The Mistake Goldstein Made, Everyone Must Keep It Firmly in Mind!

This time, the cane flew even farther, slipping from his hand and spinning several times in midair before hitting the ground.

Seeing Alastor Moody's body falter as well, Wizet seized the opportunity and cast without hesitation, "Expelliarmus!"

The red light struck Moody head-on. He inevitably toppled backward, and his wand flew from his grasp.

Moody had come well prepared. A length of rope was tied to the end of his wand and connected to his wrist, so even when the Disarming Charm knocked it away, it was not so easy for it to truly leave his hand.

However, Wizet had anticipated this. The moment he saw the connection between Moody's wrist and wand, he immediately raised his own wand and pointed it at the rope.

Whoosh!

A blade-like flash appeared and severed the rope tied to the wand.

Moody staggered back several steps before finally steadying himself. He straightened up and dropped to one knee, his body heaving violently as though he were gasping for breath. One hand braced against his wooden leg, yet he failed to rise.

The students had already begun cheering. They had thought Wizet was at a disadvantage, never expecting him to turn the tables at the end.

"Wizet actually... disarmed Professor Moody!"

"He's a legendary Auror! Doesn't that mean..."

"If he becomes a Champion in this Five-Wizard Tournament, wouldn't we be guaranteed to win?"

Minerva McGonagall saw things much more clearly. Due to his age and physical condition, especially after attacking in coordination with his cane, Moody had already expended a great deal of stamina. His defeat was only to be expected.

Wizet let out a light breath and lowered his wand.

The hand Moody had been using to support himself on his wooden leg swept downward, and he actually drew a wand from inside