Chapter 1181 The Witch Civil War

"My daughter, yes, yes. You see...that is the youngest one in my family."

Arthur Weasley is definitely the proudest one in the "parent camp" of Hogwarts. He was excitedly talking to Mr. Diggory and others next to him.

Adult friendship is not limited to the academy. Although he and Amos Diggory often quarrel, it is undeniable that as neighbors, colleagues and parents of children, the relationship between the Weasley family and the Diggory family is still good. Not bad - especially after Mrs. Weasley met Mr. and Mrs. Diggory at Quibble Magical Mall a few days ago, the two families had even more communication.

"Okay, Weasley, don't take it too easy. I heard from Syd that the first-year Slytherin girl opposite seems to be very strong."

Mr. Diggory shrugged his shoulders and glanced at his son sitting next to him, "Besides, if there is a house competition in Hufflepuff House, my Ced will definitely be able to play too!"

"Not only is she strong, she is the Shadow Prefect of Slytherin House."

Cedric Diggory said seriously, his eyes fixed on the two little witches in the venue.

As a prefect of Hufflepuff House, he got some inside information from someone in advance - the House Tournament might become a regular event later.

If there is an ambiguous dispute between the colleges and it cannot be reconciled by the deans of both colleges, there is a high probability that a competition will be launched.

And more importantly, some large-scale cross-school competitions may be held within the next two years.

At that time, Hogwarts will use the daily performance of the young wizards of each college and grade as the selection criteria at that time.

Although the "insider" didn't go into too much detail, Cedric didn't think she was lying: everyone at Hogwarts knew that Kaslana meant what she said.

"Irina Ivanovich, her grandfather is Novarte Ivanovich - that gentleman is the former principal of the Kodos Doriz Magic School. I quietly asked Sprout before The professor’s story about Mr. Ivanovich, who was once known as the ‘Dumbledore’ of the Eastern European wizarding world, who single-handedly reshaped the broken Eastern European wizarding world...”

"Wait, Novat Ivanovich... I seem to have an impression."

At this moment, an adult wizard sitting next to Mr. Diggory frowned and said thoughtfully.

"I remember that the International Federation of Wizards held a trial against him a few years ago. It was probably the highest-profile trial in recent years."

"Trial?" Mr. Weasley asked curiously, "What has he done to deserve a trial by the International Wizarding Tribunal?"

The speaker was Mr. Wood, who worked in the Department of International Magical Cooperation. His son, Oliver Wood, was the current Quidditch captain of Gryffindor House.

"Violating the law of confidentiality, inciting and luring many wizards into dangerous areas - it is said that nearly a hundred wizards were killed, and even almost directly exposed the entire magical world..."

Mr. Wood said seriously, while recalling the file he saw a few years ago, he shook his head sadly.

"You know this thing called 'Wizard's Sorrow', right? He may have gone crazy and ignored the evacuation order from the magic world but instead..."

"Wizard's Sorrow? Sorry - gentlemen, I didn't mean to eavesdrop...are you talking about nuclear weapons?"

Before Mr. Weasley could continue to ask, another voice joined their conversation.

Everyone turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather suit sitting not far away, looking curiously in their direction.

Next to the middle-aged man, a little Ravenclaw girl who was in her first or second grade at most was clenching her fists and nervously watching the time countdown in the field.

"Oh, Alexei... I am now the math and physics teacher at Hogwarts. This is my daughter Danilova."

Alexei quickly introduced himself and looked thoughtfully at the wizards chatting.

"If I heard correctly, you just talked about the 'Wizard's Sorrow', right? Well, I happened to be studying this topic recently..."

"Professor Alexei? Oh, I heard Seid mention you-"

Mr. Diggory turned his head and looked at the new professor who was dressed like a Muggle, frowning slightly.

"...You seem to have taught in Russia before? How is Said's performance in class?"

"Oh, you don't need to call me Professor - just call me Alexei..."

Alexey glanced at the handsome, nervous boy sitting next to Mr. Diggory and grinned.

"Cedric is the well-deserved number one in his grade. He earned a lot of college points from me, so much so that I had to exercise restraint to avoid dissatisfaction with other students."

"Oh? That's not bad - well done, son! Why didn't you tell me earlier -"

Upon hearing these words, Amos Diggory's frown instantly spread, and he glanced at Arthur Weasley next to him rather proudly.

If the Weasley family's numerical advantage is invincible, then Cedric Diggory's excellence is what Mr. Diggory can compete with.

"By the way, you just mentioned the 'Wizard's Sorrow' - is that a special disease caused by radiation? Where was the Mr. Ivanovich you mentioned a few years ago..."

"I'm very sorry, Professor Alexei. I don't know the specific situation. I can only give a general summary..."

Mr. Wood said helplessly. He regretted opening this topic, but he raised his head. He was too embarrassed to pretend to be stupid like this.

"I heard that there seemed to be an accident on the Muggle side, and a large area of ​​'Wizard's Sorrow' appeared - the wizarding world immediately issued an evacuation order, but Novarte Ivan, who should have informed everyone to leave, Not only did Norwich not leave, but he encouraged hundreds of wizards to arrive in that area to help the Muggles clean up the mess——"

"Chernobyl——" Alexei's expression changed slightly and he murmured.

However, Mr. Wood, who started talking, did not notice Alexey's whisper, and shook his head sadly and continued.

"Most of the wizards who went there at that time were infected with the 'Wizard's Disaster'. They were tried, placed under house arrest, and their wands were confiscated...even their descendants were implicated..."

Mr. Wood nodded his chin at Irina below, "In fact, if it weren't for Professor Dumbledore, that Miss Ivanovich almost wouldn't even be able to attend the magic school."

Professor Dumbledore?

perhaps……

Alexei raised his eyebrows slightly.

He subconsciously looked at Miss Ivanovich not far away and Elena floating above her head, his eyes full of complexity.

At the same time, on the other side, the topic of Mr. Weasley and others had moved away from this and returned to the discussion about the competition.

"I heard that magic learning in Eastern Europe is more practical, quite powerful, and usually very heavy-handed..."

Mr. Wood said thoughtfully, turning to look at Mr. Weasley aside, "Do you secretly tutor your daughter in magic at home? The first session may be very intense."

"A first-year wizard, how intense can it be?" Mr. Diggory said disapprovingly.

To Amos Diggory, this was just a makeshift confrontation.

He didn't think the confrontation between first-year students could be considered a "magic confrontation". Those two children hadn't even finished first grade.

In fact, most parents and students think so too. They can't wait to skip this game and watch the competition between the senior grades later.

Only Danilova knew how talented her two best friends were in magic combat - according to Sister Hannah, they could even compete with Granger at the same age.

"3——"

"2--"

"1!"

As the countdown on the magic light screen returned to zero, Elena's figure gradually faded and disappeared.

Silver-white light cocoons flashed around the duel venue, marking the official start of the opening match of the academy competition.

In the center of the duel venue, Ginny and Irina already had their wands in their hands, staring intently into each other's eyes.

As the countdown reached zero, the two little witches almost simultaneously pointed their wands forward, jumping a step to the left and right like mirror images.

Without any sound of chanting, two magic beams of different colors passed by each other, grazing the girls' hair and hitting the magic light screen behind them, creating circles of ripples.

Mana impact! Small steps and small jumps!

This is a standard tactical move of the Witches, and the two of them have simulated it too many times in previous training.

Compared with the cumbersome chanting of incantations, magic shock is undoubtedly the best solution as the starting move. Most ordinary wizards will be directly interrupted by this.

For Ginny and Irina, this is just a greeting before the start.

However, compared to Irina, who is still supplementing her growth, Ginny's physical fitness is obviously better than her counterpart.

While still jumping into the air, Ginny twisted the wand first and locked the direction of Irina's movement to dodge.

"Bat-Spell!"

The next second, a large number of little blue monsters with flapping wings emerged from the tip of Ginny Weasley's wand, rushing towards Irina like a tide.

Ginny's magic was released very quickly, and even the light and shadow of the golden-red magic impact had not disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

In fact, many people didn't even realize that this was already the second round of the fight between the two little witches.

"Incendio!"

Irina responded equally quickly, moving her wand forward in a graceful arc.

Different from the conventional fire spell, a little condensed spark sank into the surging group of blue monsters like pebbles.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling flame vortex suddenly erupted in the center of the group of little monsters, tearing the surrounding air, and the hot flames swallowed everything in an instant.

Under the cover of golden-red firelight, a crimson curse flew towards Irina through the monsters that turned into smoke.

"Stupefy!"

"Protego!"

boom!

Along with a dull sound of magic spells colliding, the voices of the two girls sounded in everyone's ears almost at the same time.

The smoke and sparks dissipated, and Irina and Ginny appeared on both sides of the field unscathed, looking at the wands in each other's hands as if they were in danger.

Thinking about it carefully, the two of them have never really let go of their hands and feet to fight.

"The Stunning Curse is not a curse for children below third year level, dear Miss Weasley."

"It's not like armor protects you - Miss Ivanovich."

Ginny and Irina were chatting affectionately, their wands pointed at each other steadily like a stabbing sword.

The two of them clearly saw their own shadows in each other's eyes, as well as... the same eager flame.

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Great!