Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 47: Duel

As Ke Wen rode his broom slowly into the air, the resistance in his heart disappeared completely.

And as the idea of ​​resistance faded, Cowan felt that he had more responsive control of the broomstick underneath him.

In the virtual game, Kewen had piloted various fighter planes and spaceships. Although today's flying brooms do not have as many functions as fighter planes and spaceships, Kewen is also confident that he can play some tricks with the flying broom. .

It's a pity that he is in class at this moment, he can't do anything to disrupt the class, so he can only wait for the opportunity in the future, and then have a good time...

Next, Mrs. Hooch instructed the students to have a short low-altitude flight experience, teaching them how to control simple movements such as turning a broom in the air.

Unknowingly, one hour of class time passed, and the students reluctantly controlled the broom to fall and put the teaching broom back to its original place.

Mrs. Hooch announced the dismissal of the get out of class, and then controlled all the brooms with a spell to float behind her and walked away quickly.

The students also started to walk into the castle, but they were all students from Gryffindor, and the Slytherin children didn't move their feet, but gathered together and looked at him badly. Gryffindor students here.

The abnormal situation was discovered by the Gryffindors, and everyone couldn't help but stop and looked back at the Slytherins.

Seeing this, Kewen sighed secretly: It's finally here.

Because the Slytherin bear children are so blatant, all the unkind eyes are focused on him.

"Cowen Quinn!"

Finally, a Slytherin student couldn't help but spoke up, and said loudly in a arrogant and contemptuous tone: "I'm going to duel with you!"

The Gryffindors were stunned for a moment, then burst into an uproar.

"How dare you!"

"I'm going to tell the professor!"

…

The Gryffindor students began to fight for Cowen, and they gathered around Cowen, looking very united at the moment.

"Humph! Aren't you the bravest Gryffindor?" It was still the Slytherin who spoke, sarcastically saying, "What? The brave Gryffindor doesn't even dare to duel? And snitching to the professor? It's a shame!"

"That's it."

"A real shame for Gryffindor House."

"What brave, I think it's a coward..."

The Slytherin students began to boo, but their goal was achieved.

The next moment, the classmates around Kewen angrily changed their positions and began to cheer for Kewen.

"Kewen promises them!"

"Yes! Teach them a lesson!"

"Teach them a hard lesson!"

"Let them be a group of stinky snakes who can only hide under the ground! Know how powerful our Gryffindors are!"

…

Kewen rolled his eyes secretly, and sure enough, he shouldn't have any expectations for these little brats.

"What do you say? Cowen Quinn!" Seeing this, the leading Slytherin student, with a proud expression, raised his chin proudly, looked at Cowen and said, "If you If you don't dare, you can just admit defeat, and I won't hurt you, as long as you admit that you are a coward in the future!"

"Hey..." Under everyone's attention, Kewen sighed and shook his head, then looked at the Slytherin, and said helplessly: "You can tell me...why did you delay until now? Are you coming to trouble me?"

The Slytherins fell silent, apparently not wanting to answer the question.

"Humph! It's okay to tell you!"

At this moment, someone from the Slytherin camp suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence.

Kewen looked away, but was slightly taken aback.

Because the person who spoke was the first person of his age he had met since he came to this world, and was assigned to James Palmston of Slytherin.

"We asked the family for your information before." Little James said proudly and loudly: "You are not a noble pure blood like us, so we decided to teach you a lesson today, let you know the offense The fate of our noble pure-blood wizards."

Kewen looked at James with a deep meaning, and then smiled slightly: "Thank you."

Kewen is not a real 11-year-old kid. He couldn't hear such a vague reminder from little James.

At the same time, Cowan recalled why so many owl letters were sent to the Slytherin table on Wednesday.

Obviously, these Slytherin children wrote letters to their families on Tuesday, asking their parents for information about Kewen, in order to measure whether Kewen could afford it.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Kewen didn't hold back anymore, stepped forward, stood in the open space between the two groups of students, and said with a playful smile: "Okay, I promise you a duel, who will come? ?"

"Of course it's me!" The Slytherin student who took the lead was slightly taken aback when he saw this. He didn't expect Kewen to be so bold, and he really agreed to the duel he proposed~IndoMTL.com~ But he didn't think much about it. After a response, he also stepped forward and came to the open space.

"I am guilt..."

"Okay!" Kewen suddenly interrupted the other party's words and said casually: "I don't care who you are, can you start a duel?"

"You!" The Slytherin anonymous had never seen Cowen come so unruly, and could not help but feel a breath of suffocation in his chest, his face looked very embarrassed.

"Can we start sooner?" Kewen continued sarcastically: "I don't have that much time to waste with you guys."

"You! You! I want you to look good!" Anonymous exclaimed.

"I'll be the referee for you!" Little James suddenly stepped forward at this time, and at the same time, gave Kewen an apologetic glance.

Kewen smiled at him: "Okay, thank you."

"Humph!" Seeing this, Anonymous could only snort coldly, took out his wand, and raised it to the top of his head in a pretentious manner, aiming the tip of the wand at Kewen.

"Kowen, you cough... Kewen Quinn." Little James saw this and said to Kewen: "It's time for you to prepare for a duel."

"No, you can just announce the start." Kewen smiled and shook his head slightly.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Little James looked at Kewen inexplicably and nodded to confirm: "Okay."

Taking a step back, little James was silent for a moment, then loudly announced: "The duel begins!"

"Snot--"

Anonymous had prepared the magic for a long time. As soon as little James finished speaking, Anonymous recited the magic spell aloud, and at the same time threw the wand hard at Kewen.

And when Kewen saw this, he still didn't take out his wand, and when he was halfway through reciting the Anonymous spell, Kewen smiled slightly.

The next moment...