Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil

Upon hearing the word "duel," Regulus raised an eyebrow, a playful smile appearing on his face. With a hint of mockery, he looked at Puni and said, "Oh? A duel? What, after only a few months of classes at Hogwarts and mastering some basic magic, you think you can defeat a grown wizard like me?"

Puni waved his hand, a slightly embarrassed smile on his face: "I don't think I can beat you, I just want to try out the process of a duel."

Regulus slowly stood up: "Since you want to try, I'll accompany you this time. Speaking of which, it's been a while since I've actually cast a spell. This is a good opportunity to stretch my muscles and bones so I don't become rusty over time."

He paused, looked around the living room of Black's old mansion, and frowned slightly: "However, this space is too small and there is too much furniture. It is not suitable for dueling at all. We might accidentally damage things. Let's go to my manor. There is a special training ground there, which is enough for us to practice."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Regulus called out, "Kreacher!"

Almost the instant the voice fell, a figure appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them—it was the house-elf Kreacher.

He was even smaller than Morty, and sparse white hairs had grown on his ears, spreading along the tips of his ears, indicating that he was about to enter the old age of a house-elves.

Kreacher bowed slightly, his posture extremely respectful: "Yes, Master, Kreacher is always here, ready to obey your orders at any time."

Regulus looked at him and calmly instructed, "Go and tell the lady that Puni and I are going to the manor and may be delayed for a while, so she doesn't need to worry."

"Yes, Master, Kreacher will report to the Madam immediately!" Kreacher replied respectfully, without saying anything more, and in a flash, he disappeared from the living room.

After finishing his chores, Regulus turned around, extended his arm to Puni, and gestured for him to come over.

Puni instantly understood what he meant.

Regulus intended to Apparate to take him to the manor. Without hesitation, he strode forward and placed his hand firmly on Regulus's arm.

The next second, Puni felt the surrounding space begin to distort and rotate, the scene in front of him became blurry, and a slight whistling sound came to his ears. That familiar feeling of dizziness arrived as expected.

This is what apparition feels like.

However, the dizziness did not last long. In an instant, the surrounding scenery became clear again, and the two were standing steadily in the courtyard of Black Manor.

Regulus withdrew his arm and turned to look at Puni beside him. He found that Puni's face was calm and his breathing was steady. He did not have the discomfort he had just experienced Apparition. In fact, Puni was even more composed than Regulus. Regulus couldn't help but laugh and tease him, "I didn't expect you to adapt so quickly. With your condition, you can totally go and learn Apparition now. You look even better than I did when I first learned it. You're not dizzy at all."

Puni shrugged slightly, a confident smile on his face: "To be honest, I think so too. I felt like I was almost ready to try before, but I just haven't had the right opportunity."

As they talked, they walked deeper into the manor. They had only gone a few steps when a house-elf quickly came to greet them.

The house-elf, dressed in a clean uniform, bowed respectfully to the two of them before leading them toward the training grounds at the back of the manor.

Before long, the two arrived at the training ground.

It was a vast, open meadow with a flat surface and no obstacles around it. A simple protective barrier was set up at the very edge, making it a place specifically for practicing magic and dueling.

Regulus walked to the center of the arena, stopped, and slowly drew his wand. The wand was dark black with fine patterns engraved on its shaft. As he held it, the magic around him instantly became calmer.

He looked up at Puni opposite him: "Alright, Puni, we can begin. I think you wouldn't like that ridiculous fighting style where you take turns making moves, dragging things out, would you?"

Upon hearing this, Puni's magical power surged rapidly, decisively and without the slightest hesitation: "Of course I don't like it, that method is too much of a waste of time."

Before he finished speaking, Puni launched the attack first, without the slightest hesitation or unnecessary preamble, clearly reciting the incantation.

"Torn apart!"

As the spell was cast, a dazzling beam of magic shot out from the tip of the wand, carrying powerful magic, and shot straight toward Regulus.

Regulus hadn't expected Puni to be so decisive, it could even be described as a sneak attack, and a hint of helplessness flashed across his face.

This kid really doesn't show any mercy; he attacked without warning.

Despite his complaints, his actions didn't falter at all. He immediately raised his hand, waved his wand, and chanted, "Shatter!"

Two equally powerful beams of magic met in mid-air and collided instantly. The violent explosion of magic produced a large amount of white smoke, which quickly spread out, completely obscuring the figures of the two people. The entire training ground was shrouded in a thick layer of smoke, making it impossible to see what was inside.

Suddenly, a cloud of sand and gravel instantly dispersed the remaining smoke, and the scene of the training ground became clear again.

Regulus looked up and found that the opposite side, where the smoke had dissipated, was completely empty, without even a trace of Puni.

"This kid is really fast."

Regulus's lips curled into a slight smile.

Puni clearly took advantage of the smoke to quietly move to a new position, most likely preparing a sneak attack from the shadows.

To prevent any unforeseen event, Regulus immediately raised his hand and waved his wand, chanting a defensive spell: "Guardian Barrier!" A pale blue magical barrier instantly enveloped him, indestructible and capable of withstanding most attacks.

Almost the instant the magic barrier took shape, a familiar voice came from above.

"Disarming Spell!"

Regulus looked up and saw a beam of red light shooting down from the sky, heading straight for his chest.

But the red light landed on the magical barrier around him and was instantly bounced back, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust, having no effect whatsoever.

This sneak attack completely failed.

Only then did Regulus realize that Puni was being held in the claws of a large, jet-black bird with broad wings, suspended in mid-air, looking down at him.

The enormous bird, with its wingspan almost obscuring half the sky, was created by Puni using a transformation spell.

"I didn't expect this kid to learn the Transfiguration spell so quickly and use it so skillfully."

Before Puni could make another move, Regulus immediately waved his wand and chanted the cessation spell: "Stop Spell!"