Chapter 43: Left Hand crabbe, Right Hand Goyle, Slashing Through Slytherin

Dudley casually reached out and grabbed several wands, easily disarming the young wizards with a slight exertion. Wizards without wands were not much different from ordinary people, unless they could master advanced wandless magic—a skill few possessed, even among elite wizards or Aurors who had graduated for many years.

Unfortunately, even those elite wizards did not necessarily master this skill.

With a quick series of blows to the head, he effortlessly knocked them down.

"The Data Eye is really useful."

The Data Eye, an ability obtained from completing house tasks, not only constructed room images in the mind but also displayed many useful data. For example, in the current situation, it could show Dudley which positions would be most painful, which would cause unconsciousness, and which would inflict pain without visible injuries.

It was truly a fighting tool.

And this was just the most basic level; if it could be upgraded to higher levels, it would likely provide even more information.

It might even display complete data for every wizard he encountered.

For instance, a wizard with a magic power value of only 5? Well, that seemed a bit impolite.

The young Slytherin wizards obviously didn't expect Dudley to fight back against so many of them. They had planned to bully him simply because they outnumbered him, but they were unfamiliar with dueling and wizard combat.

In just a dozen seconds, Dudley had knocked down many of them, and their wands naturally fell into his hands.

"Why run? It's just one person against all of us."

In the chaos, someone shouted, only to be beaten down by Dudley's wand.

One by one, boys and girls alike, Dudley showed no mercy. Facing their cries, he usually responded with a single powerful punch.

Once they chose to stand against Dudley, gender no longer mattered.

Although their numbers were an advantage, the problem was they had too many people. A group of untrained young wizards was just a mob.

Dudley, like a tiger among sheep, seemed unstoppable.

"Use spells! Attack him with spells!"

Not all Slytherins were incompetent; there were some excellent young wizards among them. After all, Slytherin had been competing with Gryffindor for years, and they had won the House Cup for seven consecutive years. If they won this year, it would be the eighth, assuming they could secure it.

"Petrificus Totalus!"

After the initial chaos, someone finally managed to cast a curse that could harm Dudley. However, he calmly grabbed another wizard and used him as a shield, blocking the spell.

Except for a few special curses, most spells had visible trajectories. As long as the magical path was seen, avoiding them became much easier.

Direct attacks were child's play for Dudley's reflexes.

As for spells with twists and turns, those were typically mastered by adult wizards, not these lower-grade students.

The unfortunate victim of the Petrification Curse was one of Malfoy's lackeys, Goyle.

Dudley then took out a vial of potion from his pocket, threw it into the crowd, and as it shattered, a light-yellow gas enveloped the young wizards.

These were Slow-Acting Potions. Unlike Hagrid, these young wizards lacked the strong resistance, and the effects of these potions were more than enough to reduce their mobility by over fifty percent.

Already slower in reaction and speed compared to Dudley, they were now debuffed.

The threat of Slytherin young wizards to Dudley dropped to its lowest.

Seizing the opportunity, Dudley approached another petrified wizard, Crabbe, and lifted him with one hand while grabbing the wand from the wizard who had tried to cast a spell. The movement was smooth, like a well-rehearsed act, executed effortlessly.

Sometimes, having more people wasn't an advantage.

Amidst the cries for mercy, another wand was taken away.

Untrained young wizards were not even worthy of being called a mob.

Having disarmed everyone except Malfoy, Dudley surprised everyone with an unexpected move. He grabbed one of the young wizards, pressed him against a table, and raised his large hand, delivering a powerful blow to the wizard's posterior.

(End of Chapter)

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