Chapter 158 Reversal

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

Lockhart in the suspended attic was sweating profusely, and frantically directed the staff on the scene into the magic microphone to search for Carol's trace.

Seferivi was not on the field for this 12-to-8 duel because he had to attend classes. Although other professors claimed that they could help take on the responsibility of protecting the students' safety during the game, he refused them all for the sake of face.

In Lockhart's imagination, these were just a group of young wizards who had not graduated yet. Even if they really got angry, how much damage could they cause?

However, now the accident really happened. If Carol died, then Lockhart would be finished. Not only would his reputation be ruined, but the Mossen family would continue to cause trouble for him.

Everyone in the audience was worried about Carol's safety. Even the Slytherin students who were usually at odds with Ravenclaw did not sneer at her. The shrewd Slytherins were not fools. If they continued to sneer at her in this situation, they would become enemies.

Unlike everyone else, Mike had a faint smile on his face. He had seen everything that happened on the field with his magical perception. 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 plop.

"I... I killed someone?" He murmured incoherently, "I didn't mean to do it. She bumped into me! My fireball flies so slowly. If she wants to hide, she can definitely hide!"

Just when the Gryffindor player lost consciousness, the ground behind him began to tremble slightly.

The frequency of the ground shaking became louder and louder, and gradually, the Gryffindor player also felt something was wrong. But he was so shocked that he didn't think about the origin of this abnormality at all. He just looked back instinctively.

He saw a small hand with sharp claws breaking out of the ground and digging the soil quickly. After a while, a chubby groundhog appeared in front of the Gryffindor player.

The size of this groundhog is much larger than the average one. It is nearly 60 cm tall when standing up. The color of the fur on this groundhog is very strange. It is not like the usual khaki or brown, but more like the black color of the Hogwarts school uniform robe. The fur around its neck is strangely light blue.

The Gryffindor player stared blankly at the groundhog that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Have the groundhogs in the UK become a disaster?

This was his first reaction, but he quickly rejected this idea.

It's winter now! Groundhogs have to hibernate! Wait, this couldn't be...

Just as his brain was working rapidly, the groundhog blinked its right eye at him in a very human way. 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!"

Carol, who had regained her human form, was covered in mud. She waved her wand vigorously at the Gryffindor player kneeling on the ground. A red light flashed, and the Gryffindor player was knocked out, and his wand also slipped out of his hand in mid-air.

The Gryffindor player instinctively wanted to get up, but as soon as he raised his head, a wand flashing with magical light was pressed against his forehead.

The entire duel field fell into a strange silence again, and everyone at the scene was shocked by this sudden scene.

It was unknown how long it took before Lockhart in the suspended attic reacted and shouted hysterically into the microphone: "The winner! Carol Mossen! What a superb human transformation. At the critical moment, contestant Mossen turned into a groundhog and burrowed into the ground to avoid the explosion! Thank God! I mean, it's not that I didn't have time to rescue her just now, but I had seen through it all!"

Lockhart's excited shouting seemed to be a switch, and everyone in the audience cheered. Some even controlled their wands to spray colorful petals at Carol below. Suddenly, countless flowers fluttered down, turning the entire duel field into a sea of ​​flowers.

The Gryffindor player who was pressed against his head by Carol's wand also reacted, and he hugged Carol's hand holding the wand.

"Merlin's beard, you're not dead! You're not dead!" He said in a voice that was so excited that he choked with sobs, "You really scared me to death! I thought I had killed you! It's great that you're not dead!"

Carol looked at the Gryffindor player who was crying with joy while holding her hand, and was a little overwhelmed.

She had guessed that her opponent might be angry and might leave the field sadly after being defeated by her sudden attack, but she never thought that her opponent would hold her hand and cry bitterly.

"Uh, it's okay, I'm okay, right?" Carol laughed dryly to comfort the big boy in front of her, and at the same time stretched out her left hand to pull his head away. The other party wiped all his snot and tears on her sleeves, which made her feel a little disgusted.

But at this moment, the Gryffindor player was unwilling to let go after experiencing the intense stimulation of great sorrow and joy. No matter how Carol pulled, he just wouldn't let go. In the end, it was the staff on the field who came up to drag him away.

Carol shook her hands and smiled at the Gryffindor players who were still crying in the distance.

At this time, Lockhart also came down from the suspended attic to the field. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a purple handkerchief, raised one of Carol's hands, and shouted loudly: "Let us cheer for the winner of this game, Carol Mossen! Thank them for this wonderful game!"

The people on the stage cheered again. At first, there were chaotic cheers, but after someone took the lead, everyone began to shout Carol's name.

Carol, whose hand was raised by Lockhart, listened to the uniform cheers coming out of her ears and looked at the flying petals. She felt like she was in a dream.

Instinctively looking at the Ravenclaw stands, she saw that Mike on the stands had stood up at some point and was cheering with the students around him.

Looking at Mike's face, which was red with exhaustion, Carol suddenly laughed.

At this moment, she felt that her previous strange ideas were so childish. Thinking of this, Carol raised her other hand and shook it desperately towards the Ravenclaw stands.