Battle Royale 4
Chapter 142: Battle Royale 4
The vegetable patch was a chaotic scene, screams and laughter echoing, having long since drawn the attention of countless onlookers.
Many students had gathered to watch, peering through the fence gaps.
In the fourth round, Wade, now forbidden from using the Engorgement Charm, truly showcased his abilities.
He used the Disillusionment Charm and Nonverbal Spell in conjunction with sneak attacks.
The Supersensory Charm enhanced his perception.
Avis destroyed traps.
The Duplicating Charm replicated pumpkins and vines, causing everyone who thought they knew the terrain to trip and stumble.
Slippery Slope made Fred, who was preparing a sneak attack, slide directly into a pumpkin.
The Levitation Charm knocked Neville down.
The Immobilization Charm prevented Theo, hidden in the vines, from breaking free, forcing him to surrender.
The Flipping Charm sent Harry flying two and a half rotations in the air. When he landed, disoriented, he was easily taken down by Petrificus Totalus.
Wade was, of course, equally proficient with the Tripping Charm, Stunning Spell, Disarming Charm, and others. He also maintained a constant Shield Charm, deflecting spells that struck him.
It was only when the last person was defeated and Wade remained completely unharmed that they truly grasped the disparity.
Wade alone knew more spells than all of them combined.
Moreover, most of them had to stand still and aim to cast spells effectively. If they ran, their success rate dropped below fifty percent, and hitting their target became entirely a matter of luck.
It was also during this confrontation that Wade realized even more deeply how much Professor Flitwick's notes and teachings had helped him.
In regular dueling practice, the Young Wizards seemed to be on a similar level. At most, Wade's spells were a bit more powerful, his light beams a bit thicker.
But in a real fight, perhaps only one out of ten of other people's spells would be effective, while at least seven out of ten of Wade's spells would have an effect.
Combined with the advantage of the terrain, this made his one-against-nine look effortless.
However, Wade wasn't entirely satisfied.
He himself had been hit several times, and once, during a group attack, his Shield Charm was almost broken.
Exhausted, everyone sat on the ground, reflecting on their performance.
Just then, a voice from outside the fence called out, "Hey, Fred, what are you guys doing? Count me in, okay?"
Fred turned his head.
It was Lee Jordan, his and his brother's roommate and friend.
Looking around again, everyone was startled. A large number of students had gathered outside the fence at some point, some pressing their faces against it, their eyes fixed on them with eager anticipation.
"Yeah, yeah! Let us play too!"
"That looks like so much fun!"
"Fred, George, for the sake of all those times we copied homework together, don't shut me out!"
Students would participate in Quidditch matches without missing a single one, even if they couldn't see the entire game. They had absolutely no resistance to this kind of competitive game.
Although Fred was eager to let Lee Jordan join, he didn't agree immediately. Instead, he looked at Wade.
Wade didn't mind more people joining the game. The more participants, the better it would test his own magical abilities.
He estimated the size of the field and asked, "Have them line up... Hagrid, can you maintain order? Fifty people at most at a time."
"Alright."
Hagrid readily agreed.
He loved the game so much that if it weren't for the inconvenience of participating, he would have joined himself.
Wade asked the others, "You can't possibly forbid me from using the Engorgement Charm this time, can you?"
Everyone's faces paled, but then they thought about how the pain would be distributed among more people, and their expressions immediately brightened with anticipation.
"What game are you playing?"
Lee Jordan asked excitedly as he entered.
Everyone looked at each other and said in unison, "Battle Royale!"
It was Wade against all of them.
...
"Ahhhhhhh—"
Screams pierced the sky.
Filch furiously searched through the school rules, found no suitable entry, and stormed off to find Dumbledore.
"Headmaster, this is a serious violation! They should all be caught and given detention!"
Filch said angrily.
"Calm down, Mr. Filch," Dumbledore said leisurely. "Look at the children, so full of life! I wonder if they'd let me join in..."
"Albus!" Professor McGonagall frowned. "The students will get hurt!"
Dumbledore popped a treacle fudge into his mouth and mumbled, "Madam Pomfrey has potions and bandages ready. And really, the children are more sensible than we give them credit for… Would you like a sweet, Minerva?"
"…Alright, thank you."
Seeing it wasn't Cockroach Clusters, Professor McGonagall reluctantly accepted.
"But I still wish you would prohibit such harmful…"
"Minerva."
Dumbledore interrupted her. "Have you ever seen a lion cub?"
Professor McGonagall paused, then said, "Of course."
Dumbledore said, "Then you must know that young animals always learn the skills they need to survive through play. Things like hunting, evading, or socializing."
"It's the same with our children."
"If they can't learn to use their wands through play, life will teach them in a different way."
"I only regret one thing now…"
"Why didn't I think of this game sooner?"
Professor McGonagall stopped talking. She turned and hurried away, intending to check with Madam Pomfrey about whether the Hospital Wing had enough supplies.
The white-bearded Headmaster narrowed his eyes slightly.
He had cast a spell, allowing him to clearly see what was happening in the vegetable patch even from a distance.
He saw Harry skillfully repel several large cockroaches, rescuing a terrified first-year girl who was crying.
He saw Theo of Hufflepuff pounce on the back of a praying mantis, working with Michael of Ravenclaw to take it down.
He saw Zabini of Slytherin and Ron of Gryffindor fighting off a spider siege together.
He saw Pansy screaming while clutching Hermione's hand tightly. Hermione yelled, repelling a dung beetle, and pulled Pansy towards a pumpkin with all her might.
He also saw Ravenclaw display courage, Hufflepuff display wisdom, Slytherin display friendship, and Gryffindor display resilience.
As they collectively fought against the terrifying insects, the students' usual conflicts seemed to vanish. They helped each other, even actively "sacrificing" themselves to protect others.
"How wonderful…"
Dumbledore wiped a tear from the corner of his eye, deeply moved.
Snape stood by the window, his face dark, making a note of every Slytherin student who performed poorly.
Even if it was just a game, he wouldn't allow his students to lose badly.
Professor Flitwick, standing beside him, spent most of his time watching Wade.
"Hmm, that spell was well cast… Oh, the timing was a bit off, but luckily the opponent didn't react… Be careful, be careful, that one is hiding under the longhorn beetle's belly, trying to ambush… Excellent! He blocked it!"
Professor Flitwick was so delighted he was bouncing and clapping, cheering, which Snape found incredibly irritating.
The one whose ambush failed was Crabbe of Slytherin.
He certainly had the courage to hide under the longhorn beetle's belly, but unfortunately, his spell was as weak as a few drops of water.
…
Lockhart, meanwhile, felt inspired.
If I win in this kind of game, I'll definitely be the center of attention, and all the students will adore me…
After watching for a while, he changed his mind again.
No, no, no… It's still too dangerous… And it would damage my image…
Why not start a dueling club instead? It would surely be popular and safe…
Lockhart mumbled, rushing back to his office, determined to write a perfect proposal.
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