After a while, the duel became noisy again, and the people in the stands were talking.

Lohart, who was hanging in the attic, was sweating nervously and raining. He frantically directed the staff on the scene to search for Carlo's traces at the magic microphone.

Flevy was not on the court since he had to attend classes in this 12-to-8 duel. Although other professors claimed that they could help protect students' safety during the competition, they refused all of them for face issues.

In Lockhart's vision, this is just a group of young wizards who have not graduated. Even if they really get angry, how big can the damage caused?

However, now an accident really happened. If Carlore died, then Lohart would be done. Not only would his reputation be ruined, but the Mosen family would continue to cause trouble for themselves.

Everyone in the audience was worried about Carol's safety. Even the Slytherin students who were usually disagreeing with Lavenclaw Academy did not sarcastically. The shrewd Slytherin are not fools. In this situation, if they speak out to mock themselves, they will become mortal enemies.

Unlike everyone's reaction, a faint smile appeared on Mike's face. He had already seen everything that happened on the field, and Carol won this game.

On the field, the Gryffindor player stared blankly at the huge pit in front of him and knelt down with a thud.

"I...I killed someone?" He murmured incoherently, "I didn't mean it, she bumped into it by herself! My fireball flew so slowly, as long as she wanted to hide, she would definitely be able to escape!"

Just when the Gryffindor player was lost, the ground behind him shook slightly.

The frequency of the ground trembling became increasingly greater, and gradually, the Gryffindor players also felt the abnormality. But his mind was hit hard and he did not think about the origin of the abnormality at all, but just looked back instinctively.

A small hand with sharp claws broke out of the ground and quickly pulled the soil. After a while, a chubby groundhog appeared in front of the Gryffindor player.

The groundhog is much bigger than the average size, nearly 60 cm tall when standing, and the fur on the groundhog's body is very strange, not like the ordinary earthy yellow or brown, but more like the black of the Hogwarts school uniform robe, and the fur between its neck is strangely presented with a light blue.

Looking at the groundhog that suddenly appeared in front of him, the Gryffindor player's mind was blank.

Have groundhogs in Britain been flooded?

This was his first reaction, but he soon rejected the idea.

It's winter now! Groundhogs are going to hibernate! Wait, will this be...

Just as his brain was running rapidly, the groundhog blinked his right eye at him very humanely. The next moment, the groundhog's body twisted and expanded rapidly, and in just one second the groundhog turned into Carol.

"I'm sorry, I want to win!"

Carlo's body was covered in mud, and waved his wand hard at the Gryffindor kneeling on the ground. A red light flashed. The Gryffindor player was knocked out, and his wand also took off his wand in the air.
Chapter completed!