Chinese students at Hogwarts

As early as when Professor Flitwick said that he was looking for a student, Zhang Xiao had a vague premonition in his heart, but when it actually came, he was not too surprised.

The little wizards couldn't help but cast their eyes over. Many students who were not tall enough even stood on tiptoes and stretched their necks to watch the excitement with relish.

The four little ones encouraged him in low voices, and Cedric and Qiu were also telling the other two little wizards from the academy how strong Zhang was.

Zhang Xiao smiled, gave everyone a reassuring gesture, and came to the stage.

Professor Flitwick jumped down from the auspicious cloud. Although he was short in stature, he was very powerful. It was a kind of freehand feeling and relaxation brought by self-confidence.

Everyone shut their mouths tightly, for fear that making any noise would affect the duel on the stage. One was a famous duel competition champion, and the other was also a famous figure in the school.

All I can say is that the sense of immersion is very strong!

Snape found an excellent viewing position, folded his hands on his chest, leaned against the pillar, hid himself in the shadows, and stared at them with his deep pupils.

The tabby cat in the corner got up and squatted on the top of the cupboard, watching intently.

Professor Flitwick was still talking loudly:

"There is still a big difference between dueling and real combat, because dueling is only for the purpose of knocking down the opponent, and there are strict restrictions. Many magics are not used in dueling conferences.

But encountering a dark wizard is different, it is a matter of life and death! "

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Xiao and said with a smile:

"Zhang, don't be nervous, use your strength!"

Zhang Xiao nodded, that’s exactly what he meant! This is a rare opportunity, a chance to measure your own strength!

The two bowed, each took seven steps back, turned to look at each other, and raised their wands in front of their chests.

Professor Flitwick didn't move at all, as if he didn't intend to show his hand. Zhang Xiao took a deep breath, and his wand suddenly shook rapidly. Although the amplitude was small, it was a standard gesture for casting a disarming spell.

"Expelliarmus"

A pencil-thick crimson curse quickly rushed towards Professor Flitwick.

Flitwick crossed his wand and when the red light came, he gently raised it and changed the direction of the spell, causing it to fly straight towards the ceiling.

This curse seemed to sound the clarion call for the battle to begin. Zhang Xiao waved his wand widely in the air, and the hot curses flew towards Flitwick like fireworks.

But Professor Flitwick was like a rock standing firm against the waves, standing still and motionless.

The wand is like a dexterous butterfly, flying up and down, picking or flicking. He can even control the direction of the ejected spell.

None of these spells flew towards the little wizards, but towards the ceiling and surrounding walls.

The little wizards didn't dare to breathe. They stared at the magic spells flying on the field and let out bursts of exclamation.

If I were to go up by myself, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hold on for even a few seconds and would fall under this dense curse, right?

Is Zhang actually so strong?

The young wizards only occasionally took advantage of the gaps to talk quietly, and most of the topics were related to Lockhart.

While they glanced at Lockhart, whose face could not be seen clearly from a distance, they quietly used him as a unit of measurement:

"Looking at it this way, Zhang is much stronger than Lockhart!"

"I think he can rival at least five Lockharts!"

"Five? Be bold, I think at least 10!"

Compared with the surprise of the little wizards, the members of the small dueling societies were different.

They had gathered together before the duel started. Malfoy watched the duel on the field nervously and asked strangely:

"Why do I feel like Zhang has become weaker?"

Neville's mouth widened and he looked a little confused, right? Aren’t they already very strong?

Harry and Ron nodded, but they couldn't tell where it was weaker.

Cedric was older and could see more things. He frowned and said:

"The last time I dueled with Zhang, his spells could be used very smoothly, and there was almost no connection problem.

Moreover, the spell-casting movements are also more concise, without so many movements.

The most important thing is" Cedric touched his chin and asked thoughtfully:

"I remember that Zhang's silent spell was already very strong at that time, but now even though his voice is softer, he still recites the spell."

When Cedric said this, everyone immediately discovered the problem. After Hermione thought for a while, she thought about the standard issue that Zhang Xiao had told her. This is her own advantage and her own limitation.

But even from Hermione's perspective, there was nothing wrong with Zhang Xiao's movements and the rhythm of the incantation. They were as standard as a textbook.

In addition, Zhang also borrowed the textbooks and notes from last semester from him a few days ago.

At this moment, Flitwick suddenly shook his head gently. After casting a spell, he flicked his wand lightly, and a spell as thick as his wrist shot out from the tip of his wand.

The timing of this spell was very clever, and the gesture of casting was hidden in the movement of the wand just flicked away.

When Zhang Xiao discovered the curse, he was shocked to find that his body could not move because the curse was stuck during the adjustment period after avoiding it.

In Chinese terms, it is the state where the old strength has gone and the new strength has not yet been born!

Zhang Xiao's heart trembled, a golden light flashed across his body, and his whole movements seemed to be framed, barely escaping the curse.

Looking back at the curse hitting the wall, leaving a large area of ​​charred black, Zhang Xiao took a few deep breaths.

Is this the strength of a duel master?

Their spell-casting skills have reached the state of perfection, and even the timing of spells is far beyond Zhang Xiao's understanding.

Professor Flitwick shook his head, stopped the wand in his hand, and said seriously:

"Zhang, this is not how you should behave."

Little wizards:

No, professor, this is already strong, okay? If it were us, we might not even be able to fire one or two successful spells!

Flitwick didn't notice the complicated expression on the little wizard below, but continued:

"Zhang, show your true skills. You know what I want to see."

There was expectation on his face. This was a genius who could definitely be ranked among the best in the thousands of years since Hogwarts was founded. He could be compared with Tom Riddle and Dumbledore during his school days!

The little wizard who has vaguely touched the concept of "no curse" now, of course, "no curse" is far from the end of the road to curse. Only those who are truly proud of heaven can appreciate the higher and more magnificent scenery.

Such as Dumbledore, such as that mysterious man, such as Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin

But this does not affect Flitwick's expectations. My ability may not be enough, but one day, the students I teach will be able to continue climbing and take a look at the scenery on the top of the mountain for me!

As a professor at Hogwarts, what could you be more proud of than having taught a greater wizard?

You must know that the professors who taught Dumbledore even regarded this as a lifelong honor.

Zhang Xiao took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

In the Hall of Thought, the cabinet that was tightly trapped by more than a dozen chains suddenly shook. The chains were opened one by one and put back flexibly.

Bang, a book exuding twisted power rushed out of the cabinet, floating in the air, shaking constantly, and then opened suddenly, the pages turning with a clatter.

On another bookcase, the books Zhang Xiao had printed during this period, the re-established standard spell system, were also trembling and floating in the air. Characters flew up from the book one by one, connecting into black lines like moths. It flew towards the book in the center like fire and disappeared into it.

A dazzling light bloomed from the flipped books, and Zhang Xiao's robe suddenly shook violently, as if an invisible wind was blowing from his body.

The power brought by cognition disturbs the surrounding environment.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, but it seems that only a short moment has passed.

Snape had stood up straight, his black eyes staring closely at Zhang Xiao. The tabby cat also stretched its neck, its whiskers trembling.

Not only the professor, but also the little wizards saw something was wrong, but they just didn't know what was wrong.

Flitwick's smile suddenly became even brighter, his eyes seemed to be shining, and he performed a standard duel etiquette towards Zhang Xiao.

He said in a high-pitched voice:

"Yes, that's it, Zhang!"

Zhang Xiao lowered his body slightly, feeling his thoughts seem to be beating. Everything around him was a little different, and the wand made a low buzz.

"Cognition - solution!"

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