"A wonderful match!" Professor Flitwick, a short man, said excitedly, "Malfoy used the surrounding environment flexibly and kept looking for opportunities to counterattack; Potter's on-the-spot reaction was excellent and his response was very clever..."

Draco, who had just been awakened by Madam Pomfrey, smiled slightly on his originally gloomy face.

"... Both of them are very good, which is exactly what I want to see. Maybe in a few years or more than ten years, a new duel champion will emerge from you." Flitwick choked up and said, Felix patted his shoulder and he sat down.

Applause broke out all around, and Harry and the students clapped their hands enthusiastically, "Well said, I look forward to that day."

Several professors also stood up to comment. Snape praised Malfoy's flexible mind and his ability to use terrain to create favorable conditions, but did not mention Harry at all.

"I don't expect you to understand what I'm going to say next. This knowledge will only be truly needed after you graduate..."

Lupin praised the two players from a neutral perspective, while Felix reminded the young wizard that when there is only one pair of wizards on the field, the restrictions of the field can be ignored and the battlefield can be expanded to seven terrains.

Harry was stunned for a moment. This was something he had not expected. Thinking about his duel with Malfoy, he could actually ignore the big tree and go around the rocky beach. Of course, Malfoy could also run to the hillside and confront him from a high position. At that time, the situation would be more complicated.

Felix's suggestion was applied to the fifth-year championship competition. Cedric Diggory and Slytherin's prefect, Mel Bradley, presented a wonderful chase.

In the early stage, the two occupied a corner of the rocky beach and the hillside terrain respectively, shooting spells at each other. Later, Cedric used Transfiguration to change a stone into his own appearance. The real Cedric quietly turned to the ice surface and suddenly rushed out from behind the hillside. If the audience's exclamations had not reminded Bradley, the battle might have ended early.

Percy had to loudly ask the students outside the field to keep quiet while the game was going on.

"What a pity." Neville said with his eyes wide open.

"Yeah, yeah." Harry next to him answered. He stared at the situation on the field, thinking about how to break the deadlock. After thinking for a long time, he found that he had subconsciously put himself in the position of the Slytherin prefect, thinking about how to fight back against Cedric.

He looked around guiltily, and no one noticed him. Qiu Zhang looked at the field with a worried look on his face, his eyes glued to the handsome figure, and Harry suddenly felt that the game became boring.

After a series of probing, counterattacks, changing venues, and continuing to probe and counterattack, Cedric relied on his superior reaction and spell skills to defeat his opponent. The game lasted for ten minutes. When it ended, the little wizards burst into cheers.

Harry couldn't help but think sourly: I can do it, and maybe I can do better.

In the stands, Felix said in a relaxed tone: "The winner of the first grade is Slytherin, the second and third grades are Gryffindor, the fourth grade is Ravenclaw, and the fifth grade is Hufflepuff. At present, their levels are relatively average."

"Bradley played too conservatively. He wanted to win too much and didn't dare to take any risks." Flitwick objectively commented on the game that had just ended.

"In fact, Davis's real level is not bad. Unfortunately, the mistakes he made were too low-level."

Flitwick was talking about Roger Davis, a fifth-year student. He was the captain of the Quidditch team of Ravenclaw College. He was tall and strong, handsome, but he cared too much about his image. In the match with George Weasley, he even took the time to straighten his hair and was taken away by a Stunning Curse. The

victorious George then unexpectedly met Fred. The twins refused to give in to each other in the maze area. As a result, a dung bomb suddenly exploded and the game had to be interrupted for five minutes. Percy pinched his nose and stepped forward to use more than a dozen Cleaning Spells.

When he came out, he looked particularly frustrated. The task of maintaining order was handed over to Penelo.

Since the twins refused to admit that they had thrown the dung bomb, they were both driven out of the arena.

Felix stared at the pair of funny people. Would they have the Marauder's Map? Professor McGonagall did complain that they spent a lot of time on pranks, but she did not mention the issue of night wandering.

Did they never wander at night, or were they not discovered... This is a question worth thinking about.

Felix said gently: "Professor Lupin, my knight seems to have run to your side. Can you pass it to me?"

Lupin was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and looked at the palm-sized knight. He didn't know when it ran over, just to his left hand, and a pair of scarlet eyes looked a little bit charming.

"Of course." Lupin grabbed the knight, and the knight knocked on the back of his hand three times with a long sword. His outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and his eyes widened.

"Professor Lupin?"

"...Oh, for you."

Then Lupin became silent, his eyes occasionally glanced at the knight magic puppet: it never came over again, and when it tried to pierce Snape's fingertips with the knight's sword, it was slapped to the young Professor Hep.

"Take care of your things, Felix."

Lupin carefully observed Felix's expression. The young professor smiled and said to Snape: "Severus, do you feel that your mood has suddenly improved?"

Snape looked at Felix in confusion, but he couldn't see anything. The student's mind was always unpredictable. He said sarcastically: "You should think about how to face that woman Umbridge."

"Why is it her? Wasn't Tonks the contact person promised by Dumbledore?"

Snape raised the corner of his mouth, staring at the stadium, and whispered: "Everyone saw you chasing Black, and Potter admitted that he saw you grabbing Black and Apparating from a distance. The woman was going crazy. Did you catch him or not!"

Felix blinked his eyes. Is there such a thing?

"Black Apparated a second time..." Felix stopped talking, and Snape, not knowing what he had in mind, sneered and said, "It's his style of doing things."

Flitwick interrupted, "So, the news from the Ministry of Magic is true, and he got a wand in Knockturn Alley?"

"That should be the case, and not just one wand, but two."

Flitwick understood, and he said sharply, "The Ministry of Magic won't bother you, Felix. Look at them themselves. They haven't even touched a hair of Black in the past six months."

When the competition reached the seventh year, Professor McGonagall appeared in a hurry. She looked a little exasperated.

"Oh, Felix, I have something to talk to you about. The investigator from the Ministry of Magic is here, and she insists on seeing you. I can't stop her, she has the Minister of Magic's warrant with her."

Felix stood up and chuckled, "Then go meet her. I just want to ask where Black got the Polyjuice Potion and the second wand."

He grabbed the knight on the table and prepared to leave with Professor McGonagall.

"Wait, Professor Happ," Lupin called him. When Felix turned around, he said gently, "I happen to know something about alchemy. Can I take another look at the magic puppet in your hand?"

Felix stared at him and raised the knight in his hand. "Do you have any suggestions?"

Lupin said cautiously, "I need time to verify."

Felix looked at the knight in his hand. He was gesturing to Felix's agreement. "Okay, Professor Lupin, if you have a good idea, you are welcome to come to me. I think I have time this afternoon and all day tomorrow." He

threw the knight and Lupin hurriedly caught it in a panic.

The game was still going on, but Lupin's mind was no longer here. He didn't dare to look at the knight in his hand. This guy almost poked his hand to pieces. He just found a random reason to leave early.

Snape stared at Lupin's receding back, his expression thoughtful and intriguing.