Harry Potter: I started checking in from Diagon Alley

The storm's rotation suddenly slowed down. The fierce winds that had threatened to rip the roof off the entire auditorium disappeared, replaced by a storm mass that began to rotate in place at an extremely slow pace.

Compared to the previous rotation speed, it's like slow motion.

However, its power is not diminished at all; on the contrary, it has increased.

However, once the storm slowed down, it was also unable to continue advancing.

Although the fire serpent could not break through the storm's defenses, it clung tightly to the storm mass, pushing it toward Clement.

Cedric, who was in dire straits, saved the situation with a single spell.

A faint cheer erupted from the Hufflepuff stands, not because they didn't want to cheer for Cedric, but because it was too hot!

After the strong winds stopped, the most obvious change was that everyone felt the hot wind that had been blowing on their faces disappear, and only the heat remained inside the auditorium!

In the sweltering heat of midsummer, the absence of wind is a terrifying thing.

Even though the wind is also hot.

Colin Crevey was sitting in the front row, busy taking pictures, when he suddenly found his vision was a little blurry. He touched his forehead and found it was covered in sweat.

He looked up blankly, the sweltering atmosphere completely enveloping him, leaving him nowhere to hide.

It wasn't just Colin; almost everyone felt the same way.

After the storm almost stopped spinning, the intense heat began to relentlessly assault the stands.

Now everyone is no longer concerned about who wins or loses; they just want this duel to end as soon as possible!

Inside the small room, Eric paid no attention to the temperature changes, but kept his eyes fixed on the center of the storm.

After the storm's rotation speed changed, only a handful of people, including Eric and Dumbledore, were able to see the truth.

The storm cluster did not stop rotating; instead, it divided its energy into two parts, shifting from the outside to the inside. At the center of the storm cluster, the rotation speed began to increase dramatically at an unprecedented rate, although it was not yet visible from the outside.

It was this energy, condensed in the core, that blocked the fire serpent that was originally going to extinguish the storm.

This is not surrendering, but a harbinger of a counterattack!

Cedric also discovered this fact.

His fire serpents could not break through the Storm Group's defenses. Although he did not know what changes had occurred inside the Storm Group, his intuition told him that dragging out the duel would not do him any good.

The storm appeared to have completely stopped rotating, shrinking in size and curling into a sphere that fit perfectly into the fire serpent's mouth.

Cedric hastily directed a portion of the fire serpent to ignor the storm mass and spread towards Clement.

Since I can't destroy your magic, then I'll destroy you!

Clement's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a roar. Veins bulged on his face, and you could see the blood vessels throbbing clearly. He looked terrifying.

This is the opportunity he has been waiting for!

He pressed his hands down sharply, pointed his wand at the ground, and then suddenly lifted it up.

The storm cluster sensed his movement, bursting forth with a bright light from within, and its size shrank again to the size of a fist.

This is the essence of the Hateful Gale spell.

First comes the exhilarating release, the wanton destruction, followed by confusion, being stuck in place, stagnant, licking the wounds in one's heart...

In the end, hatred will not disappear, but will re-coagulate, gather together, and launch a resolute revenge against the target, blooming fiercely!

Chapter 113 An Upset

The moment they saw Clement's magic change, the other professors who were watching finally reacted.

Even if some of them didn't recognize the magic, they could sense from Clement's terrifying face and the surging magical power in the center of the arena that seemed to be bursting out of the entire hall that such an outburst posed a risk of environmental damage.

So, without needing any instructions, the professors took decisive action.

Snape, Sprout, Lupin, and the other professors...

And there were Flitwick and McGonagall, who had been standing by the dueling arena for a long time.

They unanimously used armor spells, along with other protective magic, to protect those around them.

The professors' positioning was carefully considered, ensuring they could cover all the spectators.

Layers of translucent light membranes rose from the corners of the dueling arena, forming four walls and a suspended ceiling around it.

Ultimately, this forms a perfectly square cage, imprisoning everything in the dueling arena within.

With the collaboration of several professors, the scorching heatwave finally subsided.

Instead, a crimson light, visible to the naked eye, filled the dueling arena, almost completely covering the entire area, leaving only a small space in front of Cedric and Clement.

Fire, it was all fire inside.

The entire arena has now been transformed into a fiery red cuboid.

Inside the cuboid, Clement had only a small space left to stand in.

If the Storm Legion hadn't been blocking the fire serpent's path, Clement would likely have been engulfed in flames by now.

The blazing flames scorched every brick and stone, and even the light barrier created by the professors to block the flames turned crimson.

The moment the professors used their magic to limit the spread of the flames.

The storm summoned by Clement shone brightly from the mouth of the fire serpent, suddenly unleashing a torrent of energy.

It was the same extremely dull sound, but this time it was different from before.

This eruption sounded more like someone casting countless explosive spells underwater.

The dull, low sound resonated in everyone's ears.

Everyone felt a sudden white light before their eyes as the storm burst forth with extreme brightness. The powerful impact brought with it a magical pressure that made it impossible to look directly at it.

The storm surged back up at an incredible speed, beginning a rapid rotation while continuously growing and transforming until it finally reclaimed the entire arena space...

The fire serpent's head disappeared instantly, swallowed by the rapidly rising storm.

The semi-transparent walls of light around them were also teetering on the brink of collapse, as if they were about to shatter at any moment.

The professor closest to Clement held his wand high, still struggling to maintain the defensive spell.

But to his horror, he discovered that the curse in front of him had cracked and was spreading.

He couldn't help but shout, "Quick, someone stop him!"

The professor was closest to Clement and thus felt the power of the magic most clearly.

The duel has now completely exceeded his control.

If these two are not stopped and allowed to continue fighting, the students present may be in mortal danger!

At the critical moment, a blinding light came from the professors' seats in the stands, piercing straight through the light wall formed by the defensive spells and entering the dueling arena.

It was as if the air in the dueling arena had been instantly sucked away.

A bright light appeared, and the storm that was about to trigger a massive explosion vanished in the last moment before it erupted, disappearing without a trace along with the flames that had occupied the entire space.

Everyone stared in disbelief, all looking in the direction from which the light had appeared.

Dumbledore!

Who else could it be but him?

He finally took action.

A near-perfect vanishing spell instantly wiped out the flames and storm that had just swept across the sky.

Dumbledore remained standing, his wand pointing towards the dueling arena, and said in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, "I'm sorry, but out of respect for both of you, I must wait until you have a winner before I can stop this duel and make sure no one loses their life."

Determine the winner?

Everyone looked back towards the dueling arena; some were overjoyed, while others were pale.

The flames and storms in the dueling arena completely disappeared, and the entire arena was almost completely destroyed.

The floor tiles cracked, splitting into several large pieces and countless small pieces.

Amidst these fragments, Clement still managed to stand, maintaining his casting posture, though he was clearly exerting all his strength.

His opponent, Cedric, lay on his back on the floor, unconscious.

This thrilling duel produced the biggest upset to date.

The victor—Clement of Ravenclaw.

……

The match had to be temporarily suspended due to the extensive damage caused to the field by Cedric and Clement.

The professors were busy repairing the dueling arena and taking care of the students who had been affected by the two men's magic.

Eric and the others were thus able to go to the school hospital to check on Cedric's condition.

Fortunately, Cedric's injuries were not serious.

When the storm erupted, he was inside the arena and took the brunt of the attack. The combined effect of using the Vulcan's Path spell with all his might caused him to collapse from exhaustion.

Dumbledore's timely intervention prevented Cedric from suffering further harm.

Cedric was now fully conscious.

Mrs. Pomfrey in the school infirmary only allowed one person to go in and say a few words to Cedric before leaving.

Eric, without hesitation, stepped forward as the representative, lifted the screen, and went inside.

Cedric had no psychological burden about the defeat; he had done all he could. When Eric appeared, he laughed first and said, "His magic is really powerful. I couldn't beat it even with Vulcan's Path. You know, I was planning to save that move for you."

Eric said, "I can think of at least ten ways to counter your move."

Cedric retorted angrily, "I don't believe you. If you're so tough, let's have another match when I'm better."

Eric spoke frankly: "Your long casting animation is enough for me to kill you countless times. I've mentioned ten ways to deal with it, and that's not enough."

Cedric was disheartened. It was true; Vulcan's path-clearing magic was indeed his trump card at the moment, but he himself knew the weakness of this magic.

To be precise, the flaw in his ability to cast this spell was that he needed too much preparation time.

Eric could kill him countless times during this preparation time, and Cedric knew this was no joke.

He was able to hold out against Clement's storm formation for so long because Clement couldn't break through his defenses.