"Excellent match!" said the short Professor Flivier excitedly, "Malfoy flexibly borrowed the surrounding environment and constantly looked for opportunities to fight back; Porter's on-site response was excellent and his response was very clever..."

Draco, who had just been awakened by Mrs. Pomfrey, had a smile on his originally gloomy face.

"... Both of them are excellent, and that's exactly what I want to see. Maybe in a few years, in more than ten years, there will be a new duel champion from you." Frieve said with a sob, Felix patted his shoulder and he sat down.

Applause rang out everywhere, and Harry and the students clapped enthusiastically, "It's so good, I hope there will be one day."

Several professors also stood up to comment. Snape praised Malfoy for being flexible and good at using the terrain location to create favorable conditions, and did not mention Harry at all.

"I don't expect you to understand what I said below will only be really needed after you graduate..."

Lupin praised the two players from a neutral perspective, while Felix reminded the young wizard that when there was only one pair of wizards on the field to compete, the limitations of the field could be ignored and the battlefield could be expanded into seven terrains.

Harry was stunned for a moment. This was what he didn't expect. Thinking about the duel between him and Malfoy, he could actually ignore the big tree and go around the rocky beach. Of course, Malfoy could also run to the hillside and fight him from a high point. The scene would be more complicated at that time.

Felix's advice was applied to the fifth-grade championship battle, with Cedric Diggory and Slytherin's predecessor Miel Bradley dedicated a wonderful chase.

The two occupied a corner of the rocky beach and a corner of the hillside terrain in the early stage, and later Cedric used a transformation technique to turn a stone into his own. The real Cedric quietly turned to the ice surface and suddenly came out from behind the hillside. If the audience's screams reminded Bradley, the battle might have ended early.

Percy had to shout out the students outside the field while the game was going on.

"What a pity." Neville said with his eyes wide open.

"Yes, yes." Harry next to him replied. He stared at the situation on the field intently, thinking about how to break the deadlock. After thinking for a long time, he found that he had subconsciously entered the position of the Slytherin chief, and had always thought about how to counterattack Cedric.

He looked around guiltily, and no one noticed him. Qiu Zhang looked at the field with a worried look on his face, his eyes stuck to the handsome figure, and Harry suddenly felt that the game became boring.

After a test, counterattack, change the venue, and continue to test. After a counterattack, Cedric defeated his opponent with a better reaction and spell skills. The game lasted for ten minutes. When it was over, the little wizards burst into cheers.

Harry couldn't help but think sourly: I can do it too, maybe I can do it better.

In the stands, Felix said in a relaxed tone: "The winners of the first grade are Slytherin, the winners of the second and third grades are Gryffindor, the fourth grade is Ravenclaw, and the fifth grade is Hufflepuff. At present, their level is still average."

"Bridley played too conservatively, he wanted to win too much, and dared not take any risks." Flivie objectively commented on the game that just ended.

"Actually, Davis's true level is also good, but unfortunately, the mistakes he made are too low-level."

Flivie is talking about fifth-grade Roger Davis, the captain of the Quidditch team at Lavenclaw College. He is tall and burly and handsome, but he cares too much about his image. In the battle with George Weasley, he actually took time to straighten his hair and was taken away by a coma spell.

The victorious George then unexpectedly met Fred. The twins refused to give in to each other in the maze area. As a result, a fecal bomb suddenly exploded and the game had to be interrupted for five minutes. Percy pinched his nose and stepped forward and used a dozen new spells to clean up.

When he came out of it, he seemed particularly frustrated, and the work of maintaining order was handed over to Penelo.

Because the twins did not admit that they were the feces bombs they threw, they were both driven out of the field.

Felix stared at the pair of live treasures. Do they have a map of live spots in their hands? Professor McGonagall complained that they spent a lot of time on pranks, but did not mention the issue of night tours.

Have you ever swam at night or not been discovered... This is a question worth thinking about.

Felix said gently: "Professor Lupin, my knight seems to have run to you. Can you hand it to me?"

Luping was stunned for a moment, he lowered his head and looked at the knight as big as a palm. It was running over at some point. Just to his left, a pair of scarlet eyes looked a little scary.

"Of course." Lupin grabbed the knight, and the knight knocked on the back of his hand three times with his sword. His outstretched hand stopped in the air and his eyes glared.

"Professor Lupin?"

“…Oh, for you.”

Then Lupin became silent, and his eyes were occasionally turned to the knight magic puppet: it never came again, and when it tried to stab Snape's fingertip with the knight's sword, it was slapped to the young Professor Happ.

"Conduct your stuff, Felix."

Lupin carefully observed Felix's expression, and the young professor smiled and said to Snape: "Severus, do you feel that your mood suddenly improved?"

Snape looked at Felix in confusion, but he couldn't see anything. The student's thoughts were always unpredictable. He said sarcastically: "You should think about how to face that woman Umbridge."

"Why is it her? Isn't Dumbledore's promised contact candidate Tonks?"

Snape curled the corners of his mouth, stared at the arena, and whispered: "Everyone saw you chasing Black, and Porter admitted in person that he was going crazy when he saw you catching Black's phantom and moving from afar. Did you catch him?"

Felix blinked, is there such a thing?

"Blake made the second phantom shift..." Felix said halfway. Snape didn't know what he had thought about, and sneered: "It's his style of doing things."

Flivie interrupted: "So, the news from the Ministry of Magic is true. He obtained a wand in the Overturn Alley?"

"It should be so, and not a magic wand, but two."

Flivi understood it and he screamed: "The Ministry of Magic will not cause trouble for you, Felix, look at themselves. I haven't even touched Black's hair in the past six months."

As the competition reached the seventh grade, Professor McGonagall appeared in a hurry, and she looked a little angry.

"Oh, Felix, I have something to come to you. The investigator of the Ministry of Magic has come, and she insists on seeing you. I can't stop her, she is carrying the warrant of the Minister of Magic."

Felix stood up and chuckled, "Then let's go see her. I just happened to ask where Black got the compound decoction and the second wand."

He grabbed the Knight on the table and prepared to follow Professor McGonagall to leave.

"Wait, Professor Happ" Lupin called him, and when Felix turned around, he said softly: "I happen to have some understanding of alchemy. Can I look at the magic puppet in your hand again?"

Felix stared at him and raised the Knight in his hand, "Do you have any suggestions?"

Lupin said cautiously: "I need time to verify."

Felix looked at the Knight in his hand, and he was signaling Felix to agree, "Well, Professor Lupin, if you have a good idea, welcome to come to me, I think I have time this afternoon and tomorrow all day."

He threw out the knight, and Lupin hurriedly caught it in a panic.

The game continued, but Lupin's mind was no longer here. He didn't dare to look at the Knight in his hand. This guy was about to poke his hand so he just found a reason to leave early.
Chapter completed!