As Ke Wen slowly lifted into the air on his broom, the thoughts of resistance in his heart completely disappeared.
And with the disappearance of the resisting thoughts, Kewen felt that he was more sensitive to the control of the flying broom under him.
In the virtual game back then, Kewen had piloted various fighter planes and spaceships. Although the current flying broom does not have as many functions as fighter planes and spaceships, Kewen is also confident that he can play some tricks with the flying broom.
It's a pity that he is in class at this moment, and he can't do anything to disturb the class, so he can only wait for the opportunity in the future, and then enjoy it...
Next, Mrs. Hooch directed the students to have a short low-altitude flight experience, teaching them how to control the broom to turn and other simple movements in the air.
Unknowingly, one hour of class time passed, and the students reluctantly controlled the broom to land and put the teaching broom back to its original place.
Mrs. Hooch announced that the get out of class was over, and then used a spell to control all the brooms to float behind her and left quickly.
The students also started to walk towards the castle, but the ones who set off were all Gryffindor students, and the Slytherin kids didn't move. Instead, they gathered together and looked at Gryffindor with unfriendly eyes. There are many students here.
The abnormal situation was discovered by the Gryffindors, and everyone couldn't help but stop, and looked back at the Slytherins.
Seeing this, Ke Wen secretly sighed in excitement: "It's finally here."
Because the Slytherin bear children were so blatant, all the unkind eyes were focused on him.
"Covin Quinn!"
Finally, a Slytherin student couldn't help but speak loudly, arrogantly and contemptuously: "I want to duel with you!"
The Gryffindors were taken aback for a moment, and then there was an uproar.
"How dare you!"
"I'm going to tell the professor!"
…
The Gryffindor students began to fight for Ke Wen, and they gathered around Ke Wen, and they seemed very united at the moment.
"Hmph! Don't you guys claim to be the bravest Gryffindors?" The same Slytherin said in a mocking tone, "Why? Brave Gryffindors don't even dare to duel? Reporting to the professor? It's so embarrassing!"
"That's it."
"What a disgrace to Gryffindor House."
"What bravery, I think it's a coward..."
The Slytherin students started booing one after another, but their purpose was thus achieved.
The next moment, the students around Kewen changed their positions angrily and began to cheer up Kewen.
"Kevin promised them!"
"Yes! Teach them a lesson!"
"Teach them a lesson!"
"Let them be a group of stinky snakes who can only hide under the ground! Know how powerful our Gryffindor is!"
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Ke Wen secretly rolled his eyes. Sure enough, he shouldn't have any expectations of these little brats.
"What do you say? Cowen Quinn!" Seeing this, the leading Slytherin student looked at him with a complacent expression, raised his chin proudly, looked at Cowen and said, "If you don't dare You can admit defeat directly, and I won't hurt you, as long as you admit that you are a coward in the future!"
"Hey..." Under everyone's attention, Ke Wen sighed and shook his head, then looked at the Slytherin, and said helplessly: "You can tell me... why did you delay to trouble me until now? ?"
The Slytherins fell silent, apparently unwilling to answer the question.
"Hmph! It's okay to tell you!"
At this moment, one of the Slytherin camp suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.
Ke Wen looked away, but was slightly taken aback.
Because the person who spoke was the first person of the same age he met after he came to this world, and he was assigned to Slytherin's James Palmston.
"We asked the family about your information before." Little James said proudly and loudly: "You are not a noble pure blood like us, so we decided to teach you a lesson today, let you know that offending our noble pure blood The fate of the blood wizard."
Ke Wen looked at little James with deep eyes, and then smiled slightly: "Thank you."
Cowen is not a real eleven-year-old kid, so he couldn't hear the cryptic reminder from little James.
At the same time, Ke Wen also recalled why so many owl letters were sent to the Slytherin table on Wednesday.
Apparently, this group of Slytherin brats wrote letters to their families one after another on Tuesday, asking the parents about Kewen's information, so as to measure whether Kewen could be provoked by them.
After figuring out the cause and effect, Ke Wen didn't shrink back anymore, stepped forward, stood in the open space between the two groups of students, and smiled playfully: "Yes, I promise you a duel, who will come?"
"Of course it's me!" The leading Slytherin student was slightly taken aback when he saw this. He didn't expect Ke Wen to be so bold and really agreed to the duel he proposed, but he didn't think much about it, and after a response, he also stepped forward , came to the open space.
"I am inside..."
"Okay!" Ke Wen suddenly interrupted the other party's words, and said casually: "I don't care who you are, can we start the duel?"
"You!" The anonymous Slytherin had never seen Ke Wen come so unruly, and he couldn't help but feel his breath suffocated in his chest, and his face looked very embarrassed.
"Can you start quickly?" Ke Wen continued to sarcastically: "I don't have so much time to waste here with you."
"You! You! I must make you look good!" The Nameless shouted angrily.
"I'll be the referee for you!" Little James suddenly stepped forward at this moment, and at the same time gave Cowen an apologetic glance.
Seeing this, Ke Wen smiled at him: "Okay, thank you."
"Hmph!" Seeing this, Anonymous could only snort coldly, took out his wand, raised the wand above his head in a fancy way, and pointed the tip of the wand at Ke Wen.
"Kevin, cough...Kevin Quinn." Seeing this, little James said to Kewen, "It's time for you to prepare for the duel."
"No, you can directly announce the start." Ke Wen smiled and shook his head slightly.
Everyone was taken aback, Little James looked at Ke Wen inexplicably, nodded to confirm: "Okay."
Taking a step back, little James was silent for a moment, and then announced loudly: "The duel begins!"
"Snot—"
Anonymous had already prepared the magic, and as soon as Little James finished speaking, Anonymous chanted the spell aloud, and at the same time threw his wand at Cowen vigorously.
But Ke Wen still didn't take out his wand when he saw this, and he smiled slightly as the nameless man finished halfway through the spell.
next moment…
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