Chapter 395 The House of Courage

Ivan held up his wand, and as far as his eyes could see, everyone backed away subconsciously.

There was no sound in the auditorium, only the boy lying on the ground crying in pain.

Everyone was surprised by Ivan's performance just now.

No one thought that this thin twelve-year-old boy from Hogwarts would be so strong.

After some senior students revealed that Aiwen might have used the silent spell and speculated about his real strength, the crowd burst into amazement.

A few students who had laughed at Ivan just now showed a trace of fear on their faces.

As a guest, Aiwen represents Hogwarts, and they plan to attack Aiwen in order to belittle Hogwarts and highlight the power of Beauxbatons.

Everything tonight went according to plan, but no one thought that Ivan would be so strong.

It is simply unbelievable that a 12- or 3-year-old wizard's magic power control level and spellcasting skills are better than most adult wizards.

Admiration is one aspect. After a brief shock, a few boys stood up and shouted something aggressively to the crowd in French.

After hearing the call, many people took out their wands and pointed them at Ivan.

The number of people is increasing, and the atmosphere is becoming more and more dignified.

Even though the remaining people hesitated, they pulled out their wands under the lead of their companions.

No matter whether this matter is their responsibility or not, and no matter how strong Ivan is, Beauxbaton's dignity cannot be trampled on by a student from another school.

Aiwen must have an explanation, and must make an apology.

If you do nothing and just let Ivan leave the auditorium, then Beauxbaton will become a joke, and it won't take long for this matter to spread throughout the magic world.

At that time, the reputation of this magic school will be ruined and all honors will be lost.

The noise in the crowd became louder and louder, and Ivan heard someone scolding himself in broken English, saying something that he didn't know the meaning of.

"It's really unfriendly!" He shook the wand in his hand.

"These cowards are calling for everyone to unite and fight for the glory of Beauxbaton!" Furong said lightly, "They want you to apologize and bow your head to admit your mistake!"

"Beauxbaton's way of hospitality is really special. I have seen it today. First the sneak attack, and then the group fight?!"

"I don't want this kind of thing to happen. Madame Maxime asked me to take care of you." Fleur frowned and said, "But I think you'd better apologize, no matter who is right or wrong in this matter, after all, you Assault on the students of Beauxbatons, one must..."

Ai Wen blinked his eyes, so it seems that Fu Rong is not on his side.

Judging from her reaction just now, she must have known about this before, but she didn't stop it, maybe she didn't want to see her joke.

"I don't think I can apologize." Ai Wen said firmly, "He attacked me first, but his strength was too weak. I don't see what I can apologize for."

"Are you crazy?" Fleur said in surprise, "It's just an apology, you know, you are facing the entire Beauxbatons, there are thousands of wizards!"

"You just said that they are just a group of cowards." Aiwen said disdainfully, "If the wizards have no courage, no matter how many there are, I don't see anything to be afraid of. They are not my opponents."

"You are absolutely crazy!" Fu Rong said in disbelief.

She didn't expect that Aiwen actually planned to be an enemy of the entire Beauxbatons.

"If you have a deep understanding of Hogwarts, you will know that our school is divided into four colleges, which represent the four qualities of wizards." Ivan raised his head and smiled at Furong, "And I From Gryffindor, the House of Courage. No matter what enemies they face, Gryffindor students are fearless."

After Ivan finished speaking, the wand in his hand spun around, and a few bright sparks appeared at the end.

Even though there were nearly a thousand people on the opposite side, he was not afraid at all.

In fact, this kind of battle is not uncommon at Hogwarts.

In the past two years, Ivan has lost count of how many conflicts Gryffindor and Slytherin have had.

In the most violent one, even the students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff got involved, and the small-scale battle turned into a school-wide melee.

In the end, it was messed up again by the Weasley twins with a big poop egg.

In this kind of thing, Ivan has never been afraid.

If it weren't for the curse on his wrist that limited his magic power, with his current real strength, he would even try to sweep the entire Beauxbatons.

"Hogwarts, Gryffindor, the House of Courage!" Fleur repeated softly, she stared at Ivan for a while, and smiled awe-inspiringly, "If this is your persistence, then I can't help you Yes, but I will guarantee your safety, after all, this is the task Madam Maxim entrusted to me. Good luck, little boy!"

She waved to Ivan, turned around and walked lightly towards the gate of the auditorium.

Aiwen saw Gabriel, who was standing in the center of the crowd, with an anxious expression on her face but didn't dare to approach Fleur, hurried to Furong's side. They seemed to be arguing about something.

Gabriel should be speaking for herself, she turned her head to look at herself from time to time.

Her pretty little face was full of worry, but no matter what she said, Fu Rong kept shaking her head, and the little girl even burst into tears at the end.

In the next second, Gabriel turned around and wanted to run in the direction of Ivan, but was stopped by Fu Rong who was prepared, and forcibly pulled her away from the auditorium.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was extremely solemn, and the departure of Furong and Gabriel was a signal.

Perhaps it was because Aiwen's indifference further stimulated the sensitive nerves of some people. The crowd in Beauxbatons was excited, and the shouts became louder and louder.

Although no one dared to look at Ai Wen because of the wrongdoing.

But under the instigation of several people, the situation quickly got out of control.

Without any warning, more than a dozen red rays of light flew towards Aiwen from the crowd.

Aiwen dodged it, and he quickly tapped a few chairs in front of him with his wand, and the chair quickly flew towards Aiwen, blocking more than a dozen flying spells.

With a few puffs, the chairs were smashed into pieces, and sawdust splashed out.

Aiwen didn't hesitate. Before the second round of attack hit, he waved his wand at the huge long table not far away, and quickly chanted a spell in his mouth.

The 100-meter-long table stood up with a bang, rolled and swept towards the crowd.

The long table was rumbling, which was the limit of the magic control that Aiwen could currently use.

If in the past, he could transform this long table into monsters such as trolls and giants, but the current magic power cannot support that kind of high-intensity operation.

But this is enough. Beauxbaton's students stood too densely, and Ivan did not expect to do this. Looking at the table roaring from the side, many people stood there in fright, even with their wands. Forget about waving.

Boom, boom, boom! ! !

With the violent impact, it is unknown how many people were knocked out.

There were cries and screams one after another. Under the violent impact, many people lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

Ivan waved his wand wildly, and the long table seemed to be crazy, spinning and rolling quickly in Beauxbaton's spacious auditorium, and swept towards the crowd.

Everything was hit by it, and a large amount of food, plates, knives and forks on the table that hadn't come yet and were removed were all turned into sharp weapons and splashed around. (To be continued.)