Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could a Little Hufflepuff Have? Chapter 693

Old Rep, fully armed, stood before Black.

The two of them stood face-to-face, just as they had before.

The instant they took their positions,

everyone immediately felt an even heavier oppressive force than before!

Barton was shocked.

Because he discovered that Old Rep's presence was even more terrifying than when he had fought on the field earlier!

What did that mean?

It meant that when this old man had faced him earlier, he had not used his full strength at all!

Thinking of this, Barton, who had been rather proud that he had managed to pierce Old Rep's sleeve,

suddenly felt an immense sense of defeat.

At the same time, he looked worriedly at Black!

Then he froze.

Because Black looked completely unchanged from before.

He merely stood there quietly, wearing a faint, relaxed smile.

As though Old Rep's aura and the terrifying magic surging around them

could not affect him in the slightest.

Even his robes were not stirred by the wind...

For a moment, Barton even suspected that Old Rep was holding back!

But the very next instant—

"Crack!"

"Boom!"

The tremendous impact blasted everyone around them back several steps!

In the arena,

Black and Old Rep put on a top-tier welding show...

The lightning in Black's hand connected with the red light in Old Rep's hand.

The surging magic formed countless tiny, threadlike arcs of electricity around them...

Forcing everyone to retreat several more steps...

"Hiss..."

"So fierce!"

"I thought Old Rep was holding back..."

Barton sighed. "He was indeed holding back..."

"Huh? Old Rep was holding back!? He looks like he's putting in plenty of effort! His old face is all twisted!"

Barton sighed again. "Didn't you see? The one holding back was Young Master Black..."

"Really..."

Some people still looked doubtful.

But the next second,