Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

After the two players created some distance between them, he raised his small wooden hammer and shouted, "The match begins!"

Ding!

With a chime of a bell, Ron pointed his wand and shouted, "Eat slugs!" A light blue beam of light flew toward Crabbe.

"Ron Weasley launched the first attack, oh dear! His spell missed! Vincent Crabbe fell to the left, missing the target. Will he be able to get up?" Jimmy provided the commentary at breakneck speed.

"Tarantella Dance!" Crabbe threw himself to the ground and forgot to stand up before casting the spell. A red light flew toward Ron, past his head, and struck the ceiling behind him.

Ron broke out in a cold sweat. He had forgotten to dodge when he saw Crabbe lying on the ground and almost got hit.

The Slytherin audience below the ring felt a pang of regret, Harry especially worried for Ron, and Malfoy, frustrated, slammed his fist on the edge of the ring and yelled, "Get up! Aim before you cast the spell!"

Jimmy also shouted in regret for Crabbe, "Vincent Crabbe's spell missed, what a pity! But obviously Ron Weasley was too shocked to react in time... He made his move!"

"It's hot and spicy!"

Ron unleashed another curse, but Crabbe dodged it with a roll on the ring, and Jimmy yelled nervously, "Beautiful!"

Crabbe got up, beads of sweat on his forehead. "Wave-Treading is too hot..." In his nervousness, he mispronounced the spell and failed to release it.

Ron shifted his body from side to side and chanted the Knot Spell again, "Hot and spicy!"

A beam of red light struck Crabbe directly, and Crabbe reacted a beat too late, falling to the right, instantly sending the audience into a frenzy.

George and Fred jumped for joy, and they joined the Gryffindor students in chanting Ron's name, making Ron in the ring feel elated.

"Ron Weasley has struck Vincent Crabbe. Vincent Crabbe is knocked down, but he is not yet incapacitated. Watch out!!!"

"Tarantella Dance!"

The white light struck Ron, who felt victory was assured and began to relax. His legs immediately started twitching and bobbing up and down, and he started tap dancing on the spot.

Crabbe didn't forget to cast the spell this time, even though the bumps on his face were so painful that tears were streaming down his face.

Jimmy was not optimistic about the outcome of this injury change, commentating, "Ron Weasley failed to capitalize on his opponent's fall, and now he's in an extremely difficult situation. How is he going to cope while continuing to dance?"

A burst of laughter immediately erupted from the Slytherin ranks, because Ron's dancing on stage was utterly comical.

Malfoy continued pounding on the edge of the ring, excitedly yelling at Crabbe, "Go! Go! Hit him!"

"Get out of the way, Ron!" Harry shouted anxiously from the other side of the ring.

Ron had no choice but to jump around, finding it difficult to dodge. He swung his wand again, casting another evil spell that every young wizard in a wizarding family had to learn: "Bat out!"

As soon as he got up, with his vision still blurred by tears, Crabbe was once again under the spell, and a large swarm of bats emerged from his nostrils.

The Gryffindor side burst into laughter in response to the Slytherin side's mockery.

"A brilliant counterattack! Bats flying out of the nostrils can block the nasal cavity and make people temporarily forget to speak. What will Ron Weasley do next? You know, three and a half minutes have already passed, and there's only one and a half minutes left in the game!"

Jimmy reminded both players of the time limit in the competition.

Ron and Crabbe, hearing that there was still a minute and a half left, dared not delay and continued casting spells on each other.

"Tarantella dance!" "Grinning and shouting!"

Both of their spells struck each other, and they both took a full hit from the spells.

"Hahahaha!" The tickling curse made Ron's whole body twitch, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Vincent, with his boar-like physique, also performed a tap dance on stage, making the stage vibrate loudly.

Both of them are now under control; the competition is to see who can withstand more curses and still stand on the stage.

"Eat...snot...worms!" Ron was the first to strike, and he managed to forcefully recite the snot-spitting spell with some unknown willpower.

Crabbe was still a beat too slow. He didn't dodge the spell, but he lunged to the left and spat a huge slug onto the ring, his twitching legs still kicking wildly.

Suddenly, Crabbe's legs, which had their own ideas, stepped onto the ring and kicked him out of bounds. Crabbe yelled and spat out a slug before crashing heavily in front of the Slytherin audience.

Ding Ding!

"The winner has been decided! It's Ron Weasley of Gryffindor!!!"

A loud cheer erupted in the Great Hall, everyone cheering for the winner. Ron was carried off the stage by George and Fred, and senior students from Gryffindor immediately helped him break the curse.

Ron, who had danced for a minute, was helped up and greeted with cheers from all the Gryffindor students.

This is not just Ron's victory, it's Gryffindor's victory too!

Jimmy ran onto the stage, kicked away the slug on the ring, and said, "Next, please welcome our two main characters today, Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter!"

Harry was smiling when he went on stage because Ron had won.

Malfoy, his face grim, was still brooding over Crabbe's defeat. "Crawbbe didn't lose to that Weasley; he lost because he was stupid. I won't do that, Pott!"

"Come on, come on!"

Without Jimmy trying to liven things up, the two people who didn't like each other started exchanging harsh words on stage.

Chapter 35 Accident

Seeing that the two got into the zone so quickly, Jimmy didn't hesitate and said, "The contestants should bow to each other!"

Malfoy held his wand up in front of him, taunting, "Do you know how to bow, Pott?"

Ha responded with the same gesture, both looking directly into each other's eyes and slowly bowing.

The surrounding audience had quieted down, eagerly anticipating the performance of the two on stage.

The two turned around and took five steps, creating enough distance between them, before turning back to face each other.

"The match begins!" Jimmy's mallet slammed down, producing a metallic clang.

The two people on stage moved almost the instant the bell rang.

"It's hot and spicy!"

"Tarantella Dance!"

The two voices almost overlapped, and two beams of light, one red and one white, flew out from the tip of the staff, collided with each other, and exploded into patches of colorful light.

The audience was momentarily stunned, then erupted into even louder cheers.

Harry's powerful dynamic vision, which enabled him to become the Seeker, allowed him to perform well in his first wizarding duel, and Malfoy's brief intensive training also played a significant role at this time.

The two used a limited number of spells to attack each other on stage, with each spell narrowly missing its target.

"Merlin! Draco Malfoy is so flashy! Harry Potter is in danger!... The battle between the two sides has been fierce from the very beginning. Who will be the final victor? This battle, to some extent, determines the final outcome. Regardless of who wins, the victor will take all, because this is a fateful duel..."

Jimmy was stirring things up from below the stage, his machine-gun-like speech making the atmosphere even more tense. Gryffindor and Slytherin students were cheering for their own houses, while Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students were simply cheering for the spectacle.

Harry is very talented, at least in combat, but Malfoy isn't as bad as one might think, perhaps because he studied spells for a few more years.

The spells collided in mid-air from time to time, and even though they were just underage wizards, the special effects of the magical collisions were very gorgeous and beautiful.

After a rapid, intense exchange, Malfoy's attacks remained swift and sharp, while Harry, lacking proficiency, was forced into a defensive posture.

He mispronounced the incantation several times, causing the spell to fail to be cast, which was heartbreaking to watch.

But Harry discovered that spells could be used to counteract other spells, and with his somewhat exaggerated dynamic vision, he managed to break Malfoy's curses several times in a row.

"The two sides are locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand. The next contest will be to see who makes the fewest mistakes!" Jimmy, still stirring things up from the audience, added, "Friendly reminder: the two sides are only restricted to using spells that can cause serious injury, but that doesn't mean they can only use minor curses!"

Harry and Malfoy both thought Jimmy was reminding them, and they immediately began to think.

Malfoy was the first to recall the previous instructions and Goyle's idiot tactics. After casting a Leg-Locking Charm, he immediately pounced to the side, pointing his wand at Harry again, "Clean up!"

His spell went astray, but in his panic, Harry happened to dodge to the side that had gone astray, his body jolted, and then he tried to salvage the situation by casting a spell at Malfoy on the ground.

"Gurgle..."

A string of pink bubbles emerged from Harry's mouth. The Cleansing Charm causes people to spit out bubbles, a fact known to most young wizards from wizarding families, but unfortunately, Harry did not.

Harry saw Malfoy's wand flash with a white light, and his eyes were momentarily dazzled. The next moment, the spell Malfoy uttered struck him.

Harry felt as if his legs were bound by chains, his body swayed, and he fell onto the ring with a thud, his head buzzing.

The next moment, Malfoy's curses came one after another.

Malfoy can be a bit cowardly at times, but he's absolutely ruthless when it comes to striking a victim when they're down, relentlessly exploiting their weaknesses.

Pimples appeared on Harry's face, and his legs, which were pressed together, trembled as he forcefully stepped off the carpet and sent himself off the ring.

The young Slytherin wizards immediately erupted in cheers, Crabbe and Goyle both grinned foolishly, and the ugly girl with a round face jumped up and screamed Malfoy's name.

"It seems the winner of the second match has been decided. Draco Malfoy has successfully defended the Malfoy family name and earned the glory that he deserves!"

Jimmy had just announced Malfoy's victory and was about to warm up for the third game when George and Fred ran over and anxiously patted his arm.

On the Marauder's Map that the two had spread out, there were active footprints on the second, third, fourth, and fifth floors, with the names written next to them: Argus Filch, Minerva McGonagall, Quirinus Quirrell, and Albus Dumbledore.

broken!

Jimmy immediately realized that the approaching footsteps were the location randomly written on the note, and that the situation was critical and the third match could not continue.

"What should we do?" George was still a little nervous. He and Fred had never gone this far before, organizing nearly two hundred young wizards to go out for a nighttime stroll. If they got caught, they would be locked up until Christmas!

"Calm down, proceed with the pre-arranged evacuation plan now."

Jimmy remained relatively calm because he had anticipated such an unexpected event, which was why he was preparing an evacuation plan. He just hadn't expected four people to come and check on him all at once.

George and Fred were not cowards either; once the action plan was confirmed, they immediately began to execute it.

The young wizards, who had been waiting for Jimmy to speak, gradually quieted down. Only then did Jimmy jump onto the arena and say, "Everyone, the match is over for tonight. The professor is looking for us upstairs, so we need to leave now."

I think it would be more memorable if the last game were a regret, because winning or losing is not the standard for judging a person's character.

The sole purpose of this competition is to promote fairness and friendship; victory or defeat is merely a byproduct of the Olympic spirit.

After some competitions, there are always concluding remarks with the theme of "friendship first, competition second," which he follows as a tradition, not caring at all whether the little wizard knows what the Olympic spirit is.

Without giving the young wizards time to react, Jimmy began directing the evacuation from the scene.

"Alright, Slytherin and Hufflepuff friends, please leave the Great Hall in an orderly and quiet manner. There are no professors in the underground. Please return to the common room as quickly as possible."

While the competition was still going on, the young wizards were caught up in the frenzied atmosphere. They quieted down and, fearing being caught by the professor for a night out, they forgot all about their regret at not being able to see the whole thing and quickly tiptoed out of the Great Hall.

"Ravenclaw will be led by George, sneaking away from the professors and returning to the common room through the secret passage; Gryffindor will be led by Fred..."

After saying that, Jimmy jumped off the stage and cast a Transfiguration and Reversal spell on the long table that was pieced together in the hall. The carpet turned back into a chair, which he then kicked off the stage.

Seeing this, the young wizards from Gryffindor and Ravenclaw went to help, and in no time they restored the Great Hall to its original state, cleaning up the remaining trash on the ground.