In the field, the chaotic situation gradually cleared up as time passed. After witnessing Hermione Granger's power and the Aura -like teamwork of the members of Harris' training class, many wizards who had not participated in this kind of training had voluntarily given up and walked out of the field to avoid meaningless curses.
However, their departure didn't ease the tension in the battle. Instead, the battle became even more intense. Other than the wizards from the Harris Training Class, the members of Harry Potter's team, which was established last year, had undergone half a semester of training in spells. Compared to the little wizards who had no experience in this field, they were able to successfully cast Iron Armor. Although they were suppressed, they could still hold on for a while.
The intensity of the battle between the remaining Adepts began to escalate. All sorts of spells and spells flew around, causing them to be injured to varying degrees. Of course, this did not include Hermione Granger, who had returned to the center of the field. She had begun to give up on provoking others. Of course, if anyone dared to provoke her, they would be immediately eliminated.
Michael Kona of Ravenclaw's four-man team was hit in the arm during the battle with Draco's team. His arm hung limply by his side, and cold sweat kept dripping down his forehead. However, he managed to successfully cooperate with Edward before he was cursed.
Edward cast a spell on the slope outside the entrance of the earthen wall where Malfoy and his team were. He covered all the solid surfaces in a ten-foot square area with a layer of smooth grease. Fat Vincent Crabbe was indeed affected. Unfortunately, he stepped on the grease and slid down the slope. Michael took the opportunity to get up and set Crabbe on fire. However, this cost Michael an arm.
Although the grease created by the Grease spell was called grease, it was not as combustible as the Cobweb spell. It was just more slippery than grease. As a senior member of Ravenclaw's training class, Michael and his team did not forget that they were not mortal enemies. They remained rational enough to choose a more appropriate spell.
But Michael's raging flames still caused large blisters to appear on Crabbe's skin. The Slythrin's small fat snake's fur and clothes were also completely burnt. Crabbe, who had already slid to the bottom of the high ground, immediately got up and awkwardly left the field with his legs between his legs, voluntarily forfeiting. In such a situation, he could no longer care about the pain.
On the other hand, Padma Patil, who was regarded by many as the prettiest girl in Gryffindor, had her face scraped by a piece of gravel that was blown away by a spell cast by someone. The wound on her cheek turned outwards, and it was a horrifying sight to behold. The little witch, who could have continued the battle, screamed and left the field as soon as Crabbe stepped out of the field. She went outside and begged Allen, who was treating the students, to treat her injuries.
As the number and types of magic potions were well prepared, these little wizards who had left the field were able to receive timely treatment from Allen. Those who had minor injuries could be treated with healing magic potions. As for those who had more serious injuries like Crabbe or those who had more sensitive injuries like the Indian girl, Allen chose to do it himself. With the help of the magic ointment and the healing from a distance, the injuries and pain of these two unlucky wizards disappeared without a trace in a short period of time.
Allen even made a mirror for them to feel at ease, but only Padma needed it. The bald Crabbe, who had no eyebrows, took a quick glance at the mirror and hurriedly went to the side to change into the clothes that Allen temporarily made for him. Crabbe had a lot of gold coins in his arms, which was the compensation given by the ancient magic professor for the damaged clothes. The fat wizard had completely forgotten the pain caused by the blisters just now. He was thinking about how to use the windfall money, which was more than enough to buy a new set of clothes, to buy some snacks.
As time passed on the field, Hermione Granger obtained the final victory in the chaotic battle of the sixth years. After witnessing the magical skills displayed by Miss Know-It-All, this result was not unexpected to anyone. Hermione, who had consumed attribute potions and magic increasing potions, as well as started studying ancient magic in her third year, had long since pulled apart the gap between her and the ordinary Magi by a large margin.
Outside the field, Harry, who was slumped on the ground without a care for his image, was enjoying Jenny's massage while he wiped the magic wand that he had cast too many spells. He and Neville were targeted and killed by Draco Malfoy. Draco would not let go of this opportunity to teach them a lesson in front of Allen without angering Allen.
Harry touched his exploding hair, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Draco Malfoy, who was being treated by Allen.
Just now, when Draco and Hermione were fighting for the last time, Hermione had purposely released more powerful lightning bolts that made his body tremble incessantly, making him unable to control his muscles and limbs. Even so, under Allen's treatment and praise, he, who had split his head and turned it into an explosive head, still looked very satisfied and proud of himself.
Harry sighed and suddenly said, "Malfoy is different now."
"What … Ouch." Jenny's finger was flicked by the static electricity in her boyfriend's hair.
"What … what's different?" Neville's double chin trembled from the electricity, making him unable to speak clearly. "Are you referring to … his current level of curses?"
"No, I'm not referring to the fact that Malfoy has become stronger. In the past, Malfoy was just a little coward, but you saw it just now. After winning the battle with Kona and the others, he took the initiative to bring Zaabini down to the highlands to look for Hermione. In the past, he would definitely have surrendered directly! "Also, even though Hermione easily got rid of Malfoy's remaining follower, he didn't give up. Instead, he bravely chose to fight head-on until he was electrocuted out …" Harry ran his hand through his hair. Though he wasn't electrocuted like Jenny, his erect hair still stubbornly stuck up to the sky.
"It is indeed different." Hearing their conversation, Seamus Finnegan, who had cooperated with Harry and the others just now, sat down and looked at the wizards fighting on the field. "It's not just Draco. The wizards who participated in the training class are far stronger than those who didn't."
"Choosing to take ancient magic classes is undoubtedly the best decision. No professor has ever dared to use Professor Harris' teaching method. We've never experienced this kind of fighting in class before. It's too different from the duels with ceremony and etiquette that we were taught in the second-year dueling club. This is a real battle. With more training like this, we'll be able to protect ourselves when facing the Death Eaters. I don't think that apart from the Mystery Man himself, there's anyone among his followers who can beat Hermione. " Harry said fervently. In his heart, ancient magic classes had already become his favorite class, especially when compared to the last semester where he had to practice curses in secret.
"Our performance has surpassed the untrained wizards by a large margin, but there's no way we can compare to them." Parvati Patil, who had finally finished looking at her face in the mirror and confirmed that her face was fine, sat down beside them. She was rather depressed. Then, she suddenly remembered something and kicked Seamus a few times. "I asked just now, it was the gravel that exploded from your curse that hurt my face!"
"How would I know that any weapon I cast would explode except for you!" Seamus, who had been beaten up for nothing, also felt very wronged. He had been troubled by this talent for many years.
"When you first learned the Levitation Curse in your first year, it had an explosive effect! How could you not know?! " The Indian girl, who almost felt that she had been disfigured, did not let go of the light brown wizard with a strong accent.
"You've seen Professor Harris's methods. Twenty-seven professors, I noticed that the first two doppelgangers could perform different actions and use different spells. I don't think our principal and the Mystery Man have such methods … If we can learn this, wouldn't it be equivalent to increasing our strength several times in battle?" From Jenny's admiring tone, this red-haired girl, who had been saved by Allen in the second-year secret room incident, had become a loyal fan of the ancient magic class. "It's my turn now."
The process and the result of the fifth-year battle was beyond most people's expectations.
With her good social skills, Jenny successfully joined a team made up of students from the training class. When they succeeded in leaving the wizards on the field and were about to duel to determine the final winner and see who would survive in the end, Luna suddenly appeared on the field and attracted their attention. Jenny, who was a little red-eyed, instantly pointed her wand at her. "Luna, you should have used the Illusion Curse to hide longer, but you have no teammates now. We've already surrounded you. Go out by yourself."
The other members of the team also stopped fighting each other and pointed their wands at Luna, who was alone. They knew that the crazy girl's personal strength was not as unreliable as she looked. Now that Luna had taken the initiative to show up, they suddenly realized that during the battle just now, they had completely ignored Luna's existence in their minds.
"Wasn't Luna sitting there the whole time? She didn't use the Illusion Curse! Why did they only notice her now? Muggle Curse also works on wizards?! " Harry was very puzzled. When Luna was fighting just now, the little wizards sitting outside the field saw clearly that she found a mud wall and jumped on it to sit down and watch "Sing Song" while the others had no intention of paying attention to her at all. At first, Harry thought that it was because of Luna's reputation and her relationship with Allen that the others deliberately let her go temporarily, but when he heard his girlfriend's shout just now, he realized that something was wrong.
In the blink of an eye, the little wizards on the field exclaimed because Luna had done the same thing as Allen Harris in front of them. First, she turned herself into three, and then into twenty-seven. Twenty-seven figures flashed quickly, and the remaining team members on the field raised their wands and looked around helplessly. They were surrounded by Luna from all directions. The crazy girl's erratic voice sounded from all directions. "But it's you who are surrounding them …"
The crazy girl's move calmed the team down and they realized that they had overestimated themselves by treating Luna as a big enemy. Not to mention that the crazy girl had mastered the same trick as Professor Harris, Luna did not use the Illusion Curse as Jenny had thought. They understood that if Luna did not want to, they would not even have noticed her existence.
Therefore, the battle between the fifth grade and the sixth grade was very intense. This group of "champions" could only follow Luna's orders and leave the field on their own accord.
"Luna is so strong?! Then why did she hide in the beginning? " Harry was stunned. He had thought that Hermione would be the strongest among the students aside from Allen. He did not expect that Luna, who usually did not care about being discriminated against or even insulted by others because of her strange behavior, would be so strong. After all, even someone as strong as Hermione could only maximize the number of mirror images and create eight.
"There were too many people at the beginning. She was afraid of trouble." Hermione, who had returned to Gryffindor's side of the sixth grade team, answered Harry's question in annoyance. "As for why she showed her strength at the end, it was probably because she was afraid that if she waited until there was only one person left in the team to deal with the opponent, the fifth graders would find trouble with her after she became an assistant. She was afraid of trouble."
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