Harry Potter: Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

Seeing Lockhart's bruised nose and swollen face, Kong Nuo found that the students' hit rate had improved significantly, so he couldn't help but have new ideas.

"Should I teach them some throwing techniques? The skill of throwing hidden weapons is quite practical... There are stones on the roadside and you can use it directly."

Kingsley put the parchment back in his pocket, and handed the dazed Lockhart into the hands of the other Aurors.

He came to Dumbledore and whispered to Dumbledore: "Principal Dumbledore, since the students know about Lockhart's crimes, we will take our leave first."

"The Order of Merlin and the Defense Against the Dark Arts are furious right now, so we need to hurry up and bring this crook back for approval."

"Thank you!" Dumbledore nodded, "Kingsley, thank you for your help today!"

"It's all right!" Kingsley waved his hand, "In this way, it can be regarded as rectifying the names of those unknown wizards, and not letting their deeds become a means for others to make profits."

When the Aurors left, they looked back at Kong Nuo on the stage.

The Auror Office recently had two recent graduates who applied to join, and perhaps these two applications should be carefully considered.

Ravenclaw's eaglets are very, very dissatisfied right now.

Lockhart turned out to be a liar who would be seduced by spirits and become famous by plagiarizing Muggle works and plagiarizing their ideas.

Not only that, but they will even follow the instructions of the spirit body to absorb the life force of Muggles by cruel means.

Lockhart has nothing to do with Ravenclaw's academy quality!

They want to cut off with Lockhart now, such a professor who is easily bewitched cannot tarnish the reputation of the college.

Kong Nuo asked, "Speaking of... Principal, what is Tom going to do? You won't just let me keep mentioning it, will you?"

"This is indeed a problem." Dumbledore stroked his beard. "Professor Lockhart still provided a lot of information, such as Tom absorbing vitality."

"This spirit body is not considered the main body. The main body is actually a notebook. If you want to control this spirit body, you need to start with the notebook..."

Dumbledore paced and thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his wand and pointed it at the notebook, murmuring a low syllable.

There was an emerald green light at the tip of his wand in his hand, like a bud on a tree branch on a sunny day after a rain.

The wand tapped lightly on the notebook, and the notebook was flipped open, creating a slight pulling sensation.

This was the feeling of Kong Nuo and the others. For Riddle, this slight pulling feeling was almost comparable to quicksand on the desert, directly dragging him into the notebook.

There was a relieved smile on Riddle's face, and there were even tears in the corners of his eyes, which were just put into the notebook.

Kong Nuo rubbed his chin, "Sure enough, he is a teenager with a second-year-old child, and he is still in adolescence, and he is crying sentimentally."

Dumbledore nodded, "I hope he really cried out of sentimentality."

"Will the duel class continue?" Kong Nuo asked.

Dumbledore said: "Of course we must continue. Now that the teacher's demonstration is over, the next step is to let the students practice by themselves."

"I believe that they should have learned a lot of knowledge through the demonstration you and Tom just made, and the duel practice now can just deepen their impression."

The tree stump holding the notebook turned into a tree man, and left with Dumbledore holding the notebook.

Kong Nuo felt that his mission was accomplished, and the four deans were on the scene again, following Dumbledore to escape.

Originally, the students still wanted to ask Kong Nuo a lot of questions, but in the blink of an eye, they found that a tall man like Kong Nuo had disappeared, and they felt a little bit reluctant.

The four principals began to perform their duties, and they continued today's dueling club with Flitwick, the dueling champion, as the center.

The demonstration just now has actually been taken astray by Kong Nuo. Flitwick is an expert in this field. He once again talked about various duel etiquettes.

Flitwick was usually too low-key, even Ravenclaw's eaglets didn't know that their headmaster turned out to be the dueling champion.

After the duel etiquette was finished, the four deans decided after discussion to hold a confrontation between the colleges, so as to better stimulate the duel enthusiasm among the students.

After a simple draw, as if by fate, Gryffindor was in the same group as Slytherin, and Hufflepuff was in the same group as Ravenclaw.

The stage in the center of the auditorium disappeared, and countless blankets fell on the ground. These blankets were divided into two styles, one was half green and half red, and the other was half black and half blue.

The students quickly divided into groups, raised their wands, and began to bow according to dueling etiquette.

"I still have to say something!" Flitwick was still a little worried, "Dark magic can only use curses at most, if you use other black magic, you will directly deduct [-] points!"

"Okay, then I will give orders. When the count reaches one, you can start dueling practice! Three..."

The jinx is the mildest of the black arts, especially for these students, the jinx is nothing more than a pain and a nosebleed.

Flint snorted disdainfully, and gave George a hard look on the opposite side.

"two……"

"Ouch!" George exclaimed exaggeratedly, "The troll still has such a vivid expression? Do you think it's unfair to you that you can only use curses?"

"one!"

Following Flitwick's order, the students in the auditorium all moved.

Flint immediately waved his wand and said the incantation: "Locomotor... ouch!"

George charged forward at this time, and at the same time threw the wand in his hand at Flint's forehead.

As a batter, his aim was not bad, and he poked a blood-red mark directly.

Taking advantage of the moment when Flint was in pain, George flew up with his kick completely unceremoniously, tripped Flint directly, and then flexibly circled around Flint's side, locking his left arm.

"You're cheating!" Flint said through gritted teeth.

"Professor Kong taught it, haven't you learned it? That's right... the troll's head can't learn it!" George twisted Flint's left arm upwards...

"what!"

Such similar screams echoed in the auditorium. The magic duel that had been corrected by Flitwick eventually turned into a physical fight.

Many students decisively abandoned traditional magic when they were dueling, and directly followed what Professor Kong taught them, winning with speed and reaction, and catching the opponent by surprise first.

The four deans sighed in unison. They actually had certain psychological expectations for the current scene.

What's more, if you don't use magic to attack each other, those bruises are actually easier to heal, but it will be more painful during the duel.

After a vacation of self-cultivation, the students are full of energy, and they can just take advantage of this time to vent their emotions.