Harry Potter’s Strongest Senior

That night, the Hogwarts students who were temporarily ahead in points were in high spirits, but the school did not hold a celebration dinner in the auditorium in order to take care of the mood of the Ilvermorny team members.

The students held a party in the common room of their college, and the lounges of Hufflepuff and Gryffindor were particularly lively.

"Zack, Zack, Zack." The Hufflepuffs chanted Zack's name.

Zach stood in the crowd with a smirk on his face, enjoying his own honor.

In the Gryffindor tower, the Wei brothers were the most active, jumping up and down to celebrate their third brother Percy.

"Good job, Percy, I will leave it to Sean and I." Charlie said in a good mood.

"Although I don't want to admit it, he should be fine. I believe that the third victory still belongs to our Hogwarts." Percy said.

"That guy, it's unlucky for the opponent to meet him." Fred said gloatingly, fully expressing his sympathy for the Ilvermorny team in the third match.

"He is simply not in the same world as us." It was not George who spoke, but Angelina, who was in the same class as Sean.

The Slytherin celebration seemed to be much quieter. Although Hogwarts took the lead, no Slytherin appeared in the second round. Everyone simply ate something and chatted together in twos and threes.

"Ilvermorny is doomed. I will meet Sean in the next match, Chrissy." Cassius grinned, as if victory was already a certainty.

"I believe Sean, his magic is already at the level of the fifth or sixth grade, and the other party feels that he will be caught off guard by Sean."

As expected, Chris is also the top three student in the grade, her vision is much higher than that of Cassius, and Sean's magic level is also estimated to be not bad.

"However, there is a daywalker on the other side, and there is very little information on this, so we still have to pay attention at that time." Chris continued.

"Cassius, you can learn from Chris, and you can speak a little bit, don't blah blah blah all day." Sean looked at Cassius bitterly.

Sean didn't refute what Chris said. Although she underestimated Sean's strength, Sean now has the magic power at the middle level of the seventh grade, which is the result of his own practice.

Since absorbing the wizard's heart to expand the "container" last time, Sean has not successfully increased his magic power by relying on the wizard's heart during this time.

"There are many rumors about Daywalker. Professor McGonagall has also investigated some information, but it is difficult to tell whether it is true or not. Anyway, I will be careful about him when the time comes." Sean said.

Kelly was coming out of the team members' room at this time. Ilvermorny had just lost a round. In order to adjust the mentality of the players, Kelly had to drive to them.

The tired-looking Kelly was about to go back to her room to take a shower and have a good night's sleep when an unnatural voice stopped her.

"Professor Lindsay, excuse me."

Lindsay turned around and saw that it was Molisse, who she remembered as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

"Professor Morrissey, what's the matter?"

"Your school just lost a game." It may be that Molliesey's speech was a little slow, and he was interrupted by Kai Lien in the middle of his words.

Kai Lien seemed a little displeased and said, "It's only the second game, the game is not over yet."

Upon hearing this, Morissey also realized that Kelly had misunderstood him, so he quickly explained, "No, no, Professor Lindsay, you misunderstood, I'm not here to show off."

"What I mean is, I just lost the game. I don't know how Professor Lindsay is feeling. Do you want a drink?" Molliesy said nervously.

Kelly looked at the blond man in front of her, and was silent for a few seconds. During these few seconds, Mollies clenched his fists tightly, and he didn't let go of his palms until Kelly spoke again.

"Ok."

Morrissey seemed relieved,

In order not to let the atmosphere cool down, he clumsily but tried hard to find a topic.

"Actually, when I traveled around the world a few years ago, I lived in the United States for half a year."

"Really? Which city?"

"New York...."

The two chatted and walked, as if they were not professors from competing schools, but colleagues from the same school.

At nine o'clock the next morning, although the outdoor temperature in mid-December was only five or six degrees, it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the students to watch the game.

"I don't know if I can see the wagado's wandless spellcasting." Penello said.

"I don't think so, there is no chance for them to use it in the second game." Sean said.

The two were talking, and the contestants of Waggadu and Castrobuscher stepped onto the Quidditch pitch to the warm applause of the audience.

"Oh my god, they used the same strategy." Zach exclaimed from the side.

On the field are the captains of the two teams, which means that they have sent the strongest player in the team to the first round, and they are bound to win a good start.

But I didn't expect the other party to have the same plan, which made the scene more interesting, and the voices in the audience were loud, obviously looking forward to such a situation.

Zac was glad that Ilvermorny didn't use such a strategy, otherwise he would lose embarrassingly.

The two captains weren't all that useless, they started fighting right away. The duel between the seventh-grade top students was not at the same level as yesterday's games. Regardless of the speed of magic release, or the type and effect of magic, they were all far superior to yesterday's level. .

"This move, this dodge, is this a circus stuntman?"

Looking at Xiao En, he sighed, not because of their magic, but because of the speed and agility of the two of them, as well as various difficult casting postures.

"Is this all right?" Zach on the side saw Castro Buscher's captain turn somersault in mid-air, and cast a spell on Waggadu's captain while standing upside down in the air.

"Worthy of being Amazon's magic warrior, I've opened my eyes." Charlie said in admiration.

"Magic Warrior of the Amazons?" Sean repeated the title.

"Because Castro Busche is located in the heart of the Amazon rainforest, it is said that the school was attacked by primitive tribe wizards in the rainforest shortly after its establishment, and both sides suffered losses, because the primitive tribe wizards have various difficult spell-casting postures."

"Later, in order to live in peace with primitive tribes, the school proposed that wizards from primitive tribes could also join the school and even participate in management. After the primitive tribe wizards joined, it is said that the school added a course called "Flexible Spellcasting."

"This is a fighter or a wizard. It seems that they can use it more easily with a sword." Sean thought so.

Suddenly Sean remembered the duel with Carol in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Maybe it was because the duel ring was too small to give Carol room to play.

Waggadu's black brother, because of the racial talent of African blacks, is fast and agile. Although his skills are not as gorgeous as Castro Buscher's, he can still avoid most of the magic by virtue of his physical fitness.

This reminded Sean of the wise saying, "As long as you run fast, the death curse will stop."

Finally, in the first round of the second round, Castro Buscher scored a point. The audience watched wonderfully, applauded like thunder, and cheered generously for the two duels.

However, the climax of the second round was still the same, and Waggadu directly dispatched their half-giant, Omar Karada.