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Chapter 248 The Recognized Professor

Gino's words were like a grand epic, leaving the young wizards looking at each other in bewilderment.

Blood and tears, practice?

I don't understand. Does it mean we're going to fight?

Ignoring the various expressions on the young wizards' faces, Gino stared at everyone and asked again, "Does anyone else have a question?"

"Professor Luther."

Another young wizard raised his hand.

Gino looked in the direction of the raised little hand.

Wherever their gaze fell, the young wizards spontaneously parted into two paths.

Gino saw a little witch with messy hair raising her little hand, staring at him stubbornly.

"Oh, Miss Hermione Granger." Gino smiled as he looked at the girl who was famous throughout Hogwarts.

"Feel free to ask me any questions; I'll answer them to the best of my knowledge."

"I see." Hermione hesitated, pursed her lips, and slowly asked under the watchful eyes of many, "Professor Luther, what did you do before?"

This question had been weighing on Hermione's mind.

She searched through countless newspapers and magical magazines, but could not find any mention of the name Gino Luther.

Therefore, Hermione was very puzzled about the other person's identity.

"Me? That's a good question." Gino smiled at Hermione and teased the others, "I'm sure many of you have the same question, right?"

"Then I can tell you."

"My name is Gino Luther."

The boy seemed to have said something trivial, chuckling as he said, "I was traveling the world before coming to Hogwarts."

"I have traversed high mountains and waded through streams."

"I leaped over mountains that no one had ever set foot on."

"We have also defeated cruel and fierce enemies."

"You can't even imagine who I am."

Gino stroked his chin: "But what I can tell you is..."

"As the professor of Black Magic, I will teach you countless knowledge and skills."

Gino snapped his fingers: "Now, let's begin my lesson!"

He slowly opened his right hand, and countless azure energies covered each little wizard like light shields.

"Everyone."

"Choose your opponents based on the numbers on your bodies."

The young wizards listened to Gino's words and looked at their own bodies in confusion.

They quickly found their respective numbers on their arms.

The range is 1-100, and each person's score is different.

It wasn't until Harry saw the number one on his wrist and heard the noisy shouts of Malfoy from Slytherin not far away: "I am 1!"

Hearing Malfoy's shouts, Harry's expression grew even more grim.

Sometimes, he really wanted to call the police.

Did Professor Luther realize that he and Malfoy didn't get along, which is why he put him in the same group as Malfoy?

Harry couldn't understand it, but the pale blue light covering him seemed to glow like a magnetic field, with a deep blue light shining through, like positive and negative magnetic fields attracting each other.

"bump!"

The light curtain enveloping Malfoy collided with Harry's, and the two woke up from their bewildered state.

They gazed at each other.

They both noticed the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Why is it you?"

"So it was you!?"

The two boys looked at each other, but their gazes ignited a spark of anger.

Harry Potter and Malfoy.

The two had harbored resentment for a long time since the first misunderstanding they had.

So, in this kind of situation, it's best to settle both old and new grudges together!

"What envelops you is a magical shield that I have built for you."

Gino spoke in a lighthearted tone.

He smiled as he explained the rules of the event.

"This battle has a time limit of 20 minutes."

"I don't care what kind of Rubik's Cube you use, or even your fists. Whoever leaves more marks on the opponent's shield is the winner and will receive my gift."

"So, now is the time to prove yourself."

Gino's words were like a bugle call to arms, signaling the start of the war.

The little wizards who were staring at each other just a second ago are now wrestling together.

"The black snake emerges from its hole!"

The first two to make a move were Harry and Malfoy.

Malfoy, from a pure-blooded family of honor, was the first to make a move. He brandished his staff, the tip of which flashed with magic and formed a hissing, flickering venomous snake.

A jet-black venomous snake, three fingers wide, slithered toward Harry with its greasy body.

"roar!"

The snake's body shot towards Harry like a crescent moon.

The boy rolled on the ground in a rather disheveled state.

Enveloped in a silver-blue light, Harry wasn't seriously injured when he fell to the ground.

Staggering to his feet in an ugly manner, the boy first used his most skilled magic.

"Grinning widely!"

A beam of red and blue magic shot towards Malfoy with great speed, slamming into the magic barrier and creating ripples.

"Damn it!"

Malfoy felt the magical barrier pull his body down, causing him to fall rather awkwardly onto the muddy ground.

Malfoy's back felt like it was on fire, but he still had a fierce look about him as he lay on the ground.

"Suspended and flipped!"

He roared, his wand trembled, and a blazing beam of light hurtled toward Harry.

As before, the spell cast by the wand was blocked by the azure light barrier, but the impact caused Harry to fall awkwardly to the ground.

The two people fell to the ground, one on each side.

They were breathing heavily, their eyes fixed on their opponents.

then…

"Aaaaaah!"

Shouting, they threw down their wands and began to fight each other like street thugs.

The light barrier can block damage, but the impact of an opponent's punch hitting the light barrier cannot be faked.

It's not just Harry and Malfoy.

More and more young wizards, having exhausted all the spells they could cast, also opted for close-quarters combat.

It seems that only such a battle can vent the anger in their hearts.

On the playground.

In the mud.

Look around.

Wherever people are, you can see figures locked in combat.

Time passed second by second.

until.

"boom!"

A muffled thunderclap exploded in the sky, startling everyone.

People stopped what they were doing without prior arrangement.

Harry, who was riding on Malfoy and throwing punches, also tilted his head to look.

They saw Professor Luther standing on a high platform not far away, hands behind his back, smiling as he watched everyone: "Alright, this lesson is over."

"I hope you can learn from today's experience and continue the fight tomorrow."

"Do you understand?"

As Gino's voice faded, the magical energy that had enveloped the young wizards dissipated. Gino said, "Those of you who win one-on-one battles can ask me questions or learn powerful spells by showing the silver-blue mark on their hands."

These words were spoken.

The previously silent young wizards suddenly erupted in deafening cheers.

Each winner was overjoyed, their faces beaming with enthusiastic smiles.

Harry looked at Malfoy and was surprised to find that Malfoy, like himself, had a silver-blue cross mark on his wrist.

"cut!"

(End of this chapter)