Chapter 80: The Mighty Newmont Gard

NewmontNewmount Garde for so many years before, he is so confident that he will not be found?

　　I don't think so.

　　On the dueling stage, Riddle did not react to the needle-stick spell that could make Morrie wail in pain, other than the black mist that left his body and shrank back again.

　　He resumed his smile and then stepped aside.

　　Sean muttered darkly, and Riddle stopped talking ......

　　Snape began to explain, his voice was not much louder than a whisper, but all the atmosphere did not dare to come out, carefully remembering the contents of his words.

　　"Everyone practices on their own in pairs, but if anyone dares to use the evil spell, I will add a little something to his pumpkin juice tomorrow morning."

　　After Snape turned the remainder into a threat, everyone began to look for their opponents.

　　Hermione looked at Sean with surprise and concern: "I can't believe it, that was a silent spell? Sean, how did you manage to do that?"

　　The young wizard beside her also came up.

　　"Sean, you're only a first year!"

　　"Sly Master Wallop, say, did someone secretly teach you that?"

　　"Merlin's beard, Shawn you forced out Professor Riddle's means of protection, my dad said that powerful wizards have all kinds of means of protecting themselves."

　　"That's right, that black fog could be magical magic!"

　　"Then wouldn't Shawn be very powerful?"

　　"Of course."

　　Faced with various snickers and questions from his classmates, Sean, who had cast a large number of magic spells, revealed a tired smile: "It's just a matter of pushing it, and my magic spells can't hurt Professor Riddle."

　　To this point, the others agreed, jokingly, a small first-year wizard how to hurt a school professor, and the silent spell will also weaken the power of the spell.

　　Between the fields, the students discussed enthusiastically for a while and then began to catch pairs to practice.

　　Shawn, who was resting on the side, observed that it was very obvious that the students of New Mongard were better at fighting.

　　They will immediately strike as soon as the dueling ritual is over, no matter the timing or the choice of the spell, they have undergone a lot of exercises, including the underclassmen.

　　On the contrary, on the Hogwarts side, even the third and fourth-year students, a disarm spell is put a little reluctantly, many of them are still heckling in the face of their friends.

　　They do not look like they came to duel like they came to have fun with their friends.

　　The Hogwarts learning environment is not a day or two, you learn how to rely on self-awareness.

　　The outstanding young wizards will find a way to exercise themselves, such as Neville and Harry, two people back and forth, face to keep serious and vigilant.

　　After observing a round, Sean could only sigh: Hogwarts, there is a long way to go.

　　After the students practiced for a while, several Newmongard students stepped onto the dueling platform.

　　"Professors, since it's an academic exchange, we should be able to challenge each other as well, right?" A man asked the two professors.

　　Riddle smiled and agreed: "There is indeed a need for that, to learn together and improve together." He turned his questioning gaze to Snape again.

　　Snape's expression did not change, nodding coldly.

　　The Newmongard student who had brought it up grinned and showed a few white teeth as he turned to face the Hogwarts crowd.

　　"Introducing myself, Zelos Thomson, a fifth-year Newmongard student," he held his chin up, "accepting the challenge from everyone above the fifth year at Hogwarts."

　　This condescending gesture from Thomson angered everyone at Hogwarts, and the cranky young lions had gotten into a brawl.

　　Finally, a fifth-year Gryffindor student stood up.

　　He had a calm gaze, and judging from the expressions of the students around him, his strength should be good as well.

　　"Both sides salute." Snape acted as the referee.

　　Both of them bowed.

　　"Begin."

　　"Except your weapon! (Expelliarmus)"

　　However, Thomson raised his wand and easily blocked the red light.

　　Silent spell casting? Sean's expression froze.

　　A fifth-year student of Newmont Gard had mastered silent spell casting? And looking at Thomson's relaxed look, he was already quite skilled.

　　So strong ...... the hearts of the Hogwarts students present giggled.

　　And Thomson's next performance was even more amazing. After casually blocking a few magic spells, he fired a silent petrification spell from a tricky angle.

　　The Gryffindor student fell straight to the ground.

　　However, when everyone thought that the victory had been decided, Thomson raised his wand again.

　　The Gryffindor student who was petrified immediately rolled over and vomited after the spell was lifted.

　　"Professor, this is not a bad spell, is it? Besides, our school has been teaching us to make sure our enemy is completely defenseless, and that's what makes for a valid duel." Thomson had an indifferent smile on his face.