Restarting the Duelling Club?

The next day, as Sean enjoyed his morning sandwich in the Great Hall, the students of Newmontgard began to look at him strangely.

In the very first lesson, he turned the Stinging Hex into Cruciatus Curse, and after class, he vigorously broke through his classmate's defenses. Moreover, his words and actions were quick, accurate, and ruthless...

Hoffman, barely recognizable as human, lay in front of the Common Room for an hour before being discovered by a late-returning student. He has since been taken to the Hospital Wing for treatment. According to witnesses, Hogwarts' exceptionally skilled school nurse used an entire tube of Magical Swelling Salve to reveal Hoffman's true form.

Of course, it was only then that people recognized him as Hoffman...

Sean immediately became a suspect.

Although Newmontgard students tend to prefer working alone and don't care much about the lives of their classmates, now that they are at Hogwarts, every Newmontgard student represents the face of the group.

Two students, who were the first to spot Hoffman, had particularly grim expressions.

Sean had two trigger-activated Dungbomb clipped to Hoffman's waistband...

It's still the Weasley twins special edition.

Hermione, of course, noticed the unfriendly stares. She nudged Sean, who was examining the Pumpkin Juice in his glass, and whispered, "Why are they all looking at you like that, Sean? Did you do something last night?"

Having confirmed that Sean hadn't Snape the Pumpkin Juice, Sean leisurely took a sip and casually said, "Going out to give Hoffman a full-body massage."

"A full-body massage?" Hermione immediately thought of the 'flipping' that Sean had given Malfoy on the train. She sighed helplessly. "Sean, the professors will come looking for you."

"Don't worry, that guy will be fine. He'll just need to lie in bed for a couple of days at most."

"But what if the professors of Newmontgard want to punish you?"

"Hmm, I don't think so." Sean winked at Hermione.

The two professors leading the team from Newmontgard, Riddle, need not be considered; the other is Vice Principal Vita Rosier, who is also Grindelwald's true confidant.

Sean's reason for daring to act that very night was simple.

First of all, that idiot has already made it clear that he's going to make a move in secret, so why don't we make him lie down first?

Then, those who are favored become fearless, and Sean is somewhat "arrogant because of his favor".

You two treat me like an old man playing riddles, but you won't let me be a little childish like a mischievous kid?

At worst, I'll just put him in solitary confinement.

When they had almost finished breakfast, a note floated down to Sean's side.

Mr. Wallop, please come to my office now.

After putting away the notification from Professor Flitwick, Sean told Hermione and then walked out of the Great Hall with ease under the watchful eyes of the Newmontgard.

Arriving at Professor Flitwick's office, he politely knocked on the door, and after receiving permission to "come in," Sean pushed the door open and went inside.

"Good morning, Professor Flitwick," Sean greeted with a smile.

Professor Flitwick's expression was serious. "Mr. Wallop, do you know why I asked you to come here?"

"Because I beat up Mr. Hoffman from Newmontgard," Sean answered honestly.

"Hmm, it seems you've realized your mistake, that's good." Professor Flitwick nodded.

Sean, who stood obediently with his hands behind his back, blinked. "Is Professor Flitwick already labeling me as someone who has a good attitude in admitting his mistakes?"

"However, we still need to take Professor Rosier's advice into consideration. When she comes over, Sean, you absolutely must not talk back to her, okay?" Professor Flitwick jumped off his chair from behind his desk and earnestly instructed Sean.

"Of course, sir." Sean smiled, it seemed he wouldn't even have to endure the solitary confinement.

Professor Flitwick glanced at Sean, stroked his beard, and asked tentatively, "Sean, did Mr. Hoffman attack you first?"

Sean blinked innocently. Was Professor Flitwick really that... that protective of his own?

Before he could speak, Professor Flitwick pulled out his wand. "Here's what I'll do. I'll cast a Swelling Charm on you. Don't worry, it'll go away in an hour. Then you can say that Hoffman attacked first, and then you retaliated out of necessity."

So reluctantly, he brought over a dozen upperclassmen with him... Sean chuckled awkwardly; Professor Flitwick didn't seem very good at forging documents.

However, before Professor Flitwick could persuade Sean to accept the painless Swelling Charm, there was a knock on the door.

Professor Flitwick quickly gave Sean a wink, then cleared his throat. "Please come in."

Vita Rosier still retained the aloofness of her youth. She walked in, looked around, and then fixed her gaze on Sean.

"Ms. Rosier, Wallerup has already explained to me what happened. Mr. Hoffman's actions against a first-year wizard were really excessive." Professor Flitwick sighed, seemingly regretful about the unfair treatment of his students.

"However, considering that Wallerup also fought back and Mr. Hoffman paid the price, Hogwarts has decided not to pursue the matter further, and the same applies to Mr. Wallop. What do you think, Ms. Rosier?"

Professor Flitwick gave off an impression that he was easy to talk to.

Rosier slowly smiled and looked Sean up and down as he stood obediently. "That would be perfect... However, your school's students are outstanding."

As Sean expected, Rosier showed no intention of pursuing the matter further, and instead displayed considerable interest in Sean.

"Oh, Mr. Wallop is a very good wizard." Flitwick hadn't expected the other party to agree so readily.

"I still thank Hogwarts and you for your guidance, sir," Sean added.

Rosier watched the teacher and student working together, a strange light flashing in her eyes. She said, "Mr. Flitwick, although I can let Wallerup's behavior go unpunished, the students of Newmontgard are rather impulsive."

"In order to prevent the friendship between the two schools from being damaged, I have a suggestion."

Professor Flitwick and Sean exchanged a glance, then looked at each other. "Please speak, ma'am."

"Professor Flitwick, you should be quite familiar with him." Rosier looked at the display case in the office.

On it is the championship trophy of Professor Flitwick's Duelling Club.

"Madam, do you mean to restart the Duelling Club?" Professor Flitwick frowned.

"This is a good opportunity for students from both schools to get some experience, isn't it?"

"Oh...a very constructive suggestion," Professor Flitwick said dryly, "But I'll have to ask Professor Dumbledore for his opinion."

"I believe he will agree." With those words, Rosier took his leave and left the office.

Sean and the gloomy-faced Professor Flitwick exchanged a glance, and Sean could only shrug, indicating his helplessness.