Chapter 226 "Swapping Roles"

The team in front of him is composed of Nurmengard students from multiple grades. Judging from their appearances, they seem not very familiar with each other.

The four of them stood scattered, and the third-year girl looked calm but kept looking at the others as if she wanted to ask for advice or something.

Patricia Delia, whom he had met before, stood at the front, staring at Sean excitedly. Even though the chubby boy stood on the dueling stage, he was still chewing food, and his eyes furrowed in his chubby skin.

The second-grade boy was wearing a top hat. While moving the gold-rimmed cards in his hand, he stared at Sean's legs, his eyes blinking much faster than normal people.

"Sean Wallup." Sean said.

"Sean, we already know each other." Patricia looked familiar.

"But we haven't gotten to know each other well enough to call me by name directly, Miss Delia." Sean curled his lips.

"Hugo Barbarossa, I didn't expect to be up against you. Can you show me that explosive spell you used the other day? I could use it to cook some food later." The chubby boy interrupted the conversation between the two.

Looking at him, Sean was not surprised about his obsession with food. But is his opponent also obsessed with explosive spells?

In the history of the wizarding world, there once was an organization. They called themselves the Explosive Sect, and they were keen on all the spells related to explosions. The leader was killed by his own bombing, and the organization just disappeared.

"We are here for a duel, not for a party." The third-year girl reminded her teammates, then looked at Sean and said, "Savanna Minsk, a third-year student. I'm honored to be able to duel with you, Mr. Wallup."

Sean's eyes turned to the last boy, who was also his only peer present.

"Ian Teach," the boy spoke extremely fast, "I'm your admirer! I was there the whole time you were dueling that day! My God, what a wonderful spell! Yes, Yes! You're also very good at diverting the attention of the enemy! It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm wondering if you can avoid attacking my hat later. This is my favorite one, and I don't want it to be broken. But when I knew I was dueling with you, I immediately put it on so that I could show my respect to you!"

"Thank you? I'll try to avoid it if I can..." Sean raised his brows.

He immediately came to a conclusion: the combination in front of him didn't look like a duel at all.

"The two sides retreated to the side of the stage, ready for a duel." Professor Goodman, who was the referee, waved his hand.

"We stick to the tactic before. Hugo is the main attacker, Patricia and I are in charge of coordination, and Ian is in charge of disturbing him," Minsk said.

But the others didn't take her words to heart at all. They were discussing how to get closer to Sean.

"I'm busy eating this. It's delicious."

"That's just you. I still have a few spell books, although they are all small spells. Sean should like them, right?"

"My hat is probably going to be my weakness in this match."

"Damn it..." Minsk groaned.

The four of them just met each other for the first time before the match. Grindelwald matched them together, and Minsk knew that the other three came for a certain purpose.

Minsk looked up at Sean, who was gently stroking the ring on his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

As a smart person, Minsk would never deny Sean's excellence. But it was also difficult for her to understand why a second-grade student could give herself and her other teammates what they wanted.

She doesn't know about the other three, but Minsk is very clear about what she wants: power. It's something that she craves for. She doesn't want to be like her family and always be inferior.

Sean had a strange expression, and a voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"This is a way for you to practice the spell, Sean. The Disillusionment spell that no one will find out." Grindelwald's voice suddenly sounded from the empty side.

Sean had nothing to say for a while.

"The main point of the spell is to let the magic power cover different amounts of magic power on different parts of the body according to the body size and corresponding movements when manipulating the magic power."

The corners of Sean's mouth twitched, his lips twitched slightly, and he whispered, "I am very grateful for your teaching, but is it the perfect time to do this, sir?"

"Just letting you know." Grindelwald's tone was relaxed, "Oh, yes. I'm here to replace you. In the corner of the room just now, twist the right hand of the armor on the shelf, and there will be a passage which you can go down. I have prepared a beautiful lair for you so that you will have a more immersive sense when you appear as a dragon later."

"There's no need for you to do that," Sean said helplessly, "Also, replace me? What do you mean, sir?"

"Is it difficult to understand? You're a Hungarian Horntail, but Sean Wallup himself cannot disappear."

"Sir…" Sean had already guessed what the other party was thinking.

"Is my plan perfect?" Grindelwald's voice was full of excitement.

"With all due respect, it's very childish."

"This is fun. The principal becomes a student and fights with his own children. Isn't that interesting?"

At this time, Professor Goodman, in the center of the dueling platform, had already raised his wand.

"Salute."

Sean bowed his head and said to the air around him, "Sir, don't use my identity to do strange things, okay?"

"I assure you, I won't."

Sean felt that the old man's words were not credible.

"Duel starts!"

As soon as the words fell, the group of four immediately raised their wands. Although they looked excited, they were still very cautious about the duel.

Sean had just raised his wand when a voice came from beside him, and Grindelwald quickly recited the spell in his voice. The dust storm appears but with completely different effects.

Sean's dust spell can obfuscate their view, but Grindelwald's spell directly summoned a huge tornado.

The surrounding soil, stones, and even some small rocks were swept into the sky. The duel stage and the entire stand were covered in dust all over the sky.

The corner of his mouth twitched violently, then looked to the side.

"Isn't it a nice spell?" He smiled.

Sean gave a dry laugh, "It's pretty good, sir..."

"Okay, it's time for you to complete the task. See you later."

Sean hesitated for a moment, sighed, and cast the Disillusionment Charm. He walked towards the passage just now.

"Mr. Grindelwald, please remember. I'm only in the second grade!" He finally turned around and warned with concern.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional in disguising." Grindelwald's body had already begun to twist.

Everyone on the wooden stands covered their eyes and noses in the dusty sky.

"He has improved his spell again?" Hermione took out a pair of glasses from somewhere and put them on the bridge of her nose. She squinted her eyes and looked at the stage, but she couldn't see anything.

Daisy was wearing the same glasses. She covered her mouth and nose and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know. But if it's Sean, isn't this normal?"

On the stage, the group of four never expected that the effect of the spell would be so great. They stood back to back and cast the Protego Charm in front of them.

"Damn it. Did he do this on purpose?" In the wind and sand, Hugo stood at the front.

"Be on guard! There will be spells he will throw at us!" Minsk said loudly.

However, until the dust dissipated, no spells flew towards them.

The vision finally became a little clearer. They raised their wands and looked at the place where Sean was standing. There was a circle there, which was clean without any dust, and Sean was standing in it with a smile on his face.

"What would he do now?" They became vigilant and then quickly cleared away the stones and other things around them.

"How about we make a bet?" Sean said with a smile.

He stood there casually, his wand twirling in his hand.

"Oh? What's that?" Except for Minsk, the other three people were interested.

"Like," Sean tossed his wand up and grabbed it firmly again, "if I win, how about you guys do me a favor?"

"Interesting..." Patricia licked her lips with an excited expression on her wild face, "What if you lose?"

"Me? Lose?" Sean frowned and thought.

Suddenly, his smile became brighter and brighter.

"Is that even possible?"

After that, blue flames soared crazily.