Chapter 149

As soon as Dumbledore finished his speech, Professor Flitwick quickly took over the conversation, stood in the middle of the arena, and announced in a loud voice.

"This Hogwarts intramural duel competition is officially open!"

As soon as the voice fell, cheers and applause rang out at the scene.

Professor Flitwick smiled, and then added: "In addition, I have one more thing to announce. The champion of this competition will receive a prize of 500 gold galleons!"

This news was like a bomb thrown into the student seats, and immediately set off a sensation.

The Weasley twins immediately stood up, raised their hands and protested loudly: "Professor! Why can only students above the fifth grade participate? This is so unfair to us!"

The whole audience laughed, and Percy, who was sitting aside and was a little absent-minded, narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing the prize amount, and his expression on his face instantly became more serious, as if he had made a certain decision at that moment.

Then, Flitwick waved his wand, and countless white paper cranes with glimmering light immediately bloomed from the tip of the wand.

These paper cranes flapped their wings and flew towards each participating student, landing accurately in front of them.

The paper crane that landed in front of Deveraux was a little smaller than the others, and looked quite unique.

He took a look silently, guessing in his heart that this was a joke designed by Professor Flitwick for him.

The paper cranes of other contestants also had their own characteristics, as if they were tailor-made according to each person's personality. Some had feather lace, some had magic patterns printed on their wings, and some even wore glasses, which made people laugh.

Deveraux gently unfolded his paper crane and saw "No. 100" written on it - a number stuck firmly in the middle.

There were about 200 contestants participating in this competition, and the lottery matching method was No. 1 against No. 2, No. 3 against No. 4, and so on.

So his opponent in the first game was the student who drew No. 99.

"The middle position is not bad, I can have time to observe other people's games."

Deveraux secretly rejoiced in his heart, and couldn't help but relax a little.

He leaned back in his chair, quietly waiting for the game to start, and watched other players unfold their numbers with interest.

"I have to make some preparations,"

Deveraux thought.

"At least I have to figure out which spells can be used and which can't be used..."

After all, he had never experienced a real "proper" wizard duel.

Thinking back to his past experiences, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

The first time he fought with Snape, the old bat cheated because he couldn't beat him.

He directly cast a blasting curse on him like a cannonball.

That must not be used in a real game.

Later, he and Marcus had a life-and-death duel in the prefect's bathroom. Who cared about the rules?

At that time, I just thought that I could use any spell I could, no matter if it was a forbidden spell or not, as long as I could knock the opponent down.

Later, in St. Mungo's, I had a brief fight with the controlled Merlin, and I defeated the opponent with one move, without any real offensive and defensive tug-of-war.

As for the pursuit of "Vega", the overwhelming crushing of the opponent could not be considered a standard duel.

"This time I should be able to see what a 'real duel' is, and it can be regarded as a rare learning opportunity."

Deveraux raised his eyes and looked at the gradually lively scene on the ring, with a hint of anticipation in his heart.

Soon after, Professor Flitwick began to arrange the venue. He waved his wand and divided the entire auditorium into four rings.

A duel will be held on each ring at the same time to speed up the process of the game.

Deveraux praised this arrangement.

"At least this is much more interesting than the confusing events of the Triwizard Tournament. The audience can clearly see what each game is doing, which is much better than staring at a maze or an underwater lake and guessing."

Professor Flitwick's voice echoed in the auditorium, and the students' eyes quickly focused on the ring.

"Number one contestant, Gryffindor, Luke Harris!"

Applause and cheers immediately exploded, and the atmosphere was instantly ignited.

Harris, as the president of the student union and the recognized favorite to win the championship, obviously attracted the attention of the audience.

"No. 2 contestant, Ravenclaw, Allen Carter!"

In comparison, Carter's name seemed much more unfamiliar, and even caused a whisper in the audience.

Being able to stand here shows that he has at least some strength, but facing a seeded player like Harris, many people are worried about him.

Devereux narrowed his eyes and stared at the situation on the field with interest.

He was very curious about the strength of Harris, who was known as the "strongest student".

The two contestants stepped into the ring, stood opposite each other, and politely raised their wands in front of them and bowed to each other.

The audience held their breath, and the air seemed to stagnate for a moment.

"The duel begins!"

At Professor Flitwick's command, the two raised their wands almost at the same time!

"Expelliarmus!"

"Expelliarmus..."

Snap!

Before the spell was finished, the wand in Carter's hand was knocked into the air and fell directly at Harris' feet.

"The winner of this duel is Luke Harris!"

After a moment of silence, the auditorium erupted in thunderous applause and cheers, and many people were shocked by Harris's clean and neat performance.

Slughorn even stood up and clapped his hands vigorously with a smile on his face.

However, in Devereux's opinion, this so-called "duel" was nothing to watch.

He raised his eyebrows and secretly complained in his heart: "That's it? This gap is too outrageous. I feel like that Carter didn't even hear the signal to start the game?"

Harris's reaction speed is indeed amazing, but that's all.

Deverot was not moved by this, and even a little bored: "It's good to have a quick reaction, but the variety of spells and tactical ability are completely invisible... I really don't know where his background is."

As Harris walked off the ring with a smile, the audience's applause continued to echo like thunder. Compared with the warm atmosphere around him, Deverot leaned back in his seat leisurely, yawned, and said in a lazy tone: "I hope the next game will be a little interesting."

However, just as he yawned, a system prompt suddenly flashed in his mind-the proficiency of the disarming spell has improved!

From "proficient" to "mastery" A big step forward!

This change instantly refreshed Deverot's spirit, and his lazy attitude disappeared immediately. He sat up straight subconsciously, and a thought came to his mind:

"What's going on? I didn't make a move, I just watched a duel..."

Then, he suddenly remembered that he could improve his spell proficiency by watching others cast spells! !

He is a [Magic Prodigy]!

Every time he sees a spell, he can learn it instantly.

If he watches it a few more times, won't he be able to master it instantly? !

Is it possible to reach a level that no one can reach by watching the battle? ! !

You know, although Deverault thinks he has rich combat experience, not all of his spells have reached the level of "mastery".

After all, time and energy are limited, he can only prioritize those commonly used or key spells. And this point has not been completely solved even if he absorbs the [Duelist] entry, because experience-based entries need to be "digested" through practice, that is, they can only really play a role through a lot of actual combat accumulation.

For example, Deverault's digestion of the [Alchemy Genius] entry is currently about 10%.

After all, he only made an alchemical tool.

Duelists may be around 60%.

Deveraud feels that if he completely digests the experience-type terms, his strength may even exceed that of the original term holder!

Unfortunately, most of Deveraud's past battles were life-and-death fights, not standardized wizard duels, and the fineness and diversity of spell casting were far from enough.

And this duel match in front of him is simply a godsend!

"If I can improve my spell proficiency by watching the game, and at the same time speed up the digestion of the [Duelist] term, this match is simply a living textbook for me!"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and his eyes suddenly stared at the arena, his eyes became bright.

In order to concentrate, he quickly switched states, entered the state of mind of Zen meditation, and locked his mind on every detail on the ring. He carefully observed the release trajectory of the spell, the casting gestures, and the movement and reaction of the duelists.

Of course, he learned his lesson this time - he blocked his perception range through Professor Ravenclaw's brain occlumency, and did not contact others. He focused on the casting process of the spell and eliminated all interference.

That's it.

Duels were fought one after another.

Disarming spell, petrifying spell, expelling spell...

Watching the system prompts pop up in his mind one after another, Deveraux felt that his spell ability was rapidly improving, like a sponge absorbing rainwater.

What made him even happier was that his digestion of the [Duelist] entry was also increasing at a visible speed!

It even made his understanding of wandless casting and silent casting more thorough! !

Maybe Deveraux will be able to try their effects on the field in a while!

(Fourth update! Thank you all for your support. I haven't been in a very good state these days. I've been running between school and work, and some things happened at home, so I try to post it as soon as I finish it. Sorry, sorry, the updates these days have been a bit irregular. It's really hard to write a novel during this graduation season. I'm really sorry that I may not be able to return your chapters during this period. I think I will consider adding more chapters after I'm stable. I'm really sorry. I've been too busy recently.)