The Impending Third Trial

Ron's winning streak came to an end.

But contrary to Ginny's guess, it wasn't Fred and George.

Instead, it was killed by a Ravenclaw student from the McFasty Clan.

The Bird Serpent's large, expanded body made it an easy target for the Hebridean Black, which possessed dragonfire and sharp claws.

Even if one is of a slightly larger size, one cannot defeat a fire dragon whose every organ is designed for better combat.

However, Ron didn't seem too disappointed.

Ginny, being his full sister, understood the reason almost instantly.

"Ron knows he's just stomping on weaker opponents. There are quite a few students with high-risk Magical Creature like dragons, they just haven't gotten their certificates yet."

Students without certificates mainly fall into two categories.

One type is those who are unable to pass the exam.

Another reason is that they don't want the Ministry of Magic to know that they possess a high-risk Magical Creature.

It's the same reason why some Animagus don't register.

In fact, they also believed that the Duelling Club was an event deliberately set up by the Ministry of Magic to collect information on duelists with high-risk summons, and to provoke competitive individuals to register.

And in Gryffindor, there are undoubtedly the most competitive students.

Neville and Seamus's eyes shone brightly, sparkling with an unprecedented competitive spirit.

"I want to get certified!"

"I will make Scott's name (the name of Seamus Acromantula) known throughout the entire castle."

"Hermione, you have to help us!" x2

Hermione frowned as she looked at the two classmates staring intently at her. "You can't take exams for someone else."

"Of course we'll do it ourselves!"

"Just give us a reading list, and it would be best if you could highlight the key points."

"This is of great help to me." Hermione extended her index finger and gently traced a line of pale yellow parchment with a few lines of writing on it, which then appeared out of thin air.

"However, there is no book list, only a few incantations."

"Certificates for creating high-risk animal cards are too difficult for you."

"Examine your knowledge of all dangerous wild animals."

"I think you should learn from the McFasty Clan and specialize in something."

"The Ravenclaw boy who controlled the black dragon this morning?" Seamus frowned. Although his mother was a wizard, she had always thought of herself as Muggle until she was 11 years old, so she didn't know all the basic common sense about the Wizarding World.

"Yes," Hermione nodded. "The reason he can openly control the Hebridean Black is that the name MacFusty itself is equivalent to a high-risk beast card-making certificate, specializing in the Hebridean Black."

"Your main goal is simply to get your own Acromantula into action, so you can also apply for Acromantula specialization certificate."

"What about these incantations?" Neville asked.

Hermione explained, "The certificate is meant to prove that a wizard can use magic to subdue a dangerous beast single-handedly, or that he knows it very well."

"The Repelling Charm, Binding Charm, Freezing Charm, Engorgement Charm, and Slide Charm are all excellent spells for dealing with these agile arthropods."

"The Repelling Charm can prevent it from getting close. The Binding Charm, Freezing Charm, and Slide Charm are all aimed at the relatively weak legs of the Acromantula. The Engorgement Charm is aimed at the body structure of crustaceans, making their inelastic, overly hard shells become a constraint on their inflated bodies."

"Learn these spells, make them into spell cards, and then brush up on your knowledge of the Acromantula. You will definitely pass the Acromantula Specialization Certificate exam smoothly."

"Yes, yes." Neville and Seamus nodded repeatedly and left the Great Hall with joy.

Hermione had no idea that her good intentions had sparked a craze for taking specialized certification exams.

Specialized certificates do exist, but they are not publicly announced and are considered hidden information that cannot be known without applying for or inquiring about them.

But now, everyone knows.

The Department of Magical Creatures Management and Control is also busier.

Countless owls flew in and out carrying letters, and the entire floor was covered in feathers and scattered documents.

Then

Two weeks later, the Duelling Club's level had risen to another level.

Ron's Bird Serpent has been deprecated.

Fire Dragon, Chimera, and the Acromantula in Fred and George's hands are the true champions of this version.

At the same time, the quality of duelists has also improved, and those duelists who cannot replenish the stamina of their summoned creatures during battle are now only a minority.

The ability of Fred and George to provide additional magical byproducts is already the dividing line between elite duelists with ten consecutive wins and top duelists with a hundred consecutive wins.

However, mastering this skill does not necessarily improve combat effectiveness.

Because not all byproducts of high-risk Magical Creature possess combat abilities and can be used in battle.

Therefore, creatures like the Acromantula, which rely on their body byproducts, webs, Venom to fight, have become the trump cards pursued by top duelists.

Not long ago, Fred, and his Ripper (the name of the Acromantula) created a green, venomous swamp on the field, and the glowing green spider webs became a nightmare for all duelists.

Instant death upon contact, and indestructible; the green poisonous mist left after the fire dragon breathes fire is also a deadly weapon.

This move remains unsolved.

The only way is to defeat the Ripper before it can lay down its defenses.

However, the Acromantula controlled by Fred was too agile, and with the duelist's almost inexhaustible stamina, it was impossible to launch an effective attack against it.

George's Raiders, on the other hand, have a completely different style.

He favored spider webs, and based on his unique techniques, the spider webs secreted by the Raider were more sticky and elastic than those of other Acromantula.

Once you're involved, it means you're helpless and have no choice but to surrender.

However, most other duelists who wield the Acromantula do not perform as invincibly in the arena as they do.

Conversely, the 360-degree vision of the Acromantula leaves some duelists bewildered, causing them to habitually ignore the rear and upper rear views.

They would fail against flying fire dragons, or even Hippogriff.

The ability to manipulate the Acromantula to spit Venom and secrete webs gives duelists the illusion that they are spitting or excreting.

To discard these illusions and perform better than the Acromantula is not something a duelist accustomed to manipulating human bodies can adapt to.

Spiders, especially the Acromantula, are far more difficult to control than humans than other Fantastic Beasts.

As a result, with Fred and George winning battle after battle using the Acromantula, and almost everyone in Gryffindor owning one, the number of duelists using the Acromantula combat has actually decreased.

The remaining users of the Acromantula are almost all its loyal followers.

Surprisingly, Ron was one of them.

On the second Saturday of September, he summoned his Acromantula in the Great Hall and called it the All-Seer.

This startled Ginny.

"Where did you get this? Aren't you afraid of spiders anymore?"

Ron's expression was somber. "What I crave more is victory."

He still longs to go back to the morning of the first day of school.

At that time, he and his Bird Serpent were invincible.

Now, although he is more skilled at using the Bird Serpent, he can suddenly expand a certain part, and since it is an air unit, he doesn't lose by much.

He even defeated several 5x level Magical Creature.

However, this can never compare to Fred and George.

"So I went to Hagrid. He asked Aragog to choose one of his best descendants for me."

"I also got this under his training."

Ron pulled out a maroon certificate with an image of Acromantula printed on it.

"Acromantula Specializes in Card Making!"

"Therefore, as long as I overcome my fear of it, Ron the Duel King will be reborn!"

Ron's boast did not come true.

He was always afraid of spiders.

During the duel, he even did something that only a novice duelist would do—he dared not put his consciousness into the summoned creature, letting it fight on its own.

And that Acromantula that Ron named All-Seer Spider truly lived up to its reputation as Aragog's finest descendant.

Despite being without the duelist's help and with limited stamina, he still achieved results comparable to Ron's when controlling the Bird Serpent.

Now, Ron still lets the All-Seer One fight on his own.

But he dared to close his eyes and replenish the stamina of his summoned creatures.

This also led to Ron's fighting spirit growing stronger day by day.

"Ginny, if I master the regeneration technique (referring to the technique of providing magic power in battle to allow summoned creatures to continuously produce byproducts), Ron the Duel King will truly be reborn!" This time, Ron swore an oath on the sidelines of the dueling arena.

On the field, George's raider's opponent—a Swedish Short-Snout with silver-blue scales—had wings covered in a white, gel-like spiderweb-like secretion.

The blue dragonfire that spews out can instantly turn wood and bones to ash, and while it can destroy the spider webs on the ground, it cannot bend and spray itself onto its own wings.

It crashed heavily to the ground, its body disintegrating into blue specks of light.

They failed.

"Come on, Ron," Ginny rolled her eyes. "You can talk about it when you can actually beat this Swedish Short-Snout."

The owner of this Swedish Short-Snout is a seventh-year student in Slytherin.

Ron had faced him before, but he was burned to ashes.

While the Swedish Short-Snout's fire doesn't travel as far as the Hungarian Horntail's, it is the most powerful among all fire-breathing dragons.

Even the poison pools created by Fred can be partially burned off without producing poisonous fumes.

"It's only a matter of time," Ron said confidently.

Not far away, Hermione frowned. "Everyone's gone mad now, all they want to do is duel. It's been a summer vacation and school has been in session for a while now, and the mastery of [Magic Ring] is still worrying."

As she said this, a yellow halo appeared around her.

"And isn't he worried about Harry?"

"It's already September 15th, and there are only 10 days left until the final trial."

"Because the [Magic Ring] isn't a necessity for wizards in our world," Basil shrugged. "Male wizards aren't targeted by witches who can extract magic. The effects of the [Magic Ring]—enhancing spell power and mana regeneration—are more direct and popular than [Summoning Card]."

Even if the wizards of this world knew that seven [Magic Ring] could reveal a wizard's [True Form], the same thing would still happen.

After all, even the creator of the Magic Ring Riddle the Demon Man, only had two Magic Rings. For wizards in this world, collecting seven was something that could only be achieved in their dreams.

"Oh, I see," Hermione nodded, then a question popped into her head, "By the way, Bucky, what's your summoned creature?"

In her opinion, Basil was undoubtedly a very flamboyant person, having made such an exaggerated entrance at the start of the school year last year.

But since the Duelling Club was established, he has never had a single duel.

He didn't even know what his summoned beast was.

"A summoned beast?" Basil blinked and 'looked' into his own body.

It was a card composed of countless stars, and for a Setsuna the stars would shift and form the image of a giant whale-like creature.

It is Behemoth, his summoned beast. Combining the concepts of the giant whale of the Pillar of Water and the Dream Owl, the created Behemoth has a celestial-like life with a surface area of 1,053,700 square meters.

It exists both within his body and in the ocean of dreams formed by his subconscious.

It is both the pillar of the Dream Sea and the Dream Sea itself.

Harry Potter is in a shimmering sea of stars, a dream, a fantastical world, and he's having a sweet time with Harley.

Basil's capacity is large enough to hold this horrific creature.

However, Basil naturally wouldn't tell Hermione this directly.

If she knew, she would definitely think Basil was crazy.

So, after a brief silence, he reached out his hand, and a pale blue Little Grass appeared.

"Blue Silver Grass, a very interesting magical plant that I have cultivated."

"Unfortunately, it's not suitable for combat."

"It's beautiful." Hermione observed it closely. "I almost forgot you're from Castelobruxo. You all have a particular fondness for magical plants, just like Professor Sprout."

At first glance, it looks like just an ordinary Little Grass, except for its unusual color.

But upon closer inspection, she discovered that it was as brilliant and transparent as a sapphire.

In the center of that crystalline blue, there is a golden vein that extends from the root all the way to the tip of the leaf.

What is its purpose?

Basil clenched his right fist, and the figure of Blue Silver Grass dissipated.

"Very vibrant, very resilient, fire-resistant, and very suitable for entanglement."

"Entangle?" Hermione asked doubtfully. "Is it even more effective than the Binding Charm?"

How dare you! You've already chosen a path to your death!

Basil wanted to say that, but he suppressed the urge to complain.

In fact, it also has the effect of absorbing Soul Power. It absorbs the Soul Power of the target and grows in the target's flesh and soul. It is cultivated with the Devil's Snare. If it were not a joke, it would be more appropriate to call it the Soul-Sucking Grass.

If the wizards of this world are entangled, they can forget about using magic.

"Of course it works." Basil omitted the second half of his sentence, just as insidious and vicious as the Sugar God King.

This was originally intended for Voldemort.

But now Voldemort has unexpectedly transformed from trash into a useful piece of trash.

When the movie and Novel World connect, he will still be a powerful tool against Basil, Voldemort stole the Philosopher's Stone.

The Blue Silver Grass was no longer able to entangle them.