Chapter 114 The Situation Is Reversed

The situation was completely out of control.

The narrow three-way intersection has become a battlefield where snakes and badgers compete.

The students who originally just wanted to go to the auditorium on the first floor to eat quietly were inevitably involved in this sudden college confrontation. Being in the college, everyone has close friends, which made the already chaotic situation It gets even more confusing.

As the students on both sides continued to be hit by spells and fell down, every Hufflepuff and Slytherin's nerves were stretched to the extreme, chanting all the spells they knew loudly and hastily, frantically attacking the spells. Curses poured out to the opposite side, and the silver-green and yellow-black uniforms became the most effective symbols for distinguishing the enemy's camp from ours.

After experiencing the initial surprise, Slytherin students in silver-green robes continued to pour out of the stone wall. Facing the blazing curses, the two sides, who were already red-eyed, had no intention of communicating. Slytherin House, who faced the entrance to the common room, immediately fought back.

As the Hufflepuff House with the largest population in the entire Hogwarts, facing the surging Slytherins, it was not as advantageous as it was at the beginning. Even with a steady stream of new combat forces joining the battlefield, there were still A considerable number of Hufflepuff students still stood cautiously on the edge of the battlefield and did not join in the chaos.

After all, as a long-term gentle and friendly academy, most people can still complete the psychological transformation so quickly.

Therefore, for the time being, in this melee between the two academies, both sides are still in a relatively intense state of anxiety.

In the center of the field, the prefects and Quidditch players of the two colleges were undoubtedly the most intense group of people.

Under the impact of the colorful magical light on both sides, the two sides, who were almost face to face, almost simultaneously realized the limitations of the traditional speed of chanting spells in close combat.

In order to avoid the curses flying all over the sky, almost no one can cast those seemingly exquisite spells with peace of mind. Under the cover of countless curses behind them, the most reliable weapon is everyone's own body.

"[Magic Stance—Oak Tree]!"

Cedric, who had lost the hat on his head, dropped his wand and stabilized his body in the half-crouching position he just learned yesterday. With his free right hand, he grabbed the skirt of the opposite Slytherin team's Chaser, Drian Pusey. , clenched his fists and smashed forward with force.

The unformed spell in Derian's mouth was interrupted instantly, his body lost balance, and he stumbled back.

Feeling the touch of his fist hitting the face of his old rival who had endured it for a long time, the always steady and polite Cedric Diggory's long-held breath of bad breath was swept away, and his face was filled with pleasure and relief.

"[Natural Release—Badger]!"

Before Derian could regain his balance and cast the spell, Cedric sank, roared, exerted force with his left foot, opened his arms and rushed forward, directly knocking Derian Pusey to the ground, pitifully The Slytherin Chaser finally couldn't hold the wand in his hand anymore and threw it aside with a grunt.

Picking up the wand and pointing it at Drian Pusey breathlessly, a glimmer of understanding appeared in Cedric's heart. Perhaps this is why the school set up those strange training courses - to make up for the little wizards' abilities at close range. Short board.

"Screw your magical gestures and don't forget, I can do the same!"

Before Diggory could be proud, a magic spell hit him hard on the left shoulder from the side, knocking the wand out of his hand. At the same time, Drian Pusey on the ground took the opportunity to jump up and knock him down. On the ground, the two struggled again. Cedric was also punched in the mouth, and blood flowed out instantly.

With the example of Cedric Diggory, more and more Hufflepuff students dropped their wands and began to use the most primitive method to pounce on the Slytherin closest to them.

It has to be said that the Slytherin students who have lived a wealthy life since childhood have a much better advantage in basic physical fitness. Moreover, unlike the Hufflepuff students who came in a hurry, most of the people in the front row now are those with strong bodies. The Quidditch players were so large and powerful that the Hufflepuffs had to rely on numerical superiority to compete with them.

"This can't continue like this. It's too chaotic on our side."

Looking at the increasingly stalemate mess, Elena, who was sitting in the corner with her right arm folded, frowned slightly, turned her head and said to Hannah Abbott, who was guarding her side, with a hint of impatience in her tone.

Compared with the young lions of Gryffindor who have to face each other every now and then, the students of Slytherin House are experienced in group fights and singles. The little Hufflepuff wizards who had been gentle and friendly for too long seemed too weak in terms of combat skills and physical fitness.

Even with an almost overwhelming numerical advantage, it does not have any advantage in the "death" ratio. According to Elena's rough observation, in order to knock down a Slytherin student, Hufflepuff must at least pay Two or three students are paid.

"But there's nothing we can do. We haven't learned even the simplest spell."

Hannah Abbott glanced at a certain white-haired dumpling warily, her face straightened, and she immediately stood in front of Elena. She added with a stern face, "Wait a minute, you don't want to be alone." Are you going to rush in for a fight? I’m telling you, don’t even think about it!”

Little Hannah can be said to be one of the few people who knows the most about this white-haired dumpling's trouble-making ability and craziness.

Even though Elena's face was filled with awe-inspiring tenacity, the fiery excitement in her lake-blue eyes had completely betrayed her.

"No, Hannah, listen to me carefully."

Glancing at the stubborn Hannah with some helplessness, Elena rolled her eyes and said cautiously, "Look, in that central area, there are many injured and unconscious Hufflepuff seniors. , The seniors may be hurt twice or even multiple times at any time. Someone has to take them out of there, right? At this point, I feel like I am the only one..."

"I understand, Elena, you are right."

A look of seriousness appeared on Hannah Abbott's delicate and lovely face. She turned sideways and waved to a round-faced fat girl next to her, "Susan, I leave Elena to you. She is absolutely not allowed to sneak over and fight." . If Elena really wants to act nonsense, Susan, just poke her right hand and make her regret the price of being a hero."

⊙⊙! ! ! !

Elena's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at the limp little Hannah with an unbelievable look. She was once a gentle and lovely little angel, but how could she start to look like a devil in less than two days? .

"No problem, what about you, Hannah?" Susan asked with some confusion.

"I'm going to help Elena and bring everyone back."

Hannah stood up, tucked her long blond hair into the knitted sweater on her back.

Looking around at the other Hufflepuff first-year students who were at a loss on the edge of the melee, the girl briefly recalled Elena's previous tone and actions, waved her hand forward vigorously, and said loudly.

"All Hufflepuff first years, let's go together and bring back the unconscious and injured seniors."

After saying that, Hannah lowered her head and rushed toward the center of the melee.

Standing not far away, Ernie McMillan and others, who were anxious and decadent because they were too weak to help, looked at each other, their eyes became firm, and they followed Hannah's steps with a serious expression that looked at death. Also rushed in.

"Even the first-year students who don't know magic are here. Do we upperclassmen have to sit back and watch? Anyway, I can't bear it anymore. Just deduct points. It just so happens that I have already treated those Slytherins. It’s not pleasing to the eye.”

Seeing the group of small yellow and black badgers bravely rushing into the center of the "battlefield" where spells were flying everywhere, a neutral fourth-year Hufflepuff student on the edge of the corridor cursed in a low voice, pulled out his wand and joined in. In the melee ahead.

"You're right, it's time to teach those arrogant guys a lesson."

"Let them see how powerful we are!"

"If I don't go up, I won't be able to stay in the academy anymore."

As nearly a hundred Hufflepuff "neutral people" joined one after another, the battle situation immediately changed drastically.

Slytherin, who had been fighting back and forth with Hufflepuff House, was suppressed almost instantly.