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While the man was meant to remain neutral, he couldn't help but hold high expectations of both of the participants of this duel. Duelling came naturally to Frankie, as did Defence, but Mr Foster wasn't exactly one to take spells lying down either. The Slytherin was going to put the Gryffindor through his paces, whether the latter liked it or not and it was because of this that he'd paired the two up.
And because it would be interesting for him to watch.
Maybe it was a good thing that he was standing in the shadows because if either of them had seen his face, they would've seen their Defence Professor looking thoroughly excited, as if they had announced that they were going to do a rerun of Indiana Jones. It was too much: the spells flying, the careful agility and the pace in which they were casting their spells.
Pity the slugs had to ruin the picture.
And before long, it was time up. With a small sigh, the man struck up the magical barrier, stopping Mr Foster from having his shoes glued to the floor and from being knocked back. You're welcome, Hugo. Emerging from his usual spot, Hirsch tried - and failed - to hide how pleased he was as he approached the two Prefects. "That was excellent! Truly. I'm pleased." Enough said. "You've put up a great fight, Hugo, but Frankie, you have taken the title for this round. Congratulations!"
Stats:
Hugo Foster: 76.76%
Franklin Paton: 80%
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