Harry Potter: I started checking in from Diagon Alley

And his opponent turned out to be Lilia, who was the closest to him.

Seriously? Is this for real?

Cedric and the others were just joking; they didn't believe Dumbledore would assign duel opponents based on distance, but Lilia actually drew Eric.

Coincidence, it must be a coincidence.

Led by Cedric, everyone cast encouraging glances at Lilia, who was confused: "What's wrong? Isn't Eric your friend?"

Wood patted Lilia on the shoulder earnestly: "Keep going, that's all I can say."

Lilia looked puzzled.

Wood didn't eat her cake just now, so why is he being so nice to her?

Wood and Cedric, remembering that they had just been standing next to Eric, felt guilty. "What a close call! We almost drew Eric's number!"

They are all strong contenders for a top-three finish, provided they don't run into Eric.

Lilia has now taken a blow for them, giving them a chance to advance to the next round.

After the matchups for the first game were decided, Professor Flitwick, as the host of the Duel Club, loudly announced the result.

Cheers from the audience could be heard outside, along with the referee urging Eric and Lilia to leave the field as soon as possible.

Lilia composed herself, smiled brightly, and walked downstairs with Eric to the dueling arena.

Eric, oblivious to the danger, ate the cake laced with aphrodisiac, believing the outcome of the match was already decided.

Lilia was very confident and was already thinking about her next opponent and how to get rid of Eric's entanglement.

A few minutes later……

Under the watchful eyes of the entire audience in the auditorium, Lilia covered her face and collapsed to the ground, her face filled with disbelief: "Why? Why weren't you affected by the love potion?"

Eric not only acted normally, but he was also exceptionally ruthless. He showed no signs of being under the influence of aphrodisiacs.

Eric smiled at Lilia's question, offered no explanation, and turned to leave.

The Soul Barrier is immune to all mental control effects, even the Imperius Curse, let alone Lilia's Aphrodisiac.

Although Lilia is quite talented in love potions, the potions she makes are still love potions, so it would be strange if they could charm Eric.

Lilia's idea was wonderful, but reality was cruel.

Without the aphrodisiac, Lilia would have no chance of defeating Eric with her current strength.

Eric easily defeated Lilia using only two spells throughout the entire fight.

One spell broke through her defenses; even with three stacks of armor spells, Lilia couldn't withstand Eric's attack. Another spell then sent Lilia flying out of the arena—it couldn't be simpler.

The reason it took so long was largely because the referee had to introduce both players before the match started.

The audience erupted in uproar.

Aphrodisiac?

Oh no! Lilia's face froze; she had accidentally blurted out about the love potion.

Although the use of love potions is not prohibited in this competition, it is only limited to the competition.

After the duel club ends, the entire castle will know that Lilia used a love potion.

This is the ultimate social death.

It's easy to imagine that no one would dare to approach Lilia or touch the food she had touched.

Nobody dares to take that risk.

This concern isn't limited to men; due to some formula adjustments, aphrodisiacs can also have an effect on the same sex.

Lilia was on the verge of tears. More than the consequences, she still couldn't understand how Eric had seen through her plan.

Professor Flitwick, standing on the podium, was stunned by the result.

According to procedure, he should announce the result of the duel to everyone and give a brief summary.

Unexpectedly, the first match ended in just a few minutes.

Professor Flitwick was too embarrassed to call it a great match, and could only say, "Um... let's thank both players for their efforts, and let's welcome the next player to the stage."

Cedric, who witnessed Eric defeat Lilia, stood at the top of the stairs in the small room to welcome Eric's return.

Cedric said, "Sometimes I wonder, do you really have a weakness? Even aphrodisiacs can't bring you down."

Eric laughed and said, "You're next? Who's your opponent?"

“Yes.” Cedric nodded, his expression serious. “Clement.”

Eric patted Cedric on the shoulder, said nothing, and went upstairs.

He had a feeling that Cedric would be in for a tough fight, and it was hard to say who would win.

……

Eric's concerns proved to be correct.

Cedric, who knew from Eric that Clement was acting strangely, did not underestimate his opponent and went all out from the start.

Then he was surprised to find that Clement's strength had also increased, and the power of the spells he displayed was even greater than when he faced the Weasley twins.

"Repel them immediately!"

"The earthen walls stand tall!"

After the referee announced the start of the match, Cedric and Clement made their moves at the same time, almost simultaneously.

Cedric's spell collided violently with the earthen wall summoned by Clement, producing a tremendous sound. Even Eric and the others watching from the small room upstairs could feel the aftershocks of the collision.

The experience of the audience sitting in the stands is even more direct.

Compared to Eric's overwhelming dominance in the previous match, this duel truly showcased what a thrilling game looks like.

Cedric and Clement both realized that the other's strength was comparable to their own, so they both brought out their best.

Cedric swung his wand rapidly, tapping it in the air, and in an instant unleashed three different spells, two fast and one slow, towards Clement, each covering a different angle.

A loud whooshing sound rang out, and in an instant, the spell was already in front of Clement.

Clement held his breath and focused. When he blocked Cedric's probing earlier, he had already taken a bottle of potion from his shirt pocket and held it in his hand. Now he opened the potion cap and swallowed the whole potion in one gulp.

After drinking the potion, Clement's eyes turned bloodshot, his spellcasting speed suddenly increased, and his entire aura changed.

With a wave of his wand, a violent storm appeared out of thin air between the two of them, coalescing into a ball.

When the storm first appeared, it was only about the size of a fist.

Ignoring Cedric's spell, Clement closed his eyes, raised his wand high, and chanted incantations over the storm he had summoned.

What initially appeared to be an insignificant storm cluster expanded violently into the size of a person in the blink of an eye.

The rubble generated by the clash of their spells was now being swept up by the storm.

Cedric's two spells flew swiftly around the storm, drawn in and deflected by it, one upwards and the other downwards, striking the ceiling and floor respectively, sending debris flying and smoke billowing up.

The slightly slower spell also met the same fate, changing its flight direction after making brief contact with the storm cluster, posing no threat to Clement.

Cedric was startled. The storm summoned by Clement was spinning rapidly around the center point, and with the help of magic, everything that passed by was constantly being attracted by the storm.

Even spells are no exception.

What kind of magic is this?

Chapter 110 The Gale of Hatred

In a small room upstairs in the auditorium, Qiu Zhang blurted out, "What kind of magic is this?"

The same question arose in the minds of Wood, Harry, and the others.

They had never seen a spell exist in this form before.

Not only were the onlookers puzzled, but all the spectators who witnessed it were shocked.

The storm continues to expand, and some spectators in the front rows can already feel its gravitational pull.

Eric said, "The Hateful Gale can form a storm that constantly attracts surrounding objects. If left unchecked, it will eventually become a massive disaster. A wizard once cast this spell in a Muggle town, and the entire town disappeared. The wizard was also killed by his own magic."

Harry's face paled upon hearing this: "The whole town has vanished? Eric, how do you know so much detail?"

Eric said, "I saw it in a book about black magic in the forbidden section."

"dark magic?"

“Yes, this is an extremely rare spell; even many professors don’t know about it,” Eric said, staring at Clement in the audience.

This magic is not essentially a form of dark magic, even though it is very destructive.

Destructive power itself is not a criterion for judging black magic.

The origin of this magic is unknown, but it is recorded in the book that Eric saw.

A witch discovers the betrayal of the person she has always loved. However, she already senses the approach of death. The hysterical witch, driven to madness, wants to destroy her lover along with all traces of his life.

And so, the Gale of Hatred was born.

The raging storm leveled the place where the witch had been, leaving nothing behind.

Eric didn't know where Clement had learned the magic, but it certainly worked wonders.

Cedric was already being suppressed by Clement. The Hate Gale spell was both offensive and defensive, and its range would continue to expand over time. As soon as it appeared, Cedric was immediately at a disadvantage.

Cedric attempted to retaliate with a spell, but just like the previous three spells, they were affected by the storm and immediately deflected.

All attacks failed to hit their target due to the presence of the storm.

Cedric reacted quickly, realizing that ordinary spells posed no threat to Clement, and instead began to try to use polymorph to fight him.

He quickly created distance, then pointed his wand firmly at the ground in front of him.

The floor cracked open, and under Cedric's magic, a tall stone knight appeared before him.

The stone knight was covered from head to toe in stone armor, and had no weapons in his hands, only a giant shield that was taller than himself.

Facing the rapidly spinning storm, the knight showed no fear, pounding his shield and roaring as he charged forward.

Cedric's wand danced incessantly, and a circular wall materialized out of thin air around Stormstout, enclosing it within.