Chapter 168: The Final Four (Part 2)

Snape, standing at the edge of the field, narrowed his eyes at Mike who had re-entered the invisible state and Carol who stood resolutely, and raised his wand to end this game without suspense.

"Wait, Severus."

Snape did not put down his wand after hearing this, and looked at Professor McGonagall who had just spoken to stop him and said in an emotionless cold tone: "McGonagall, do you know the current situation? That girl is destined to be a loser. Instead of sitting here and watching her get more seriously hurt, why don't we end this game now?"

"Trust me, let her fight."

Professor McGonagall looked at the girl with a strong self-esteem on the field and murmured.

In Carol, McGonagall seemed to see the shadow of himself when he was young. The same excellent grades, the same stubbornness, and the overly strong self-esteem. That is why McGonagall also knew that he must not stop Carol from continuing to fight at this moment, because it meant that they, the professors, did not recognize Carol.

Even if Carol continued to fight, she might be seriously injured or even in danger of death, but compared to the psychological damage they would cause her if they stopped the game, the physical damage was nothing.

"Humph!"

Snape snorted coldly and put down his wand, but he was very alert and observed the situation on the field. As long as there was a dangerous situation, he would forcefully stop the game. In his opinion, the life of the students was the most important. This was not only his duty as the protector of the field, but also because he was a professor.

"What a bullshit psychological injury, life is the most important!"

Snape, a professor with a cold face and a warm heart, silently complained in his heart.

On the field, Mike, who was in an invisible state, was squatting not far from Carol, watching Carol, who was barely standing.

"Oh, it's really a headache."

Mike sighed.

To be honest, Carol's attitude of never giving up as long as the world is still alive made Mike very embarrassed. After all, Carol was a girl, and she was a very popular girl. If he attacked her again, he could imagine what kind of criticism he would face after the game.

In the final analysis, Carol was too weak, weaker than Mike expected.

Mike had originally made other preparations for Carol's groundhog-drilling tactics, such as controlling the fire to drill into the tunnel dug by Carol to turn her into a roasted groundhog, and controlling the ground spikes to attack Carol underground.

But now Carol was almost beaten to the point of losing her combat effectiveness by Mike in one encounter.

"Uh, audience, the game seems to be in a stalemate now." Lockhart explained, "Mike seems to be waiting for Carol to recover, which is really gentlemanly behavior." It would have been better if

Lockhart hadn't said it. As soon as he said it, there was a lot of booing in the stands. Although Carol's supporters cheered with all their might, their voices were obviously not enough in the face of other audiences who were several times their number.

The audience came to watch the fierce battle, not to watch Mike show his gentlemanly behavior.

Listening to the thunderous boos, Mike's heart was not moved at all, and he even wanted to laugh.

"It seems that we must take action, otherwise people will think it's a fake match. What an impatient audience."

Mike squatted and shot a disarming spell in Carol's direction.

A red light suddenly shot out from the empty corner, which frightened Carol, who was already shaky and unstable, and she fell to the ground again.

However, the red light that should have hit her fell on the ground five meters away from her.

Carol didn't need to dodge and wouldn't be hit by this shot, and Mike deliberately missed.

Mike's original intention was to pretend to attack Carol to shut up the people in the stands, but he obviously didn't know how strong Carol's self-esteem was.

Carol looked at the shallow marks on the ground made by the red light, listened to the deafening boos in her ears, and tears of humiliation could not stop sliding down her cheeks. The

suppressed emotions finally broke out, and Carol hysterically roared in the direction of the red light:

"I don't need your pity! Mike, are you still a man? Are you afraid of me? Ah? Come on! Coward!"

Carol's voice was very loud. Although the audience in the stands in the distance did not hear it, Snape and others at the edge of the stadium still heard it clearly.

"What a troll brain!" Snape cursed, "You know you can't beat him but you still want to provoke him. Isn't it better to just admit defeat?"

Yes, isn't it better to just admit defeat?

Mike thought so at this moment. He really didn't understand why Carol was still holding on. Carol was not him, Mike, who had the strong luck golden finger to protect her body. If she persisted, the result would not change.

But even if he didn't understand, Mike still admired Carol's stubbornness. Carol was a respectable opponent. Mike decided to satisfy Carol's wish and give Carol a resounding defeat with all his strength.

In the empty corner, Mike's figure slowly emerged. He was going to show off!

"Carol, you are a..."

Before he could say the five words "respectable opponent", a disarming spell shot out and interrupted Mike's words.

Mike, who was preparing to show off, obviously didn't notice that although Carol seemed to be out of control, she had been silently observing every move on the court. As long as Mike appeared, she would attack him.

And what he said to Mike just now was just a provocation.

With a bang, the disarming spell hit Mike accurately. At the moment of being hit, the black prickly pear wood wand in Mike's hand was affected by the disarming spell and was knocked away.

Carol's eyes flashed with a light of hope, and she waved the wand in her hand quickly, preparing for the next attack spell. Now Mike's wand has fallen out of his hand, which means that Mike has lost his fighting ability. As long as he tries harder, he can defeat Mike!

At the same time, all the audience at the scene saw this scene. Faced with Carol's despicable method that was no different from a sneak attack, most of the duelists were angry.

"You despicable witch actually sneak attacked!"

"You are a disgrace to Ravenclaw, damn it, you should go to Slytherin, you unscrupulous little Scottish donkey!"

"Wait! Are there donkeys in Scotland?"

…

Regardless of what happened in the stands, Mike on the field did show a look of surprise when he was hit by the disarming spell, but then he returned to normal. This

was because Mike activated the combat wand sheath hidden on his right arm.

The next moment, under Carol's desperate gaze, the wand that flew out of Mike's hand seemed to be summoned by its owner and flew back to Mike's hand at a faster speed than when it left.

"Phew, that was a close call, Senior Carol."