Duelo

Days went on and Viktor took his time. He would often talk to Vivien at the Ravenclaw table during breakfast, lunch or dinner. As a Ravenclaw like Vivien nothing is comparable to the pursuit of knowledge and it so happens that hanging out with one of the school idols would be hitting two birds with one stone. Hanging out with Viktor is like bringing along a portable library with you everywhere, it seemed to Vivien that Viktor's knowledge is very vast, well if she knew how vast it is she'd be in for another surprise.

The two got closer and closer everyday and are basically in a relationship if only one of them would already spill the beans and talk about their feelings for one another. Viktor didn't know how to say it to Vivien afraid of failing and ruining what they'd already built, while Vivien as a proper lady wouldn't normally take the initiative to confess her feelings for Viktor.

*sigh* The two of them couldn't understand themselves, they didn't normally act like this but here they are still awkward to talk hearts.

"I Anton Kingsley challenge Lord Viktor Krum of house Krum to a duel!"

'It's one of those days huh? At least he is more polite than the previous ones.'

Viktor rolled his eyes at the sudden declaration of the fifth year senior student. It wasn't the first time that someone challenged him to a duel at the span of time that he stayed in Hogwarts. It began three days after he started hanging out with Vivien, some members from Vivien's supposed 'fan' club couldn't take it anymore and wanted to defend their idol from the beast that has 'laid siege on her castle wall', whatever that meant. They were mostly beaten senseless in one 'flipendo tria' spell without even being able to flick their expensive wands.

Thus started the line of challenges for Viktor, an almost daily task that he has grown very fond of as he got to legally beat up people while putting them in their proper pecking order. Some challengers tried the sword and some with magic, some with knowledge and others with potions, it didn't make a difference as they all lost to the 'peerless transfer' in a landslide. They are incomparable trash in front of a true gem, some of them even dropped out or transferred due to fear and humiliation but the challenges continued albeit fewer and fiercer challengers came at him this time around.

"And how would you like to settle this master Anton? You must know that there's always a stake for those who wish to challenge me. Ten thousand galleons. If you can't take out this amount then please stop wasting my..... time."

A small pouch flew into his hand, Viktor opened the pouch, checked the contents and nodded his head satisfied with the amount inside it. He established the ten thousand galleon rule when the challenges started, it was one of the main reasons why fewer people are able to challenge him. Not many students can just dish out ten thousand galleons for a bet at their age. Their monthly budget wouldn't even amount to five hundred galleons, actually not even two hundred to many students and some people don't even have fifty, so the bet is a very lucrative amount that only few can afford.

"Heir Harold James Potter, would you please be our referee?"

Viktor tossed the pouch that came from Anton plus another one from himself to Harry who was standing not far from him while winking at the boy who lived with a smile. Harry quickly caught both pouches and checked their contents before nodding his head to both parties, clearly agreeing to mediate in this particular duel.

The male students are already cheering for their champion while making side bets with one another while the female kept on gossiping (whispering actually) with each other. This also has been a common occurrence in Hogwarts whenever there's duels for Viktor or other students which is rare and some people are surely making tons of money from it.

"So Anton Have you made up your mind?"

Viktor asked his challenger.

"Sword. Let's fight using swords."

Gasp*

There were talks of shock in the background about Anton, it looks like someone finally recognised him much to Anton's relief. It seems that the guy was rather famous for welding the sword in his earlier years in Hogwarts, but since sword fighting is treated as an obsolete way of fighting by most of the wizarding communities around the world, many nobles still practices the art in leisure, some very intensely and his challenger belongs to the latter one.

"Alright, suit yourself."

Viktor took out a silver fencing sword from out of nowhere while his foe also prepared his rapier.

"Alright. I assume that both of you knows that the only rule is not killing your opponent. Yes? Great. Now I toss this knut and you two may start the moment it hits the floor. Understood?"

Both Viktor and his opponent nodded their heads in understanding. Potter became assured that they remembered the rules. The two took ten steps away from each other when Harry took out a coin, with a flick of his thumb the coin travelled up spinning quickly into the air.

Ting* (signifies the beginning of the duel)

Anton suddenly vanished from where he stood and reappeared behind Viktor like he teleported there which shocked Viktor at the level of skill his foe was able to get himself into. The rapier was already swung downwards but was met with an upward guard and a horizontal counter swing after redirecting the energy from the blow. Antonio didn't wait for the sword to touch him and jumped backwards like an agile monkey, shock is visible in his face, he trained all his life just to reach the peak of body strength, he was able to finally reach his peak and started improving very slowly from then on, his opponent being able to match his skills only means that he should be on par, if not stronger than he is.

'Interesting'

Anton smiled and rushed in once again, faster and faster are his strikes, aiming at the most vital parts that could have crippled or killed many of his peers.

"Hahahahahahahahaha! You are strong!"

Anton is likened to a beast on a rampage. His attacks with his rapier carried a fierce red aura in each of his swings and his eyes are crazed while he was laughing out loud like a sex maniac who saw legumes after a long while of abstinence.

He must have revealed his darker side in this duel, why would anyone show anyone their crazed maniacal state in front of everyone if not for his instincts taking over people liked to hide their uglier side.

His opponent continued to retreat and defend with his sword like a venomous snake waiting for an opportunity to strike.

............

"I wish I could say the same to you."

Viktor propped up his sword and suddenly burst in speed and strength much like how Anton has been doing the whole time. Anton couldn't believe what he was seeing and was reeling for a moment his mouth wanted to utter words that could not be said but in the end decided to ask. He refocused on the match once again and attacked with reckless abandon, most students could not even follow the paths of their blades, only the more powerful ones are capable of telling what was actually happening in this battle.

'Anton is losing.'

In fact, the only reason why this duel did not end as quickly as it should have is only because Viktor found Anton's use of magic very interesting. Even when he did not cast a single spell on the course of this match, his magic was very active from beginning up to now. Viktor's analysis came out with shocking results. Anton is actually using magic to temporarily augment his body physique, like a buff skill from a game where the person under its effects would gain terrifying boost in every aspect of the body from senses, perception to raw strength and speed.

After clashing with Anton a few times, Viktor's virtual intelligence was able to replicate the process and have even made suggestions for improvements to the already amazing technique. The result...

"I lost... In this duel. This is not the end of it Krum, we shall see each other again."

It looks like Anton is a man who knew when to quit and quickly dropped the pan before he got hurt. He sheathed his rapier then took one last look at Viktor before turning around and parting the noisy crowd that surrounded the two of them.

'This matter isn't over pretty boy. It was just me who was being jealous before, but now you are in deeper s**t. Just where did you learn our family's 'Ancient Body Arts'?'

Anton quickly walked towards his quarters sat down in his study table, wrote a letter to his family head about the matters that occurred today and had it delivered by the owl express. The oblivious Viktor on the other hand simply walked happily to his next class, he just learned something that normally would have taken years if not decades of research in a single duel's worth of time so how can he not be happy at the moment?

In fact he had already thought about this field but he didn't have anything to start the whole thing with, and now he finally have something to work on, he became ecstatic.

'The world is always bigger than what is seen from the movie screens, there was not a shred of information about this type of magic in my database, who knows what else I can find out here. Alright let's call this area of magic study "buff magic" for now as it's very similar in function, but I may change it later if I can dig some more on the topic. Have the Kingsleys be a subject for a thorough check, I want every bit of data they can find about this magic technique. For now, I'll deal with the person hiding in front first.'

His lips curved upward and his eyes glowed strangely more vibrant, Viktor then walked at a normal pace when he reached the place where the hidden person is at. A hand suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him into a corner of the well hidden spot in the castle corridor.

"Now that you have captured me, what are you going to do next miss Lockhart? Are you going to violate me or something?"

Viktor asked while smiling at Vivien who looked like she was puffing her cheeks in 'irritation'.

'Hmph! This rascal definitely knew I was hiding here.'

Her cheeks began to have a pinkish tint to them as her eyes suddenly lost focus and her heart beat became faster and faster like a hopping rabbit. She seemed to be thinking about something and hesitating about it, the process took a few moments and then her eyes had a resolute glint flash inside of them.

Viktor who was teasing her smiled even more after seeing her act like this. Standing so close to Vivien is his new addiction, her scent, her eyes, her hair, her lips... everything about her is like a fatal trap laid down by the Gods in his path to make him stumble.

('Hayst tangina nadale na.')

'Just what is this silly girl thinking by dragging me in here?'

[The target. Miss Vivien is secreting high levels of various types of hormones... Analysis shows the following modes of possible action/situation. Estrogen is increased by thirty percent suggesting that the target is now ready for sexual intercourse or is under a very mentally challenging experience that needs venting out (dangerous situations)... end of analysis report.]

It was an brief analysis report from the virtual Intelligence that he wished he didn't have to ever read.

".....!!!"

'What the...' (Viktor)