all!

……

"Mr. Weasley, Mr. Brown, and our Mr. Longbottom. Why are you standing here? Is it that you don't want to participate in Professor Graves' dueling club? ”

The trio were considering whether they would be able to run to the Duel Club in less than three minutes, or whether they would want to ride their wands.

A familiar voice came into their minds from behind the trio.

"Ah, Professor McGonagall. Hello! ”

……

"Thank you very much Headmaster Dumbledore for leading us in singing the Hogwarts school song. This restart of the Dueling Club is significant, it's not just "

After seeing Dumbledore sit down, Rick hurriedly took out his earbuds covertly, and then stood on the chair with the microphone. He looked around at the little wizards in all directions and said happily.

"Then, it's up to Professor Snape and I to show you a standard wizarding duel."