Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

Snape said, raising his hand in Alvin's direction.

"Evan Rustin Darknight." Snape said calmly: "You must all know him. Although he is younger than most of you, he can already defeat three-headed dogs, giant monsters, and basilisks by himself. And... werewolves..."

"In addition, as rumored, Mr. Darknight is indeed a dark wizard. According to the judgment of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, without considering external factors, he was determined to be the most dangerous dark wizard at present. Of course - This refers to his magical properties.”

"So before teaching you combat skills, Professor Flitwick, the former dueling champion, and Mr. Darknight will give you a specific demonstration."

Everyone guessed wrong, Snape had no intention of taking action at all.

"Think about it, after all, he was beaten so badly by Alvin before..." Ron muttered softly.

"For safety reasons, poisonous spells will not be used in this demonstration, but curses will inevitably be used, so in order to prevent someone from being accidentally injured, I suggest you take out your wand and take precautions."

Snape said, strode to the end of the long platform, and gave Ron a slap in the face as he passed by, causing Ron to grimace in pain.

On the long stage, Ivan and Professor Flitwick faced each other on both sides of the stage. Professor Flitwick looked at Ivan with a smile: "Evan, you have to be careful..."

Alvin raised his eyebrows: "You look very confident, Professor."

"Not at all!" Professor Flitwick said sharply: "I want you to be careful! Don't accidentally hurt me!"

Alvin: "..."

I see…

Taking off his cloak, Ivan threw it to Hermione at the stand, revealing the modified 'equipment'.

Clicking his fists, Ivan moved his muscles, with a smile on his lips: "Then you have to go all out, I don't have a bad habit of letting go."

Professor Flitwick shook his head helplessly and took out his wand from his pocket.

Although he was a little unsure, he already had a rough idea on how to deal with Ivan.

"Okay, both sides are ready to take their positions. Now, raise your wand and bow." Snape seemed to dislike this complicated etiquette and said impatiently.

Alvin and Professor Flitwick both raised their wands, as if they were holding a sharp sword, and bowed slightly towards each other.

"When I count to three, the duel begins." Snape said: "One - two - three!"

Professor Flitwick suddenly raised his wand, but it was not aimed at Ivan, but at the table under his feet, and a transformation spell was quickly released.

Snapped!

There was an explosion, and Ivan kicked the magic spell away.

The magic spell was cast on the candle on the ceiling, and the candle suddenly turned into a small cart.

"That's not okay, Professor..." Alvin smiled badly: "How can you take advantage of others' danger?"

Professor Flitwick said nothing. With a flick of his wand, several iron ropes appeared out of thin air and flew towards Ivan.

The blue magic circle in Ivan's left hand flashed past, and the iron rope was instantly frozen.

And just as he froze the iron rope, a red light flew quickly toward his chest.

"Passed out!"

clang--

A blast.

A shield made of iron ropes appeared in front of Ivan - he transformed the iron ropes conjured by Professor Flitwick into a shield.

"Wonderful Transfiguration! Minerva will definitely be proud of you!" Professor Flitwick said loudly. During the battle, he changed his usual gentle image and became bold and bold.

Then, he pointed his wand at his feet, intending to turn the entire long platform into a moving cart, but saw Ivan put his hands together and instantly froze the entire long platform.

This kid is really strong...

Professor Flitwick sighed in his heart, this ice seal could have imprisoned him all together.

He clearly remembered that on the first day Ivan came to Hogwarts, he used this kind of freezing magic to imprison an entire team of Aurors.

For mortal wizards, this ice can be said to be a fatal threat.

"Well, in that case..." Professor Flitwick gave up on trying to stun Ivan, and instead cast a super-sensory spell on himself, and then pointed the wand in Ivan's direction: "I have to use some rough methods. At least don't let me lose too ugly, Mr. Darknight..."

"As you wish, Professor." Ivan gently raised his hand to indicate.

At the edge of the long stage, Snape flicked his wand, and a soft force immediately pushed the students under the stage far away.

"Stay away!" He looked at Fred and George who wanted to get closer and yelled angrily: "If you don't want to be put in a matchbox and sent home!"

The atmosphere was tense for a moment, and suddenly, Professor Flitwick suddenly shouted: "Flying sand and moving rocks!"

laugh--

The blue fire suddenly erupted, making a violent explosion sound, and the terrifying high temperature rushed towards Ivan in an instant.

Then, whoosh—

The fire seemed to have found its home, condensing into Aiwen's mouth.

"I thought you could only eat dark magic!" Professor Flitwick felt that he had been deceived.

Flying sand and moving rocks are evil curses, more powerful than thunderbolt explosions. He has tried his best to release the most dangerous curse that can be released at the moment.

"Actually, flames can also be used." Ivan wiped the corners of his mouth.

Professor Flitwick's expression became more solemn, and he waved his wand continuously: "Imprison quickly! Seal the tongue and throat! All petrified..."

A series of magic spells were launched from his staff, and were blocked by Alvin one by one. In terms of the total amount of magic power on both sides, the magic power levels of both sides were almost the same, and even Alvin was slightly higher, so he was not worried about the other party's consumption. Own.

Suddenly, Professor Flitwick flicked his wand: "Here comes the wand!"

whoosh-

Irvine's wand fell out of his hand and fell into the hands of Professor Flitwick.

Looking at his empty palm, and then at the wand taken away by Professor Flitwick, Ivan suddenly became speechless.

If Professor Flitwick used the Disarming Curse, there would be no chance of disarming him at all, but it was different with the Flying Curse. The ability of this spell was to summon, not to attack. If it was used suddenly, it would really be hard to guard against.

After all, he is the Head of Ravenclaw, and he is indeed smart!

It's just a pity that he is not particularly smart...

Bending down slightly, Aiwen punched his fists, and a dazzling fire surrounded him, and then he stepped out: "Fire Dragon's -"

Professor Flitwick's face was solemn. The enhanced perception given to him by the super-sense spell made him feel the extreme danger in Ivan. Only then did he realize that from the beginning of the duel to now, Ivan has not even moved his feet!

"Sword horn!"

boom--

The fire bloomed from behind Ivan, and then, his whole body flew out like a cannonball, flying across the long platform in the blink of an eye.

Professor Flitwick flicked his wand, conjuring a huge steel plate to block the front.

Ai Wen clenched his right hand into a fist, and the black and red magic flames entangled and exploded in his palm: "Mingyan Dragon Mode! Mingyan Dragon's - Collapse Fist!"

clang--

There was an explosion, and the steel plate exploded instantly, and then turned into a pool of molten iron in the scorching heat.

Then, Ivan appeared in front of Professor Flitwick. The knife in his right hand was placed in front of Professor Flitwick's neck. The blue light in his left hand flashed and held down Professor Flitwick's hand holding the wand. As long as the other party made the slightest movement, he would instantly will be frozen.

"I lost..." Professor Flitwick sighed: "I told you not to let me lose too ugly..."

"You reacted too fiercely, Professor." Ivan comforted, "I'm afraid I might kill you accidentally."

Professor Flitwick: "..."