Hogwarts: Start with Phoenix Bloodline

"Game start!"Snape ordered

"Shattered to pieces!"

"All petrified!"

"Fainted!"

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Thirteen senior students immediately concentrated on launching a fierce attack on Peter.

He also continued to cooperate and attacked one after another, leaving the opponent unable to find a chance to counterattack.

Although Peter despised them just now, he did not dare to look down on these people. After all, these people are all seventeen or eighteen-year-old wizards, and they are all children of pure-blood families. They have all been exposed to black magic, and their combat power is no weaker than that of adult wizards.!

Peter waved his wand with all his concentration, constantly challenging the spells that flew towards him, and moved closer to him step by step.

Then he seized the opportunity and casually flicked a magic spell directed at him into the crowd on the opposite side.

With a scream, one of the challengers, a boy, was violently thrown away, hit the wall, and then fell heavily, motionless.

This caused a commotion among the challengers, who all panicked.

"Calm down! He is just one person, but there are thirteen of us here!"Foley encouraged loudly.

"Now there are only twelve people left!"A boy next to me reminded Nono.

"Travers, shut up, you don't need to remind me! Foley said angrily.

Foley's words still had an effect. The attacks of the twelve men stabilized again and they launched attacks at Peter with all their strength.

Apart from being a little unfamiliar at the beginning, Peter became more and more skilled in dealing with the attacks of these people.

He did not set up the Iron Armor Curse on himself, but took an offensive approach, steadily approaching these people, and constantly deflecting the attacking curses.

The closer Peter got to them, the more anxious and panicked they became. Hundreds of missiles flew away in the process. After casting the spell, Peter became more and more proficient. The fused genetic blood gave him extraordinary sensitivity. He began to try to adjust the direction of the spell that attacked him.

Living up to Peter's expectations, this time Peter easily The curse bounced back to a girl opposite.

With a scream, the girl flew up as if she was hit hard by a sandbag, and then fell far away from the stage and passed out.

From this moment on, Peter's offensive became fiercer, and the magic spells he flew away became more and more accurate. With screams, the challengers were knocked out one by one like dumplings! If you are lucky, you will fall. On soft things like sofas, those who were unlucky would hit the wall hard and then fall off.

Others fell directly into the onlookers. The onlookers reacted quickly and jumped in time before they fell. Avoided.

Therefore, these unlucky people did not encounter the flesh pad and fell down hard. They were not stunned by the curse at this time.

But after a while, only a dozen people were left. The next three people stood opposite Peter, including Foley.

The other two were lucky not to be hit by the rebounding spell, and Foley was deliberately left by Peter.

After all, as an organizer, he had to You have to take good care of Foley before you can be worthy of him. You have spent so much effort to bring yourself down.

The three people on the stage looked at Peter walking over in panic.

They didn't expect that after integrating more than a dozen people, they couldn't win. Peter was defeated so miserably!

Peter smiled at them, and then changed his attack.

After all, he had just attached the Iron Armor Curse to his wand, and he had deflected the spells one by one without launching any attacking magic. Curse.

He waved his wand in a spiral shape, and while the curse was rebounding towards him, he shot another fierce repel curse towards the opposite side, successfully hitting the two people on Foley's left and right at the same time.

Accompanied by two tragic sounds. Yelling, the two of them fell out heavily.

The person who was hit by the repelling spell had his head hit the ceiling hard, and then fell down again!

The people around him were worried about whether this guy's neck was broken. ?

"Now, Foley, it seems we are the only ones left!"Peter looked at him with a smile and said.

Foley looked at Peter opposite, with panic and fear in his eyes, and sweat was already pouring from his forehead.

The wand pointed at Peter was trembling, and even the spell could not be cast for a moment. Not sent out

"You won't attack me anymore?"Peter seemed to have been waiting for a long time. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and then he said impatiently,"In that case, let me do it instead! I just blocked your spell for a long time, and my hands are a little sore!"

"I…！"Foley looked at Peter's eyes, felt bad, and wanted to admit defeat.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Peter waved his hand, and something seemed to be stuck in his throat. His face turned red and he couldn't make a sound.

Then, with a smile on his face, Peter waved his wand, and Foley felt like he was hit hard in the stomach by an iron fist.

In an instant, he felt pain that he had never experienced before. His stomach was churning and he wanted to vomit, but his mouth was tightly stuck together.

In the end, vomit came out of his nostrils, causing Forli to burst into tears.

Foley wanted to throw his wand away and raise his hands in surrender.

But Peter across from him seemed to have read through his mind, and with a silent spell, he stuck the wand firmly on his hand.

Both hands were holding up the wand involuntarily, as if fighting against it.

"It seems that you want to continue the challenge with me! He truly deserves to be the heir to the Foley family, and his indomitable spirit deserves praise!"Peter said with an expression full of appreciation.

Then, with Foley's eyes filled with tears and pleading, he slowly said,"In that case, I will continue to compete with you. If you are seriously injured, I will send you away. Go to Madam Pomfrey's, don't worry."

Then with Foley's desperate eyes, Peter waved his wand, and Foley suddenly felt like he was being pricked by countless needles. He was in so much pain that he wanted to scream, but his mouth couldn't make a sound.

He looked across the way. Peter, who was still smiling, felt like he had seen a demon.

His whole body seemed to be controlled by the other party! This reminded him of the effect of the Imperius Curse.

However, unlike the Imperius Curse's feeling of being in the clouds, he Now I feel real, endless pain

"There you go, Peter York! Foley has lost!"Snape, who was on the side, noticed Foley's eyes, and quickly waved his wand. The spell that Peter had cast on Foley was instantly interrupted. As soon as

Foley was unbound, he collapsed to the ground with the rest of his life intact. , and then burst into tears. The eighteen-year-old man sat on the ground without any scruples, crying until he was in tears.

"Professor, Foley didn't admit defeat himself, so you made the decision for him. Peter said with regret.

Snape looked at Peter deeply and said disapprovingly,"He is a student after all, you can't punish him in this way!" Besides, you are still the chief of the academy, so don’t forget your responsibilities!"

"Professor, I don’t agree with this! When Foley and the others want to challenge me, I will no longer be the chief! And he is just my opponent!

If he is upright and wants to challenge me, I welcome him very much.

But if you want to use such disgusting methods to maintain their so-called pure-blood advantage, then don't blame me for being ruthless! Peter spoke and looked sternly at Foley who was on the ground. Foley, who was sobbing, trembled when he saw Peter's eyes, and then quickly shouted,"I give up, I give up!""

""Tsk," Peter sneered, not bothering to look at him anymore. He turned to Snape with a smile and said,"Dean, you can announce it now.""

Snape looked at Peter, then at the frightened Foley, and at the people lying around, and suddenly he had a headache.

"Winner, Peter York! Snape announced, then asked,"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge Peter York?""

The students below looked at each other and shook their heads quickly. Who dares to go! This is a fierce man who single-handedly picked off thirteen senior students. They don't want to die!

"Well, this year’s academy chief is still Peter York! The heads of each grade this school year must be responsible for him!"Snape announced.

The junior students who were watching looked at Peter with admiration. Even Draco, who was dragging his brother, looked at Peter with excitement, as if he had met his idol.

As for the senior students Students, although they knew that Peter was strong in the past, they had no specific comparison.

But now the thirteen people on stage, who are basically the best in their grade, were still beaten to death by Peter.

This shocked them and they all Look at him with complicated eyes.

You must know that he is only in the fourth grade now. Compared with him, those who call themselves the proud sons of heaven suddenly pale in comparison!

"Okay, the battle for chief is over, everyone goes back to their dormitories! Snape shouted.

Then he looked at Peter who was doing nothing angrily, pulled him over, pointed at the moaning and groaning people lying on the ground, and said,"Now these people are left to you!" Send them to the infirmary for treatment quickly, don't delay the next class!"

"Ah, why is it me? Peter said helplessly,"Professor, you see I have been beaten for so long and still beaten by so many people. I am very tired. How about you ask the prefect to take charge?""

"Beat you up? I'm afraid I won't be beaten by you!"The corner of Snape's mouth twitched. He finally saw how shameless this guy was. He said angrily,"These people were all injured by you. Send them to treatment yourself. I don't want these idiots to catch up with them. The first lesson! And don’t forget you are the chief! This is your responsibility!"

"Ah, I miss senior Anthony Clyde who has graduated. With him here, I don’t have to worry about so many things! Peter looked at the dozen wounded on the ground and sighed.

Then his eyes lit up and he said to Snape,"Professor, my deputy chief can still be used, right?" I think William Orff, who is in the seventh grade, is a good candidate. Professor, I want to promote him to be my deputy chief and manage the affairs of the college for me. What do you think?"

Snape looked at Peter with strange eyes, and then said helplessly,"It's up to you. As long as nothing happens, I won't bother to care about you!"

"Thank you Professor! Peter said with a smile.

Then he turned around and shouted loudly to William Orff, the president of the seventh grade:"Orff, with the consent of Dean Snape, I officially appoint you as the deputy chief of the college. From now on." I'll leave the affairs in the academy to you! William

Orff, who was waiting for the meeting, suddenly looked surprised and said loudly and gratefully:"Chief, don't worry, I will take care of it for you!""

"Professor, look, isn’t this solved?"Peter turned his head and said proudly.

Snape was speechless for a moment, leaving behind the words"Finish this place!"", turned around and left the common room.

Peter then looked at the grateful wounded on the ground, with a smile on his face, and said gently,"Don't worry, as the chief, I will send you to the school infirmary! Make sure you all make it to the first class tomorrow!"