Powerful Newmontgard

Faced with Snape's words, Sean had a strange thought.

On the surface, he was punishing himself, but in reality, he was also trying to extinguish the anger that Riddle had not shown.

Of course, it's also possible that the lackey is trying to please its master.

Although this lackey will most likely be doing things for others as well...

Sean nodded obediently. "I'll come tomorrow, Professor."

Regardless of whether his guesses were accurate or not, Sean had already summarized the rule for dealing with Snape: be honest.

Don't talk back; that will only give Snape another excuse to punish you. Harry has proven the reliability of this rule many times, and of course, the ever-unconvinced Mr. Potter will continue to pave the way for Sean...

As for the matter of him casting the Stinging Hex on Riddle, Sean didn't care at all.

This old dog has already sent people to find his family, so what's a Stinging Hex? Besides, Dumbledore (and probably Grindelwald too) is watching this guy, so his beautiful Nonverbal Spell should get him some applause, right?

In other words, the Killing Curse is something that he can't use well right now, and the side effects are too great, especially in front of everyone. Otherwise, if given the chance, Sean wouldn't mind throwing a Killing Curse at Riddle.

Moreover, Sean was completely unconcerned about whether he would anger the other party. It's a simple principle: whatever Riddle's purpose in Hogwarts, if he were to use any means necessary to harm him, then Sean's attitude would be meaningless.

If Riddle really wanted to kill him, Sean's behavior of being "well-behaved" was of no value whatsoever.

Given his own limitations, Sean could only hope that the combination of Dumbledore and Grindelwald would be reliable enough.

If he's reliable, it doesn't matter how much he provokes the other party; if he's unreliable, even if the other party licks Riddle's shoes, he'll still die.

However, it seems that the combination of the two old men is extremely reliable.

Moreover, Sean suddenly had a guess: could this Riddle not be the real one?

He recalled Dumbledore's words, "Yes and no."

It was already surprising enough that Voldemort, who was pursuing Voldemort, dared to infiltrate Hogwarts. Moreover, Riddle had taught at Newmontgard for so many years. Was he really so confident that he wouldn't be discovered?

I don't think so.

On the dueling platform, Riddle showed no other reaction to the Stinging Hex that caused Mori to wail in agony, except for the black mist that left his body and then retracted.

He resumed his smile and then stepped aside.

Sean muttered to himself, while Riddle remained silent...

Snape began to explain, his voice barely louder than a whisper, but everyone held their breath, carefully taking notes of what he said.

"Everyone practices in pairs, but if anyone dares to use a curse, I will add something to their Pumpkin Juice tomorrow morning."

After Snape turned his warning into a threat, everyone started looking for their own adversaries.

Hermione looked at Sean with a mixture of surprise and worry. "I can't believe it, it was a Nonverbal Spell? Sean, how did you do that?"

The young wizards around them also gathered around.

"Sean, you're only in first grade!"

"You cunning Mr. Wallerup, tell me, did someone secretly teach you?"

"Merlin's beard, Sean, you've forced Professor Riddle to use all his protective measures. My dad always said that powerful wizards have all sorts of ways to protect themselves."

"That's right, that black mist might be some kind of magical magic!"

"Wouldn't Sean be incredibly powerful?"

"Of course."

Faced with his classmates' teasing and questions, Sean, who had cast a lot of spells, gave a tired smile, "I was just pushed to the limit, and my spells can't hurt Professor Riddle."

Everyone else agreed, saying, "Are you kidding me? How could a first-year wizard possibly harm a school professor? Besides, the Nonverbal Spell weakens the spell's power."

During the break, the students had a lively discussion for a while, and then began to practice in pairs.

While resting on the side, Sean observed that it was very obvious that the students of Newmontgard were clearly more skilled in combat.

As soon as the dueling ceremony is over, they will immediately make their move. Their timing and choice of spells have clearly been well-trained, including those of the younger students.

On the other hand, at Hogwarts, even third and fourth-year students struggled to cast a Expelliarmus, and many were still laughing and joking around with their friends.

They didn't seem to be there to duel; they seemed to be there to have fun with their friends.

Sean silently shook his head. This kind of learning environment at Hogwarts has been around for a long time, and how well you learn really depends entirely on your self-discipline.

Excellent young wizards will find ways to train themselves, like Neville and Harry, who went back and forth, both with serious and vigilant expressions on their faces.

After observing the whole place, Sean could only sigh: Hogwarts has a long way to go.

After the students practiced for a while, several students from Newmontgard stepped onto the dueling platform.

"Professors, since this is Academic Exchange, shouldn't we also be able to challenge each other?" one of them asked the two professors.

Riddle smiled and agreed, "It is indeed necessary, to learn and improve together." He then turned his questioning gaze to Snape.

Snape's expression remained unchanged; he nodded coldly.

The Newmontgard student who had made the suggestion grinned, revealing a few white teeth, and turned to face the Hogwarts crowd.

"Let me introduce myself, Zelos Thomson, a fifth-year student from Newmontgard," he raised his chin, "And accept the challenge of everyone in Hogwarts above the fifth year."

Thomson's arrogant attitude angered everyone at Hogwarts, and the grumpy little lions started arguing.

Finally, a fifth-year student from Gryffindor stepped forward.

His gaze was calm and composed, and judging from the expressions of the students around him, his abilities should be quite good.

"Both sides bow," Snape acted as referee.

Both of them bowed slightly.

"Start."

"Expelliarmus!"

However, Thomson easily blocked the red light by raising his wand.

Silent Casting? Sean's expression turned serious.

A fifth-year student in Newmontgard has mastered Silent Casting? And judging from Thomson's relaxed demeanor, he's already quite proficient.

"So powerful..." The Hogwarts students present all felt a jolt in their hearts.

Thomson's next move was even more astonishing. After casually deflecting several spells, he launched a silent Petrification Charm from a tricky angle.

The Gryffindor student fell straight to the ground.

However, just when everyone thought the outcome was decided, Thomson raised his wand again.

The petrified Gryffindor student immediately turned over and S.P.E.W. after the curse was lifted.

"Professor, this isn't exactly a curse, is it? Besides, our school has always taught us that an effective duel is one where you ensure your enemy is completely incapacitated." Thomson said with a nonchalant smile.