Snakes in Hogwarts

In the prize exhibition room on the fourth floor of the castle, two groups of people are looking at each other fiercely.

If the eyes can kill the opponent, there are probably not many living people left here.

And this was just because of a very ridiculous reason, whether it was Draco or Potter, they were not willing to bend over to their rivals.

"Nonsense! Of course you have to bow, this is the most basic duel etiquette!"

Standing in the middle of the two groups of people, Andros felt their doubts written on their faces, and he yelled in an unquestionable tone.

"You have to understand that respecting your opponent means respecting yourself."

Ignoring Andros' words, Draco and Potter continued to stare at each other with big eyes and small eyes, neither of them wanted to be handsome or soft.

"Draco, you come first." Andros ordered.

"Why!"

"Don't you always regard this duel as extremely formal? Then you have to bow to your opponent. This is a necessary process for a formal duel. It is a respect for the opponent and the duel tradition and honor."

Draco bent down reluctantly, looking awkwardly like a middle-aged and elderly patient with severe lumbar disc herniation.

This made Ron, who was opposite him, couldn't help letting out a sneer. His voice was not loud, but it seemed very harsh in the already quiet prize showroom.

"Don't tell me you haven't learned aristocratic etiquette, Draco. Do it again, be more standard, don't let them underestimate Slytherin."

"I'll knock you to the ground hard, Potter. And the Weasley idiot by your side." Draco gave Ron a fierce look and then bent down again.

This time, his manners made people unable to fault anymore.

Seeing this, Andros nodded in satisfaction.

Draco still obeyed him.

In fact, in addition to educating them to respect their opponents, he made Draco and Potter bow to each other like this more to satisfy the evil taste in his heart.

Don’t you think it’s interesting to make them bow to each other?

This bad idea arose in Andros' heart, and then grew wildly in his heart like weeds.

Just treat it as if I didn't sleep so late and came out to compensate you as a referee.

It's a pity, if only there was a magic camera, Andros even smacked his lips with regret.

This way, you can take pictures of them bowing.

"Boss, you are really bad." Ivar's voice rang in his heart.

As always, it naturally read Andros' inner thoughts. In the inner pocket of his robe, a small snake quietly poked its head out, and looked at the outside world curiously.

"But I like hiss."

It sounds weird, I don't want to be liked by a male snake!

In response, Andros looked at the savior not far away, who was holding the magic wand in his hand tightly.

"Now it's you, Potter. Gryffindor should be as focused on honor as Slytherin."

Harry nodded, and then bowed to each other as Draco did, but it was naturally much less standard by comparison.

Seeing the awkward appearance of the savior, the Slytherins also laughed mockingly.

"He looks like a giant who has just learned to bow." Pansy sneered loudly.

"Very well, now the assistants of both sides return to both sides, I count three, and then the duel begins, understand?"

Draco and Potter raised their wands and pointed them at each other.

"Dare you make a bet with me, Potter, you will be knocked to the ground by me in five rounds."

"Don't say anything stupid, Malfoy! It must be you that was knocked down."

"Three!" Backing to the crystal glass cabinets around the showroom, Andros began the final countdown.

Harry took a deep breath, and he recalled the few spells he only knew for the last time, and then stared at Draco directly across from him.

He found that the other party was also staring at him.

"two!"

"One!"

"Let's fight!"

"Tarantella!"

"Grin!"

At the end of the countdown, Draco and Potter shot spells at their opponents almost at the same time. Of course, the spells they used were nothing more than those evil spells.

After all, as a first-grade little wizard, at this age, he can't learn many advanced spells.

The two spells hit their respective targets almost at the same time, because their owners didn't have the mind to dodge, but stared at their own spells attentively until it hit each other fiercely.

Why stand in place stupidly?

Andros held his forehead helplessly. He couldn't figure out why Draco's IQ fell so badly when he encountered something involving Potter.

Does love make people stupid?

Obviously knowing to avoid the curse when the new students are duel!

He exchanged glances with Pansy and Bini not far away, and then looked towards the center of the battlefield again.

"Ahahahahahaha, you are done Potter! The front teeth match is great! Hahahahaha I am itching to death!"

Draco launched a counterattack first, even though he was not in good shape at the moment.

Xiaolong half-kneeled on the ground, his body couldn't stop twitching, and his mouth was also grinning.The tickling spell will make the subject laugh wildly. Just like its name, the effect of the spell is like being tickled and tickled constantly.

"Harry, get away!"

The state of the savior was not much better either. His legs were dancing uncontrollably, looking like he was dancing some kind of ridiculous stepping dance.

In order to avoid the curse, he had to rush forward, avoiding the curse that was shot at him.

"The curse stops! The curse stops!" Draco suppressed a smile and cast a stop curse at himself. The continuous effect of the curse really faded from him, and he quickly got off the ground. Stood up.

"A flock of birds!"

Without giving Potter a chance to solve the spell, Draco continued to attack. A dozen black feathered birds, which Andros could not recognize, emerged from the tip of Draco’s staff and fluttered towards Harry. Fly away.

This allowed Harry to disperse the birds in front of him with his hands, without a chance to release the spell.

The situation is quite unfavorable for him.

"It's over, Potter, try this again! Get tied up!" Malfoy gave a malicious smile.

Several black ropes shot out from the tip of Draco's staff. They glided quickly on the ground like a snake, and then wrapped Potter's body under the control of the dragon, and soon wrapped him into a zongzi.

This is a living rope spell. The last time it was used was in the Slytherin freshman duel, Andros successfully tied Draco with him.

Now the latter has been used in Porter in a similar way, but from a professional's point of view, his technique is too unfamiliar.

It's not so much binding, it's better to wrap a rope around the savior.

Really, there is no beauty.

"Draco won the first round."

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