Are You Insisting on Meddling?

Genres:Sci-Fi and Supernatural Last update:25/03/21 12:29:13
    Clang!

    A crisp clanging sound echoed throughout the grand hall as Na Wei jumped up, revealing a fierce expression as he pulled out a precious sword from his waist in front of everyone's eyes.

    It was a precious sword with no excessive carvings, but its sword edge was cold and luster. The sharp blade shone like holy light under the sunlight!

    At this moment, time seemed to stretch on.

    Almost all the little wizards showed absurd expressions when Na Wei pulled out the sword, and the students stared at Na Wei. Most people thought Na Wei had gone crazy!

    Before this school year, if students had to pick out the softest and most defenseless student from Gryffindor, there would be no doubt that Na Wei would win with high votes. He probably even 'volunteered' himself for the position.

    However, since the beginning of this term, to be more precise, it was after Hermione Granger was attacked and hospitalized, Na Wei had changed, ever since he came back from a school trip with Professor Dumbledore.

    The returning Na Wei surprised everyone.

    No one could see the former timid shadow on his body. The laughing stock of Gryffindor didn't know what he had gone through to be reborn, becoming confident and optimistic.

    Of course, those close to him knew the reason for Na Wei's dramatic change.

    If it was Na Wei from before, Professor Blythe would have sent him on the field and Harry would have been absolutely unsatisfied, even though Na Wei had shown remarkable performance in some of the physical training during PE class.

    However, with a temperament that had changed somewhat in the shadow of Fred and George, Na Wei had excelled in all the physical training courses, and thus, when Professor Blythe called Na Wei's name, Harry had not questioned anything.

    However, when Na Wei pulled out a silver sword equipped with castle armor in front of everyone's eyes, Harry's mindset was a bit unstable.

    Is Na Wei crazy?

    Harry stared at Na Wei, who had leaped into the air, his expression calm and composed, and raged internally.

    Defending the honor of Hogwarts and Gryffindor is a good opportunity to strike back at the Ministry of Magic, and Na Wei suddenly started acting stupid again?

    Draco also stared in astonishment at Na Wei·Longbass.

    However, unlike Harry, he didn't think Na Wei·Longbottom was acting foolish.

    He remembered when Hermione Granger had just been selected as a champion, and under his tacit approval, Pansy pulled some pranks.

    And this had caused this Na Wei·Longbottom's explosive reaction in the physical education class.

    Back then, that fellow had pulled out the swords from the armor in the PE classroom and pointed them at him.

    This seemingly comical behavior, but Draco still remembered, at that time, he felt a very unusual sense of ferocity from Na Wei's drawing out the sword and pointing it towards him!

    Draco's eyes slanted to Professor Blythe above the grand hall, and he saw a calm and composed face.

    Professor Blythe had also witnessed Na Wei drawing the sword during the PE class, so... is Longbottom switching careers at the suggestion of Professor Blythe?

    The faculty of Hogwarts was equally shocked and surprised.

    Probably only Dumbledore had a deeper feeling.

    In Dumbledore's deep azure eyes, there was not only astonishment at Na Wei drawing a sword in a duel, but also an unusual sharpness.

    Goderick Gryffindor's sword hung in his office, an instrument of magic that he was extremely familiar with. However, at this moment, he felt the same aura from Na Wei's magic sword as he did from Gryffindor's sword!

    Moved

    Na Wei's sword, held aloft above the top of its arc, began to swing down with dazzling white light.

    The Umbridge was startled and turned her head back, caught off guard by the overwhelming offensive pressure of the three small wizards from Hogwarts.

    Na Wei's raised silver sword, gleaming with light, caused Mrs. Umbridge, who thought she was about to be ambushed and was in a state of panic, to look bewildered for a moment. But realizing what had happened, she broke into a menacing smile.

    This brat pulled out a sword?

    He is going to kill himself with the sword?

    This is so funny, Mrs. Umbridge was almost laughing out loud, and this light-hearted mood even made her perform beyond her limits.

    She had no time to counterattack, so her teeth clenched open and she quickly retreated with a wand. The tip of the wand emitted a deep blue glow!

    Time returned to its normal flow speed.

    Na Wei let out a fierce shout. Having trained privately for a long time, he had become accustomed to the speed at which runic silver absorbs magic, and he released his control over his own magic, allowing it to pour endlessly into the silver sword!

    Under the enhancement of magic, Na Wei's silver sword was completely immersed in the clear light, as if Na Wei was holding a round pure moon in his hand!

    Boom!

    The brilliance of the collision between the silver light and the blue light was indescribable.

    Umbitch's menacing face was frozen at the moment of the assault, and her swollen eyes were filled with terror under the enveloping of the puffy eye bags.

    In that one-thousandth of a second, she could feel an absolutely irresistible force overwhelming her magic.

    Moreover, after the dissipated magic, that force still remained abundant. She could feel that force entering her wand, and her wand was transmitting the pain and screams to her.

    Crack!

    Umbitch watched as her wand snapped into tiny pieces under the impact of the silver white light, and before she could even let out a heart-wrenching scream, she was blown away by the powerful gust caused by the explosion, tumbling towards a massive column at the edge of the hall.

    Dumbledore suddenly raised a finger, and the Temporal body of Umbitch, who was about to collide with the column, abruptly suspended in mid-air.

    Fright and an unutterable sense of shame bit at her soul like a venomous tongue. Umbitch glared malevolently at Blythe and Dumbledore at the front of the hall, then rolled her eyes back, forcing herself to faint.

    The little wizards watched as Umbitch slowly fell to the ground, lying motionless.

    The eternal silence was suddenly shattered as cheers and roars were heard from each little wizard. Even the faculty members were clapping and cheering for the three little wizards.

    "This was an absolutely thrilling duel!"

    "This was an absolutely thrilling duel!" shouted Filius Flitwick in a shrill voice as he jumped on stage and raised his arms high.

    "Wow, it's amazing! Perfect cooperation, even when I was young, I couldn't handle it. Wow, great job, Luna!"

    "He shouldn't have meddled in the first place!"

    Harry shouted,

    "She should have been allowed to crash into the pillar, spend a few months at St. Mungo's. Wow, this sword swing is so beautiful, I'll look at you differently now, Na Wei!"

    Shouting, Harry also showed his watch on his wrist to Fred and George.

    "It took less than ten seconds! Did you see, I've known it all along!"

    But Fred and George didn't pay any attention to Harry. They followed the little wizards onto the stage to embrace Na Wei, Hermione, and Luna!

    "Fantastic!"

    Professor McGonagall joyfully wiped away her eyes.

    "Mr. Longbottom, that last strike was very powerful. In my opinion, it has the spirit of Gryffindor. Do you know what I mean? Is it not too much to add points now?"

    At least two hundred little wizards surged onto the stage, surrounding Na Wei, Hermione, and Luna, cheering loudly and praising them. Such a grand scene was truly rare to see.

    "See, Professor Blythe!"

    Surrounded by the crowd, Na Wei raised the Gryffindor sword and stood on tiptoes to wave and smile at the man at the faculty table, calling out to him,

    "I can control it, Professor!"

    However, the little wizards around Na Wei couldn't hear what Na Wei was shouting. They happily lifted him up and threw him into the air.

    "So that means--"

    Dumbledore turned to look at Amos Diggory and asked softly,

    "Is the sword in Longbottom's hand yours, Amos?"

    "Oh, a war prize from an ancient ruin many years ago. It was a waste just sitting in my hand. I accidentally discovered that Mr. Longbottom seemed to have a talent for this, so I encouraged him to follow in the footsteps of Guderick Gryffindor."

    Amos Diggory smiled without changing his expression, speaking lightly to sidestep the main issue.

    Dumbledore sighed internally and did not pursue the matter further. He looked at Pomfrey,

    "Pomfrey, could you please examine Mrs. Umbridge? Although it was an accident, Hogwarts cannot ignore such an incident."

    Although reluctantly, Pomfrey agreed to the order.

    Luscious watched as Mrs. Umbridge was placed on a stretcher, and his deep gaze showed no mercy.

    Under the calm gaze of Amos Diggory and Dumbledore, Lucius approached the two men.

    "The events of today, the Board of Governors will not rest until they see retribution. Hogwarts will pay a heavy price for their arrogance."

    "I suppose so--"

    Amos Diggory smiled coldly.

    "I've been looking forward to this for a long time."

    (The end of this chapter)