The look of disgust disappeared in a flash, and Fleur didn't plan to stand still with Krum anymore.
"Protego!"
Hearing the chant by Fleur, Krum thought she was trying to strengthen her defenses and didn't care too much.
The Dark Arts' name has been lost, and the spell is broken when he finds it.
The power of the original version will be several times stronger than it is now, and it can corrode all objects.
Unlike now, the black mud corrodes the marble floor is its limit, and it can't do anything about the special metal underneath.
But these are enough. No matter how many Shield Charm Fleur casts, Krum is confident it will eventually be broken by black mud.
But the next scene really shocked Krum's jaw.
As Fleur kept waving her wand, the shield formed by the Shield Charm was actually deforming.
This is something Krum has never heard of, let alone him. Even the Headmasters and professors on the referee's bench widened their eyes.
Watching the deformed Shield Charm gradually wrap the black mud, preventing it from entering an inch, Karkaroff couldn't sit still.
"Madame Maxime, is this the spell of your school?"
Several other Headmasters were also looking at Maxime. They had never seen this spell.
Maxime shook his head blankly. "I don't know, Fleur's training is all her own, to say where she learned it..."
Speaking of which, her eyes turned to Alvin, whose expression was still very flat.
Dumbledore and the others followed her gaze and fell into silence.
And Alvin's face is silent, and his heart is also delighted. Recently, Fleur's progress is still quite big.
In the past magical community, there was no accurate classification for the mastery of spells.
However, a person like Alvin, who was deeply influenced by various data analyses in his previous life, could not bear it.
Therefore, according to his understanding, he divided spell proficiency into several grades.
The most basic level is just mastered. You can cast spells, but sometimes it doesn't work.
Level 2 means that wizards can successfully use the spell with a 100% success rate, which means they have fully mastered it.
Level 3 proficiency means that the wizard has further researched the spell and can add some of his own understanding to make the spell more powerful and faster.
Level 4 spell is a step further based on level 3, which can make the spell bend, a Nonverbal spell, or even Wandless magic.
And level 5 is the level Alvin made himself. Spells of this level had broken out of their original framework.
Just like Alvin's Patronus Charm, he can change the appearance of the Patronus Charm at will, Lions, Tigers, and even Dragons.
He can also attach the Patronus around the body to form a strong defense, instantly allowing Alvin to transform into a melee wizard.
Alvin had never seen a spell of this level before in the wizarding world.
Maybe Voldemort and Dumbledore will, but they haven't explored as many roles as Alvin.
The transformation of the Shield Charm that Fleur is using now does not mean that her proficiency has reached level five.
But Alvin summed up the special skills based on his insights and taught them to Fleur.
So that she can master the spell more flexibly.
Seeing that black mud was blocked, Krum was also a little panicked on the stage. He randomly cast a few spells but was avoided by Fleur's slight sideways.
Fleur's face remained unchanged. She raised her wand gracefully, and the hundreds of candles in the sky obeyed her call, splitting flames and converging into a flaming Condor.
The Condor spread its wings and charged straight toward Krum with a scorching high temperature.
Naturally, Krum would not sit still. A shield rose up in front of him, the Condor collided with the shield, and he continued to provide magic power to the shield. The two formed a wrestling potential.
Gritting his teeth, Krum looked at the black mud slowly breaking through the Shield Charm. He would win the final victory if the black mud got out of trouble.
But Fleur was a little impatient, her lips moved slightly, and two invisible blades cut through the void, silently slashing the protective cover instantly.
The Condor lost its obstacle and charged Krum again.
"Protego!"
Snape blocked the blow for Krum at the last minute, and he glanced at Alvin helplessly.
What Fleur used just now was obviously his Sectumsempra. He was also a little depressed when he thought of his own spell being spread so casually by Alvin.
But he also had nothing to do with Alvin.
"Fleur Delacour wins!"
Announcing the result expressionlessly, Snape looked at Krum and motioned for him to put away the black mud.
Krum was still a little frightened, and he said embarrassingly. "Sorry, sir. I don't know how to end this spell."
With a sigh, Snape also aimed at the black mud with his wand.
"Finite!"
Under the action of the high-level General Counter-Spell, the black mud also slowly faded away, leaving only pieces of corroded floor.
After sorting, the last group of Champions finally stepped onto the stage.
"Miss Vole! Come on!"
A Cassandra fan shouted excitedly, but Cassandra didn't pay attention and walked straight to the stage.
"Let's start. I have to rest in a hurry."
Arrogant words, disdainful eyes.
This completely angered Fabien, who glared at Cassandra, ready to teach her a lesson.
A boy not far from Alvin, his eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself.
"Yes, it's this expression, this tone. I really hope it's me who will be beaten later!"
And this happened to be heard by Alvin, and he was so frightened that he shivered and glanced at the big guy in horror.
F*ck, an unusual person. At the very least, he should have kept it hidden to himself.
Silently moving away from him, Alvin looked at the duel stage, only to find that the two had already started fighting.
Cassandra continued the style with all kinds of spells, attacking Fabien with her transfiguration.
Soon Fabien couldn't hold it back and was hit twice in a row by Cassandra's spell.
The first time it shattered his Shield Charm, the second time, it hit Fabien's body.
Fabien fell straight to the ground, fell into a coma, and unconsciously spit out a smoke ring from his mouth.