Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 145 Teachings of a Duel Champion

It was the first Saturday in March, and another Defense Against the Dark Arts club meeting was about to begin. The big room where the meeting was held was brightly lit, and fine charcoal was crackling in the fireplace.

Peter was still sitting happily on the right side of the fireplace, and there was an empty sofa on the left side of the fireplace. Snape didn't sit on it. He stood motionless, half hidden in the shadow cast by the wall, as if sleeping while standing up. It's the same.

The students sat in a circle on the soft sofas as usual, and no one noticed the dull blue symbols on the ceiling.Their eyes were all focused on the center of the classroom, where Filius Flitwick was standing.

Professor Flitwick was wearing an elegant three-piece suit, holding his wand gracefully in his right hand, like a symphony conductor about to perform.

He turned his body lightly to the side, but the tip of the staff hardly moved at all: "In a wizard duel, turning your body sideways to the enemy can effectively reduce the hit area. Although this is the most basic body technique, but in a flustered There are very few wizards who can always adjust their posture correctly in battle."

Hermione took out her notebook and frantically took notes while looking up at Professor Flitwick, for fear of missing any of his actions.

"Don't let the tips of your wands shake when you change positions—like this."

As he said that, Professor Flitwick adjusted his body to different angles and demonstrated it a few more times. Many students may think that his movements are simply turning his body sideways, which is nothing to be surprised about. Only Peter couldn't help but admire in his heart——Flit Professor Li Wei was able to quickly change the direction of the body while ensuring that the tip of the staff was as stable as being welded in the air. Such a skillful body technique is by no means ordinary.

Professor Flitwick said: "The above body skills are just the foundation. To improve dueling skills, you need to hone your footwork."

He demonstrated several times unhurriedly, moving forward, retreating, moving left, and moving right. Every step seemed to be strolling in a garden, but there was a sense of power and rhythm in his gestures, and the floor was crisp under his leather shoes. sound.

The eyes of the students also gradually turned from confusion to admiration, no wonder it is a duel champion, even a few random steps are not easy.

"Teng-teng--" Professor Flitwick completed the last step backwards, and his feet perfectly returned to the original point. The students applauded for Professor Flitwick.

He raised his wand and bowed a little shyly: "Thank you, thank you. Stop applauding, I'm so embarrassed." As soon as he said the words, the applause became more enthusiastic.

"I'm just a little old man now, and I've already become the champion of duels when I was young." He said humbly, "Okay, in addition to bodywork and footwork, we also need to cooperate with stick skills—if there is If anyone is willing to practice with me, I can demonstrate it more clearly."

"Professor Flitwick," Snape walked slowly out of the shadows, and pulled out his wand with his left hand, "I know a thing or two about wizard duels, if you don't mind..."

"Okay, okay!" Professor Flitwick said with a warm smile, "But you have to hold back a little bit, don't break my old bones!"

The students giggled, and Snape also smiled and said, "How is this possible? You are the dueling champion..."

The two stood facing each other, each in a posture, Snape's smile had long since slipped away, and Professor Flitwick's smiling eyes still carried the usual kindness.

"Everyone, come and watch the Dean's Battle, the ticket price is 100 Galleons." Peter teased.

There was another nervous laugh, and Professor Flitwick laughed too, but Snape didn't laugh, he just squeezed the wand tightly between the two fingers of his left hand.

Flitwick's eyes briefly fell on Snape's mutilated left hand, a faint crease appeared between his brows, but he quickly looked away politely.

"Left-handed staff..." Flitwick said, "Compared with right-handed staff, left-handed staff has more advantages. Most people are right-handed, and opponents are usually more accustomed to facing enemies with right-handed staffs. Like me The dwarf is even more beneficial, not only is the attack surface small, but the opponent must bow his head greatly when he encounters me!"

After listening to Professor Flitwick's self-mockery, the students burst into laughter. It is said that Flitwick was so short because of his fairy blood. He usually had to stand on a stack of books in lectures, and was often scraped away by the test papers when he collected the papers.

The demonstration performance of Flitwick and Snape began. The two stepped on the floor in an invisible circle without chaotic steps. The spell flew up and down between them. They all tacitly avoided the spell flying to students around.

Professor Flitwick took his height "advantage" to the extreme. In addition to conventional bodywork and footwork, he often used the height difference to hide in Snape's dead corner and launch a fierce attack in the dead corner.

Snape was also aware of this, he could always use the smallest movements to fine-tune his position and posture, push Flitwick out of a dead corner, and confront him head-on, and Flitwick's movements were much more agile and active than his Also more aggressive.

Even with the mental acceleration of the blue spell, Peter wasn't sure how much the students would understand.

In his opinion, Professor Flitwick's style is dexterous and changeable, he often takes the initiative to attack, and at the same time can use his own body advantage to reduce the probability of being hit, while Snape's style is as sinister and cautious as ever.

If Flitwick is a high-speed diving eagle, eager to pierce the opponent with lightning-like claws in the first ten seconds of the battle, then Snape is a poisonous snake that waits and sees, reducing movements, saving energy, and waiting Timing injects deadly venom into your opponent's veins.

After circling the classroom three times, the two deans returned to their starting positions, raised their wands tacitly to signify the end of the battle, and there was a burst of applause among the students, especially those from Ravenclaw. Students, they cheered for their dean.

Snape said in a low voice: "Don't just watch, I'll see how much you have learned..."

"Hey——" Professor Flitwick waved his hands kindly, "Don't force yourself so much, how can you learn this all at once?"

Snape said sarcastically as he walked back into the shadows, "The Winged Hogs at the gate of Hogwarts learn faster than these students..."

Peter ignored Snape's teasing, he stood up and walked to the middle of the classroom, the students' attention quickly turned to him.

"I divided you into ten groups according to different colleges. If you don't remember the grouping, you can ask our four teaching assistants. Next, I want to invite two groups to come up for a wizard duel. This duel is based on college points and personal points."

The students whispered to each other and began to discuss in a low voice. The students in the lower grades still attached great importance to the Academy Cup, while the senior students were already immune to the Academy Cup, and they paid more attention to personal points.

"It's not fair to the Slytherin house. If I remember correctly, there is only one group of students in Slytherin..." Snape said angrily, "Mr. Evan, since you can put seven Slytherin students together Send it to St. Mungo's, why don't you stand up now?"

(End of this chapter)