At this time, there were already bursts of exclamations in the audience, after all, firepower coverage is always the best form of showing combat power.

In the face of this incantation, most wizards asked themselves, feeling that they might not be able to resist.

Even the Aurors in the audience were faintly afraid.

"I suddenly feel like I've lived for nothing for more than 40 years." A middle-aged Auror from the United States swallowed,

"Give me another three or forty years, and I'm afraid I won't be able to unleash magic on this scale."

"Who isn't?" The Brazilian wizard next to him smacked his lips,

"We Castrobusche lost to her in this Final Six tournament."

"I wasn't convinced, I thought I was born at the wrong time. If I had been born more than 20 years later, that championship would have been mine. ”

"But now, I just think it's good that I was born early enough to avoid being beaten by such a monster."

"Don't talk, keep the magic barrier up!" An Auror, who seemed to be the captain, whispered angrily,

"Whenever this magic hits our magic barrier, I doubt we can carry it for more than three seconds!"

"In this case, do you still have the leisure to chat? Deductions from wages are light, be careful of being directly eaten by magic! ”

The Aurors' faces tightened, and they refocused on the wands in their hands.

But Peverell, who was about to face this attack directly, was still smiling, and the wand in his hand was gently raised upward.

In an instant, several silver half-illusory magic shields appeared in the air.

The shield landed around Peverell's body, and the silver light on it solidified a little.

A large number of spells bombarded the shield barrier, and the shield suddenly made a low sound, but not a single scratch appeared on it, let alone be breached.

Harley didn't expect this simple fire cover to do anything, either.

Her wand flicked lightly toward the fields on either side, and four red rays of light flashed.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! ”

A series of explosions rang out, and four blast curses struck around where Peverell was standing.

Although the playing field has been repeatedly fortified by officials from the Aurors and the Spanish Ministry of Magic.

Unfortunately, in the face of Harley's superb explosion spell and powerful magic, the reinforced ground was still as brittle as paper.

The playing field was directly blasted out of four large holes, and the smoke and debris raised were cut into two stone chains, which were slammed towards the shield.

And the four large pits also burst out of the hot gas, and finally burst out of the scorching golden-red magma!

Although Harley had been deliberately restraining her attacks, only allowing them to be as powerful as those used by the Sequence 5 Extraordinaire in Sequence 4.

But the battle scene is still huge, and even a little scary.

However, it was naturally impossible for Peverell to sit still, looking at the expression on his face, there was even a faint sense of relief.

The counterattack began.

The silver shields were still illusory, but when the chains were near, they suddenly solidified.

"Stay safe, change!" Peverell's gentle voice rang out, and a silvery glow spread.

The chain slammed into the shield, and with a flash of silver light, the chain bounced back in the same trajectory as it came, and slammed into the gushing magma.

"What kind of magic is this? What kind of guardian charms are those shields? It doesn't look like a fairy creation. ”

In the stands, a high-ranking official couldn't help but ask,

"And what kind of spell is that silver light? Or is it an effect attached to shield magic? The attacks of the chains created by Harry Potter were all rebounded. ”

"Do you think I know, my dear old fellow?" The wizard sitting next to him rolled his eyes,

"Why do you think there is a commentary on the International Wizarding Chess Tournament, the Quidditch World Cup, and even the niche Gobstone tournament, but there is no commentary for this important international wizarding dueling tournament?"

"Isn't it because those commentators don't have the ability to recognize the spells that appear in the whole arena?"

The senior official who had questioned earlier suddenly smiled awkwardly and did not ask any more.

The battle on the field intensified, and Peverell began to use the Weather Charm.

I don't know if he graduated from Damaozi's Kodos Dorez School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, or if he stole a few professional spells from that ice and snow magic world.

At this time, the clouds summoned by Peverell spread close to the top of the magical barrier, and the snow fell one after another.

The snowflakes and the magma collided violently, making a snorting sound.

Occasionally, there will be a violent explosion between the two, and it is unknown if it is because of the powerful magic contained in the snowflakes and magma.

This made the high-ranking officials of the Spanish Ministry of Magic a little lucky, but fortunately, the arena was big enough, and even added a traceless stretching charm.

Otherwise, the small place of the Muggle is really not enough for these two young heroes to toss.

Seeing that the magma was confined to her, Harley's wand drew a circle in midair: "Piercing the Golden Cracked Stone." ”

The modified magic that the dark wizard had just used some time ago was directly borrowed by Harley. The light flashed, and the silver shield in front of Peverell exploded.

However, Peverell's counter-attacking spell also overwhelmed her, and for the first time, the invisible barrier in front of Harry, which had been invincible since the beginning of the duel match, was shattered.

If it weren't for Harley's quick reaction and backhand to prop up a new line of defense, I'm afraid she would really suffer because of carelessness.

"Get serious, Harry Potter." Peverell's voice came from afar, reaching Harley's ears with precision,

"I don't believe that the holder of the legendary Deathly Hallows, the Cloak of Invisibility, would be so mediocre."

"The level of magic you have displayed now is at most equivalent to the top head of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, or the most elite Auror of the Ministry of Magic of a great country."

"In front of me, this strength is still not enough."

The expression on Harry's face suddenly became serious, the wizard in front of her was definitely not an ordinary wizard.

Although his strength is not as good as Dumbledore and Voldemort, he has also reached the level of a demigod.

It is no exaggeration to say that this blonde wizard is arguably the world's top magician.

What's more, his surname is Peverell, and he also knows that he has the invisibility cloak from the legendary Deathly Hallows.

"It's a pity, you've reached the demigods, but your opponent is an angel on earth."

A flash of severance flashed in Harry's eyes, and her wand pointed to the sky,

"Since you said so, it would be rude for me not to be serious."

"Scourge Lightning Storm!"

Thunderclouds with a wider area suddenly appeared, and purple magical thunderbolts tore through the top of the magic barrier without any obstacles, as if this layer of defense did not exist at all.

This made the Aurors' faces flush instantly, and they felt very embarrassed, but ...... Facing the two bigwigs on the stage, lose face.

Admitting that you're a good eater sometimes doesn't seem to be that hard. It's good enough that they can keep the auditoriums safe now.

At the same time as the lightning fell, a green light filled Harry's eyes.

Harry's sparkling turquoise pupils had become long and narrow at some point, like a snake, like Medusa.

The heavy snow that was colliding with the magma in front of him instantly began to petrify.

This is not the kind of petrification that only makes the wizard stiff under the magic petrification spell, but the real petrification that turns the snowflakes into gray stone little by little.

After losing the entanglement of the snowflakes, the magma also spread rapidly, and condensed into dozens of lava chains under the effect of the Transformation Charm, trying to bind Peverell.

All of a sudden, the sky and the earth, and everywhere, there was a dangerous magic running for Peverell.

Since you want me to be serious, then I'm really serious!

"Rock ramparts." Peverell reacted quickly and bent sharply, dodging a bolt of lightning that slashed overhead, while tapping the ground with his wand,

"It's a good thing I prepared this wand in advance, but it's a pity...... The Hand of Death. ”

He muttered to himself, his wand swiping lightly across the rapidly rising rock wall.

The exterior of the rock walls is being eroded by magma and thunder and lightning, and is constantly shattering.

But Peverell's magic casts a grayish-white glow over the rock walls.

Several gray-white hands reached out from the wall and slapped Harley hard.

Harley's pupils shrank, recognizing the nature of the gray-white mist.

All the magma chains exploded in an instant, and the boiling magma boiled towards the gray-white palm, enveloping it in clumps.

"Boom!" Hallie clapped her hands, and all the magma exploded in an instant.

Suddenly, the whole arena was golden red.

When everything was settled, Peverell was half-kneeling on the ground, and his wand fell to his side.

And Harley stood in the distance, her face calm, her breathing rhythm was not disordered, and she seemed to have some energy left.

Despite this, Harley did not choose to take advantage of the victory, as if thinking about something.

"Referee, I throw in the towel." Peverell suddenly raised his hand, "I can't fight anymore, so I'm throwing in the towel." ”

"Are you sure?" The referee, who had already escaped the catastrophe by hiding under the stage of the competition venue, finally reappeared.

At this time, he carefully grabbed the edge of the high platform with both hands, poked his head out in fear, and asked tentatively.

After making sure it was safe, he cautiously climbed onto the field.

When he saw the ground on the ground that was nearly melted by magma and charred by lightning, the referee shuddered again.

He was a little glad that he didn't like most Muggle-made items, but he loved Muggle fitness.

If it weren't for the muscles I developed while working out with Muggles, and I was especially good at sprinting, I am afraid that I would have stayed in the field forever.

"I announce," the referee raised his hand in the air, "England, Halle Potter, win!" ”

The arena suddenly boiled, and the night sky, which had been kept bright by magic fireworks, turned into day in an instant.

The crowd turned into a sea of jubilation, many waving golden and red flags.

It was a banner improvised by the peddlers, made in the colors of Hallie's Gryffindor House, as a cheering color.

"Miss Harry Potter, I think we can talk after the game."

Despite the weakness on his face, Lear's voice was unusually calm and powerful, piercing through the surrounding sound and reaching Harry's ears.

"Of course, that's exactly what I wanted."

Hallie nodded at him, then walked to the edge of the arena with her hands raised.

It was a momentous moment for her, and Harley was ready to meet the thunderous applause and cheers of the audience.

From afar, Harley could see Fleur waving a large red flag with a golden lion on it, and the lion was still roaring.

Professor Flitwick didn't stand up, but just showed off something to the owner of the dueling bar next to him.

He smiled from the corners of his eyes to his mouth, as if he had fulfilled his wish.

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After the competition, it was time for the awards ceremony, with officials from the Spanish Ministry of Magic and the International Confederation of Wizards taking the stage to present Hallie with a gilded trophy, a gilded medal, and three thousand gold galleons.

It is said that the reason why the trophies and medals were made gilded was because there was once a champion wizard who drank too much and drank himself poorly, so he took the trophies and medals to the black market for money.

And this kind of behavior is undoubtedly a blasphemy against the champion of the International Wizarding Duel Conference, belonging to the kind of duelist who does not have the soul of a duel.

So the official decision was to change the trophies and medals to be gilded to avoid buying and selling as much as possible.

However, Hallie was skeptical, believing that they were probably just trying to save gold for the medals and trophies.

The ceremony was lengthy, with speeches from the Spanish Ministry of Magic and officials from the International Confederation of Wizards.

In addition, the champion was interviewed by journalists from the most important newspapers on the continent, including Spain, France, and Germany.

The average duel champion has always hated this part, but Hallie enjoys it.

Not only does she always maintain the most perfect mental state, but she also takes the initiative to diverge her thinking when the newspaper asks questions, so as to allow herself to occupy as much space as possible.

The award ceremony lasted until almost eleven o'clock.

After the match, Harley walked off the field along a corridor formed by a cheering crowd.

Everyone she met along the way congratulated her and cheered for Hallie's victory, as if they were her ten-year fan.

Only a mirror and a wand were left for some reason, and they began to split up.

In the crowd, looking at the glamorous girl, Ludo's eyes were also full of excitement.

After all, he won a lot of gold Galleons.

Although a large part of it had to be handed over to Hallie, and some of it had to be paid off, Ludo was already very satisfied.

However, he has not yet left for Gringotts, because his new master has not yet arrived.

Suddenly, Ludo felt something more on his body, and at the same time a voice sounded in his head:

"Let's go to Gringotts."

"Yes, miss." The thought crossed Ludo's mind, and even a respectful voice simulated it.

It's a pity that Hallie doesn't allow him to call himself master, otherwise with Ludo's licking skills, he will definitely have a master on the left and a master on the right, and use what he has learned all his life to be an excellent licking dog.

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…… (End of chapter)