204- Gemma Vs Daphne

    Gemma Farley, the seventh-year prefect, was a familiar face to the younger Slytherin students, as she was the one responsible for hosting the house''s welcoming ceremony for new students.

    Now in her final year, Gemma boasted an impressive record of Outstanding grades across all her O.W.L.s.

    If she could maintain such excellence in her N.E.W.T.s, her future would undoubtedly be bright.

    Tonight, she had come to the Dueling Club purely to spectate and enjoy the show.

    However, witnessing her young housemate''s remarkable performance had taken her by surprise.

    A six-match winning streak—what a way to elevate the reputation of their house!@@@@

    It had also sparked Gemma''s competitive spirit. She wanted to see if she could hold her own against this younger girl who hadn''t even been at Hogwarts for two full years.

    What were kids eating these days to make them so formidable?

    When Gemma stepped forward to challenge Daphne, a buzz of whispers spread through the crowd of young witches and wizards.

    Given Gemma''s outstanding track record, many were optimistic that she could "turn the tide."

    After all, if a second-year student managed to defeat the entire school, where would that leave everyone else''s dignity?

    At this point, the spectators weren''t even thinking about teaching the fierce little girl on stage a lesson anymore—they just wanted to save face.

    "Good evening, Prefect," Daphne greeted Gemma politely, showing a well-mannered and endearing side in front of the typically kind prefect.

    "Incredible. You''ve truly amazed us all," Gemma said, her face lighting up with a gentle smile. "I''m genuinely curious to see which of us is stronger at this moment."

    "Then let''s duel."

    As with the previous six matches, the duel began at Professor Flitwick''s signal.

    Facing the well-acclaimed senior, Daphne adopted an unusually aggressive approach, starting with three consecutive attack spells Rhys had taught her.

    "Protego!"

    Daphne''s first spell was deflected by the translucent shield. Her second spell shattered the Shield Charm''s defense, but the classic protective charm bought Gemma just enough time to sidestep the third attack.

    With a swift motion, she pointed her wand directly at Daphne.

    A surge of danger welled up in Daphne''s chest. She quickly dodged to the side, and in the next moment, a sharp "whoosh" came from where she had just been standing. The spell narrowly missed her, slicing a large tear in her sleeve.

    If she hadn''t moved in time, the match might already have been decided.

    Daphne knew all too well that if the duel continued at this stalemate, she would inevitably lose.

    Gemma was different from other upper-year students—she seemed to have a wealth of real duel experience. Engaging in an extended battle with someone like that could only end one way for Daphne.

    In such a situation, it would come down to who made fewer mistakes, and Daphne had little confidence in that regard.

    There was only one option left. She gripped her necklace tightly.

    In the next instant, a remarkably powerful attack spell shot toward Gemma. Simultaneously, Daphne cast three more attack spells around Gemma, aiming to restrict her movement.

    Gemma''s face changed the moment she sensed the overwhelming power in the spell.

    She quickly reached into her robes, pulled out a small vial, and hurled it to the ground.

    The vial shattered on impact, and its fine, sandy contents scattered across the dueling platform.

    As the sand merged with the platform, the previously solid ground suddenly became as soft and fluid as water, and Gemma "sank" into it in an instant.

    Once she disappeared beneath the surface, the soil on the platform hardened again.

    The three professors watching nearby and the students in the audience widened their eyes in shock. What kind of maneuver was that?!

    Rhys was equally astonished.

    From his observations, the small vial of sand Gemma had thrown had activated some form of "field effect" that altered the platform''s soil, making it extraordinarily pliable and easy to manipulate.

    "Tsk!"

    If Gemma truly possessed such a technique, Daphne knew she wouldn''t stand a chance. Her strongest attack was a one-time move, and if Gemma could simply hide within the platform, Daphne would have no way to break through her defenses.

    Daphne''s spell struck the platform, shattering half of its surface.

    The entire Great Hall was instantly engulfed in a cloud of dust and debris.

    The younger witches and wizards standing near the platform were all covered in a layer of dirt, their faces smeared with ash.

    But they had no time to complain. All they wanted to know was—who had won?

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