Daily News: The Prophet of Hogwarts

Chapter 54 Longbottom punches the red-hatted man.

"The professor has made it very clear. There are fifty red hats in total. If it's a single college, even if you bring out all the red hats, you can only get a maximum of fifty points."

If the two colleges were to compete, they would each receive less than fifty points.

But if the two colleges cooperate, each can get fifty points!

Hermione stood in front of the door, very close to Ryan, and only then did he notice that Hermione's eyes were a little red and swollen.

Based on last night's brawl, he knew Hermione was crying because of her House Grades. He felt Hermione was still too focused on her grades and planned to talk to the little witch after class.

Back when Penelope enrolled, she was also focused on earning points for the academy. She was easily persuaded by Ryan's words and lost interest in the Academy Cup after that.

By the way, Vio and I are on good terms because I did him a small favor. Why am I on good terms with Penelope... Ryan pondered.

Ryan couldn't figure out the answer.

Ryan stopped thinking.

Hermione, eager to earn more House Points to make up for the deficit, mustered up her courage to make a suggestion, and Harry, who also wanted to make up for the Jewels deficit, agreed with her.

Two of the most prestigious students in the first year agreed, and the little lions, thinking of the House Hourglass, also agreed to Hermione's suggestion.

The badger cubs are usually gentle and never fight or compete. As soon as they heard that they could cooperate, they immediately agreed.

So everyone began to divide into groups.

Ryan looked at the young wizards who were dreaming of gaining fifty points from each academy, and remained noncommittal.

Even though the Red Hats have been weakened to a pulp, these little wizards with zero combat ability are not so easy to defeat.

Unless they employ a human wave tactic, with the entire class ganging up on a red-hatted individual.

Otherwise, it would be better to have three to five people handle a Red Hat who has extensive practical experience...

Ryan held a negative view.

He followed the young wizard inside, just in case.

The young wizards seem quite confident, planning to take on a red hat in groups of four... Ryan mentally prepared himself to watch the young wizards' antics.

He was just a little disappointed that he couldn't bring snacks or leave the class until noon.

Neville of Gryffindor and Hannah of Hufflepuff are in the same group.

After several failed spellcasting attempts, Neville was tackled to the ground by Red Hat.

The other three quickly cast spells to try and stop the red hat; some used minor evil spells, while others used the levitation charm they had learned in their charms class.

But facing an evil magical creature for the first time, and with one of their companions already knocked down, they were all under immense pressure.

Under this pressure, Hannah's hands trembled slightly, and her levitation spell missed Red Hat and instead struck Neville in the waist.

Attacking teammates and protecting opponents is something inexperienced wizards excel at, but Miss Abbott seems to be having good luck... Ryan saw that the item in Neville's waist pocket was affected by a spell and floated up with a whoosh.

Perhaps because Hannah Abbott's spellcasting was not standardized enough, what was hit by the Levitation Charm should not be called levitation, but rather launch.

After the projectile, accompanied by a sharp whoosh, struck and knocked Red Hat off his hat, Neville finally realized: "The Memory Orb my grandma gave me!"

He didn't know where the strength came from, but he rolled off the ground and stood up, ignoring the wand that had fallen to the ground, and lunged at the red hat.

Seeing this, Red Hat steadied himself, gripped the memory ball with his right hand, and reached out with his left to grab Neville.

But Longbottom seized the opportunity to grab his left hand, rushed forward, and kicked the red-hatted man to the ground.

Neville took another step forward, pressing his foot against the man's chest, raising his apple-sized fist, and looking at the red-hatted man, he said, "You took the memory orb my grandma gave me!"

With that, he threw a punch right across the red-hatted man's face, causing blood to gush out and his nose to be crooked to one side. It was as if a sauce and oil shop had been opened, with salty, sour, and spicy sauces all gushing out at once.

Red Hat couldn't struggle, and the memory ball lay discarded to the side. All she could hear was screaming, "Aaaaaaahhhhhh!"

Neville hesitated for a moment after receiving the memory orb. Ryan was certain that the momentary lapse of Neville's temper had passed and the normal Neville had returned.

He had thought that without that kind of bravery, Neville might be taken down by Red Hat again.

But Neville gave him a surprise.

Neville remained silent for a moment, then mustered his courage and raised his fist to continue beating Red Hat.

What a helpless young lion, what a Neville Longbottom... Lane thought to himself with admiration.

Neville's teammates were also shocked, never expecting that their teammate was actually a boxing champion!

"That's right! The professor said we can deal with evil and protect ourselves in any way we want!" Hannah was extremely excited at this sight. She wasn't very good at handling pressure and found it difficult to successfully cast spells under pressure, but that didn't mean she couldn't fight under pressure!

She rushed forward as well, raised her fist the size of an orange, and punched the screaming red-hatted boy.

Seeing that help had arrived, Neville became even more energetic and threw a heavy punch.

The red-hatted man's eye sockets and eyebrows were pierced, his eyelids split open, and his pupils darted in and out, as if a colorful silk shop had been opened, with red, black, and purple colors bursting out.

Their teammates were dumbfounded, never expecting that there were two boxing champions in this small team of four!

They looked at each other with inquiring eyes.

"Hey buddy, you know boxing?"

"No way! Hogwarts never taught boxing!"

"Thank goodness, I thought I was the only one who couldn't box!"

What do we do now?

"Let's go! We're a team, we can't let them fight alone!"

After their exchange, the two simultaneously let out a roar and rushed towards the boxing ring, joining Neville and Hannah in a purely manual persuasion of Red Hat.

Ryan left to check on the other groups.

"Did I say something wrong...?" On the way, he was a little worried that Neville had developed a habit of using his fists to fight magic, and that Dumbledore might come after him.

"Let's see in future practical classes. If Neville really develops this habit, I might really invite him to join the Adventurers' Club to research the martial arts transformation of magic... I think I encountered some ancient wizarding relics before, something like this unconventional..."

"I can also use that master's work to guide his research into melee magic..."

My initial worry vanished, and I felt like I had a much wider world to explore.

Ryan believed that as long as one opened their mind, magic had great potential.

Who says only those who wave wands can be wizards?!

He imagined that when Voldemort returned full of confidence, Longbottom, the God of War at Hogwarts, would suddenly appear and defeat Voldemort so badly that he would be completely disoriented, shouting "Eighteen Subduing Demon Palms" all the while.

"Professor, what are you laughing at?" Hermione asked as she saw Ryan approaching from elsewhere with a mischievous grin on his face.

"I've thought of something happy," Ryan replied.

That's the truth. This kind of art style is just too delightful. Even with his immense willpower, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Hermione frowned. If she hadn't learned from Penelope that Ryan would never laugh at someone for a spell's failure, she would have suspected that it was Ryan's mockery that she had only managed to cast the spell on her third attempt.