Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Harry asked, "You must know something—"

Snape waved wand to silence the chaotic voices around him. He said word by word: "You are too nosy, Potter! If you are touted, you really think of yourself as a savior. If it weren't for your mother's sacrifice, you would be nothing!"

Harry's stomach surged. , He felt fortunate and sad. Fortunately, he was right. Snape really knew more about the inside story, but sadly, he mentioned his mother. What is there that he didn't know?

And Snape was still boasted shamelessly taunting him, describing him as a villain who managed to escape death and steal fame that was not his own. His lungs were about to explode.

He couldn't help holding Wand tightly, wishing to give Snape a bat spirit curse immediately. He felt that the name of this incantion matched Snape too well—he looked like a dirty one The big bat.

Snape noticed Harry's movements, his indifferent eyes narrowed, and harboring malicious intentions said: "Do you want to do it, Potter? I am willing to give you this opportunity..."

Harry He took two deep breaths of air and said stiffly: "No, I am not looking for you." He walked away a few steps, turned his head and looked towards Felix not far away, and said loudly, "I choose Professor Haip."

Snape's expression was very surprised. In his judgment, Potter's character would definitely be irritated, and when the time comes, he could just and honorable teach him a lesson.

To be honest, he looks forward to this scene very much.

But this kid turned down, how dare he!

Snape retreated to the edge of the stage unwillingly. Felix and Harry drew close to each other, putting Wand on his chest and saluting.

Harry whispered: "Professor, if I can stick to two minutes, can you promise me one thing?"

Felix looked at him, said with a smile: "It's like What happened during the special training?"

"Yes." Harry said quickly. He didn't expect to get information about father and Sirius Black from Snape. It was just a coincidence just now. His real strategy, "It's like the first time I succeeded, I invite you to watch Quality Quidditch Supplies Firebolt samples with me."

"I released the water at that time, in order to strengthen your confidence." Felix said.

"I know, but I have also improved." Harry said.

After a brief conversation, the two saluted each other, walked seven steps backwards, and turned to stare at each other.

Felix didn't mean to do it first, Harry understood that everything was like in Leaky Cauldron's basement.

He shook wand violently and shouted: "Incarcerous!" A rope flew towards the opponent like a thin snake, but he didn't see the effect, then he took two steps back, followed by another note Silent Disarming Charm.

Felix stood there with a smile, the rope quickly softened as soon as it touched his body, and he tilted his head, avoiding the arc of red. Take advantage of the trend and wave two incantions, one crimson and one golden.

"Protego!" Harry prepared the Shield Charm early. One of the incantions wiped across the magic barrier, and the other incantion hit the Shield Charm straight, with a muffled noise.

Harry was meditating on the number in his heart. This is the rule he summarized. In the special training, Professor Haip never knocked him down at once in order to train him, but there was a certain interval. Let him see a glimmer of hope.

Silent count to eight, he dodged and smashed the Shield Charm directly with a powerful incantation. He got up from the ground embarrassedly, and raised his hand threw away three or four Stunning Spell-"Stupefy! Stupefy! Stupefy!"

No movement appeared, Felix appeared faintly discernible in front of him. The magic barrier blocked Harry's incantion. Immediately he stretched out his hand flatly, and the magic barrier in front turned into seven or eight blunt arrows, flying towards Harry.

"sou sou!" Arrow let out a whimper.

Harry used a freezing spell to freeze the arrow in the air, and he immediately leaped to the side.

The arrow paused for a second or two, and continued to smash on the wooden floor along the predetermined track, making a suspicious muffled noise.

"chi chi chi!"

Less than 30 seconds before and after, but the two showed a strong offensive and defensive interaction, which attracted many people's attention. Professor Haip is undoubtedly very relaxed, young wizards are not surprising, but Harry is incomprehensible.

The familiarity he showed with duels surprised everyone.

Harry was really embarrassed. Most of the moment he was dodging, rolling, and retreating embarrassedly... But he always found time to fight back, releasing incantion far more frequently than the previous students.

Moreover, his expression is very calm, completely without the lose one's head out of fear of the previous few.

Harry was running constantly on the stage, he wanted to distance himself from Professor Haip.

Two minutes are very long, and Harry had to plan carefully. This was something he had never considered before. Even though he knew his incantion was useless, he kept fighting back, trying to interfere with the professor's attack frequency.

But what makes him desperate is that Professor Haip has always attacked at a moderate pace, almost once every seven or eight seconds, and has never changed because of his interference.

'I'm still too far away! '

"As I speculate, I won't be Sirius ·Black's opponent at all!"

Harry became anxious, and he desperately reminded himself that it is not the time yet, but he just forbears Can't help thinking about things.

While running, he was hit by a confinement curse and tripped to the ground.

His glasses flew out, and Harry lifted the head blankly, vaguely seeing a vague silhouette on the opposite side lifting the wand.

"no!"

He struggled to hold up wand, and shouted: "Expelliarmus!"

The blazing red beam was excited, like It is a laser with the thickness of a wrist, faintly emitting white light.

Incantation spanned more than ten meters and collided head-on with the Disarming Charm that Felix had hit.

"Huh?"

Felix calmly increased the formidable power of the spell, making the formidable power of the two Disarming Charms equal.

From the perspective of the young wizards, Harry and Professor Haip were evenly divided for a time. The incantion between the two was fiercely colliding, with crackling explosions and magic arcs.

The small half of the auditorium is boiling.

"This is Harry's Disarming Charm? How did he practice it!"

"It is said that he used this incantation to destroy the dementor who tried to attack him..."

"He has only the Third Year, he deserves to have defeated the savior of you know who."

"Do you think he can win?"

"...think more Come on you, but I think it's possible in the future!"

Standing in the corner, Snape watched this scene in shock. He never knew that Harry could use such a powerful magic. This is far beyond what he usually shows.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed the appearance of another person.

It's Lupin!

He looks very haggard, his gray hair seems more conspicuous, and his clothes are patched. He didn't know when he appeared in the auditorium, and was looking at Harry with concern.

The eyes of the two met, Lupin nodded friendly, and then stared at Harry intently.

On the gilded ring, Harry desperately maintained the spell. He didn't know how long it had passed. Every second was like a century, but he wished he could hold on longer.

Perhaps he has persisted for two minutes? In this way, Professor Haip will not refuse his request. Harry thought.

Felix's incantion is stable and terrifying, and it hasn't weakened a bit from beginning to end. Harry watched as the magic that belonged to his side was suppressed back.

He clenched his teeth and persisted, his vision began to drift, and he was no stranger to this feeling.

'The next second, I should fall on the carpet floor. Although it is uncomfortable, it is not too painful...'

"dong!"

Harry hit the ground, "It hurts!" Tears flowed out of his eyes.

He suddenly realized that he was not training in Leaky Cauldron's basement, but on the gilded ring of the school auditorium, with bare hardwood boards under him.

"Harry ~Harry ~" He heard a gentle shout, and someone crouched over, but he could no longer tell who it was.

He fainted completely.

Felix watched the lost self-control pounce on Harry's Professor Lupin and stopped at a distance.