Chapter 154: Carol

The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway.
Most people in the stands only saw Percy easily defeated his opponent, but they didn't know how complicated Percy's operation was just now.
The first is that you can't hear the mantra he chanted, and others can't hear the mantra you chant, so naturally they don't know what mantra you are releasing. This little trick is not difficult, it can be done after a period of practice.
This was not what Mike was most surprised by.
To Mike, releasing the curse is like shooting with a gun, and the released curse has its own trajectory just like the bullet shot with a gun. But the curse that Percy released had no track at all, as if it had already hit the target in a flash.
Mike didn't guess wrong. This should be a special casting technique.
Now Mike can already be sure that Percy is the heir of Slytherin, and the spellcasting skills that can make the spell lose its track are not something Percy can obtain.
"Mike Mike! Don't be in a daze, Senior Sister Carroll's game has begun!" Franklin said suddenly excitedly when Mike was in deep thought.
Mike, who was awakened, gave Franklin a bad look.
Why is Franklin so dumbfounded now, didn't he see that he was thinking about something?
Thinking like this in his heart, Mike didn't say anything, and looked at the arena below blankly.
I don’t know when the chairwoman of the Hogwarts Girls’ Student Union has already fought her opponent, a Gryffindor student.
I saw a series of magic spells with dazzling light constantly emerging, and the entire duel field was filled with various magical auras under the agitation of magic power.
"Huh~huh"
Carol gasped violently, and the dull pain in her chest made her a little difficult to breathe.
This is the injury caused to him by his opponent in the previous rounds, and it is impossible to heal this internal injury in a mere week.
Thinking of this, Carol glanced at the suspended attic unconsciously.
‘Damn Lockhart! What broken rules are set? ’
As she cursed Lockhart in her heart, a bright red curse shot over while she was in a daze.
Carol, who was attracted by the suspended attic, had no time to dodge, so she could only watch it hit herself.
The red light collided with the armor protection body, and the light powder exploded into fine pieces and gradually disappeared, but the armor protection curse on Carol's body also appeared a few cracks.
Carol, who was frightened out of a cold sweat, gritted his teeth and stared fiercely at the opposite Gryffindor player. He raised his hand and shot a smashed bone to fight back.
However, this was useless. The Gryffindor player on the opposite side didn't even move his footsteps. The magic wand was attached to the magic power and flicked the curse flying towards him. It's not over yet. After knocking off Carol's Bone Breaking Curse, he seemed to feel that the victory was in hand, and he even showed a mocking smile at Carol in front of him.
When he saw this, Carlo's teeth were about to break, but there was nothing he could do.
Although he is the chairperson of the Hogwarts Girls’ Student Union, his strength is barely considered first-class among the Hogwarts seventh graders. After all, in addition to strength, the president of the student union needs more management skills and social skills.
And the Gryffindor player opposite her is also a 7th grade student, and is the kind of outstanding student who is most hopeful of being recruited into the Auror army. This kind of high talent in combat is not a nerd who only has theoretical knowledge, and the opponent's actual combat experience is no worse than the ordinary ‘music’ team of the Ministry of Magic.
If it wasn't for the other party's injury to be more serious than his own, maybe he would have already lost.
The opposite Gryffindor player saw Carloer’s angry expression that was about to explode but couldn’t take him to the utmost comfort. Driven by this emotion, he felt that he had not healed. The wound doesn't hurt much anymore.
A right step easily escaped Carloer's hatred and shot a disarming spell, and the Gryffindor player's face gradually became serious. He decided to end the game.
"Flaming flames!"
A fireball exuding terrifying heat appeared on the tip of his rod. This was a variant of the flame curse that he was inspired by Mike and studied hard. Although this fireball is far inferior to Mike in terms of flexibility, in terms of power, it is really better than blue.
He believed that even if the fireball didn't directly hit the opposite Carloer, the shock wave and high temperature caused by the fireball explosion could make him win the game.
Carol looked at the huge fireball in despair and muttered:
"Are you going to lose? Am I... still inferior to that person after all?"
Gradually, the cheering and cheering voices of the surrounding audience and Lockhart’s annoying commentary disappeared. The terrifying heat emitted by the huge fireball distorted the air around it, making it seem to be constantly distorting and changing. Untrue.
I don't know if he had an illusion, but Carol only felt that the fireball that was smashed towards him slowly turned into a smiling face, a mocking face of Mike.
It was as if Mike was taunting her.
As if to be stimulated, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Carol shouted hoarsely toward the fireball in front of him:
"I'm not reconciled! Why? Why is the person who is seeded as Ravenclaw is not me! Obviously I am the student with the highest status in Ravenclaw.
Why is Professor Flitwick always partial to you! Obviously I was his favorite student before this!
Why! Obviously... Obviously I came first!
I want to prove it to everyone! I! Carol Mawson! It's definitely not worse than your microphone! "
The huge fireball flew slowly with the hurricane. The wind did not arrive before the ball arrived.
Standing in the wind, Penello had a firm expression, and her long hair fluttered behind her wantonly, like a Valkyrie on the battlefield. The hearts of everyone in the stands were squeezed, and they opened their mouths and stared blankly at the woman who was facing the huge fireball.
Finally, Carol moved.
It's not turning to run away, nor is it raising hands to surrender.
Instead, rushed towards the huge fireball!
"Are you crazy!" the Gryffindor boy roared.
He could not understand, why Carlo wanted to win so much. This is not necessarily a battle of life and death, obviously this is just a game.
The fireball like the sun finally landed, and the endless flame completely submerged Carol.
"boom!"
It took a moment for a violent explosion to reach everyone's ears, and everyone in the arena stood up and looked at the duel arena below.
Gradually, the heavy smoke from the explosion gradually dissipated, only to see that the original position of Carol's standing had been replaced by a giant pit, but Carol's was nowhere to be seen.
The circular duel was caught in a weird silence, everyone was looking for Carol's figure with their eyes, and many of the more pessimistic girls had already cried.