The once chaotic Great Hall suddenly became orderly.
The students sat quietly in the stands, waiting.
The students who came in from outside the Great Hall were somewhat surprised to see the changes, but they were quickly invited to sit in the stands. Their friends enthusiastically introduced them to the model duels.
Harry turned to look at the two professors, then at the composed Silan, somewhat confused about the situation.
Never mind.
"My turn, draw!" Harry shouted.
He drew several attack cards this time and used them all at once, but still couldn't break through Silan's defense.
When it was Silan's turn, he simply uttered two words: "Draw a card."
The card drawer instantly spat out five command cards, which floated in front of him, including a two-cost Spells card.
By this round, both sides have increased their action points to 4, which means they can play more cards and the battle will become more intense.
The audience's eyes lit up when they saw the Spells card, and they started cheering and shouting:
"Go, Prewett!"
"The best defense is a good offense!"
"I've never seen this card before, let's use it and see!"
Silan ignored their shouts and simply used four defensive cards, discarding the Spells card.
His goal was to showcase these model toys for as long as possible to pique everyone's interest and spark discussion; ending it too early would be ineffective.
Moreover, he made this card-drawing device himself, so he can control it freely and draw whatever cards he wants; everything is under his control.
There's absolutely no need to rush.
When they saw that Silan had discarded the Spells cards, some impatient viewers immediately became unhappy and started shouting.
"You folded this hand Prewett? Do you even know how to play?"
"If you don't know how to play, then don't play! Defense cards have very limited effect against Spells cards; you've already learned that the hard way several times!"
"You already have four action points. Even if you use that Spells card, you can still use two more defense cards. What are you doing?"
These spectators wished they could go up there and fight it themselves.
Professor McGonagall frowned as she heard the growing commotion, intending to offer a warning, but Hermione, who had just arrived, beat her to it.
"Quiet! Don't disturb their thinking!" Hermione shouted like a lioness, her little face tense.
"Miss Granger is right," Professor McGonagall agreed.
The audience members who had been shouting earlier all fell silent, and after calming down, they felt a wave of fear.
"How dare they say such things to Prewett?" Recalling Silan's various deeds, the group felt a chill run down their spines.
Snape gave Hermione an approving look.
"Miss Granger did a great job. No wonder we're childhood sweethearts; our relationship is just so good."
He smiled with a hint of satisfaction.
Silan turned to look at Hermione, smiled at her, and Hermione nodded slightly at him.
Childhood sweethearts who grew up together always protect each other in front of outsiders; they're used to it.
In the following rounds, Silan continued his defensive tactics, consistently increasing his defense.
Harry's good luck seemed to have run out. For several rounds in a row, he only drew basic cards, and even using all his attack cards, he couldn't break through Silan's defense. Only when he occasionally drew Spells card could he actually cause some damage to Silan's Hippogriff model.
Through persistent effort, Harry successfully dimmed Silan's model.
"It looks like Prewett is going to lose," the students in the stands whispered among themselves.
"I told you this defensive tactic wouldn't work! Offense is the best defense. If it were me, I would have defeated Potter long ago!" a spectator sighed, shaking his head.
Draco craned his neck to look at the table, his heart pounding with anxiety, like an ant on a hot pan.
"Both of them have flawed tactics. If it were me, I could take on both of them by myself!" Draco sighed deeply, as if lamenting his bad luck and lack of opportunity to show his skills.
Some viewers found the back-and-forth between Harry and Silan uninteresting, consisting of nothing but pointless attacks and defenses, and decided to leave.
Even Snape in the stands couldn't sit still.
We can't lose to Potter!
He gripped the hem of his robe tightly, gritted his teeth, and glared at Silan, saying grimly, "Prewett, wake up! Don't sleep, this is a duel!"
Silan also felt that the time was right; if she dragged it out any longer, everyone would leave, so she simply stopped pretending.
"Draw the cards," Silan said in a commanding tone.
The card drawer seemed to understand him, instantly spitting out 5 Spells cards.
The audience in the stands gasped in surprise, half of them standing up and squinting at the five cards in front of Silan.
Draw 5 Spells cards at once!
We can't play defensive cards anymore, can we?
Everyone grew expectant, anxiously awaiting Silan's next move.
Silan gently swept his wand across the five command cards in front of him, three of which transformed into streams of light and disappeared one by one into the Hippogriff model.
The model, which had been listless just moments before, suddenly became energetic, its wings spread wide, and it spun into the air.
"It flew up?" The audience was stunned, quite surprised.
Logically speaking, Hippogriffs should indeed be able to fly, so why haven't they been shown to fly before?
Was a special command token used?
The audience suppressed their curiosity and continued watching.
"Incendio!"
"Petrificus Totalus!"
Silan's Hippogriff model unleashed two Spells in quick succession, sending Harry's model staggering backward until it finally turned into a gray, rocky shape.
"It's over?"
"No, I remember Prewett used 3 cards!"
Before the whispers of the audience had even subsided, Silan's Hippogriff model flapped its wings and unleashed several translucent wind blades.
The Harry model instantly Diffindo without any resistance.
"He finished it off in one go?!" The audience was stunned.
Harry was also somewhat surprised. "Three cards and you can beat me?"
Commentator Lee Jordan paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered his duty and announced, "Prewett has won!"
There was no cheering as expected; the audience seemed still savoring Silan's performance.
"That's not right. With 4 action points, how can Prewett possibly play 3 Spells cards?" someone suddenly asked.