Chapter 142: Chief Gryffindor VS Chief Beauxbatons

Why don't I have tree holes in the soles of my feet!

Why are there so many people around!

Why am I still alive!

Hermione, already embarrassed enough to pull out of the Marinaya Trench, glared at Owen frantically.

"Shut up!"

She began to regret running with Owen.

I regret coming to Paris.

Regret coming to France.

If she stayed at home all summer vacation, at least her wandless spellcasting skills would have been able to move up another ladder.

Why should I come out and relax!

Holding Owen's wand, Hermione couldn't stop sighing.

It's a bad taste to be roasted on a fire.

After glancing up at the beautiful girl, she knew that she was going to have to fight hard today no matter what.

The other party's face was cold, and she was a little scared. I don't know how much damage Owen did to her.

However~ since it is unavoidable.

The little witch's face was solemn, and she also had no good impression of the Busbatons wizard who had cast black magic on Owen, and even some disgust, and even the innocent Fleur was slightly hostile to her.

Fights - she was never afraid.

"All petrochemicals!"

A mountain wind blows, raising the scattered petals in the flower garden!

It seemed to be a signal, and in the next second, the tip of the hibiscus staff lit up with a faint light.

A gray spell flew past hermione.

In the face of the spell, the little witch was not afraid, she raised her wand, and wanted to cast an armor spell, but after reciting the spell, the expected blue armor did not appear.

For a moment, Hermione even thought she was holding a piece of wood.

Seeing that the spell was about to hit her, Hermione had no choice but to leap to the left-hand side, rolling and deftly dodging the attack.

"I'm going to kill you Owen!" Hermione's angry voice in the sea of flowers had just sounded, and the next moment several of Fleur's spells had already hit.

Owen, who was watching the play from the sidelines, naturally saw Hermione's embarrassment now.

His wand, Hermione couldn't even use?

It's not scientific - it's not magic!

He swore he never shoved a branch to Hermione.

Common sense speaking, even if a wizard uses someone else's wand, at most he can't control it, even if the unicorn tail hair is used as a wand with the heart of the wand, it is just that it can't exert its full magic power, can't the old wand be used forcibly?

If you can't get its heart, it's good to use it physically!

And Hermione, who can't cast a spell directly, is really unheard of.

At this time, Hermione, who was moving around on the battlefield, wanted to strangle Owen's heart.

She was 100% skeptical—no—she was sure that the guy hadn't given herself a wand at all, but a twig.

Don't think it's ridiculous, if it's that guy's, he's definitely going to be able to do it!!

"Xiu Xiu~"

Two more spells galloped by.

The little witch dodged closely, the explosion behind her "boom", the petals and dust in the sky rose behind her, the strong wind hit from behind, blowing her robe whirring, holding back a fire in her belly, Hermione's broken hair on her forehead floated.

Shui Lingling's big eyes were round, and he looked like he was ready to bite at any time, especially when he turned his head to look at Owen who was watching the play excitedly.

Hermione, whose cherry-red lips pursed and her eyes could spit fire, suddenly threw Owen's wand straight at Fleur.

The sudden change made the witch, who was much more beautiful than Hermione, stunned slightly.

Subconsciously, she hurriedly looked around.

I have a great impression of the little witch in front of me, it turns out that the little wizards of Hogwarts are like this, shameless and despicable.

At this time, Owen, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help laughing.

Fleur must have thought that Hermione was going to do something back.

It's a pity————

She was just plain angry

Throwing a magic wand is a real killer insult!

Uh- suddenly Owen came to his senses, hey- it seems like it was my wand!

- After a quick inquirement, Fleur frowned and didn't see any professors coming, she couldn't figure out what the girl in front of her was doing.

"I can win without a wand!" Hermione, who had been pit out of the shadows, no longer kept her hands.

She took advantage of Fleur's stunned moment.

Lunging forward, closing the distance between him and the silver-haired girl.

Even if you don't have a wand in your hand, you can use a spell.

Brave and fearless Gryffindor, Granger will never be discouraged!

Wandless Levitation Charm.

The magic spread from Hermione's body to all around, and a lot of dirt, grassroots rocks, and the like that had just been blasted out by Fleur, anyway, as long as they could be controlled, were all controlled by Hermione and thrown away.

In an instant, the debris in the sky will cover the sky and the sun, and the moonlight will be obscured.

A large shadow appeared on the ground. Darkness suddenly enveloped her, leaving Fleur speechless in shock.

She looked at the little girl in front of her in astonishment.

It wasn't that Hermione's levitation charm was strong or how powerful the attack was, but — she didn't have a wand!!

How so?

It's not that Fleur didn't think about it, she cast spells without a wand, but the girl on the other side looked like she was only thirteen or fourteen years old, thirteen or fourteen years old!!

She couldn't even use the Disarming Charm then!

Before she had time to think, Fleur quickly swung her wand, and a silver mist suddenly appeared, blocking out all the crushed roses.

"Flames."

Whew~ The orange firelight violently tore through the shadows of the obscurity.

"Bear!"

For Hermione's flexible body, Fleur, who already had some understanding, immediately changed her playing style. Since those individual spells can't be attacked, let's burn them in a wide area!

Fleur's slender neck is arrogantly raised, even if she doesn't apply powder, it's not beautiful.

The flames danced in the wind, blowing her hair, and at that moment, the firelight, moonlight, fluorescence, and all kinds of light overlapped each other, making Fleur's body suddenly have more divinity.

Gradually, the gravel and dirt became her help.

The dirt mixed with flames was like a meteor, bombarding Hermione's place frantically.

In a trance, the little witch seems to have returned to Hogwarts.

In the midst of that crazy college war.

She still vividly remembered the magnificence of hundreds of spells slicing across the sky, and the flames in front of her seemed nothing compared to those.

"Wizards shouldn't fight with spells alone."

"It's a brain."

The surrounding still life seems to have been paused, and everything has slowed down. Hermione looked determined, the flames shining on her face full of excitement.

Owen's brown eyes flashed in the image he had demonstrated when he had paid to teach them.

"Defeating the enemy with the least amount of effort and the most effective is the way of a wizard's dueling, just like Professor Flitwick."

"Top wizards like Professor Dumbledore, there are only a few who throw big moves at each other."

"Most wizards will never use Arvada to nibble on big melons in their lifetime, and thank God they can cast a complete spell to disarm the petrification spell."

With that, Owen demonstrated his theory.

With a wave of his wand, he suddenly took control of a rock on the side of the mountain, and threw it at Harry.

Panicking, Harry gave a blasting spell.

"Boom", the stones splashed, and the moment the smoke and dust obscured, a stone that should have fallen to the ground was suddenly twisted, and then in Harry's trembling eyes, a big python flew out of the smoke and dust, and Harry, who didn't have time to cast a spell, was wrapped in a dumpling by the python.

"See? Those who cover you are also covering your enemies. Owen grinned and stared at Harry, who was lying on the ground and kept turning his head to dodge the python's kiss, and said loudly, "Do you think I only lost a stone?" ”

"No, in fact, I lost two pieces, one big and one small, the small one was hidden behind the big one, and when the smoke and dust rose, I cast a transfiguration spell and suddenly attacked, and he couldn't react at all."

"Haha, it's so easy to defeat the savior!"

"It's so simple!!"

Owen's laughter echoed through the foothills of Hogwarts.

But Hermione could hear it clearly, as if it were right in her ear.

Because that bastard was really right there with her.

"Come on, Granger! Granger Come on!! (°°) Woo~~~ Miss Granger is going on a counterattack. ”

"What is she going to do, what is she going to do!!"

On the sidelines, Owen watched the battle in the flower garden more excitedly than anyone else.

"Whew!"

In the flames of the sky, Hermione suddenly stretched out her right hand, and there seemed to be something in the air, hiding above the flames, and then flashed through the sky.

That's—

Magic wand!

It's Owen's wand.

Oh my God, she had just hidden her wand behind the dirt so she didn't notice it.

Fleur could tell at a glance who the wand was owner.

Fast!

It's so fast, it's not as fast as the dirt, it's several times faster just by manipulating a wand.

"Oh my God! It's a magic wand, a magic wand turned into a sword, a handsome magic, a good show. However, I kindly remind you that there are thousands of magics, and the wand is the most important, and without the wand, wizards become Muggles. All the little wizards, and the spectators watching the battle on the screen, really love your wand, and start today. ”

Owen continued chattering, "Did you wax your wand today?" Wrapped? Did you spend a good night with it? Treat a wand like a lover! ”

———— turn back, in the flower garden.

Obviously, Hermione didn't have the murderous intent of Owen, her goal was unanimous and clear, that was Fleur's right hand, her wrist to be exact, and the wand on her hand!

"Boom !!"

Burning dirt swept over Hermione's head, black 'stones' covered in red lines, and flames whirred from those lines.

It made her cheeks burn.

Call~

The air flow brought by the huge explosion that landed suddenly struck the little witch.

Hermione was not afraid of danger, a boulder rose from her feet and stood behind her, and then, at the moment of the explosion, relying on the impact force, she leaped out violently.

At this point, she was less than five feet away from Fleur.

Damn, the last one was blocked, wait for me to change it

(End of chapter)