A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 281: Duel match

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Felix walked towards classroom No. 7 with the candy box, still thinking about the question he asked Dumbledore just now.

Neither he nor Dumbledore are easily persuaded. It is not an easy task to convince them that Sirius is innocent with one story.

Both of them are masters of Legilimency. Although they rarely use it, they will not hesitate at critical moments.

The difference is that he is not familiar with Sirius, and many things are based on hearsay, so he needs to confirm the problem of Occlumency with Dumbledore.

Since Sirius is not good at Occlumency, his words are very credible.

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Felix walked to a secluded corridor, opened the candy box, and the shrunken Sirius sat on the candy pile, reached out and took out a small piece of cauldron cake, and asked blankly: "Are we there?"

"Not yet - you need to make some preparations, you probably don't want to meet Severus, and Harry still carries a looking glass to guard against you, these need to be resolved."

"How to do it?"

Felix did not speak. He touched a few candies in the box with his wand, and they transformed into a set of full-body armor under the effect of magic. The style was very similar to the armor in Hogwarts Castle, even the closed helmet Both.

"Put it on," he said to Sirius.

"I like your idea." Sirius couldn't wait to put on new clothes for himself, and tried to move his body, "I feel like I have become a real knight, but I still lack a knight sword."

Felix complies with his request, transforming a licorice wand into a knightly sword.

Sirius was wearing a well-shielded armor and deftly wielding the long sword in his hand. If you ignore that he is only the size of a palm, he really has the style of a medieval classical knight.

"It looks like a knight magic puppet. I can introduce you to other professors. Next, I will think about how to block the looking glass..."

Layers of magic glow began to emerge from the armor on Sirius' body. Finally, in the place of the eyes of his helmet, Felix gave Sirius his choice of black or red, and he chose red.

As a result, the knight's eyes were covered with a layer of scarlet smoke, making him look a bit more sinister and majestic.

Nine forty in the morning.

Felix walked into classroom No. 7, and there was a lot of voices inside. Hundreds of people gathered around a large open space, discussing enthusiastically.

The open space was artificially divided into seven grids, and each grid had a different terrain, including flat land, woods, hillside, rocky beach, swamp, labyrinth of twists and turns, and a small piece of ice.

On the east side with the best view, stands a high platform with a row of seats. Flitwick and Snape had already arrived. Besides the two permanent professors of the dueling class, some other professors came over on their own initiative. They spontaneously conjured up chairs with excited expressions on their faces.

Felix walked to the high platform and put the palm-sized knight on the table casually. He greeted enthusiastically, "Felius, Severus...Professor Lupine, are you here too?"

"I'm here to join in the fun," Lupine said. "I didn't have these novelties when I was in school."

Snape said slowly: "But you also have a rich extra-curricular life, wandering around, causing trouble..."

Lupine said euphemistically: "Looking back at our young self, aren't we all ignorant fools?"

Sirius on the table dragged the closed armor and "clicked" to move. He swung his long sword violently, as if protesting Lupine's statement.

Flitwick was about to change the subject, he kept searching around, and his eyes lit up when he saw the 'Knight': "Felix, can this magic puppet of yours move by itself?"

Felix smiled and said: "It was a long time ago, I tried to let them handle some simple tasks, uh... freed my assistant from grading homework, she doesn't need it anymore Consolidate these simple knowledge."

"Miss Granger?" Lupine asked. "She's a very clever witch who does well in class."

Flitwick looked at the knight on the table, Sirius' movements were deformed, but it was more like a rusty metal doll.

"Did I read it wrong? I actually saw embarrassment from its movements..."

Felix took out some magic puppets from the ring and distributed them to the professors, "I tried to make them understand some simple commands. The principle is similar to magic portraits, but the effect is not very good. I need your opinions..."

He grabbed the 'Knight' in his hand calmly, shook it, and faced Flitwick's puzzled expression, he explained: "This guy is not very smart..."

The time soon came to ten o'clock, Percy and Penello stood in the middle of the open space, Percy was very excited, his voice lost two, "Gentlemen, ladies, this duel The competition is organized by the Student Union, and I, Percy Weasley, and Penelope Clearwater will be responsible for maintaining order in the venue."

"First provide some basic information: there are a total of 218 contestants, and they will compete randomly on seven different venues. There will be seven games at the same time, starting from the first grade."

Penello Clearwater said: "You all know the rules. What I want to say is that the professors will comment on some wonderful duels, or make a sound to remind violations. Please follow the rules, especially the strict prohibition Use black magic."

She glanced around with a sense of majesty, and Percy cleared his throat beside him, "Yes, that's it."

"Those who read their names come to me to draw lots to choose the terrain. Once the terrain is settled, your opponent will also be determined."

The crowd burst into cheers like a tsunami, Harry gripped his wand nervously, his heart was about to jump out, his blood was rushing wantonly. But the people around him seemed more nervous than him, Ron's lips were trembling, and Hermione kept muttering. He took a step closer and heard her quickly reciting the dueling system paper that had just been revised for the third time.

Draco Malfoy, who was facing Harry, was paler than usual. His two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, kept swallowing, and Goyle was choking on his own saliva and coughing repeatedly.

Draco frowned, walked to the other side, and when Harry appeared in his line of sight, he smiled maliciously-or at least Harry thought so, and his nervousness was surprisingly Calm down.

If given the chance, he would be more than happy to give Malfoy a full blown face.

The game has officially begun.

The competition in the first grade was quite boring. Except for one student who successfully cast a curse, which received sparse applause, most of the rest of the students held their faces and kept chanting.

After only three rounds of competition, it came to the final game. A cute little girl won the championship of the first grade.

Next came the competition of the second grade. Ginny simply and neatly used the stun spell to bring down the opponent, and then won a few more victories, successfully winning the championship.

"Ginny is already this good?" said Ron in surprise.

"Yeah, it's not really a surprise, she has been following us to participate in group activities." Harry said.

Percy's serious voice came——

"There are a lot of third graders, the first group of fourteen people, Millicent Burst, Seamus Finnigan, Hermione Granger, Daphne Greengrass... Blaise Sand Beanie, Justin Finch, these players please come on stage."

Hermione tremblingly walked to the front, almost tripped by Neville, she moved to the lottery place, and unexpectedly found that other people behaved similarly to her, the student surnamed Zabini was light on his feet, It seems to be stepping on a ball of cotton.

Hermione drew a rocky beach terrain, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If she picked the ice surface, she couldn't fight, and she couldn't even stand firmly.

After the fourteen third-year students took their seats, Percy announced in a long voice: "The duel begins—"

Daphne Greengrass stood opposite Hermione. The two were old rivals, but the previous dispute was only limited to magic puppets, and this was the first time that a real duel was happening now.

"Disarm you!" Hermione shouted loudly, the text of the dueling system paper quickly flashed in her mind, my shot was faster, she had to dodge, and then I would have the advantage...

But things were not as expected. Although Daphne was more than one step slower than her, she still insisted on shouting a spell: "Stunned!"

Hermione watched as her disarming spell hit Daphne, her wand came out of her hand and flew towards her in a whirl, but at the same time, a red spell flew through her hair After that, hit the stone next to it.

Hermione was stunned for a few seconds, subconsciously grabbed the flying wand, saw her angry face, and realized that she had won, but Hermione didn't feel the joy of victory at all, she couldn't help leaning over Shouting softly: "Why don't you hide? You should hide..."

Daphne gave her a sideways glance, "Why should I hide?"

"But, but—" Hermione's head was full of question marks, "Your shot speed is not as fast as mine, according to reason——"

"Whose reason? You use the Disarming Curse, I use the Stunning Curse, as long as it hits you, I win."

Hermione still wanted to continue to refute that she was too risky and meaningless in actual combat, but Percy had already reminded the students who had finished the competition to leave the field as soon as possible, she glared at Daphne, and rushed down angrily.

Back to the crowd of Gryffindor College, Hermione still said indignantly, "She's completely gambling on luck, I don't believe she would dare to do this in actual combat—"

Harry persuaded: "Actually, what she said is quite reasonable. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for her to win you. On the contrary, if her strategy is successful--"

He shut his mouth obediently, because Hermione looked like a lion with fried fur.

"Next, the second group came forward to read their names - Draco Malfoy, Seamus Finnigan, Ron Weasley, Gregory Goyle..."

"Let's watch the game," Harry said, "It's my turn soon."

But the second group still didn't have Harry's name, so he could only wait patiently. In this group, there was an accident. The wizard said in a tearful voice, "What spell do you want to use?"

Madame Pomfrey walked over quickly, she observed for a moment and said, "You won't recover until at least three hours later, child."

The little wizard touched the tentacles on his head, it didn't seem so bad: "Can I stay here to watch the game, Madam Pomfrey? I don't want to go to the school hospital."

Madame Pomfrey looked at him wonderingly, "You can, but you are not afraid of being laughed at—"

"That's all right."

After drinking the potion, the boy excitedly returned to his academy and showed his new headgear to his companions. Surprises and envious eyes erupted around him.

Ron also returned triumphantly, and he said with satisfaction: "Actually, my first spell failed, but I hid behind a stone, and Goyle stood there stupidly, and was bound into a dumpling by my next spell... "

"Next, the third group - Draco Malfoy, Dean Thomas... Neville Longbottom, Vincent Crabbe, Ernie MacMillan, Harry Potter."

The duel competition was in full swing, and when it came to the rematch stage of the third grade, even the senior students couldn't help but look seriously.

"Who is that little round face? He and Potter have a fight."

"I don't know, it seems to pop up all of a sudden."

"It should be Potter's friends, look how happy they are smiling."

"I have a little impression, I saw him in Potter's dueling self-study group..."

In the final of the third grade, Harry looked at Draco in surprise, "I didn't expect you to stand here, Malfoy." around.

Draco grinned: "You should see how I taught that Weasley a lesson, using my new magic."

Harry looked back at Ron, who was sitting dizzily on the ground with a dazed expression, and looked somewhat similar to Luna.

"The match begins—" Percy was a little tired, and the voice was Penello's cold voice.

Harry instinctively took a step to the side, and a silent disarming spell flew out at the same time, the first spell didn't ask for power, he wanted to get the upper hand. Draco backed away after that, and he hid himself behind a tree trunk that looked very strong, "Potter - lock the tongue and shut the throat!"

Harry jumped out of the way, and the spell went astray. He estimated the distance and counterattacked with the Imprisonment Curse. A magic rope flew over and wrapped tightly around the tree trunk. He heard Draco grunt, and just about to step forward, he felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

He quickly cast an Iron Armor Charm on himself, "Armor protection!" he shouted, and an invisible barrier formed in front of him, blocking Draco's carefully prepared spell.

"Pendulum strike!"

Boom!

A heavy bell rang, and Harry felt that he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and the magic barrier was torn apart like a spider's web. Even hiding behind the Iron Armor Curse, he was affected, his ears buzzing and trembling.

He endured the discomfort and stared at the opposite side with wide eyes. After more than ten seconds, his vision became clear again.

'Ron just endured this spell? Even if it is blocked, it will still make people dizzy for a short time, like being hit by a big pendulum in the clock tower. ’

Harry looked at Draco, who was hiding behind the tree and would release the 'Big Pendulum' from time to time, and couldn't help feeling anxious. He quickly closed the distance between the two, a flash of red light, slightly off, almost hit him, Harry startled, dodged behind a tree, the field fell silent.

"Malfoy, didn't you want me to see your new magic? I did see it, need I remind you, I just thought of construction workers, they are holding a sledgehammer in their hand and knocking Go to..."

Harry squatted down, waited for two seconds, and released the Iron Armor Curse ahead of time. Sure enough, a red light flew over and was stopped!

Without thinking about it, he walked out of the protective range of the Iron Armor Curse, Draco was leaning half of his body, and an exaggerated red beam shot out from Harry's wand, hitting Draco's chest straight .

Draco was knocked into the air, hit a tree, rolled his eyelids, and passed out without a word.

"Win!"

Harry shouted excitedly ~IndoMTL.com~ This battle was much more difficult than he expected, the biggest reason being the limited terrain, his spells were simply not powerful enough to destroy a tree with a diameter of three feet, the advantage Can't play at all.

He thought of the advice that Professor Haipu gave him - mastering more magic means being able to calmly face different situations. He couldn't help thinking: If he had mastered the Explosion Curse and the Blazing Curse proficiently, would he be able to solve the battle more easily?

He knew what he was going to do next.

"Wonderful!"

The students onlookers held their breath, admiring this high-level duel, until the result came out, and they burst into warm applause and cheers.

Harry scratched his head and raised his head to look at the referee's bench. Lupine smiled at him, Snape looked down at him with a blank expression on his face, Professor Flitwick was very excited, and Professor Haip smiled lightly. There is also a steel puppet, waving at him vigorously, no, swinging a sword.

Is that the professor's new magic puppet?

Harry suppressed the joy in his heart, tried not to let the corners of his mouth grin too exaggeratedly, and waved in greeting as well.