Chapter 600 Gryffindor's Duel of Honor

Seeing this hairy lion preparing to give a crucible of blood-stained stones to the lady he likes, Alan really didn't know what expression he should use to face the current situation...

Although the relationship between Alan and Ravenclaw is not too unfamiliar to each other after a period of time, their way of getting along is still relatively strange and awkward. They even deliberately avoided calling each other in their lives. name——Alan felt that it was awkward and inappropriate to call the other party Rowena Ravenclaw or Luna Lovegood; and Ravenclaw was not very good at handling this kind of relationship, in fact For her, it can only be regarded as making a blood oath with a strange little boy, and instilling some memories that haven't happened by her future self...

Gryffindor, who was obviously too chivalrous and not delicate enough, still focused on Alan's hands that were still on Ravenclaw's head, "I——Godric Gran from the Southwest Valley of England Fendor hereby formally challenges you to a duel of honor over Miss Rowena Ravenclaw from the Scottish brook!"

"Alan Friedrich Harris from the Upper Rhine Valley, accept your duel of honor." Allen put down the comb in his hand. Of course, Gryffindor, as a straight man of this level, would not be let go by Allen. In his eyes, he treats him as a rival in love, but after all, the other party is obviously entangled with Ravenclaw when he comes to the door-this makes Alan have no intention of resolving the conflict through words, and he also wants to see if he can defeat this allegedly The best dueling master of our time.

"Private wizarding fights are forbidden here during the carnival—and besides, why do I need you to duel for me?" Ravenclaw frowned and looked at Gryffindor impatiently, "And, want me to tell Helga, you fight for me?" Might Duel not be able to go to the Late Night Tavern to support her event?"

Gryffindor obviously only thought of the rules at this time. It would be fine if it was another carnival, but this year is hosted by Helga Hufflepuff, which made him, who always puts action first, have concerns, "Well...then Just set the time for the duel to end at the carnival! For honor!"

Under the divination table, Ravenclaw pulled Alan with his hand to stop his response: "The Welsh-style broomstick competition stilt fire barrel will end in the afternoon, borrowing their venue to duel with broomsticks—"

"Okay! Boy I don't take advantage of you either! Just use your popular bollard show! No bladder guards though--or we're both bladder guards! Just the two of us! We've got one on each of us!" Whoever pierces the opponent with the broom point first will win the honor duel!" Gryffindor's red hair, like a lion or a horse's mane, trembled in his roaring tone and exaggerated expression.

Allen shrank his body back to avoid being sprayed by the opponent's saliva: "See you on the field."

Seeing that Allen agreed to the duel, the passionate Gryffindor calmed down instead: "Then we'll see you on the field. The dragon bladder is not so easy to find. I'll go to Helga's to see if there is anything that can be replaced." Said When he was done, he strode out to prepare for the duel.

Ravenclaw directly cast a spell to put a few crying children to sleep, and then sat back on the chair, "He's too troublesome-but he's very good at duels, I'm not sure if you can win as a minor, it's a big deal for you It's not fair to you..." Then she tore off a few strands of rabbit meat with her teeth, "In this era, no one knows your cushion curse."

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, a huge bell rang in the whole area, announcing that the stilt fire barrel event was about to start, and the bell could only be faintly heard amidst the noise and joy. A team of wizards in Irish plaid kilts came galloping on broomsticks, and people who were walking to the arena stood and watched. Some witches screamed loudly, and then accelerated their pace to the arena—Alan raised his head Only then did I realize that these warriors were not wearing underwear at all...

When the contestants are warming up for the pre-match flight around the series of burning wooden barrels supported on stilts and suspended high in the air,

The crowd has already surrounded the arena. When the bell rang for the official competition, cheers resounded through the sky in an instant. Amidst the crowd, the athletes rode broomsticks one by one and carried what the locals called Dom, which is actually the gallbladder of a goat, quickly through the burning wooden barrels, and finally threw Dom into the final in the barrel. This kind of game rules reminds Allen of the training method when he joined the national team in the third grade-they are almost the same except that there is no bludger and the possibility of being ignited and injured when passing through the aperture.

Some athletes were caught by the high flames either because of their speed or bad luck, and lost their qualifications to continue the competition. Therefore, the constant ups and downs of exclamations and regrets on the field added to the excitement of this area. There was new uproar and commotion. When all the team members finished the game, the one with the shortest time and no fire on his body won the victory.

He raised the wooden barrel containing the gallbladder, "RUA!!!" roared loudly to the audience present, venting his excitement, and finally dedicated the entire wooden barrel to a person in the audience wearing The witch in the green linen dress, she took it and jumped directly in front of the champion's broom and sat on it. The two flew away on the broom amidst each other's laughter.

When the bell for the end rang again, the injured contestants received proper medical treatment—the stilt fire barrel was obviously not as severe as the previous crucible above the head, and Allen has not found anyone killed because of it.

When the players left the arena and the spectators were about to disperse, the blazing flames on the wooden barrels suspended in the air whistled in the wind, and Alan and Gryffindor walked into the arena. Noticing that there was still excitement to watch, the crowd became agitated again, and many wizards who left also rushed back after receiving news of a duel.

Godric Gryffindor was holding two bladders in one hand, and he threw the broom in the other hand to the ground. He pulled out his wand and pointed at the two bladders—"Growing bigger quickly" , the two bladders swelled up as if they were quickly inflated. He handed a bladder to Allen and said, "The dragon bladder is really hard to find. I took two warthog bladders in Helga's kitchen as substitutes."

Saying this, he tied the warthog bladder around his waist with a rope, and with a stretch, his broom flew from the ground into his hand, and he lifted one leg onto the broom.

Allen didn't dislike it either. He tied the warthog bladder to his body like Godric, looked at the very simple broomstick and rode it directly. As soon as he flew up, he saw Ravenclaw in the stands Waving at him.

Allen gently held the broom with his hand, and flew slowly to the wooden stands, where Ravenclaw was leading the children sitting at the front of the temporary stands blocked by wooden boards. He looked at the witch suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Ravenclaw beckoned, signaling him to get closer on a broomstick. Although he didn't understand, Alan did as he did—the other party took out a blue square scarf and tied it on Ai on the tip of Len's broom.

After tying it up, she didn't pay attention to the discussions from the wizards around her. She looked at her work, nodded in satisfaction, and waved her hand casually to let Alan leave.

Godric held the broom with blue veins on his hand, he barely restrained his jealousy and disappointment, said nothing, but his face was flushed - Muggle knights sewed their lover's tokens of love on their helmets and cloaks, Even using women's clothes as lance banners, and carrying them to fight against opponents, then Ravenclaw but the face of everyone tied the kerchief to the broom tip of the man, she meant...