Pandaren Professor at Hogwarts

"Since you can't deal with the waves, then run away or show off. This is the core idea."

Lanfeng's voice broke the silence of the stadium, but his voice was richer than before, full of wildness and very intimidating.

He took out the rock cake from the gem, grabbed it in his hand, and with a strong movement of his feet, he rushed towards Dumbledore at a very fast speed, shouting "The glory of the warrior, on the way to charge!"

Looking at Lan Feng charging towards him, Dumbledore felt that there was no need to hide. His white robe lifted up without any wind, and he raised his hand and said "split into pieces" in an attempt to stop Lan Feng's charge.

Lanfeng raised the rock-skin pancake to block it. The large pancake that he had been given high hopes for was really powerful. Although the body of the pancake was slightly cracked, it actually blocked the spell and helped Lanfeng continue to advance a lot.

But the cake is just a cake after all. Seeing this, Dumbledore added two more spells. The cake finally broke, but it was enough. Lanfeng had now advanced to a distance of only ten meters away from Dumbledore, but he still I don't think this distance can pose any threat to Dumbledore.

He took out a wooden stick from his back and "flying sand and rocks" stirred up the sand and gravel on the ground and pressed towards Dumbledore.

Dumbledore knew that this was Lan Feng's trick to interfere with his vision, and he was already prepared. Water flowed out of the tip of the Elder Wand, trying to soak the yellow sand on the ground and clear the vision obstruction, but he heard Lan Feng's voice on the other side.

"The essence of a mage lies in precision and control."

Feeling something bad, he immediately stopped the flow of water. Dumbledore predicted the apparition of his hand and moved to the left. After his body shifted, an ice pick stabbed out of the ground in his original position. But before he could fight back, the ground beneath his feet He made a sound, warning of danger in his mind, apparated again, and the ice pick reappeared.Dodge again, stab again, duck again, stab again

The professors and students in the audience could see clearly that after the Pandaren's misty wind stirred up the flying sand, they did not approach rashly. Instead, they pointed the magic wand at the ground and stared at Dumbledore. At the moment he cast the spell, the magic wand glowed with green light. .

"Very clever transfiguration!" Professor McGonagall praised, and the surrounding students also knew what was going on.

Flying sand finally formed, and the thick yellow sand enveloped the two of them, seriously affecting their vision, and the ice picks on the ground also seriously affected their activities.

"Wine is the essence of the monk."

Lanfeng in the wind and sand picked up the small gourd and said, "ton, ton, ton!", drank three mouthfuls of wine, and suddenly felt that his body was much more active. He leaned forward, moved left and right in the ice pick forest, and used his strength skillfully to rush towards Dumbledore. Go, like a flexible fat man.

Dumbledore, who was on the other side of the icicle forest, frowned and raised his wand, just as he was about to clear the obstacle, when he heard the words "Demon Dispelling Technique" ringing in his ears, and could only apparate again. This time, he But it was not a short-distance displacement, but a move to the half of the field where Lanfeng started, because the terrain there was flat and the field of vision was wide.

Seeing that Dumbledore disappeared again in front of him, Lanfeng closed his palms and whispered, "You're a shame." Then he jumped up on the ice pick, looking for Dumbledore.

In the other half, Dumbledore saw a fat man rushing out of the yellow sand. He raised his wand and fired a bolt of resentful lightning straight at Lan Feng. Lan Feng was hit hard and landed in the center of the field. The hair on the body is a little curly.

The distance between the two widened again, watching Dumbledore gain the upper hand.At this time, Lanfeng waved his hand towards Dumbledore, took out a bottle of magic potion from his waist, opened the lid and drank it, wiped his mouth and said, "You must always bring the priest with you. If you don't have it, bring more potion." He raised the empty bottle in his palm and shook it, "Produced by Professor Snape, it must be a high-quality product!" A wave of advertisements was played, which made Snape on the stage in a good mood.

Putting away the empty bottle, Lanfeng looked at Dumbledore who lowered his wand and asked with confusion, "Professor, I'm waiting for the CD, what are you waiting for?"

"what?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soil under Dumbledore's feet rolled, and branches sprouted out of the ground one by one, growing at an incredible speed. Soon, they turned into a big tree - no, or rather a tree demon, because the branches of these big trees Gan was not swinging in the wind, but was wrapping itself around Dumbledore in a strange way, which Dumbledore had to deal with.

"The power of Druid comes from nature. When the battle started, I sowed the seeds there." Lanfeng's voice sounded, but he could no longer be found, "The stalker was hidden in the darkness and shadows. ."

Dumbledore in the woods was waving the Elder Wand, either burning or cutting the tentacles of these tree monsters, but as long as he concentrated his energy and prepared to cast some area-wide spells to destroy these tree monsters once and for all, Lan Feng would always look like Like a ghost, it emerged from the shadows and slit his throat with a dagger, forcing him to defend himself, but then Lanfeng would hide in the shadows of the woods again.

"This is not an option!" Dumbledore thought, "We must leave the woods!" Apparition occurred again.

The entire Quidditch pitch has turned into two worlds. One side is full of ice picks, and the other side is haunted by tree monsters. On the contrary, in the middle, you can still vaguely see the appearance of the stadium, and Dumbledore appears here.

As soon as he stood upright, he raised the Elder Wand and was about to burn down the forest and force the misty wind out. However, a cold air came from under his feet. His feet were already covered with ice crystals and spread rapidly upwards. He had no time to react. , most of his body has been imprisoned by ice, and he is completely unable to cast spells.

"Professor, don't forget the hunter's deadly trap!" Lan Feng's voice floated out from the woods, "The most fatal weakness of wizards is that they cannot fly. They always have to stand somewhere. This is an opportunity!"

The professors and students in the audience looked at each other in shock. Seeing that Principal Dumbledore had been controlled and defeated, they couldn't believe it. This was the strongest white wizard!He and Lan Feng didn't face the curse from the beginning to the end, so they were defeated like this?Their view of wizards is actually somewhat shaky.

But the charm of the battlefield lies in its rapid changes. Dumbledore, who was imprisoned by ice crystals, did not surrender. There was a sharp cry in the sky, and the phoenix Fox, who was connected to his heart, swooped down and came to Dumbledore with flames to disperse. The ice crystal was broken, allowing Dumbledore to regain his freedom. He grabbed Fawkes' legs, and one person and one bird flew into the air. In the blink of an eye, they were in mid-air, causing the audience to burst into cheers.

Dumbledore knew that now was his performance time. Most of the magic power he used before was stored in the bracelet. Now he was full of magic power and of course full of anger. After all, he had lost face in front of the students.

The Elder Wand pointed at the Quidditch pitch below, dazzling light flashing, complex spells silently recited, a fire dragon emerged from the tip of the wand, swooping towards the forest; then countless ice spikes pierced in with a cold light; then the Elder Wand Pointing to the sky, a dark cloud suddenly appeared on the Quidditch pitch like a whirlpool, and streaks of lightning struck down as if they were free.

The fire dragon raged, ice spikes continued, lightning roared, the ice cone forest was shattered and melted, the dryads were burned to death, and the entire Quidditch stadium was filled with thick smoke, like a purgatory on earth.

In the auditorium, the students were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths. They looked at Dumbledore in the sky, with little stars in their eyes. Then they looked at the field worriedly. Their combat professor was still there!Don't know if he is still alive.

Lanfeng's performance in the first half of the show had already conquered this group of students. They vaguely knew that most of them could not become wizards of Dumbledore's level, so what Lanfeng showed them was another path.

The thick smoke gradually dissipated, and the Quidditch pitch was already devastated. The ground was covered with charcoal burned by the flames, and the ground was pockmarked by lightning. There was no sign of Lan Feng anywhere.

The professors were generally not very worried because they believed in Dumbledore's character.

But the students have already begun to distinguish which pile is the ashes of the panda professor.

"So!" At this time, Lan Feng's voice came from the roof of the professor's auditorium. Everyone turned around and saw Professor Lan Feng in human form sitting on it. His suit was still neat and he was wearing sunglasses. The miserable state of the stadium.

"So, if you encounter a wizard like this who can even kill dragons, it's better to run away as soon as possible! Otherwise, there won't be any good juice to eat!"

"Remember our core idea? Show your face or run away!"

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