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Anthony only had time to deal with the two stoats when the hand holding the wand was bitten.
The wand fell to the ground, naturally announcing his failure.
"Unfortunately, it seems that you have no chance of defeating an adult wizard."
Cedric waved his wand again, and the swarms of stoats turned back into pieces of wood.
At this time, everyone was silent. They thought Anthony would fail, but they didn't expect him to lose so quickly.
At the same time, they also gained a new understanding of Cedric.
Originally, everyone only knew him as an outstanding student body president, and at most, a Hufflepuff Quidditch captain.
But now, they discovered that the boy student union president seemed to be more than just good at academics.
The transformation spell just now was so wonderful. More than a dozen wooden blocks were transformed at the same time without any pause in the middle. Moreover, every ferret after transformation was alive, as if it were real.
At this time, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Cedric, and they finally understood why he was the one who taught everyone how to teach themselves Defense Against the Dark Arts.
But then they thought of another problem.
Don’t you say that Hufflepuffs are all mediocre people? Is there something wrong?
Forget it about Kyle, now there is another Cedric... If these are all mediocre, then what are they, trash?
Even Hermione was surprised.
Although she can also transform a dozen objects at the same time, she will never be as easy as Cedric.
And judging from the way he was doing it with ease just now, this is definitely not his limit.
No wonder Kyle recommended Cedric…
On the other side, Anthony looked at the pile of golden Galleons on the table. Although he was unwilling to do so, he sighed, picked up his wand and sat back down again.
But the next second, more people stood up.
There was no way, the temptation of that pile of Galleons was too great, and they couldn't help but want to try it.
What if, what if they can defeat Cedric... Anyway, if they lose, they won't have to pay much, but if they win, it will be fifty galleons.
It's just a transformation spell. As long as you are prepared, it doesn't seem to be that difficult to deal with.
Among the crowd, Ron couldn't wait to launch the challenge.
"Don't worry."
Kyle waved his hand to signal everyone to quiet down.
Then he smiled and said, "I will not take back the galleons. As long as this place has not been disbanded, the reward will remain valid.
"Each of you has a chance to challenge Cedric. If you win, you can take away these galleons, but you must remember that you only have one chance."
Before Kyle finished speaking, the man who had just stood up sat back down instantly.
If you only have one chance, it's better to play it safe...learn a few more spells, defeat him with what Cedric taught you, and then take the galleons.
There were excited murmurs all around, and only Anthony let out a groan of pain... His chance had been used up.
After that, things went much more smoothly.
Cedric divided everyone into two groups and practiced the leg-locking spell together. Under Galleon's temptation, everyone worked extra hard to learn, and some of them were even more serious than before the final exam.
Cedric was very busy, someone was calling him almost every second, and he had to go through the crowd and correct their wrong gestures.
"Hermione, do you think my gesture is correct?" Ron looked at Neville opposite, whose legs were stretched straight, and frowned: "Why do I feel that his legs can still move?"
"Because your wand is moving wrong," Hermione said. "The waving motion should be smaller. Just move your wrist and don't move your arms."
"Okay, I'll try again." Ron was so obedient for the first time and didn't refute her at all.
This made Hermione couldn't help but slap her forehead, thinking that Galleon's magic power was really powerful.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 638 The kind professor
Everyone's study time in the Room of Requirement was only for an hour, as they had to return to their common rooms before Hogwarts curfew at nine o'clock.
Fortunately, the leg-locking spell is not a very complicated spell. It can even be said to be very simple. It only took half an hour for everyone to be able to use it skillfully.
Well... except for Neville.
But in order not to waste everyone's time, Hermione decided to teach him in private.
"I hope she won't be so angry that she goes crazy." Ron whispered.
Harry couldn't help but laugh when he heard his words.
Neville was indeed a bit slow in learning spells, and sometimes even Professor McGonagall would be so angry that he was speechless at his impressive progress.
But Harry knew that Neville had really tried hard, but his memory was really bad. Sometimes he could forget all the spells he just learned in the morning in the time it took him to have lunch...or maybe it wouldn't take that long.
Of course, these are not things they need to consider.
After everyone put down their wands, Hermione cleared her throat and said:
"There's still some time before the curfew starts and I think we should elect a leader."
She was about to make this proposal just now, but before she could speak, she was interrupted by Anthony.
In addition, everyone was aroused by Garen and couldn't wait to start practicing magic spells, so she didn't mention it again.
But it's not too late.
There was a buzz in the room.
Upon hearing Hermione's proposal, someone immediately thought of the largest sponsor of this event, Kyle who contributed fifty galleons as a reward.
"I suggested that Kyle come...wait, where is Kyle?"
At this time, they suddenly realized that Kyle was not in the room.
Everyone subconsciously looked around, but the room was so big. They searched around and found no trace of Kyle.
"He has gone back..." Luna in the crowd said: "I dare say he must have discovered Paobat hiding in the darkness and then chased him out."
"What is Paobat?" Neville couldn't help but ask, looking confused, and he was not the only one like him.
"A winged spirit," Luna said, her bulging eyes wide, "that can give people directions."
"Things like that don't exist at all." Hermione frowned, "At least I'm sure there's no record of them in any book."
"If you'd seen The Quibbler, you wouldn't be so sure," Luna said angrily.
Hermione didn't speak this time. It was getting closer and closer to nine o'clock, and she didn't want to waste time on such meaningless arguments.
"Where were we talking about?"
"Elect a leader"
"Ah, yes." Hermione said, "I think leaders should ensure that they can come every time. Kyle is not suitable."
"Then I choose Cedric..." said a Hufflepuff student: "He is the president of the Boys' Student Council."
"It's no big deal," said Ron. "I think Harry can do it too."
"Since there are differences." Hermione glanced at them, "Then let's vote..."
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became more lively than when he was practicing the spell just now.
In addition to choosing a leader, there is also the matter of choosing a name and setting a time for the next gathering...
By the time everything settled, it was already 9:10 pm.
It took more than ten minutes longer than the original end time, but there was nothing we could do about it. There were so many of them that it was difficult to make a proposal that would satisfy everyone.
When Cedric carefully returned to the common room, he saw Kyle sitting at the innermost table writing something.
"Why did you come back so suddenly?" Cedric walked over.
"Suddenly I remembered that I haven't done my Potions homework yet, and I don't want to stay up all night to make up my homework, so I have to come back first." Kyle said, and pushed "Potions and Crucibles" on the table forward.
"How's it going there? Is everything going well?"
"You have the nerve to mention this." Cedric suddenly became angry, "Why did you suddenly give out fifty galleons as a reward..."
"Any questions?" Kyle put down the quill in his hand, "I think this is the only way to give them enough motivation to learn.
"What about Voldemort, Death Eaters... until you see them with your own eyes, they are all imaginary. Only the golden Galleons are the best source of power.
"You should have noticed just now, they suddenly became active."
"Of course I noticed it," Cedric said, "But that's fifty Galleons, not fifty Sickles. Even if it's a reward, there's no need to spend that much."
For most students, their pocket money for a school year is less than ten galleons, and fifty galleons is undoubtedly a huge amount of money.
And this is just a class for self-study of Defense Against the Dark Arts. There is no need to spend such a large amount of money as a reward. Five Galleons is enough.
In addition, if Kyle used the fifty galleons reward on himself, Cedric would not have such a big reaction, because he knew that no student at Hogwarts could defeat Kyle, so the fifty galleons would naturally be impossible. Give it out.
But Kyle asked him to be the one being challenged, which made Cedric a little worried.
It is true that doing so can quickly increase his prestige, and this is indeed the case. He was elected as the leader of the DA by others with a very high number of votes.
Oh, DA is their new name, "Defense Association", which is also the abbreviation of "Dumbledore's Army".
Autumn came up with this name. According to her... wasn't Umbridge afraid of Professor Dumbledore's secret army? In this case, they formed such a team, and this view was unanimously agreed upon by everyone.
But the problem now is that he really can't guarantee that he will not fail. If someone can really defeat him... Kyle can't keep the fifty galleons.
At least when he left the Room of Requirement, Cedric noticed that some people were looking at him very warmly, apparently treating him as a mobile treasure chest...the kind that exploded with gold coins.
"Don't worry, I believe you." Kyle said sincerely.
"But I don't believe in myself." Cedric muttered: "That girl Angelina is not much worse than me, and the two sixth-year students from Ravenclaw, I am also not sure of winning."
"You underestimate yourself too much." Kyle waved his hand and said, "They are no match for you, I can guarantee that."
"What about Fred and George..." Cedric continued: "Although I am confident that I can defeat any of them, based on past experience, they will not abide by the duel rules honestly, right? ?”
"Um……"
Kyle was silent for a moment.
"Well, it doesn't matter even if you lose." He continued: "It's only fifty galleons... At worst, we can just find someone to reimburse us."