“Fireworks? What do you mean...”

Irina looked at Ginny, whose cheeks were flushed red from the cold, with confusion, not understanding what she was saying.

A sense of unease began to permeate the air, a strange feeling Irina was very familiar with—mostly, this was how it felt when Ginny was planning a prank.

"It's almost over, Ginny—sorry, you'll catch a cold if this goes on."

Irina shook her head and calmly raised her wand towards Ginny, the demonstration match should be considered a perfect success.

As the most magically skilled of the three witches, and the intern captain secretary of the Hyperion, she absolutely could not lose to anyone in front of Elena—even if the other party was her best friend since arriving at Hogwarts, deliberately holding back and delaying in this situation would be a terrible act of harming and bullying a friend.

At most… she'd find some time at night to secretly catch a few fish in the Black Lake as a peace offering, right?

"Yeah, so we should try to warm up a little—"

Before Irina could cast her spell, Ginny Weasley made a face at her and suddenly threw the small bag in her hand forward.

At the same time, Ginny quickly pointed her wand forward and chanted crisply once again.

"Super—Bat-Bogey Hex!"

"Useless, Ginny. Don't forget, we researched this spell together."

Irina waved her wand calmly, without even dodging, responding as she did the first time.

"Incendio!"

Unlike the fire charm recorded in Hogwarts spell books, the improved Incendio would unleash a vortex of flames at the end of the spell.

According to Danilova's optimization model, the vortex center, which formed a vacuum low-pressure area in an instant, would pull objects around it during the flame burst, creating a small-scale gathering effect.

This magical vacuum pressure was even more powerful than most binding spells.

No matter what Ginny threw out, it could only stay in place under this counter-spell, unable to break through to her side.

However, as she subconsciously countered with her spell, the unease that had been lingering in her heart suddenly fell like a stone.

In the next moment, Irina immediately understood the source of this unease.

Huge fire dragons made entirely of golden and green sparks roared out of the flame-engulfed bag!

The sky was filled with shooting fiery red sparks and huge explosions, followed closely by brightly colored pink Catherine wheel fireworks!

Those fireworks were at least five feet in diameter, spinning rapidly with a terrifying whooshing sound like "fire saucers";

And at the very end of all the "firework monsters," dozens of bundles of firework sticks transformed into fiery eyes, dragging shimmering tails of silver stars, turning into comets within seconds, easily covering the entire field...

"Irina, your biggest flaw is that you don't listen to others carefully."

Ginny looked at the fireworks that were "angered" by the flame spell and looked earnestly at her seemingly dumbfounded friend.

"If you could be a little more curious, you should ask me seriously now, what exactly is this magical magic—"

"Stupefy!"

Irina pointed her wand out without any hesitation, her small face cold.

A beam of red light suddenly shot out from the tip of her wand, hitting the firework dragon rushing towards her head-on.

Boom! Crackle—

The firework dragon didn't stop, but instead exploded violently like a firecracker, scattering into countless small firecrackers and throwing them towards her.

"Oh, don't cast Stupefy on them, they're not living things—these are magical alchemical items, um, magical fireworks."

Ginny spread her hands helplessly, looking at Irina and explaining seriously, while taking out a second small cloth bag from her arms and taking out a set of unactivated magical fireworks from it.

"Each Weasley Firework is composed of dozens of magical firework sticks. If you use offensive spells to counter them, you'll probably just break them up. As for extinguishing the fireworks' burning explosion... this can't be done with low temperatures and water. They are fireworks ignited by magic. Even if you break them up, you can't extinguish them."

"By the way, as a friend, I suggest you rule out the 'Vanishing Charm' option directly—"

Before Ginny could finish speaking, Irina waved her wand again with a cold expression.

"Evanesco!"

The Hogwarts textbook classifies the Vanishing Charm as fifth and sixth-year content, but the regular curriculum is obviously not applicable to Irina.

Considering that she might not have been accepted by a magic school before, she had taught herself most of the upper-grade spells at home, and important spells like the Vanishing Charm would naturally not be missed.

You know, when facing alchemical props, the Vanishing Charm is undoubtedly the most effective solution—this is common sense that every wizard who passes o.w.L.s knows.

As Irina's spell hit the roaring and exploding magical fireworks, the sky above the field seemed to briefly freeze for half a second.

Just as she thought the spell had taken effect, the magical fireworks frozen in mid-air suddenly let out a lion-like roar.

Boom! Boom! Roar—

Under everyone's gaze, the ferocious "firework dragons" shook their heads and roared, rapidly increasing to ten times their original number in a series of explosions and roars.

Scattered golden-red and green magical sparks instantly filled the sky above the dueling field. Dazzling scarlet fireworks dragged long tails of flame, streaking across the sightlines of the surrounding onlookers, diving down towards Irina and Ginny like a rain of fiery meteors. Amid the explosions of firecrackers and flames, Ginny's voice faintly came from the screen's broadcast.

"—Otherwise, they will increase tenfold."

Irina raised her head in confusion, looking at the sky full of fire.

A few months ago, she had seen a similar meteor shower on the Hyperion.

However, at that time, she was not standing on the ground, but standing in the sky watching the "fire rain" fall towards the earth.

Perhaps there were many differences between the two, but when she saw those dazzling and dangerous magical fireworks, her first reaction was actually...

——How beautiful.

And...

A kind of powerless and confused bewilderment.

She knew that she was likely to lose this duel.

"Hey! Are you stupid?! What about your own magic?!"

Just as Irina was distracted, Ginny's angry voice suddenly rang in her ear.

She turned her head and saw Ginny standing next to her at some point, a layer of shallow magical shield appearing above her head.

Firecrackers were exploding everywhere like thunder, and Ginny had to try to support a small barrier, trying to resist the dangerous sparks that were falling.

"You quickly admit defeat, you idiot—otherwise we'll both get hurt!" Ginny said angrily, looking at Irina who was still standing there dumbfounded.

In little Ginny's original idea, when she showed off the "must-win killer move" given by her twin brothers, Irina would still resist a few times, at least open some kind of magical shield, or use some strange magic that she didn't know to counterattack. Who knew that this guy would just stare blankly at the sky after trying twice and "wait for death."

"...Ginny? How did you get over here?" Irina came back to her senses, and quickly waved the wand in her hand towards the sky.

A silver-white magical beam spewed upwards from her wand, forming a barrier like an eggshell.

【Protego Totalum】

"Of course, I took the opportunity to get close and sneak attack you—"

Ginny said unhappily, glancing at her friend who had just reacted.

"Anyway, such a rare opportunity, my body moved unconsciously, you can admit defeat now, right?"

"...If I admit defeat now, can you make those magical fireworks stop?"

"It doesn't seem to work—" Ginny was stunned for half a second, and said honestly.

In fact, George and Fred had secretly told her to throw the "Weasley Fireworks" little by little when they gave them to her.

At the beginning, she originally thought that those fireworks were something not so dangerous, similar to Dungbombs.

At most, it would just scare Irina and create an opportunity for her to take advantage of the chaos and make a comeback. Who knew that under the catalysis of several spells, those fireworks would suddenly become so terrifying.

Besides, she didn't expect Fred and George to stuff so much into the bag...

"So, you're actually in trouble, right? Ginny."

Irina raised an eyebrow, she saw a look of panic on Ginny's face that was even more panicked than her own.

"These magical fireworks of yours... you've never tested them before, have you? If I knock you out and throw you out, would I win?"

"You—"

"Just kidding, I admit defeat. Sister Caslana, save me!"

A sly look suddenly appeared on Irina's usually expressionless face.

Although admitting defeat was a bit embarrassing, she got a better reward—as for whether Elena would lower her rating because of this, Irina didn't intend to think about it.

If it really didn't work, at most Ginny would become her superior, and that wasn't a bad thing either.

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"T-This is—how many magical fireworks did she ignite at once just now?!"

"Hogwarts first grade is so scary, can duels use these?!"

"Didn't you hear that it's indiscriminate magic confrontation? Elena didn't stop it, which means this is within the rules."

"So many magical fireworks, it will be a big deal if they fall on them! This is a bit too much!"

Many wizards in the audience stood up instantly, looking nervously at the field below that was completely blocked by firework flames.

Perhaps a few individual magical fireworks were just pranks, but when they saw hundreds of magical fireworks bloom from the small bag Ginny threw out, no one would think that this thing was a harmless game—even at a distance of tens of meters away, many people could vaguely feel the terrifying pressure brought by the flames and roaring fireworks.

"Professor McGonagall, is the dueling field below... perhaps it should end here?"

Professor Sprout said worriedly, under such inhuman bombing, she was worried that Elena alone might not be able to protect the children.

"Don't worry." Minerva McGonagall shook her head calmly.

"Miss Caslana is not afraid of fire." Snape was even more indifferent as usual, sitting calmly in his seat.

"Not afraid... of fire?" Professor Sprout looked at Snape in confusion.

Just then, the fire finally roared and merged into a huge dragon head, rushing towards the field below.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

Without any warning, intense explosions and flames instantly filled the space.

Layer after layer of fire waves rolled and spread around the center of the "firework dragon" landing.

The scorching flames danced wildly.

Dazzling golden-red light, rolling heat waves.

Even the air made a terrifying tremor in that impact, sweeping towards the surroundings with irresistible momentum.

Poof. A thin light curtain flashed around the dueling field.

That was the magical protection that Professor Flitwick had previously set up around the dueling field.

It only supported less than half a second in the shock wave, and then disappeared like broken gold leaf.

In the next moment, the powerful shock wave and deafening explosions swept across the entire Quidditch pitch in an instant.

Fortunately, there was another layer of magical protection around the stands.

A pale golden light curtain lit up in time.

Countless ripples rippled in front of everyone's eyes.

Gululu—

Although they didn't face the impact directly, everyone still swallowed unconsciously.

This was a duel between Hogwarts first-graders, if the previous spell confrontations reached the level of ordinary Aurors.

Then the "weird magic" at the end exceeded the understanding of most wizards.

Dust and gravel were scattered into the sky like toys.

Rather than saying that this was the explosion effect caused by some magical fireworks, it was more like a meteor had fallen to the ground.

This level of danger obviously refreshed the upper limit of this venue again—before that, the most dangerous thing here was just the Bludger.

There was a deathly silence in the stands.

The tinnitus caused by the deafening roar was still echoing in many people's ears, everything seemed like a dream.

This time, even the professors in the stands lost their original calm and composed expressions.

My God!

What kind of magical fireworks were these!

Secondary detonation, chain fire waves, chain explosions...

This was an extremely crazy, yet genius, composite magic item!

And in the medieval magic wars a few centuries ago, people were more accustomed to calling this thing a "anti-army" magic tool.

However, before everyone could gradually recover from the shock, it was as if some monster was inhaling in the center of the smoke, and countless flames were reversing into the sky as if being pulled by invisible threads, gathering towards the core area where the "firework dragon" had crashed.

The dust in the sky paused for half a second, and then fell rustlingly, as if suddenly stained with raindrops.

In the center of a messy field, two little witches were leaning together nervously, holding hands.

Not far in front of them, a silver-haired witch gently raised her finger.

Endless flames poured into the firelight at her fingertips.

"Phew—"

Elena gently blew a breath.

She extinguished the flame that condensed hundreds of magical fireworks as easily as blowing out a candle.

Since mastering the flame runes and stimulating her Veela bloodline, ordinary flames were not dangerous to her at all.

If the taste of Weasley fireworks wasn't so unappetizing, and considering her image in front of the whole school, she could even swallow it in one gulp... In front of true top wizards, magical fireworks were not a profound or difficult technique.

"First round, Ginny Weasley, wins."

Elena looked around, as if it was just the end of a rock-paper-scissors game, and said in a relaxed tone.

"In addition, a temporarily added prohibited item for this match—"

"Weasley Fireworks."

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Yay!