No sooner had Cedric finished his sentence than Fred and George stepped forward.

"Cedric," Fred's face turned a little pale, as he felt better suited than you did. ”

"No, Fred, you just lost to me, this position should be given to me." George grinned and grabbed Fred.

Wizard Duels, with the exception of friendly matches, which are currently widely popular, have the most traditional rules that include an assistant who is responsible for witnessing the duel and continuing the fight in place of the dead if their own side loses.

Alexis obviously didn't come to Carl for a friendly match.

"Cedric Diggory?" Alexis repeats the name. "Your father worked for the Department of Magical Beasts, and his ancestors were the Minister of Magic?"

Cedric's face was very ugly, and he asked rhetorically, "Do you only judge a person based on their surname?" ”

"Of course the last name is important." Alexis admits that "a person's family is enough to determine many things, personality, upbringing, and ······ You have a nice last name, why help this mudblood? ”

"He's my friend!" Cedric was really angry and said loudly, "If you really are a gentleman!" That's what your family taught you?! ”

Cedric is a good guy after all, and even angry words seem a little weak.

Fred and George were not at all polite, they had already drawn their wands.

"As for the two red hairs." Alexis sneered, "Shame on the pure-blood family, a bunch of weasels that can only live. If you become the Mudblood's helpers, I'd welcome you. ”

Carl had never seen Fred and George so angry, and like his older brother, their faces flushed and their necks thicker.

"Cedric, don't rob us." "Otherwise we're going to have to add a name to our list." ”

Cedric sighed, "He's deliberately provoking you. ”

"We know." "But he has to pay the price." He said to Fred again, "Anyway, you lost to me." ”

He said to Alexis, "I'm Carl's assistant, where is your assistant?" ”

Alexis glanced behind him, and the Slytherins who came with him were already stunned, and they all subconsciously avoided his eyes at this time.

"Marcus Flint." He named a name.

It was a tall, large-toothed student who looked very muscular.

"I don't want to be a part of this stupidity." He muffled, "Duel? My dad knew he was going to kill me. ”

"You're going to be fine." Alexis said, "You're only in charge of witnessing the game, don't let your family name be disgraced!" ”

"For the friendship between our families." Marcus sighed and stepped over to Alexis.

Alexis said to Karl, "Tonight? You decide the location, and I think you'll have to take some time to find someone to learn the etiquette of a duel. ”

He regained his demeanor again, and pretended to be relieved, "After all, your parents are Muggles, and I don't think anyone will teach you." ”

If he could, Carl would have liked the time to be now, and the place to be here.

He had never wanted to use a wand so much.

The wand in his hand was uncharacteristically active, just as it had been when it first met Carl.

Chant the mantra!

The wand whispered in Carl's ear.

Chant the mantra!

Use your favorite spells!

Burn, burn him!

Still, what little sanity he had left forced him to curb his impulses.

"I'll get the place and time to you later." Carl said, looking around, "I don't think you want to be watched." ”

Carl had already made up his mind not to even bring George with him.

Never, Carl even wondered if the person in front of him was crazy, no one would provoke him so much.

Just because you caught him with Filch last year?

The arrogance of a pure-blood wizard?

Karl was genuinely thinking about where to be hidden enough, and he didn't intend to let go of the "noble" Selwyn family member in front of him.

So Hogwarts certainly can't, and Carl believes that Dumbledore can do anything in this castle.

He didn't want anyone in front of him to be rescued.

The Forbidden Forest might be a good place to be.

Alexis glanced at him, then at the crowd around him, "Don't let me wait too long. ”

He took the Slytherin men with him, and the people who stayed behind looked at Karl.

"Carl, you don't really plan to duel that guy, do you?" Angelina advised, "I think we can go to Professor McGonagall, and she'll do you justice." ”

Cedric agreed, and by this time he had completely calmed down: "Carl, the professors will definitely not agree to this duel. ”

"Of course." Carl said ambiguously, and he changed the subject, "What about Lee Jordan?" ”

Karl looked around, Lee Jordan had been clashing with the Slytherin people not far away, but now he didn't know where he had gone?

The others also looked at each other, not knowing where Lee Jordan had gone.

But it didn't take long for Lee Jordan to hurry back, panting and sweating down his cheeks.

He was followed by a man.

"I've searched all over the school," he gasped, "and it's only Professor Flitvier here, people, people?" ”

Professor Flitwick's face was serious, he already knew the situation on the way: "Carl, what about Alexis?" ”

"It's gone." Carl smiled back at Lee Jordan, who had chapped lips, and he raised his wand and whispered, "Clear water like a spring." ”

The table beside Carl turned into a delicate kettle, filled with clean water.

"Drink?" He handed the kettle to Lee Jordan.

"It's a beautiful Transfiguration Charm and a Clear Water Spring Charm." Professor Flitwick exclaimed, "Carl, you have grown much more than we expected, and if this were in a sixth-grade class, Minerva and I would have given you ten points." ”

Immediately, he said solemnly: "Originally, I thought that this duel would not be established, and Li made a bit of a fuss, but now that I see your magic, Carl, you must refuse to participate in this duel." ”

"I'll let Snape and Minerva know that Alexis will pay for what he said wrong." Professor Flitwick said, "There are some minor grudges between you, but I'm sure you can just sit down and talk about ······."

"Everything will go in a good direction." He concluded.

Karl didn't think Alexis would want to sit down with him and have a good talk—and he wasn't going to talk to Alexis by any means other than a wand.

However, in front of Professor Flitwick, he slyly avoided the topic and said, "Actually, I don't understand why he would do such a thing, just because of our prank last year?" ”

"That's not a simple prank." Flitwick was clearly impressed by what had happened last year, and besides Slytherin, they had suffered a lot of Ravenclaw, "Not to mention, you ruined his engagement to Joanna." ”

"He loves Joanna as much as he hates you."