Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

Time is like water, although the first event flies by, but the impact it brings is no longer a simple competition.Warrior, what is a warrior?Before the game started, many people were vague about this concept. Accepting the destiny, inheriting honor, fighting for the school, standing for themselves, everyone has their own way of being a warrior in their hearts.

But I have to say that the way Furong and the others played disappointed the supporters. Charming, flying broomsticks, and turning things into bait were all tricks, using deception techniques to bypass the dragon and get the golden egg. That's right, but this method is definitely not the warrior the audience wants to see.

Until that huge sword and that young man in black robe appeared, I still remember that in the huge arena, one person with one sword, one low-pitched tune, one thin figure, with one hand crushing the most ferocious dragon among the four fire dragons. No head, a fire, a beam of light, burning in the hearts of countless audiences, what is a warrior?This is the warrior!Even if you are a giant dragon, Dementor, I will destroy it with my own hands!For these wizards who have lived in peaceful times since they were young, it has been a long time since they burned such hot blood. As long as they are men, who doesn't have the arrogance of the sky with a sword that chills the nineteen continents, and who doesn't have Xi Lai to slay the evil dragon? Bloody fighting souls, yes, we are wizards, we need reason and calculations, but when the real battle comes and the real powerful enemy strikes, we also have the fighting spirit of gods to block and kill gods, Buddhas to block Buddhas, warriors The Tao, as it should be, is fearless, unstoppable, without the cautiousness of mother-in-law and mother-in-law, without wordy actuarial calculations, only the word of war.

Augustus' actions inspired the hearts of countless audiences. This night, many insomniac teenagers dreamed that they were like that person in the spotlight, fighting dragons with swords, and blood-stained battlefields.

The power of idols is indeed infinite. Since that day, many young wizards have become accustomed to wearing black robes and carrying giant swords.

"Mr. Augustus, I have to say that you have taught a large number of ignorant youths. Is the world of wizards going to change? When confronting the enemy in the future, I am afraid that all swords will come from all over the world." Lilian looked at Another boy in black robe with giant sword who was respectful to Augustus in front of him touched his forehead helplessly, with a smile in his crimson pupils.

"Ha, these good-for-nothing trash are just imitating. Let them go to trouble the dragon like this. I'm afraid they'll have to pour a piece of dragon's breath." Draco looked helplessly at the boys going away, mouth Although he had a disdainful attitude, the envy in the gray-blue pupils had already betrayed him. God knows, fashion is naturally a trend. If he hadn't been a disciple of Mr. Augustus and had to maintain his face, he would have thought about it a long time ago. It's a learning experience.

"Hey, Lord Augustus's fighting style is changeable, how can these ignorant people guess it, this kind of fighting way that breaks all laws with one force is just done in the name of a warrior, even so, It’s not like I can imitate it, but, Sol, you’re satisfied this time.” Loki looked at the pretending Sol with a look on his face.

Sol glanced at Augustus who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and the serious expression on his face was instantly shattered, "Master Augustus, after watching your battle, I realized how weak the so-called rhythm of violence is. Can we get the essence of it?"

Augustus waved his hand slightly, "It's just two words, it's just suppression. From the beginning of the battle, you have turned the rhythm into your own domain. No matter what you do, the opponent can only follow you. You have controlled the rhythm of the battle. It is tantamount to grasping the victory."

Saul nodded thoughtfully, deep blue eyes filled with thought.

In the transfiguration class on Thursday, Professor McGonagall always had a thoughtful look, and she didn't announce the matter until the end of the class.

"I have a few words to say to all of you."

"The Yule Ball is coming up - a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to mingle with foreign guests. Well, the Ball is only open to students from Year [-] onwards - but if you wish, A junior student may be invited—”

Lavender Brown let out a piercing smirk.Parvati Patil poked her hard and the muscles in Parvati's own face tensed as she struggled to keep from laughing.The two of them looked around at the boys, and finally set their eyes on the expressionless Augustus, with a hint of dreamy expectation in their eyes.Family background, strength, appearance, all the halos of words shrouded this young man. To ordinary girls like them, he was like the perfect girl in his dream. Although he had never had anything to do with any girl in the past four years, but now , as a warrior, to participate in the prom, you must have a female partner. Although the chance may be one in ten thousand, but there is still one after all. In the future, I am afraid that it will be as dazzling as an ugly duckling transformed into a swan.

"Put on your dress robes," continued Professor McGonagall. "The ball will be in the Great Hall at eight o'clock on Christmas evening and ends at twelve midnight. Listen—"

Professor McGonagall suddenly noticed that almost all the girls in the classroom didn't pay attention to him anymore. The eyes of countless girls turned to Augustus who was sitting in the center with a calm face.

There is no doubt that beautiful women love heroes, no matter in any country, it is an absolute truth, let alone a dazzling and flawless male god with a prominent family background.Professor McGonagall sighed helplessly, which girl is not pregnant, if she is so young, I am afraid that the prince charming in her heart is no different from her.Forget it, let them go.

"The Yule Ball certainly gave us a chance to - um - let our hair down and relax," she said in a tone of disapproval.

Lavender laughed even harder, covering his mouth with his hands to keep the sound from coming out.

There was a trace of anxiety in Lilian's crimson pupils. She quietly rested her chin and looked at Augustus, who was still as deep as ever, beside her. Dance partner, who would he choose?To be honest, she totally disdains the eyes of all the girls in the classroom who cast their eyes on Augustus girl. Among these people, except for Hermione, who would dare to ignore his halo and take the initiative to contact her? It is a sparrow, and opportunities are always given to those who are well prepared. Even if I am not the one selected in the end, I am afraid it will definitely not be your turn.

Lilian was a little annoyed, a real threat? !In the mind, the picture of Qiu Zhang smiling and talking suddenly flashed, and then the bright and moving expression of Fu Rong flashed.

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