Roque's voice resounded in the bell tower classroom.

into the ears of the people.

It also weighed on Matthews' heart.

Matthews has always felt that battles between ordinary wizards are like walking a tightrope, and sometimes a single negligence can lead to an accidental rollover.

Even veteran wizards who have been famous for a long time can be attacked by an Oblivion Charm.

Their Avery family, the Holy Twenty-Eight, had also bet on the Dark Lord, and even many members of the Avery family had become Death Eaters.

But as a result, a character like the Dark Lord also overturned and died at the hands of a newborn boy.

Therefore, after Matthews became the chairman, he often said to the female prefect Gemma: There is no absolute strong among wizards, only relatively weak. The Wizard's tolerance for error is too low, and being cautious all the time is the key to victory.

Because of this, in order not to become the weaker one, Matthews never minded using off-board moves.

Whether it is bribery, pressure, or even secretly bullying and suppressing opponents, as long as it can increase his tolerance for victory, then Matthews will not refuse these methods.

He doesn't think it's mean, he thinks it's cautious.

It's just that this is the first time that someone has openly told him that he can attack the other party by all means, even using black magic, and the other party doesn't care at all.

But when the opponent really didn't care, Matthews didn't dare to do it.

Do I still feel that these methods are too despicable and damaging to my face?

Or is it ......

I never thought anyone would be so strong – strong enough to tolerate all the opponent's off-the-market moves, and I didn't dare because I was afraid that the opponent would get hurt.

Or......

Matthews had an answer in his mind that he didn't want to face.

He feared that all his despicable means would not help him to achieve victory, and in doing so, he would become the weakling he least wanted to be.

Under the gaze of everyone, Matthews sorted out his emotions and tried to maintain his demeanor as chairman.

But his mind has been thinking about how to win this duel, and a pure duel will definitely end no different from Culus.

Matthews' idea was to duel "fairly" like a knight for the time being.

Then wait until it's over, and then find a way to snatch Slytherin's exclusive house robes back from the other party's hands.

Whether it's for money to buy it, or to rush to it, or to hire an adult dark wizard, these are all ways to do it.

As long as he can get it back, Slytherin doesn't care about the means, he will still be a Slytherin hero.

Matthews took a deep breath and was about to speak when he heard Roque's voice.

"You've got it all figured out?"

Roque smiled and pointed to Matthews as he gestured to the Dementor Mind to read your thoughts.

Matthews froze instantly, and he was even a little embarrassed, so Matthews hurriedly focused, trying to clear the dark thoughts in his mind just now.

"It doesn't matter, as I just said, you can use any means."

Roque wasn't annoyed by the fleeting thoughts in the other party's head.

He really wanted Matthews to use all means against him.

It doesn't matter if you do it behind your back, it won't make any waves anyway.

However, Roque still hopes to fight Slytherin in front of everyone.

Because only by such a comparison can he rely on defeating the other party and justifiably step out of the circle of little wizards, without having to compare himself with his peers.

This was what inspired him in Professor McGonagall's class, and Professor McGonagall said that he was too good to give him extra points for these ordinary questions in the future.

This enlightened Roque, ordinary excellence will be compared by people in their hearts, and too good will be ignored by people, and people will subconsciously think that he is so powerful, and it is natural to do this.

It's like no matter how good a student is, he doesn't compare himself to Dumbledore.

Roque wanted to be such a "matter of course".

Matthews looked at Roque carefully for a long time with suspicion, but he didn't see any disgust in Roque's face, he only felt the arrogance and disregard of the other party.

This feeling of being ignored and looked down upon really made Matthews feel uncomfortable.

Matthews wasn't going to do it behind his back, and he decided to pay attention to a direct showdown and make this first-year Roque pay a little price for his arrogance.

"Be mentally prepared, we Slytherin are much wilder in duels than we are when it comes to Quidditch!!"

Matthews' wand glowed brightly, as if he had given some kind of order, and he threw his glass.

This was his alternative, originally set up to prevent Gryffindor from taking away the Slytherin robes after their victory.

The window of the bell tower classroom suddenly opened, and within a few moments, many wizards in Slytherin uniforms flew through the window, some broke in through the door, and the rest of the wizards simply came out of the group of wizards watching the battle.

Malfoy, the little wizard on the side, was watching, and suddenly a wizard behind him pushed him away and walked next to Matthews.

In the blink of an eye, a group of wizards gathered around Matthews and surrounded Roque on the dueling table.

This sudden change made the wizards around the play not react.

Hermione, Harry and the others had never seen this happen, and it was the first time they had seen a wizard duel, and there was actually a fight.

Not only that, but they also saw people with plants like biting kale, poisonous tentacles, etc.

You don't really want to use the dark arts duel later, do you?

"This! It's not fair! Harry shouted.

"This is what my opponent asked for himself, he said it, he doesn't care about any means!!" Matthews said with a blank face.

Hermione was a little anxious, and she wanted to go out and tell the teacher to stop the fight, but the door was guarded by Slytherins.

I wanted to find other people to help, but I found that there were not many wizards around who could really work, and many young wizards wanted to protect themselves in a panic.

Roque on the stage seemed to see Hermione's uneasiness: "It's okay, Hermione. ”

"Anyway, no matter whether the floating dust to be removed is one or two, it is difficult to identify with the naked eye."

Matthews's face suddenly darkened.

"Do it!"

"The flames are blazing!" "Divided!" "Broken bones!!" "Faint!" "Legs stiffen and die!"

Several spells flew towards Roque at breakneck speed!

Roque's azure pupils reflected these intertwined lights, and he waved his wand lightly, and said:

"Call the gods and call the guard!"

A silver-white mist instantly filled the classrooms of the bell tower, just as the spell was about to hit Roque—

A huge silver wolf head slammed out of the silvery white mist and swallowed Roque in one gulp!

Several spells hit the silver wolf's teeth, but they only glowed with layers of silver mist.