Chapitre 295: Chapter 295: Play Quidditch?
On the stage, neither Fleur nor Cassandra did anything.
At this time, Cassandra's face was solemn, and she had already felt the difficulty of Fleur.
She didn't notice the magic spell that instantly cut the fireball, as if it didn't exist.
And Fleur stood there calmly, waiting for the professors to reinforce the protective shield.
Finally, when Snape signaled that they could continue, Fleur shot.
"Expecto Patronum!"
A silver-white water snake Patronus appeared, with a body length of three meters. It stretched its body and flew straight toward Cassandra.
And Cassandra is using the surrounding tables and chairs to deform constantly.
Buffaloes, Lions, and Wolves take turns fighting the water snakes.
But the strength of the Patronus is much higher than these things, and they are beaten back to their original shape.
"Reducto!"
"Thunder!"
Cassandra cast two consecutive powerful spells. A white spark flashed on the duel stage, and explosions continued.
Cassandra's Weather-Modifying Charms is worthy of her signature, and consecutive lightning strikes shattered the Patronus.
And the spell did not show any signs of shrinking and quickly brewed a new round of attacks to hit Fleur.
"Protego!"
"Confundo!"
The thunderclouds in the sky only had time to send out two bursts like a short circuit, stopped attacking, and floated silently.
A look of approval flashed in Snape's eyes beside her.
Using the Confusion Charm to disrupt Thundercloud's attack, he had never thought of such a clever way to deal with it.
After two consecutive powerful spells, Cassandra was also powerless. After a few more reckless fights with Fleur, she fell from the stage.
"Delacour wins!"
Snape announced the final result, and Fleur waved to Alvin with a smile.
It's like saying look, I'm stronger than her, right?
Alvin smiled wryly. Since Fleur had had a bad opinion of Cassandra since the last Yule Ball.
Initially, he must have stood on Fleur's side. Still, after the last incident, he had already tacitly agreed that Cassandra was also his girl.
He's really not good enough to help.
The other audience also applauded. Although the confrontation was not long, it was exciting enough.
And Fleur is also the title of the strongest female Champion.
Looking at Cassandra's slightly lost back, he wanted to comfort her, but halfway through, he was stopped by two people.
"What are you two doing to stop me? You don't go to celebrate?"
Looking at Cedric and Harry hesitantly, Alvin was a little puzzled.
Hearing what Alvin said, Cedric gave Harry a signal while he quietly took a step back.
Harry couldn't do anything either, so he said bravely. "Alvin, do you want to play Quidditch?"
"Quidditch?"
"You want me to play?
Alvin touched his chin, and Harry had just finally explained everything.
Next week is Durmstrang's game against Hogwarts.
In the previous game, both teams defeated the other two schools. That is to say, the winner of this time will be the Champion of this World Quidditch School Cup.
But through observing Durmstrang's first two games, Cedric and Harry have no confidence in winning.
"Didn't Sirius just buy a batch of Firebolts for you a while ago? Your equipment is already far ahead."
Hearing Alvin's question, Harry and Cedric also breathed a sigh of relief.
Not long ago, Sirius purchased a few Firebolts and donated them to Gryffindor.
And for this match, Angelina, the captain of Gryffindor, also graciously lent the Firebolt to all the Hogwarts school team members.
Even Durmstrang only has one Firebolt. The others are the Nimbus series.
But even with Firebolt's blessing, they were far behind Durmstrang in cooperation and technique.
The gap is not so easy to smooth out.
"Yeah! Alvin, only you can save Hogwarts now!"
"You don't want us to lose to other schools, do you?"
A burst of consolation sounded, startling Harry and Cedric. They turned around hastily and found the twins and other Hogwarts players lying in the corner, eavesdropping on their conversation.
Alvin was not surprised. He had already discovered that this group was sneaking in there to eavesdrop.
It's just that his face is a little weird now. He's a referee.
And Cedric had thought of this for a long time, and he stood up and analyzed for Alvin. "According to the rules, the Champions can choose Quidditch players at will in the school."
"Alvin, you are not only a referee but also a student of Hogwarts. There is absolutely no problem with the rules."
Hearing his words, Alvin did not refute them. It really did not violate the rules.
But after quitting Ravenclaw's Quidditch team, he didn't think about playing again.
Quidditch is only temporary entertainment for him, and it is enough to experience it a few times.
Seeing Alvin disagree, George and Fred jumped to Alvin and hugged Alvin's thigh.
"Alvin, just take one shot. If we lose, we're going to jump into the Black Lake to apologize!"
The words were full of sadness, and for a while, Alvin felt that he was not going to play Quidditch but that he was going to duel with the Dark Lord and save the wizarding world.
He ignored the joking twins and looked at Harry instead.
If he remembered correctly, Harry had made the same move not long ago.
This is Gryffindor's ancestral skill!
Harry naturally understood the meaning in Alvin's eyes, and he was a little embarrassed.
He had this idea just now, but the twins took the lead.
"George, Fred, let me go. I will think about it and give you an answer in a few days." Alvin said helplessly.
And the twins also let go at the right time, and Alvin promised to think about it.
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