After the race, which lasted no more than 0.5 seconds, the players who returned to the rest area met the man who came out of the European novice zone for the first time.

Although the players in other divisions like to crown the rookie on the person who comes out of this place, they also have to admit that none of the people who can come out of this place and stand firm on the stage can be easily dealt with.

For more than 400 years, only five players in this novice division have won the World Championship, but one is counted as one, and each one is not an ordinary person.

Professor Flitwick is the last of the five, and after decades, will the man he brought to the field walk on the same glorious path as him?

They also began to notice that the guy named Harry Potter was different from the other wizards in Europe.

Wizards from Europe usually have a significant characteristic, because of the different magic systems, the direction in which the casters in each region are good at is also different, if you distinguish them by game professions, the casters who come out of here can probably mix with a 'gunner' profession, in terms of medium and long distance, for single targets, they are much better than players from other places, and the same is true for North America, which is in the same vein as Europe, but because the casters there are born and the composition is extremely complex, After nearly two hundred years of hybridization, the magical factions of countries with immigrants as the main constituent population have become significantly different from the spellcasting system in the European Zone.

After making up for the shortcomings of the 'close dead' by various means, they are actually better than the wizards of the traditional European magic system in terms of average strength.

The hodgepodge may not be delicious, or it may taste strange, but the things that are stewed with messy things are at least nutritionally complete, and it doesn't matter if it's toxic or not, after all, two hundred years have passed, and many things can't be verified by time, in the wizarding world, more than two hundred years is really not a long time, maybe in that country, the old wizard who experienced the founding of the country has not been boiled to death until now.

But Harry is obviously not a traditional European wizard, that strong and well-proportioned, and explosive body looks like it doesn't look like some close-quarters waste, how heavy is the kick Harry kicked, the experienced old wizard can guess at a glance, purely to the point that the phantom shift without the slightest trace makes people can't help but have hair on their backs, phantom shifting is very common in the dueling arena, but it is also very uncommon, because this spell has a forward swing and a back swing, there is not enough talent, no matter how ordinary people practice, It is impossible to erase this flaw.

But every wizard who can master phantom transformation is a headache in the dueling arena.

The area of the dueling arena is not large, the largest standard dueling arena is currently 50 * 5 meters long and wide, three-dimensional height of 50 meters of closed field, tossing and turning is very limited, under normal circumstances, the hard to see the move is the mainstream of the duel ring, and it is precisely because of the lack of dodge and hiding the possibility that the duel competition can be popular in the world for such a long time, and enduring.

The exciting and fierce battles that break out in a small space always make people's blood boil.

Most of the time, the champion of the ring will always be born among the casters who are good at medium and close combat, and the later melee champions are mostly among the medium and long-range casters who are good at self-protection and have flexible movements.

The term melee dumbness comes from the fact that a ring champion was kited in a melee and was released into a crash and abstain.

There's a reason why Professor Flitwick was targeted by people in the melee at the beginning, no one will let go of a spell that is very accurate, the spell trajectory is so fast that he can't dodge it at all, and he can really sneak around the scene alone if he doesn't deliberately target it, and the little Professor Flitwick is not ordinarily concerned in the melee, especially those melee dumb people, none of them want to experience what the unlucky guy who was released from flying a kite and abstaining from voting at the beginning.

was walked in the World Championship, but he was pointed at behind his back for a lifetime.

Ten minutes had passed since the break, and Harry had a look of surprise on his face when he returned to the ring, he had seen an acquaintance on the ring.

"I didn't expect to meet you so soon, Arthur."

Harry looked at the man across from him in a red and green plaid suit with a strange look on his face before the game began.

"yes, so am I unlucky, or lucky?"

Arthur Phoenix spread his hands a little innocently, "I originally thought that I would survive at least two rounds of elimination, but it seems that it is not only strength that determines the ranking, but also a little bit of necessary luck." ”

"You're getting stronger again, Harry." Arthur Phoenix said affirmatively, "Even if you didn't show your true strength when I met you, I still feel that after half a month, you have become stronger again." ”

"Because I'm trying." Harry smiled slightly, "What about you?" ”

"Of course I am—"

The corners of Arthur's mouth almost reached the root of his ears, and the exaggerated smile gave his face a very special hint of madness, it was not a madman's smile, but it was surprisingly penetrating.

"I hope my performance today will bring a smile to your face, sir."

Arthur bowed slightly, elegant as a gentleman, but pompous as a clown.

Probably because he was originally one. Joker, right?

After the duel salute, he turned around and walked, and with the referee's starting gun, he rang out -

Phantom shifting, dodge and instantaneous!

At this moment, Harry didn't have any playful intentions for the game, he knew that the most interesting opponent would be waiting for him at the end, and he just had to win all the way to meet the prey that would excite him.

But just as his heavy fist was about to touch Arthur Phoenix's back, a head with a miserable white foundation and bright red lip gloss suddenly twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, and in the middle of the black eyeshadow in the shape of a cross star was a pair of eyes shining with a faint green light, and those eyes were quietly staring at Harry's eyes at the moment. Infiltrating madness.

The man who was no different from ordinary people in the last second became a clown with heavy makeup in the next moment, Arthur Phoenix is not a disguised Maguss, and a short time is not enough to paint him with this heavy makeup, if an explanation is needed at this moment, then this explanation must be-

"Animagus?"

Harry spoke in disbelief, but the fist that didn't slow down continued to blast out mercilessly, as if it had hit a humanoid balloon.

Bang –

There was a loud explosion, and the scattered red glamour looked like blood and severed limbs, but it was a rude carpet spread on the floor, and they burst like balloons, and turned into hundreds of sharp blades of various sizes in the moment of collapse.

"Yes, sir, hey, hey, hey~"

A series of shrill laughter came from all directions, and on the empty dueling table, there was no second figure except Harry, but Harry's gaze was looking upwards, and in mid-air, a transparent figure was outlined by the light blue magic light.

"Ah, I think I've been discovered."

With a dejected voice, in mid-air, a clown figure holding his feet and neck cross-legged suddenly appeared, he swayed his body as if playing some game of empty swing.

And in the sky, there are indeed countless transparent and invisible filaments shuttling and intertwining.

"I was a clown, sir, and now I'm a real clown, haven't I?"

The clown man laughed in the sky, with a hint of hysterical madness coming out of his mouth, compared to in his normal form, Arthur Phoenix seemed to have untied the shackles of the person who had been bound himself, and let the heart that was so happy that he went crazy completely revealed in front of people.

"How about this magic trick?"

He slammed into the sky like a balloon full of streamers, and shiny glitters flew down like snow, leaving Harry alone on the gorgeous stage once again.

"Look behind you!"

"I lied to you, try the big guy! Heyhahahaha~"

Elusive knives can shape in mid-air at any moment, and a clown sitting on a spring in a gift box pops up on the floor holding a bomb with a fuse lit, everything can be just a blind touch or a real thing.

A grotesque and eerie playground appears at this moment, and on this stage controlled by Transfiguration, a clown who is about to go crazy with joy is trying to make the audience laugh, with that thrilling game, with that funny performance.

(End of chapter)