Chapter 36： Midnight duel

At midnight that day, Mike left the Ravenclaw lounge under the phantom spell. Malfoy, Chris, and Dolphine were already there when he arrived at the trophy showroom where the duel was held.

"Little rice bucket, where's Mike? Isn't he afraid to come?" Malfoy was yelling at Dolphin.

And Dolphine heard Malfoy's clamor but didn't dare to reply. He looked around to find Mike. He was very nervous now. Normally he would never dare to swim at night, but this time Mike threatened him.

"Are you looking for me? Malfoy."

In a clearing not far from the three, Mike lifted the phantom spell.

I saw Mike slowly appear in front of everyone.

Mike's sudden appearance shocked the three of them, Dorffin screamed, and then he was afraid that Filch hurriedly covered his mouth.

Malfoy and Chris recognized the Phantom Charm, and their faces were not very good. As a high-level spell, the user of the Phantom Charm must be a powerful wizard.

"Since everyone is here, let's start." At this time Chris stood up and said.

Chris doesn't want to talk any more nonsense, the trophy showroom is not a good duel place, especially at night, Filch can come here anytime.

Mike agreed.

"Then let me introduce first. The fighting parties are Draco Malfoy and Dorfin Carlos." Dorfin spread his hands and pointed at them respectively. "Their assistants are me and Mike Tonley. "

Chris nodded to the two of them, then stepped back to Malfoy and said, "Now the duel begins, please salute each other."

Dolphine and Malfoy are both pure-blooded wizards, and they are familiar with the etiquette of wizard duels.

I saw both sides held their wands like swords on their chests, and then they bowed to each other.

The etiquette of the two is impeccable, needless to say, Draco is a little surprised that Dolphine can master such a standard duel etiquette.

Of course, he wouldn’t be surprised if he was forced to learn by his family with a stick every day until Dorffin was 3 years old.

As the three-second countdown ended, Malfoy slammed the wand held on his chest toward Dolphin.

"The legs are stiff and dead!"

At the same time, Dolphin didn't react to the red light flying towards him from Malfoy's wand, and it took a while before he tried to avoid it.

It's a pity that his reaction was too slow, and Malfoy's leg-locking spell had already hit him when he turned around to avoid it.

Only a "pop" was heard, Dorfin fell a dog to eat shit, and Dorfin, who was on the move, undoubtedly lost his balance under the sudden leg-locking spell.

Just as Draco was about to pursue the victory, Mike dodged and blocked Dolphin.

"We change." Mike said coldly.

"Hey! Just agree with me, let you see my new magic. Oolong out of the cave!"

With Draco's roar, a black smoke fell from Draco's wand and fell on the ground and turned into a black snake.

The little snake spit out a red letter and rushed towards Mike as soon as he appeared.

"Wind Speed ​​Curse!"

Mike's wand danced lightly, and a green light flashed on Mike.

Then Mike rushed towards Draco like a rocket.

Mike didn't plan to use magic spells against Draco. That would be too boring. He would fight Draco with his newly learned wind speed spell.

After using the wind speed curse, Mike's speed has increased several times. Now he can definitely win a sprint gold medal in the Olympics.

slightly sideways to avoid the black snake that was flying towards him, Mike rushed in front of Draco in an instant.

Bend his knees and bowed his waist, Mike's right fist hit Draco's abdomen severely after a short period of power accumulation.

The surprised look on Draco's face was not cleared before Mike's punch made him arch his abdomen.

Mike pursued the victory, grabbing Draco's meticulously combed blond hair with both hands, and at the same time, his right knee hit Draco's face with a knee blow.

"what!"

Mike slapped a knee on the face and Draco screamed and leaned back.

His nose was broken, and his nosebleeds splashed out of his nostrils like tap water without money.

"Bang!" Draco fell to the ground with his head up, groaning in pain while holding his nose.

Two blows knocked down Draco, which made the rest of the two people present at a loss.

Mike ignored Draco, who had lost his ability to resist, and tilted his head to look at Chris.

Chris looked at Draco, who fell on the ground with nosebleeds and tears, still clutching his nose and rolling. Then he looked at the Mike who was staring at him fiercely, as if he was about to rush up the next moment and gave him a knee-slap of love.

"You won! I don't want to eat that much!" Chris raised his hands in a surrender without hesitation, "We will give Dorfin enough compensation, don't worry."

Mike looked at Chris from the heart in front of him, a little surprised.

This guy is not stupid.

I thought that mixing with Draco was just as stupid as him. It seemed that there were smart people.

Not far away, Dorfin, who was still locked by the leg-locking curse and unable to stand up, saw Draco's miserable appearance, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "Hahaha, UU reading , you have today too! You are not. Are you crazy? Why are you still crying now? Hahaha."

Chris glanced at Dorphin silently.

It wasn't you who played, what are you proud of.

Mike was about to answer Chris, but Filch's voice came from outside the trophy display room.

"Aha! Sure enough, here! You naughty bastards. You don't sleep in the middle of the night and do some wizard duels."

Everyone looked towards the door and saw Filch looking at the four people in the room with red eyes. Appearing to be startled by Draco's horrible situation, Filch retreated to a place invisible to everyone.

"You wait, I have notified Professor McGonagall! You can't run away."

Before Filch could finish speaking, Professor McGonagall appeared at the door.

"You guys! You... all of you are locked up!" Professor McGonagall was almost out of breath, "Another 50 points! 50 points for everyone!"

Hearing Professor McGonagall’s words, Draco, who was still lying on the ground, turned pale, and he didn’t want to be held against the wall by the petrification curse in his life. Not to mention that he and Chris let Slytherin be deducted 100 points, and the seniors will definitely kill him in the future.

Mike is very calm, he doesn't care about scores and confinement at all. As for whether Draco would find his dad to retaliate against him afterwards, he didn't even care.

Mike is barefoot and is not afraid of wearing shoes, so Malfoy has the ability to let his father come to fight Mike himself.

As for Malfoy's father who is a Hogwarts school manager, it is even more impossible to fire Mike. Dumbledore would not allow school directors to expel students at will because of personal grievances. In fact, in Dumbledore's opinion, school directors are nothing more than cash machines. Who made his old man the best in wizarding world now?