The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

The red color formed by the spell expanded rapidly on the Quidditch pitch, and bright flames intertwined around Ricardo, making him look like a warrior standing in the flames of the sky.

Gradually, the flames turned into strips, like countless tracks connected, criss-crossing, and intersecting into a mysterious and majestic thing——

Killing intent!

At this time, Ricardo was already boiling with murderous intent!

"Please principal...try this trick!"

His eyes were like torches, and his hands were slowly raised as if to hold up the sea of ​​fire. The vigorous flames burned like luster, like a monstrous killing array from ancient times!

"Merlin's beard..." The students onlookers were watching all this blankly, but someone suddenly exclaimed, and everyone finally found their voices again:

"I originally thought that the principal's fluorescent flashes could force the professor to use shields repeatedly, which would be the limit of ordinary magic spells. But the fire in this sea of ​​​​fire is blazing - this is simply beyond my imagination!"

"Yeah! This is so much beyond the book!"

"Can a wizard really do this?"

"Merlin's beard, I never dreamed that a wizard duel would look like this!"

"Don't tell me, Professor Lockhart is actually so powerful?!"

"Yes! This is the sea of ​​fire cast by Professor Lockhart! Sure enough, his adventure story is not a lie!"

"Then why in class..."

"Teaching and taking risks are not the same thing, man! Maybe someone just doesn't know how to teach!"

"Yes, it must be so!"

"Oh my God...I will be a fan of Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart from now on!"

"I really don't know how Professor Lockhart will compare to Professor Silva..."

"Huh? Why didn't you see Professor Silva today?"

"Have they... gone too far?" Dean McGonagall of Gryffindor looked at the sea of ​​​​fire in front of him, frowned, and said to Flitwick next to him, "Fluorescent lights... raging fire... really Is this what it looks like?”

"I don't think so either. I believe this is Li Fire..." Flitwick sighed in shock, "I was sorry that I couldn't duel with him at this time, but now it seems that I am really lucky..."

"No, this should be beyond the limit of raging fire," Babuling shook her head solemnly and interjected, "If I guessed correctly, both of them disguised the spell - to the level of a wizard Reaching a certain limit, even the color of the flame can be manipulated at will..."

"what?!"

"In other words, fluorescent flashing is not fluorescent flashing, but blazing fire... How could this be a fire spell..."

As Ricardo pushed his head violently, the scarlet sea of ​​fire flew into the sky in an instant. After rising high enough, it exploded with a loud bang!

"fall!"

A ball of fire fell down and landed in front of "Dumbledore". His reaction speed was very fast, and he nimbly dodged with a turn and jump - but in an instant, his head was enveloped by more balls of fire. !

The flames from the sky continued to fall, and the fireballs seemed to be spiritual, dense and sparse, hitting the man!

Fire rain filled the sky and fell into the sea!

The fierce flames will continue to burn and spread after touching the ground. As the sea of ​​​​fire disappears, the earth is covered with blood red and hot, as if a war is coming!

"This guy is really crazy!" Flitwick's eyes widened from the sidelines, "If this wasn't a burning fire, I would eat Merlin's beard!"

Standing in the center of the sea of ​​flames, Ricardo stared at the man who was dodging in embarrassment, a hint of ferocity flashed in his bloodshot pupils.

Really... I'm so disgusted with the frustration of approaching death!

Lumos, right?Well, mine is a blazing fire!

You want Avada Kedavra to be the essence of the curse, and I will respond with the core of the Fierce Fire!

Those who offend me will not stop fighting until death!

The fierce flames on the valley floor covered a very wide area, and the man's entire back was swallowed up in the flames. They spread and burned, turning the entire stadium into a pool of flaming lava!

The fierce fire is endless, scorching and shocking!

During this period, the corner of the man's clothes in front of him was touched by the flames. The sporadic flames quickly burned and spread, instantly burning the fluttering corner of the robe to ashes!

The lawn of the stadium has disappeared, the ground has been burned red, and all the shields have been completely reduced to pieces with the impact of the flames...

"That's enough!" The man in front of him panted and shouted, "I said, that's enough!"

He raised his hand suddenly, and just when Ricardo thought he was going to fight back, he felt the flames around him spreading uncontrollably, and the heat wave rushed towards the little wizards watching around him!

This is a fierce fire that lasts for days, an evil curse that burns out everything. How could these little wizards be able to resist it!

Mag raised his hand.

Flitwick ran to the front of Ravenclaw.

Snape and Sprout had already cast shields.

Among the students, Cassandra turned her right hand, and the river-like ribbon-like sacred object appeared on her fingertips.

"All curses end!"

But at the critical moment, Ricardo took a sudden step back and put away all the fire.

The scalding fire suddenly dissipated, and the gushing flames suddenly disappeared in the air. What was left on the court was a piece of land that was still burning.

In the remaining flames, the man stepped back. When the destructive offensive suddenly disappeared, his flowing beard and hair had already been burnt black.

"As expected of him." Babuling sighed as if she had foreseen it.

"That's definitely not Dumbledore!" Flitwick still looked solemn, "It's not Dumbledore's either!"

"We should stop the game and investigate this guy," Mag pursed his lips tightly. "He is at the end of his strength. Let's go down!"

"No, that's not possible," Flitwick quickly stopped the Gryffindor, "Ricardo... Lockhart can handle it, I believe. And he won't want his personal grudges to be used by others. put one's oar in."

Flitwick was right. Ricca glanced at McGonagall rushing forward and almost shouted "Don't come".

This was the person who unleashed Avada Kedavra on him... How could he be worthy of that narrow escape if he didn't kill him himself?

It's just that his current situation is not very good. Even he is a little vain even if he tries his best to take back his spell.

But it’s more than enough to deal with the fake and shoddy thing in front of me – what is this?

Suddenly, his pupils met the man's, and an extreme fear spread in his heart. Then he saw the other man raising his wand, unable to move.

This is...Dark Lock!

He is using him as a breakthrough to get out of the predicament!

Dark locking is the most commonly used deterrent magic used by dark wizards when their eyes interlock with each other.

But...he is a person who has been hanging out in Silent Alley all year round. How could he be so easily dealt with by a small spell?Even though he is weak at the moment, he is definitely not at the mercy of others!

Ricardo bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to get rid of the stiffness and suffocation that made his body fall into an ice cave when being locked. Then, he bowed slightly and stared calmly at the man who was attacking him.

The pounding heart gradually sank, and the whole person instantly entered the best state.

Meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

Clang!

The wand was raised, like a long sword unsheathed——

"Avada Kedavra!"