Spell Players at Hogwarts

On the wizard's modern combat plan.

Question, what should a first-grade primary school student do when faced with bullying by a fourth-grade senior?

An ordinary weakling, lie down and prepare to tell the professor.

A strong and weak chicken, of course, it will be over if he is killed.

There is also a young genius here who has just entered the second grade, so why should he be afraid?

There was almost no thought. In fact, when Happy rushed forward and bit Marcus' calf, the battle had already entered a white-hot state.

What can a first-year wizard do?

Or what is the lethality of the floating spell and the fluorescent spell?

How about giving Marcus a clean up and feeling the wonderful touch of cold magic sweeping over every inch of his skin?

Gee, this sounds quite exciting, but with my own magic power, are I sure I won’t change the Marcus people?

In just a short moment, countless thoughts flashed through Lynch's mind, but Cedric, who was no longer pretending to be dead, obviously didn't think that much.

This incident originally started because of him. Of course, maybe Flinda's wording might be a little... radical?

But on one side is a cute girl who is transformed into a cute little licking dog, and on the other side is the gorilla captain of Slytherin... Ah, sorry, Marcus is not in fifth grade yet, so he can only be regarded as an gorilla.

So, this multiple-choice question doesn’t seem to be that difficult, right?

"Tarantella!"

Cedric rushed forward, a beam of red light flashed at the tip of Cedric's wand, and then Marcus, who was struggling to get off the door frame, began to tap dance uncontrollably. The most injured person was Happy biting Marcus' calf.

Under the force of the curse, Lynch clearly saw Marcus's calf kicking Happy's mouth firmly, and a dog tooth that had not had time to be patinated also fell to the ground. .

Why does a perfectly good young dog have loose gums?

It is said that Happy is past the age of teeth replacement, so there should be a way to grow his teeth back at Hogwarts, right?

"Sorry..." Cedric held the wand in embarrassment. It was neither right nor wrong to rush forward.

However, Marcus has obviously gained a lot more experience in this kind of small-scale fights.

As a member of the Slytherin Quidditch team, Marcus can definitely say with pride that he has a wealth of experience in fighting.

While Happy was wailing, Marcus also quickly adjusted his body shape.

Although Cedric is considered a young genius, the age gap is irreparable. Due to the difference in magic power of the Tarantella Dance Spell, Marcus only danced twice before forcibly stopping with his animal-like physique.

In terms of physique, Marcus is definitely a strong player in Quidditch.

"Batwing Swarm!"

Marcus dodged out of the box and hid behind the door panel, but the wand in his hand showed no intention of stopping.

The spell took effect, and a large number of black bats rushed out from the front of Marcus's wand and went straight to the accumulation of shots and Lynch's face.

So, what is the principle of this thing, the summoning spell?

By accident, a big black mouse got stuck in Cedric's face, and more and more bats swarmed up from behind.

"Expel, expel... Damn it, hurry up!"

Lynch pointed his wand, and the spell book that was lying quietly on the table instantly tripled in size.

"Damn, get out of here!"

Lynch immediately picked up the spell book and used the most primitive swing method to attack Marcus.

Seeing Lynch doing this, Cedric obviously found a way to drive the bat away from his face with one hand, and pointed the wand in his hand at the door panel that had lost the glass.

"Speed ​​up!"

The door panel instantly swelled up, blocking Marcus out. Without Marcus' control, the bats dropped to the ground like headless flies and disappeared.

"damn it!"

Feeling the pain on his face, how dare these damn bats bite his face?

Cedric next to him wasn't much better either. After dispersing the bats, many small red blood spots appeared on Cedric's face.

If it weren't for the fact that this thing wasn't a real bat, I'm afraid I would be able to report to the hospital this time, right?

"As soon as the magic spell wears off, we'll rush out together."

"Rush out? What are you doing?" Cedric looked at Lynch in confusion, he was a little confused by those bats.

"Is it possible that you still plan to stay here and confront him?"

Lin Qi said unceremoniously.

It is important for people to be self-aware. Although the form of the Obscurus is very powerful, first of all it is not conducive to control, and secondly it is not that serious.

The basic magic spells alone are obviously not enough to face an elite mob who is proficient in two evil spells, a fourth-year Hogwarts student, and the future Slytherin Quidditch gorilla captain.

However, adhering to the fine tradition passed down by Mr. Merlin and carried forward by Godric Gryffindor, why use your brain when you can win with numbers?

Thinking back to those days, when Merlin went out to fight and attacked the dark wizard, which time didn't he hold the holy sword and lead the stupid king and her Knights of the Round Table to fight in a group?

what?

You mean her?

Maybe Merlin is an old man with a white beard, but King Da Mao must be a blonde swordswoman!

However, Cedric's physique...

Lynch glanced at Cedric's underdeveloped arms with disgust.

"So, Happy, do you understand?"

"Wow...Wow!"

At this time, Happy was obviously fully awake. No matter what, he had to avenge his broken canine teeth, right?

Happy is not a coward like Yaya who can only bark. In his whole life, Happy has only been cowardly towards Lynch and his family.

What's more, there are three people here, right?

Bark bark!

Happy shook the dog hair on his body, and his blood-red mouth added a bit of ferocity to Happy's somewhat stupid appearance.

And Lynch was also ready to use the method John taught him. For a strong person, he only needs to lift his diaphragm, and then attack his chin. As long as his body size does not exceed double, Then Lynch can completely subdue the opponent.

The door panel slowly retracted, and as the magic power faded, Marcus' short hair was exposed first, followed closely by his face.

The slightly protruding upper jaw evoked a mocking and thought-it-was-a-cruel smile.

But... isn't there something wrong with this momentum?

"Happy, bite his leg!"

The door panel completely returned to its tattered appearance, and then Happy transformed into a ferocious wolf in the Siberian wilderness. He rushed forward with his blood-stained body, and then bit Marcus on the leg.

"Get away, you stupid dog!"

Marcus yelled and waved his wand to attack Happy, but Lynch, who rushed out from behind, did not give Marcus any more opportunities.

As the overlord of the campus, Lynch immediately hit Marcus's raised palm with the spell book, then made a fist with his right hand and hit Marcus in the stomach with a straight punch.

Although Lynch looks very young, thanks to John's more than three years of training, Lynch's strength is not as weak as imagined.

At the moment of the hit, Marcus bent down like a cooked shrimp. Thanks to Marcus's special physiological structure, the forward head also made the chin more distinctive.

and so……

Aliogen!

To be on the safe side, Lynch even used his own magic power. Although he didn't know if it would work, judging from the effect, a beautiful uppercut successfully made Marcus fly up.

About... ten centimeters off the ground?

Boom!

Marcus lay on the ground, ending the sinful bullying of the Hogwarts Express. Cedric, who was not good at fighting, was obviously not ready yet. Before he could rush out, it was clear that Lynch was one person and one dog. The battle has been resolved.

Oh, no, Happy's battle is not over yet. He only saw Happy retreating backwards. With a stabbing sound, a large piece of Marcus's trousers was torn off, revealing the white flowers underneath. legs covered with black hair.

Therefore, a person's physical condition can be judged from his appearance. The atavistic features are obviously not just as simple as lordosis.

"Ah this..."

Cedric rubbed his hands uneasily, so Marcus is actually so weak?

He obviously has such a big physique, but he suppresses himself when facing waves.

In fact, these are all illusions?

Wait...why do I need to use opposite waves?

Cedric scratched his head. As a young genius who had just entered the second grade, Cedric couldn't understand the current situation.

But Flinda was much simpler. In order to vent her anger, her beloved younger brother bravely took action and killed the notorious Marcus in one fell swoop?

This is so... ah!

"Aren't you hurt?"

Regardless of the wounds on her face, Flinda reached over Cedric and grasped the fist that Lynch had not yet sent.

"Did it hurt?"

"Ah, this..." Lin Qi stepped back a little unnaturally, but Fulinda's strength was unexpectedly strong, "No, it's okay, it's your shame..."

"So, I'm actually superfluous?"

Cedric thought silently, and then looked at the crowds of people in front and behind him because of the noise.

This should be considered self-defense, right?

"Let's go, let's go!"

A burst of hurried shouting came from the crowd behind. Looking past the students of different heights, Cedric could clearly see several students wearing Hogwarts school robes squeezing over.

If nothing else, this should be the prefects of each college.

But, who is the dark-haired man in the brown trench coat behind?

Is there such a person in Hogwarts?

"How is this going?"

Charlie was the strongest, so he squeezed out of the crowd first.

And in front of him, there was a Slytherin student, a Hufflepuff who was the first in age, a girl who was second in her class, plus his little cousin?

So, how did this weird combo come together?

Moreover, they were cousins ​​with the girl who fell on the ground, but Flinda also looked like a victim...

"It's Marcus, he wants to attack us." Flinda said first, "He used a curse to attack me, and then he also wanted to attack Tom."

"Attack Tom?" Charlie glanced at the people around him, "So, who is Tom?"

"That's him." Cedric said quickly, "Marcus used a curse on us, so we had no choice but to fight back."

"Fight back?" Charlie took a deep breath. Although he wanted to say that he did a great job, the current situation...

"So, you are actually in self-defense, right?" Charlie paused. As the president of the student union, Charlie must set a good example. At least in the presence of the Slytherin prefects, he still has to give them some slack. of.

"Sorry, but Marcus is lying on the ground now." Before Charlie could finish his words, a plain voice came from opposite Charlie.

"The facts are in front of me. It's hard for me to believe that this was a counterattack, or why it wasn't a few of them who attacked Marcus, and then Marcus lost..."

"Oh, really, Richard?" Charlie sneered, "A fourth-year student who can use jinxes was knocked down by a second-year student who was younger than him and a student who was not sorted. I doubt it very much. Is this a farce?”

"I think you just want to favor them, Charlie." Richard said without giving in. "They have a numerical advantage, and it is normal for them to lose for a while."

"But in fact, Marcus' curse attacked the opponent, and now, Marcus is lying down." Charlie said unceremoniously, "If you want to restore the truth, there are still many ways, such as , how about the pre-flashback spell?”

"Weasley!" Richard looked at Charlie with a gloomy face. However, before Richard could get angry, the man who was following Charlie stopped the quarrel between the two.

"Okay, there is no point in arguing too much. The most important thing for us now is not to deal with the aftermath first?"

"Sorry, you are."

"Nice to see you here, students, I am Robert Tersunart, your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

"Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

Charlie's eyes suddenly became very strange. As a seventh grader at Hogwarts, Charlie has replaced six Defense Against the Dark Arts professors so far.

And now this man will be the seventh victim?

Gee, seven is really a magic number.

Richard obviously thinks so too. As the seventh-year prefect of Slytherin, he and Charlie failed to run for student union president. However, in some aspects, the two old rivals have surprisingly consistent views on people.

Robert Tersunart?

Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

I still remember the last Professor Hydera. He was a good professor, but unfortunately he was not very lucky. After drinking, he apparated into the unknown territory.

Maybe in some corner of the world, someone will still discover part of Professor Hydra?

Cut off one head and nine will grow. Long live Professor Hydra!

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"Well, then, Professor Robert, since you are here, this situation should be left to the professor."