Casting spells

As the name suggests, directivity is to directly lock the target, no matter how the opponent dodges or escapes, the magic cast will chase after it until it runs out of energy or hits the target.

It can be said that in the battle of spellcasters, directional spells are the most common and also the most effective means of attack. Otherwise, a flash or short-distance teleportation can avoid most threats.

"What are you trying to say?" Harry frowned.

"No, it's nothing, what I want to say is that fame does not equal strength. You are too weak, so weak that if I wave my wand, I will fall to the ground and cry, just like this..."

The voice just fell!

Zhang Cheng imitated ordinary wizards, raised his wand and shouted: "Greasy!"

moment!

Suddenly, a large black oil stain appeared under Harry Potter's feet.

He accidentally lost his balance and fell heavily on his back to the ground with a muffled bang.

Immediately afterwards, an electric spark spewed out from the end of the wand again, making the boy tremble involuntarily, and it took several seconds for him to recover.

When he gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground, he found that the wand in his hand was gone, and the opponent's wand was pressing against the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.

"Well, how does it feel to fail? You are so arrogant, you always think that you are special and have extraordinary talents, but in fact you are just a poor bastard who doesn't understand anything. Think about it, if I give You have a death curse, can you still survive?"

While speaking, Zhang Cheng quickly mobilized all the magic power in Draco's body, cut off a small piece of soul fragment from the scar, and quietly kept it in the wand.

Just as he finished the last step, Severus Snape finally sensed that something was wrong, and rushed up to stop him loudly: "Malfoy! Stop! Let Potter go! He has lost enough face today .”

"As you wish, Professor." Zhang Cheng bowed gracefully, turned around and jumped off the dueling ring, accepting the huge cheers from the Slytherin House camp.

The little snakes who have always been keen on pursuing power and rights, most admire the strong who defeat their opponents with a crushing posture.

What's more, it was the famous Harry Potter who was knocked down this time. It was he who overthrew Slytherin's domination of the Academy Cup last year.

After a simple celebration, Severus Snape quickly came to the door and asked with two uncomfortable eyes: "Malfoy, tell me, what happened to you today? Also, those strange Where did the strange spell come from?"

"It's nothing, professor, I just suddenly understood the meaning and value of my existence. Potter and his friends are just a bunch of idiots, and they are not worthy of being my opponents. As for spells, have you forgotten that my father invited me during the summer vacation?" An excellent tutor?" Zhang Cheng replied with a smile and spread his hands.

He knew very well that this double agent, who was full of contradictions in his heart, had become suspicious of himself.

After all, although Snape hated Harry Potter, he didn't want to see him suffer any harm, and even stood up to protect him at critical moments.

"Teacher? Can you tell me what kind of person he is?" Severus Snape tentatively narrowed his eyes.

"Hehe, you are my father's friend. If you want to see my tutor, you can come directly to Malfoy Manor..."

After saying these words full of hints, Zhang Cheng immediately turned around and went back to Draco's dormitory, began to weave the boy's memory, and then left quietly.

He knew very well that after this incident, Dumbledore would probably become vigilant, and he would not be able to use such a small trick for a long time.

Chapter 735 The Legend of the Tutor

Draco Malfoy's outstanding performance in the Dueling Club undoubtedly triggered a series of extremely serious chain reactions.

The most obvious of these is undoubtedly that Harry Potter fell into a strong mood of self-doubt and self-denial, and he was listless for a long time. Even his favorite Quidditch game couldn't bring up his interest, and he was in a daze like a walking dead .

As the headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, one of the behind-the-scenes figures in the British magic world, naturally couldn't watch the chess pieces he cultivated fall into disrepair, so he hurriedly had a wave of heart-to-heart talks.

Finally on Christmas Day, Harry Potter returned to normal.

Of course, it's not because talking to a 100-year-old man has any magical curative effect, but because Hermione's compound soup has finally been prepared.

He intends to take this opportunity to expose the evil face of his old enemy Draco, find out who opened the secret room to attack everywhere, and then stand in front of everyone as a school hero again, proving that he is a worthy Gryffindor. of the brave.

I have to say that this kind of thinking is full of naive childishness.

But considering he's just a 12-year-old boy in the bud of rebellion, no matter what kind of behavior he makes, it's not worth making a fuss about.

After all, human beings are always full of all kinds of wild and unrealistic fantasies when they are teenagers, so before they have established a complete world view and values, no matter what they do, it seems a bit silly and ridiculous.

At night, under the cover of a festive carnival, Harry and Ron drugged Malfoy's two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, changed into each other's clothes and followed a girl into Slytherin's public rest room.

Draco was sitting in front of the fireplace at the moment, staring blankly at the burning flames, wondering what he was thinking.

But due to the powerful strength he showed this semester, no one dared to get close to him easily, or approached him for fun.

Although the disastrous defeat not long ago has been like a hungry mouse, constantly biting Harry's self-esteem that is riddled with holes, but he still mustered up the courage to come to the front, pretending to say hello as if nothing had happened: "Hey! Malfoy ! How was your Christmas?"

"Humph! A boring holiday! I won't waste my time on this. By the way, where have you two idiots gone? Have you forgotten that I warned you not to run around for a while?" Draco turned He glared at the two of them.

With the improvement of his strength, his personality has undergone earth-shaking changes. He looks cold and serious, not like a 12-year-old boy at all.

"Hmm... sorry! We forgot!" Harry shivered uncontrollably.

He will never forget the words spoken by the opponent pointing his wand at his forehead on the dueling stage, let alone the feeling of oppression that hit his face.

"Forget? What else do you two remember besides eating?" Draco reprimanded mercilessly.

"By the way! The Chamber of Secrets! Do you know who opened the Chamber of Secrets?" Ron asked proactively, pretending to be stupid.

"I don't know! I wish that was me. You know? I would very much like to meet the person who opened the Chamber of Secrets and see if we can do something great together. Unfortunately, my governess forbids me to communicate with The other party has any form of contact, otherwise..."

Speaking of which, Draco obviously paused, with an excited expression on his face.

"Governor?" Harry grasped the point keenly.

Malfoy nodded proudly: "That's right! Don't you think my strength increased this semester because it fell from the sky? No! Father hired a powerful wizard to teach and train me how to cast spells. You can't Imagine how powerful he is. Just a created illusion can defeat most adult wizards. I have only received more than half a month of training and become what I am now. When this semester is over, I will become Stronger, and put Harry Potter firmly underfoot."

"Merlin! You still have a tutor? It's not fair!" Ron couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Fair? Don't be stupid! How can there be any fairness in the world? My teacher taught me that the so-called fairness is just an illusion used to deceive people living at the bottom of society. It has never really existed. If you want to change Strong, then come to our manor to receive training together during the holidays. I guarantee that under his training, even if you are as stupid as you, there will be a completely new change."

With that said, Draco dropped the two of them and disappeared down the corridor of the Slytherin common room alone.

Watching him leave completely, Ron immediately lowered his voice and said, "Damn! It seems that our operation failed! This guy doesn't know anything at all!"

"No! At least we know why he suddenly looks like a different person! A famous and powerful wizard is teaching him!" Harry's eyes seemed to be lit with a fire, emitting a bright light.

"But what does this have to do with us?" Ron scratched his head in confusion.

"Of course it does! If he can have tutors, why can't we?"

"My God! Are you crazy? Let alone how much it costs to hire an adult wizard, just finding a powerful wizard who is willing to be a tutor is very difficult."

"How will you know if you don't try! I'm not willing to be ridden by Malfoy forever!"

"Well, I'm not reconciled either, we'd better go back and discuss it with Hermione, maybe she can come up with some good ideas."

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