Chapter 494

Chapter 494 Neville'S 'Victory'!

It's a fight without suspense.

Neville's talent is relatively poor among all the students at Hogwarts.

Not to mention that compared to Harry or Hermione, even Ron is stronger than Neville.

In addition, now facing his own grandma, Neville's performance is even worse.

Soon, Augusta beat Neville to the ground, with several curses on his body, snot and tears flowing together.

"Neville! Look at you now, your parents are elite Aurors, why can't you even master a small disarming charm!"

Sweeping away a spell, Augusta not only taught his grandson physically, but also launched a verbal attack.

Seeing Neville who had been beaten so badly, she was getting more and more angry.

Ever since he was a child, has Neville ever disobeyed her so much and humiliated the Longbottom family in front of hundreds of thousands of wizards.

Augusta, who knew that it would only be more embarrassing to fight, raised his hand with a disarming spell to completely defeat Neville and end this farce.

To her surprise, the wand was not out of Neville's grasp, but was desperately held in his hand.

Wiping away a handful of tears that shed involuntarily, Neville turned back to see Alvin's expressionless face, and his heart sank.

He's done so badly, who would want to help such a waste?

Augusta released the Disarming Charm again, and Neville rolled over to dodge the attack, shouting piercingly.

"Confringo! (Thunderbolt))"

Two crimson fireballs shot out from the top of the wand, rapidly expanding to a diameter of nearly one meter.

Augusta did not expect that Neville would actually use the Explosion Charm, and he never thought that he would use this type of spell to attack himself.

The Iron Armor Curse that was placed off guard could not resist the powerful fireball at all, and it only lasted for a second before being shattered.

However, this also bought her time, and a sideways pass with the fireball, but her sheepskin coat was rubbed, and a small flame was ignited.

Augusta hurriedly used the Clear Spring Charm to put out the flames.

"You can actually use the Explosion Spell,?"

The words were full of inconceivables. Augusta knew his grandson. He even used the disarming spell. How could he suddenly learn this high-level magic?

Neville scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "This is what my good friend Seamus taught me, he is very gifted with this kind of magic."

Alvin almost laughed out loud when he heard it, Simona had some talent, he just filled up the explosive talent.

No matter what kind of magic spell is placed on his hand, it can have an explosive effect.

Just a blasting genius.

Augusta snorted coldly, did not speak again, and launched an attack again.

It's just that this time she took a lot of seriousness, and the power of the spell became much stronger. Soon Neville was covered in bruises and bruises.

She has made up her mind to teach her grandson a lesson and let him know her authority.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the Sorting Hat flew out of Snape's hands uncontrollably, screaming as it flew.

"What's the matter! How do I feel like something's coming out of my stomach, what the hell did you guy do to me, Godric!"

"I'm just a hat!

Seeing the hat that suddenly fell in his hand, Neville was also a little confused, feeling that his hand sank, and he slowly pulled out Gryffindor's sword.

Seeing this, Dumbledore's eyes widened.

Alvin smiled, and Neville didn't disappoint him.

His tenacity and will, moved the Gryffindor sword, and took the initiative to show up to help him.

The function and power of the Gryffindor sword was sent into Neville's ears through magic, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Augusta only thought that this was an ordinary sword, and did not take it to heart.

However, the facts are often unexpected.

Facing Augusta's spell, Neville swung the Gryffindor sword and slashed directly.

Holding the sword in the left and the staff in the right, his confidence also increased greatly, and he launched a counterattack for the first time.

Relying on the powerful magic-breaking effect of the Gryffindor sword, Neville briefly gained the upper hand.

It is a pity that his own strength is limited, and even if he has an advantage in equipment, he is definitely not his grandmother's opponent.

"We admit defeat in this game!"

When Alvin got the result he wanted, he no longer made Neville suffer. With a wave of his hand, the armor spell protected Neville.

"Headmaster, I can still fight!

Neville was anxious and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Alvin, "Enough Neville, you have fully proved yourself. 55

".々 When today's business is over, I'll go to St. Mungo's."

Seeing Neville covered in injuries, he asked Lily to take Neville away for good treatment.

After doing this, Alvin looked up at Dumbledore, "Professor, we lost this game. 95

Dumbledore's mouth curled into a wry smile, this is not a loss, and it is a huge profit for a student to draw Gryffindor's sword.

He never thought that Neville, who had always been inconspicuous, could achieve such a step.

Snape stepped out and was about to step forward when Alvin stopped him.

"What are you doing? 99

"Go to battle.

"Who said the fourth game needs your shot?"

The two stared at each other, and Snape was at a loss.

Who else is more suitable for him now, is it Flitwick?

At this time, Grindelwald smiled sullenly, "Let me do this, Newt, we are old rivals, why don't we have a good communication? (Yes)"

Newt, who was staring at him, felt a little numb and subconsciously hid behind his wife.

Dumbledore couldn't sit still, "Gellert, don't meddle in the internal affairs of our Hogwarts at this time.""

If Grindelwald gets involved, no matter how strong he is, he can't deal with the two of them.

"Albus, why continue to be stubborn, you are over, it's good for everyone to admit defeat now."5

Grindelwald was bitter, and he didn't want the worst to happen.

"You two stop flirting," Alvin waved his hand, motioning to wait for Grindelwald to stop talking.

"I have already chosen the candidate for the fourth game."

After he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the familiar fire light appeared. Phoenix Furui appeared in front of the world with a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old blond girl.

"Ariana, I'll leave it to you next!"