Chapter 456 Challenge All Teachers and Students of Ilvermorny School of Magic to a Duel and Accept All Challenges

Seraphina looked at her bloody palms and the wand with only a handle left with incredible eyes, and fell into a sluggish state.

Before the fight, she really didn't expect this to happen.

She couldn't even resist a spell from the little wizard in front of her? Even her wand was blown to pieces? Grindelwald didn't make her suffer such a big loss back then!

"You are old, your spells are weak and powerless, and your body's reaction speed is as slow as a snail." Les's cold voice floated over the auditorium.

Les actually lied. Seraphina is indeed old, but her personal strength has not declined too much. For wizards, as long as they are not old and unable to move or have Alzheimer's disease, most of their strength can be retained.

But Les was unwilling to admit this, which would bring him countless troubles. So he simply blamed Seraphina, saying that she was too old to look good.

Anyway, most people present had never fought with wizards of this age, so who could know whether what he said was true or false?

"Stop!" Dumbledore's voice rang out outside the hall, and then the students present saw Headmaster Dumbledore rushing in from the door in a hurry.

Dumbledore ran into the hall and was stunned when he saw the situation on the scene.

The situation was a little different from what he expected. There was no one with bad intentions causing trouble in the hall. Instead, it looked like a conflict between the students of Hogwarts and Headmaster Seraphina of Ilvermorny? !

And based on the conversation he just heard outside the hall, plus the bloody palm of Headmaster Seraphina, it seemed that this famous and experienced witch suffered a loss?

As a wizard of the same generation as Seraphina, Dumbledore knew the ability of the former Minister of Magic very well. Although she was good at political means, her fighting ability was by no means a shortcoming. After retiring, she was rehired by Ilvermorny School of Magic and Witchcraft, and there was no rumor of her being stupid and incompetent. That is to say, even if Seraphina was careless and underestimated her opponent, the little guy who defeated Seraphina was not simple.

Dumbledore looked at Les. He had a very weak impression of this student. He only remembered that his name was Les Lint, a fourth-year student of Slytherin College, and one of the players representing Hogwarts in this competition. In the first stage of the competition, he did not score a single point and ranked at the bottom of the standings.

That was all Dumbledore's impression of Les!

Oh, yes, he is also a good friend of Daphne and Astoria.

Hmm? This is a bit unusual. Thinking of this, a trace of contemplation flashed across Dumbledore's eyes.

He buried the name "Les Lint", which he had not paid much attention to in the past, in his heart, and then began to think about how to solve the current trouble.

Dumbledore's appearance made Seraphina quickly regain her sanity.

She knew that she had lost face this time, and no matter what she said now, her face would only be trampled in the dust again. So she just said "Albus, you are a good student" and prepared to leave the scene in a hurry.

She couldn't stay in this hall for a second!

"Professor Picquery, please stay." Seraphina wanted to leave, but Dumbledore would not let her leave like this. He wanted to solve the problem as soon as possible, and at the very least, he had to find out what happened.

If Seraphina went back to Ilvermorny in a rage, the problem would become very complicated.

"Why, Albus, do you also want to weigh my old bones?" After being stopped by Dumbledore, Seraphina only felt that her already fading blood was rushing into her brain little by little.

"You misunderstood." Dumbledore strode to Seraphina's side, personally used magic to pick out the wooden thorns in her wound, and helped her stop the bleeding.

Then he took out the Elder Wand.

Looking at the familiar wand, Seraphina's eyes flashed with extremely complicated emotions.

This is the Elder Wand, the Death Wand, the Wand of Destiny, and only the most powerful wizard in the world can own it. Its previous owner was...

Gattler Grindelwald!

However, the reason why Dumbledore used the Elder Wand was not to show off his achievements, but to help Seraphina repair her shattered wand.

First, a flying spell collected the remains of the wand, and then a repair spell, and a brand new wand returned to Seraphina's hand.

"Thank you, Albus." Dumbledore's operation, Seraphina's anger dissipated a lot. She looked back at Les deeply and vowed to remember the appearance of this little wizard in her heart.

'I guess I will never forget you in my life, the boy from Hogwarts. You are right, I may really be old...'

The boy standing not far away was so young, so vigorous and talented, which made Seraphina, who was gradually calming down, feel a rare sense of twilight.

Of course, her anger did not subside, she just planned to vent it in another way.

Les was confused by her gaze, and he took Seraphina's gaze as a provocation, so he glared back without hesitation.

Seeing that the two were about to have a conflict again, Dumbledore felt a headache and quickly said, "You two, come with me."

With Dumbledore's intervention, the gradually ignited war was extinguished again, and Les and Seraphina followed Dumbledore out of the hall one after the other.

Daphne took a step forward with her left foot, but was stopped by Les' eyes.

Helplessly, she had to stay in the hall.

After Dumbledore and the two parties left, the whole hall suddenly erupted in heated voices. Everyone was discussing the brief and fierce conflict just now.

"What happened? Did Rice kill Professor Picquery in an instant?"

"I didn't see it clearly. I only saw that the two spells collided and Professor Picquery's wand exploded-"

"The broken wand can be repaired?"

"Eh? What's the situation with those people in Ilvermorny?"

During the heated discussion, some people gradually found that the students of Ilvermorny seemed to be strange. After a closer look, they found that they couldn't make any sound!

Rice left in a hurry and forgot to remove the silencing spell for them.

"Sit down." Dumbledore found an empty classroom on the first floor of the castle to serve as a conversation room. He hoped to resolve the conflict between the two here.

It is absolutely impossible to talk in the hall. Dumbledore still has some understanding of Seraphina's temperament. Under the gaze of so many students, she will only make the most extreme choice.

"Can you let an old man like me know what happened?" Dumbledore smiled bitterly. He still didn't know the whole story.

"A student from Hogwarts attacked my students and stole a treasure that has been passed down since the founding of our school."

Rice's eyebrows twitched twice and snorted coldly.

"Why don't you mention that this treasure is Salazar Slytherin's wand? It doesn't belong to Ilvermorny at all. Every second you hold it is a blasphemy against Hogwarts. Also, it wasn't an attack, they took the initiative to give it to me. Instead, you used the Disarming Spell on me first, right?"

Seraphina's face sank again.

"Little friend, let me tell you about the historical origins of this wand-"

"I know it better than you." Rice interrupted her directly. He is still willing to care about Seraphina now, just for the sake of Dumbledore, the current headmaster of Hogwarts.

He thinks he is reasonable enough.

"Listen carefully, this wand is not Salazar Slytherin's first wand. The first wand broke shortly after he embarked on his adventure. This is his second wand, made by Godric Gryffindor, another founder of Hogwarts.

They worked together to kill the hidden dark wizard Pochi and the snake king he raised, and then made this wand with the horn of the basilisk as the wand core and the snake wood as the wand body!

Salazar held this wand and completed the magnificent adventure of him and his three friends. When Salazar was in his twilight years, he gave this wand as a coming-of-age gift to his adopted son Gaunt, the ancestor of the Gaunt family. Then this wand was passed down from generation to generation as a family heirloom of the Gaunt family, and the inheritance was orderly-if you ask why it appeared in Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it can only mean that the people of Ilvermorny stole or plundered this wand!"

Dumbledore and Seraphina were both stunned.

No, were you there? How do you know these details buried in the long river of history so well?

It's amazing for ordinary people to know that Salazar Slytherin's wand is snakewood and basilisk horn, but you actually know that this is his second wand?

It's probably made up, right? Seraphina thought so.

Dumbledore's idea is a little different.

"My family has a diary of Slytherin from that year, which is written very clearly."

Seraphina:!

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.

"Okay..." Seraphina felt that she was confused by Les's words. What he just said was completely irrelevant to what she was going to say.

"The founder of Ilvermorny was definitely not a person who robbed and plundered." Seraphina said seriously: "What happened back then was like this..."

She told Les and Dumbledore all the grievances between Isolt Sayer, the founder of Ilvermorny School of Magic, and her aunt Gormlaith Gaunt.

In short, Isolt, with the help of her friend William, killed her aunt who came for revenge. During the battle, Slytherin's wand fell into dormancy, and Isolt, who could not speak Parseltongue, could not wake it up at all, so she could only bury it in the land in front of the school castle.

Later, a snakewood that could not be cut down or destroyed grew where the wand was buried. Legend has it that Slytherin's wand under the tree is still waiting for its new owner to come.

In recent years, Ilvermorny has included a student who can speak Parseltongue. He successfully dug out Slytherin's wand from under the snakewood and woke it up. It is said that he was recognized by the wand.

After hearing this story, Les and Dumbledore frowned.

"Isn't this still stolen?" Les' words made Seraphina's face show uncontrollable anger.

"You can omit those details and look at the essence of the story: Isolt stole the wand that belonged to her aunt when she was escaping, and killed the original owner of the wand when her aunt came to the door, right?"

Dumbledore also remained silent. In his opinion, although Les omitted many important details, the underlying tone of the matter did not change: the person who stole the wand killed the original owner of the wand, buried the wand in the land in front of his school, and refused to return it.

Seraphina was silent for a while before she uttered: "The wand belongs to Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Albus, you know that when a wizard dies in battle, his belongings belong to the victor."

Les took a deep breath.

"You mean, you won, so the wand belongs to you, right?"

Serafina remained silent, apparently acquiescing to Les's statement.

"That's great." Les laughed.

In the past, the magic world did have such rules. Unexpectedly, it was the end of the 20th century, and the principal of Ilvermorny in front of me still believed in this medieval thing.

But it's not a big problem. He also agrees with this set of rules. Isn't it just a life and death duel? Who is afraid of whom? This is just what he wanted!

"Professor Dumbledore, the problem is solved." Rice turned to Dumbledore and said very seriously: "I challenge all the teachers and students of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to a duel to decide who owns the Slytherin wand. "

He looked at Seraphina.

"You can send anyone you want, and I'll accept it. But I have to say in advance that this is a life-and-death battle, and one party will definitely lose his life."

Dumbledore and Seraphina's eyes widened at the same time.

The two of them had no idea that Les would be so decisive.

They did not know that, for Les, the wand must not remain at Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which would be a great disgrace.

If Ilvermorny had kept the chair that Salazar had sat on, Les could have pinched his nose and recognized it, but this was a magic wand!

Now that he knows the whereabouts of the wand, he will never sit idly by. This is a matter of principle.

Les didn't mind sacrificing blood to defend the wand's ownership.

"On the duel stage, there is no distinction between age and seniority. I promised you in advance that you don't blame me later." Les said in a confused way. Dumbledore and Seraphina were a little confused at first. If you don’t quite understand.

Rice's meaning is actually very simple: once on the duel stage, he will not hold back.

After saying this, the classroom fell into a long silence.

Seraphina felt that her head was extremely heavy. She originally thought that Dumbledore would be able to subdue this rebellious little wizard, but she didn't expect that he would defeat him instead.

She could tell that this boy named Les was not joking. If he got on the duel stage, someone would definitely die!

For a moment, Seraphina planned to accept the duel directly. She will fight in person, or she will die on the duel field at worst!

Dumbledore was keenly aware that the situation seemed to be slipping towards the irreversible abyss. He took a deep breath and prepared to mediate - he must not let the two people in front of him step onto the duel stage.

At this moment, the classroom door was pushed open with a bang.

Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Smith White walked in together with Alchemy Professor Arius.

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