As soon as Professor Flitwick had said he wanted a student volunteer, Zhang Xiao had felt a vague premonition. When the moment actually came, he was hardly surprised.
The young witches and wizards couldn't help turning to look at him. Many who weren't tall enough even stood on tiptoe and craned their necks, eagerly watching the spectacle.
The four little ones quietly encouraged him, while Cedric and Cho told the students from the other two houses just how strong Zhang was.
Zhang Xiao smiled, gave everyone a reassuring gesture, and stepped onto the stage.
Professor Flitwick jumped down from the Auspicious Cloud. Small as he was, he had an imposing presence, with an ease and composure born of confidence.
Everyone clamped their mouths shut, afraid that even the slightest sound might disturb the duel onstage. One combatant was a renowned duelling champion; the other was a prominent figure at school.
They couldn't have been more invested!
Snape found an excellent vantage point. Arms folded, he leaned against a pillar, hiding himself in the shadows as he watched them with fathomless eyes.
The Tabby Cat in the corner got up and sat on top of a cabinet, watching intently.
Professor Flitwick was still speaking loudly:
"Duelling is still quite different from real combat. A duel aims only to defeat your opponent, and there are strict restrictions. Many spells cannot be used in duelling tournaments.
"But encountering a Dark Wizard is different. That is a matter of life and death!"
Having said that, he looked at Zhang Xiao and said with a warm smile:
"Zhang, don't be nervous. Show us what you can do!"
Zhang Xiao nodded. That was exactly what he intended! This was a rare opportunity to measure his own strength!
They bowed, each took seven steps backward, then turned