Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

On the podium.

Hermione stood on the podium in panic and looked at Yang An cautiously.

"Relax Granger-san."

Yang An smiled at Hermione, "Next you can use any spell you are good at to attack me, of course I suggest you don't use spells that are too powerful."

There was a good-natured laugh from the audience.

"I won't." Hermione pulled out her wand, her face slightly red, and stood face to face with Yang An.

"Then you can attack me anytime you are ready." Yang An added, "You don't have to tell me."

"Expelliarmus." Hermione's reaction was quick. As soon as Yang An finished speaking, she shook her wand and was about to attack.

It can be seen that Hermione took her most serious attitude and used the spell she was best at.

Hermione didn't worry at all that Yang An's wand would be knocked away by her. In her eyes, Yang An's strength was definitely comparable to that of the professor.

The same is true.

If it was any other student, Hermione's sudden attack might have killed them.

But under the gaze of everyone, Yang An's demeanor changed.

Two dazzling golden rays shot out from his eyes.

It was as if a sleeping dragon had awakened from Yang An's frail human body. His eyes turned into golden dragon pupils, and a terrifying menace emanated from Yang An.
For a moment, it filled the entire auditorium.

The air seemed to have turned into sticky magma, the temperature rose rapidly, and the feeling of a tiny ant facing the pressure of a giant dragon entrenched on a volcano was deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

Fear and terror
Everyone was afraid to move, they just stood there, staring at Yang An on the stage with their mouths open in astonishment.

The same thing happened to Hermione on the opposite side. Although she finished saying the spell, it was not activated.

Hermione was the most shocked. In her eyes, Yang An was changing rapidly. From his original human appearance, a pair of ferocious bronze dragon wings gradually grew out from his back. The iron-blue dragon bone mask covered his cheeks, leaving only a pair of dazzling golden eyes, staring directly at Hermione.

It was as if an invisible blade was already on her neck.

Seeing the terrifying dragon-like and human-like creature approaching step by step, Hermione could not muster any resistance. Instead, she had an urge to throw away her wand and crawl at the other's feet.

But Hermione was also persisting in her heart. Her will was like a lone boat beaten by a storm. She was in danger of sinking to the bottom of the sea at any time, but she just didn't want to give up.

When Yang An walked step by step to Hermione, her body was trembling, and her big brown eyes were mixed with fear and persistence.

far away.

The professors who were also intimidated by Long Wei were much better.

Among them, Professor Flitwick widened his eyes, drew out his wand and seemed to be planning to step forward to help.

The same was true for Professor McGonagall, who was frowning deeply.

Just then, Dumbledore spoke.

"Wait a moment."

"Principal Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall turned around in confusion, but saw a thoughtful and expectant look in Dumbledore's eyes.

"We have to believe Hermione. Look, that child hasn't given up either."

as predicted.

Under the gaze of everyone, Hermione seemed to be under tremendous pressure. Although she was slow and her arms were trembling, she still slowly raised her wand and aimed it at Yang An, who was less than two meters away from her.

"This child is worthy of being a Gryffindor." Dumbledore showed a relieved smile on his face.

Simultaneously.

Yang An looked at Hermione, who was intimidated by the Dragon King's majesty but still dared to raise her wand to face him, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"very good."

As he spoke, Yang An's aura dissipated like the tide, and the majestic golden light in his eyes that was as dazzling as magma turned into a warm light of light gold.

The Dragon King's majesty dissipated, leaving behind a beautiful and warm glow.

"Righteousness"

Hermione stared blankly at Yang An who was smiling friendly at her. The dragon-like and human-like appearance just now had disappeared, and now Yang An looked like an angel who had descended into the world.

"You did a great job, Miss Hermione, you demonstrated Gryffindor courage, you are a well-deserved Gryffindor."

Yang An's voice reached Hermione's ears, and at the same time, Yang An's hand pressed on Hermione's messy little head in an encouraging manner.

"Relax, it's over."

"It's over." Hermione's mind suddenly relaxed, and she staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, Yang An supported her in time.

Hermione's pretty face now has a little sweat on it, and she looks like she has just been fished out of the water, but she is in great spirits.

She murmured to herself, "Did I succeed?"

"That's right, your courage gives you extraordinary power. As long as you continue to hone your firm will, one day you will be able to completely ignore the enemy's threat and attack him!" Yang An affirmed.

Hermione managed to stand still, looking at Yang An beside her, who seemed to be surrounded by a layer of light white light. On the one hand, she couldn't believe the difference between him before and after, but on the other hand, she felt like she was embraced by the light.

"Thank you."

"I should be the one to say thank you, Miss Hermione, you responded to my test with outstanding courage, so Gryffindor gets ten points."

Yang An patted Hermione on the shoulder, then faced the students below who were staggering and looking like they had survived a disaster after the pressure had dissipated.

“Courage is the result of extraordinary human will.”

"If you don't even have the courage to raise your wand when facing a powerful enemy, how can you use your so-called skills?"

"When it comes to dark magic, you not only have to face magical creatures, but also those cruel and ruthless dark wizards. If you are scared and dare not move, you can imagine the consequences."

The sound of whispers of conversation gradually emerged among the students below.

"Teacher, I think there's something wrong." Malfoy raised his hand and spoke. He didn't notice that his address had changed to teacher. "Granger was obviously scared too, so why should she get extra points? I don't think her performance was any different from ours."

"Oh?"

Yang An raised an eyebrow, "So that's what you think, Mr. Malfoy."

"Why don't you try it yourself?"

As he spoke, one of Yang An's incarnations, who was standing in place, came in front of Malfoy in the blink of an eye, and everyone couldn't even see the incarnation's movement trajectory.

"Are you ready, Mr. Malfoy?" The avatar stretched out his hand slightly, indicating that Malfoy could attack.

Malfoy looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him. He was in a dilemma and just gritted his teeth.

"Collapse!"

Similarly, when Malfoy cast his magic, an evil and manic aura emanated from Yang An's incarnation, and his eyes turned blood red, as if a demon had descended into the world.

Staring at Malfoy.
This time, the momentum was basically concentrated on Malfoy.

The students around saw that Malfoy, who had originally had a stern look on his face, suddenly widened his eyes in horror and stared at the incarnation of Yang An in front of him. Then fear quickly filled his eyes, as if he had seen something that made him extremely terrified.

"No, no, no, don't come over here!"

Finally, Malfoy screamed and retreated step by step.

The other students made way for him, looking strangely at Yang An who hadn't changed at all, and then at Malfoy who was staggering backwards with his neck raised, eyes wide open, and an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"Mr. Malfoy, didn't you want to attack me? Why did you retreat instead?" Yang An spoke slowly.

But when the voice fell into Malfoy's ears, it made him look even more terrified.
"Ah!!! Don't come over here!!!"

The wand in Malfoy's hand fell helplessly from its owner's hand and fell to the ground.

Malfoy screamed, turned around and crawled outside. His extremely terrified look made the surrounding students fall into silence.

On the stage, Yang An watched the scene expressionlessly, then waved his hand.

Another avatar appeared in front of Malfoy in the blink of an eye and grabbed Malfoy's collar like a chicken.

"Wake up, it's okay."

Malfoy stared blankly at the face of another incarnation of Yang An, and the fear on his face gradually dissipated.

only.
"Damn, what is this?"

Someone looked at the floor and pointed at the water stains in surprise.

Everyone then realized that Malfoy was so scared that he peed his pants.

"Hahaha, are all you Slytherins such idiots? You don't have the courage that we Gryffindors have at all."

This was like stirring up a hornet's nest, and many Gryffindor students laughed unscrupulously.

Snape's expression also turned unhappy.

"Quiet!!!"

On the stage, Yang An's light voice made everyone subconsciously quiet down and turn their heads to look at him.

"Don't laugh at others. You may not be better off than them." Yang An said softly.

"Everyone, according to your grade, you will also experience a test of will. Each of you can cast a spell on my clone. As long as you can use it, whoever successfully raises the wand to me first can add five points to your house."

"That's what today's lesson is about."

Among the students, some were nervous, some were eager to try, and some seemed unconvinced.

Yang An didn't say much about this. He just let them try it themselves and they would find out.

With seven grades the students are separated.

Yang An looked at Hermione, who had recovered a lot, and said, "You can go and have a rest."

As he spoke, Yang An cast another spell to sweep away the sweat on Hermione's body, and her clothes became dry.

"No, I don't think it's enough. I want to keep trying." Hermione shook her head and said, with an extra eagerness in her eyes. She looked at Yang An in a daze. Could it be that this girl had that kind of tendency?

But since Hermione asked for it herself.

"That's fine." Yang An nodded, "Go and give it a try. Maybe you can be the first student to cast a spell on me."

Wait until Hermione also stepped down from the stage and merged into the crowd.

Yang An walked down from the stage and came to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, teacher, Professor Flitwick."

Seeing Yang An coming over, Professor McGonagall spoke first, frowning, "Is this really appropriate way of teaching?"

"What's inappropriate about that? Whether facing fierce magical creatures, dark wizards, or even the Dark Lord, I think it requires extraordinary willpower." Yang An said disapprovingly.

"but."

"Okay, McGonagall, I think this can be a kind of experience for the students." Dumbledore stopped Professor McGonagall from continuing.

Dumbledore looked at Yang An curiously, who was still maintaining his integrity and exuding warmth, giving people a very comfortable feeling. "This teaching method is very strange, but what surprises me even more is you, my child."

"I really want to know how you developed the momentum just now."

"Just a little insight." Yang An smiled and didn't explain too much.

Dumbledore nodded and asked with interest, "I heard you say that you are willing to teach this magic you created to your students?"

Dumbledore was referring to the Clone spell.

"That's right. Why, Principal, do you want to learn it too?" Yang An nodded generously and asked.

"If I may." Dumbledore looked around and smiled, "I think we are all very interested in this magic."

"I'm happy to discuss this magic with you professors. Maybe we can make greater improvements." Yang An said with a smile.

Look at those little wizards again.

Originally they were ambitious and wanted to prove themselves, but they soon realized that it was a wrong choice for them to laugh at Malfoy just now. They also realized that it was a courageous choice for Hermione to withstand the pressure and raise her wand towards Yang An.

Now they were all staggering, with fear on their faces, and many of them even wet their pants.

"Is this really okay?"

Professor McGonagall asked with a frown, she was worried that it would leave a bad shadow on the students' psychology.

"I think you must have a solution, Yang." Dumbledore stopped and turned to look at Yang An.

"Of course." Yang An nodded.

He clapped his hands lightly a few times.

The majesty disappeared.

The originally dead silent auditorium finally began to move.

Harry panted and sat down on the ground, "Oh my God. I feel like I'm facing a dragon."

"Yes, what I saw was a green demon." Nalong's voice was tearful and he looked like he was about to cry.

"Nalong, you actually performed very well just now. You have surpassed many people." Hermione encouraged. Although the pressure that the fourth graders were under was very strong, it was much less than when they looked directly at Yang An just now. Hermione could even directly confront Yang An's incarnation of will, so she also witnessed Nalong's changes.

"Really?" Nalong's crying voice became lighter after hearing this.

"Yes, I think so too." Harry said quickly.

Nalong seemed to be greatly encouraged, with tears on his face but a smile on his face.

Other people were also discussing this matter, especially the students who had wet their pants, all of them looked ashamed.

"Everyone has done a good job. This is only the first time. It's great that you can stick with it." Yang An said loudly.

Visible white light emanated from his body, illuminating the auditorium.

Those little wizards who still had fear or panic on their faces quickly calmed down.

"Are there any students who want to continue for a second time?" Yang An continued to ask.

Silence. Many little wizards hesitated and didn't speak.

"I do."

At this time, a somewhat cowardly voice came from the crowd.

Yang An looked over and saw Nalong, with some tear marks on his face, raising his hand firmly.

Yang An was startled, then nodded with a smile, "Very good, Gryffindor will give you five points to encourage Naron's courage."

(End of this chapter)