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Chapter 228 Duel Club 2.0
Chapter 228 Duel Club 2.0
"Harry, have you heard? The Duel Club is going to be held again!"
Early in the morning, Ron excitedly tugged at Harry's sleeve and said, "And this time there's been a huge change!"
"The biggest change is that Lockhart is no longer here, right?" Harry said casually, glancing at the magic array data in front of him. He was studying the drawing of energy storage magic arrays—it has to be said, he really didn't have much talent for drawing.
"No, no, no, that's not all." Ron raised an eyebrow and said, "Do you know who our advisor is this time?"
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"Professor Hamilton?" Harry looked up and asked.
"No, no—"
"Oh." Harry lowered his head.
"Hey! What does this mean?" Ron looked at Harry with displeasure and said, "You like Professor Hamilton that much?"
"That's not liking him!" Harry turned his head and said, blushing slightly. "I just think—Professor Hamilton is amazing."
As he said this, Harry remembered the half of Hamilton's face that was visible under the mask—even though you could see Professor Hamilton's whole face on the Chocolate Frog—but for some reason—the only thing Harry couldn't forget was the Professor Hamilton he saw that day.
"Then you can have some fun too." Ron raised an eyebrow at this. "Because Professor Hamilton will be the assistant instructor at the first Duel Club."
"Hmm?" Harry immediately looked interested. "Shall we go take a look?"
"Of course! We're going to join the Dueling Club whether Professor Hamilton is there or not, okay?" Ron said, patting his chest. "I'm going to become the Hogwarts Dueling Champion!"
"Just like Professor Hamilton!"
Listening to Ron's words, and recalling Professor Hamilton's performance that day—Harry really wanted to tell Ron that he'd better find a different target—
However, this also served as a reminder to Harry.
"So who is Professor Hamilton's match?"
"Ah—" Ron shrugged and said, "It's Professor Rozier."
Professor Rozier—it must be said that this competent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor also left a deep impression on Harry. As the most dedicated and responsible Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the past three years, Professor Heero Rozier demonstrated remarkable abilities from the very beginning.
She was definitely skilled in wizarding duels—Harry was almost certain—and the imposing aura emanating from Professor Rozier's cold demeanor was absolutely no less than that of Professor Hamilton last year—
As for this year—I can only say that the oppressive feeling disappeared immediately after Professor Hamilton started speaking.
On the contrary, it created a certain kind of—this is what the girls call—a sense of contrast.
Professor Hamilton, seemingly silent and aloof, becomes surprisingly talkative when discussing magic arrays, and beneath that seemingly terrifying pale mask lies a youthful and adorable face, like that of a student.
And it's said that she'll even puff out her cheeks in anger if students waste magic array materials—
Harry's heart started racing for some reason when he thought about it.
"And this time the dueling club isn't being held in the Great Hall either," Ron continued, seemingly to himself. "It seems Headmaster Dumbledore wants more students to participate."
"So the venue was changed to the Quidditch pitch."
"Isn't this a bit too big?" Harry asked, pausing for a moment. "And Quidditch training and all that—"
"I don't know about that," Ron shrugged. "I just heard it from Fred and George."
"They also said that something really big is going to happen in the second semester," Ron said, lowering his voice. "The Duel Club seems to be preparing for that."
"The second semester?" Harry thought for a few seconds. "Isn't that after Christmas?"
"Hmm." Ron nodded and said, "But I'm not quite sure what it is."
"After all, this is all what Fred and George said," Ron said, shaking his head. "I don't know where they heard these rumors from."
"Do you think they might be some kind of phantom thieves?"
"That's impossible," Hermione's voice suddenly came, startling Ron.
He shrank back and asked, "When did you get here?"
"Just arrived," Hermione said, pursing her lips. "Around the time you all started discussing Professor Hamilton."
"So early?" Ron raised an eyebrow, as if to say something, but Hermione spoke first: "How's your magic array practice going?"
"It's...it's alright..." Ron scratched his head awkwardly and said, "It's alright, I guess."
"And you, Harry?" Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron and then looked at Harry.
"I'm still practicing—but it's a bit difficult." Harry said with a soft sigh, scratching his head as he looked at the magic circle diagram on the table in front of him.
"The magic circle is indeed a bit difficult." Hermione said, casually taking out a parchment from her small bag and then gently tapping it with her wand.
"Buzz".
To Harry and Ron's surprise, the magic circle emitted a dazzling blue light.
"You succeeded?!" Harry exclaimed in surprise. "When?"
"Just a few days ago." Hermione raised an eyebrow and looked at Ron. "Do you need my help?"
"I don't need that," Ron said, pursing his lips. "I can manage on my own."
"Really?" Hermione smiled. "I heard Professor Hamilton is going to check everyone's homework next class—"
"If you haven't finished by then—"
"Professor Hamilton might give you detention."
To be honest—Harry suddenly felt a little longing for it; does being kept in jail mean being able to spend time alone with Professor Hamilton?
"Don't make that face, Harry." Hermione tapped Harry on the head with her wand. "You looked exactly like those boys in the Pinecone Party just now."
"I'm so sorry!" Harry said, rubbing his head. "Then I'll have to trouble you to help me."
"Ahem—and—and me too." Ron scratched his head and joined in, clearly not wanting to be kept after school.
And so, amidst this commotion, time quickly passed to that afternoon at the Duel Club.
"Boom!"
The autumn weather wasn't great; a sudden, bleak rain swept through Hogwarts.
Naturally, this also includes Quidditch pitches.
"This is absolutely the worst decision Headmaster Dumbledore has ever made!" Ron said, clutching his raincoat. "Not only is it raining heavily, but it's also very windy!"
The weather at Hogwarts today is definitely not good; the Scottish autumn rain is not only bleak but also accompanied by lightning and rumbling thunder.
Even in this weather, the Quidditch stadium was packed, with almost every student eligible to join the Duel Club present.
They all looked at the two people standing on the field with anticipation.
Why hold a duel club meeting in such heavy rain? And why at a Quidditch stadium?
Wearing a waterproof hood, Loila gripped her wand with a hint of helplessness.