Ron was eager to ask the heir of the Dai family, which sounded familiar to him.

But now is not the time to ask questions.

So Ron glared at Malfoy along with Rig and Harry.

"Oh, our dear heir to the Malfoy family, only by your little friend's side will dare to speak." Rig also said in a long voice.

Of course, Crabbe and Goyle are no small ones.

They didn't know how to eat, they were tall and strong.

But because the guest of honor table at the front of the restaurant was full of teachers, the two of them didn't dare to make a mistake.

I had to keep a gloomy face and clench my fingers.

Professor McGonagall's eyes had swept over, but they hadn't noticed.

"I'm willing to fight you alone at any time, Harry Potter." Malfoy's gaze flickered back and forth between Rig and Harry Potter.

He hated both, but he could only choose one duel.

That's still Harry Potter.

Thinking back to returning to the Slytherin common room today, the others were talking about how high that Gryffindor's Heimdall magic level was, and how well it was worth the investment.

Floating and deforming a dozen carpets, Draco Malfoy didn't think he had the skills to do so.

First of all, it doesn't mean he's weaker than Heimdall, it's just that he doesn't practice.

Secondly, he wasn't afraid of this Heimdall, just in case.

In the end, it was the caution of the Malfoy family.

Draco Malfoy kept reassuring himself.

"If you're okay, it's tonight. Duels between wizards. Only with a wand - no touch. ”

Remembering that the savior Harry knew nothing about the wizarding world, Malfoy said triumphantly, "What's wrong?" I guess, you haven't heard of wizard duels yet, have you? ”

"Of course he's heard of it." Rig said, turning suddenly.

"I'm his assistant, who is your assistant?"

Malfoy's face drooped.

Looking at Crabbe and Goyle, they weighed them one by one.

None of them are as good as Hamudar Day.

"Crabbe." He said, "It's midnight, how's that?" We meet you in the prize showroom, where the door is never locked. ”

Malfoy hurried away with two of his henchmen.

He's going to rethink this duel.

After Malfoy left, Rig, Harry, and Ron looked at each other.

Ron was about to ask Rig about the heir to the Dai family when Harry interrupted him.

"What's going on with the duel between wizards?" Harry asked, confused, "What does Rig mean when he says to be my assistant?" ”

"Oh, if you die, the assistant will follow." Ron said lightly.

Thinking that Rig has always been there, there is no need to rush to ask now.

The main thing is that the pie will be cold if you don't eat it again.

Ron hurriedly stuffed his pie into his mouth, which was no longer hot.

He caught the look on Harry's face and hurriedly added, "You know, though, people only die in a formal duel with a real wizard. At best, you and Malfoy can only shoot sparks at each other......"

Rig replied, "They can't spark now." At least not Harry. ”

Harry covered his face with grief, and it wasn't his fault that he was a scumbag.

I really can't learn.

Ron Gaga laughed and said, "You two know too little magic to really hurt each other." ”

Remembering Malfoy's gloomy expression as he left, Ron was even happier.

"I dare say he thought you'd say no. Why didn't he duel with Rig, it couldn't be that he was afraid, right? ”

Harry nodded in agreement, and Rigbi, his magic strength was much weaker.

If only Malfoy had challenged Rig.

You can definitely be beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and you may have to go to the school hospital.

Harry and Ron chatted with interest about the possible misery of the pesky Malfoy, and burst into laughter from time to time.

Rig also continued to eat.

Seriously, he was afraid that he would hurt that Malfoy.

Just don't cry.

In the middle of the conversation, Harry became a little nervous again, "What if I wave my wand and don't react at all?" ”

"Then throw away the wand and punch Malfoy in the nose." Ron advised, "Hit is earned." ”

"Sorry for the excuse."

The trio looked up and it turned out to be Hermione Granger.

"Can you let people stop eating here?" Ron said.

Hermione was more annoying than his mother, Mrs. Weasley, and she wanted everything.

In the history of magic class, he tried to hand Harry a chocolate frog, but Hermione confiscated and intercepted him, and returned it to him after class.

Hermione ignored him, but said to Harry, "I couldn't help but eavesdrop on what you and Malfoy were talking about......"

"I knew you would." Ron grunted.

"You must not wander around the school like this at night," Hermione said again, looking at Rig.

"Think about how many points you'll lose to Gryffindor if you get caught."

Rig retorted gently, "I think the points I added to Gryffindor are enough to deduct for a while." ”

Except for the ruthless and vexatious Snape.

The other professors basically gave Gryffindor extra points for his excellent performance in class.

He alone added more points than all the Gryffindor first-year wizards combined.

This is still Hermione's good study, plus a lot of points.

Hermione choked on, not knowing how to refute for a moment.

"Well, it's really none of your business."

Harry didn't usually talk like that, but Hermione was so disappointed.

"Let's go, goodbye." Ron waved at Hermione.

Hermione ran away in a huff.

She stomped on the ground along the way, her steps were heavy, and her long brown curls fluttered behind her.

The little wizards passing by were all startled by her and avoided her.

In the evening, all three returned to their dormitories.

Ending the day with a duel wasn't a wonderful consummation by any means, Harry thought as he lay in bed.

He regretted agreeing to Malfoy's duel, and he didn't know any spells.

Neville hadn't returned from the hospital yet, and there were only three of them in the dorm, Rig, Harry, and Ron.

It was so convenient that Ron didn't even want to pull the curtain, and spent the night advising Harry.

For example: "If he wants to recite a spell to you, you'd better dodge it, because I don't remember how to block it." ”

Rig was giving Harry an emergency training on the Fire Charm.

As long as Harry can successfully use it on Malfoy's wand or wizard's robes, Malfoy will definitely be able to burn Malfoy and surrender directly.

It's okay not to surrender.

Look at whether Malfoy wants to run naked.

Rig's big plan put Harry and Ron laughing on the bed, and they couldn't get up for a long time.

The Fire Spell is really not difficult, and it may be that Harry has some talent for spells.

With just one night of training, he was able to master the spell in the first place.

Although there are 6 squibs out of 10, there are still 4 successful spells.

These four times were all Ron's unlucky ones.

Pink with a burning body and no longer agreeing to help Harry simulate Malfoy.

Rig is thinking about what to do if he gets caught by Filch or Lady Loris.

Marvel tilted her head to look at him, jumped out of bed and disappeared with a twitch of her big ears.

Harry felt like he was going against fate, and that he was going to break another school rule today.

On the other hand, Malfoy's sarcastic face continued to reveal itself in the darkness - it was a great opportunity for Harry to defeat Malfoy face-to-face, and he couldn't pass it up.

With Rig's overnight training and Ron's mock battle, Harry also had a little confidence in tonight's duel.

"It's half past eleven," Rig finally looked at the time and whispered.

"We've got to go."