Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts

"Beautiful reaction. If you take the lead in a duel, you must use extremely fast speed to drag the enemy into your rhythm! In this way, your winning rate will be greatly increased. Assistant Professor Will is worthy of being a top Auror. , there is no flaw at all.”

Lockhart tried his best to explain next to him. Although he didn't understand all the spells he just said, it didn't stop this great writer with a lot of ink from saying things that everyone thought made sense.

Next, the little wizards saw colorful magic spells flying in the air, and the figures of the two professors kept dodging the magic spells pointed at them.

This greatly satisfied their senses. Watching the intense duel, they clenched their fists and wished they could take their own lives.

Lockhart couldn't explain it anymore, so he could only keep repeating, "Look, it's too fast, it flashed by again, it's beautiful."

But no one cared. They were all attracted by the two people on the stage.

Professor Flitwick couldn't help but feel a little annoyed after another spell shot missed. As a professor of Charms, he had been studying the speed and skills of spells in depth over the years.

This makes the power of his spell much greater and faster than that of many people.

And as a person with fairy blood, his short stature makes it easy for him to avoid various curses, but why is Chris so slippery!Even all the protection is useless.

Thinking of this, Professor Flitwick stopped his meaningless suppression and raised his wand to the sky: "Yingardim Leviosa!"

The folded chairs around the auditorium floated quickly under invisible pull, shocking the little wizards around them.

The first-year entrance spell can actually cause such a big scene when used by Professor Flitwick.

Chris didn't find it strange at all. That was the only spell Professor Flitwick shouted out just now!After escaping a spell, it was too late to stop him. Floating chairs were already hitting him from all directions like lightning.

There was a huge smashing sound, and the smashed wood chips splashed around. Everyone subconsciously covered their heads.

When they recovered, they found that the flying debris was still floating around the duel stage, as if time had stopped.

Professor Snape put away his wand and sat down with an expressionless expression. He had just controlled these sawdust. It was not difficult to control these fragments that had no magic power and were purely the reaction of force.

When people focused their attention on the stage again, Professor Flitwick was standing on the side of the stage breathing heavily, as if the move just now had consumed him greatly.

And Assistant Coach Will... Where is Assistant Coach Will?

The students stared at the only person left on the stage and the piles of stools next to them. They couldn't be more serious about it, right?

A cloud of white mist seemed imperceptible under the candlelight. It slowly shrank and condensed, and Chris revealed his figure and walked out.

His face was a little pale, and it was too reluctant to use one-third of his magic power to construct the trajectory of the mist. The same was true for Professor Flitwick's levitating spell. It couldn't even be considered a levitating spell.

Just when everyone was amazed at their superb skills, Professor Flitwick took a breath and looked at his former students.

"Chris, your performance is very good. It seems that you are very skilled in mastering the incarnation of fog. You were able to build it successfully!"

"Thanks to you, I have made some progress in constructing magic power." Chris replied with a corner of his mouth. He was not used to speaking during battle.

Professor Flitwick forcibly adjusted his breathing, then stretched out his wand and pointed at the sawdust on the floor and waved it.

"Attention Chris!"

"Media Morpheus!".

All the sawdust squirmed and turned into more than a dozen beasts of various kinds. Chris knew his intention immediately. The debris on the ground was when the transformation technique was at its best.

Chris raised his wand above his head and waved it in circles, shouting loudly: "Fire is raging!"

The burning flames on the thousands of candles seemed to have turned into liquid and flowed down. As the trajectories guided by the wands converged together, the temperature of the auditorium suddenly increased.

A firebird condensed into a huge flame quickly fell under the control of Chris's wand and hit the group of beasts that were about to take shape.

Just when the little wizards thought that a terrifying battle was about to break out again, the flames suddenly dissipated into nothingness, and the formed beast stayed where it was, with no intention of attacking.

Chris smiled at Flivy: "Filius, I didn't expect that you could actually cast a coma spell when you were running the transformation spell!"

Just when Chris was controlling the flames to turn the wood into beasts and burn it to ashes, a stun spell flew past his arm.

When he stood still, Chris would not think that Professor Flitwick had missed the shot. The subconscious magic expansion had not been released, and if the fight continued, it might not end well, so he stopped the falling of the flames and simply gave up.

Professor Flitwick gasped and looked at the calm Chris and said in surprise: "I'm reminding you, but you have improved so fast. In just over three years, your magic skills have become almost as strong as mine. "

"Haha, you praise me too much. I can't build two completely different magic tracks in my body at the same time."

Chris was in a good mood. He probably knew what level he was in the magical world.

Phineas made a mistake. Professor Flitwick must be one of the seven people he identified, but Chris did not think that a sure win meant sanctions.

The students in the audience had not yet recovered. The application of magic spells by the two professors completely exceeded their imagination.

For a moment, there was a huge cheer mixed with applause, which was deafening. Although they couldn't understand why Assistant Coach Will gave up condensing the flame in the end, it didn't stop them from feeling wonderful!

Chris bowed gracefully to the audience, and Professor Flitwick waved his wand.

"Ron, it's so wonderful! It's so wonderful!" Harry grabbed his good friend's sleeve and was extremely excited.

Ron also had an excited expression on his face: "I want to enter the combat club! I want to enter, I will, I swear!"

"There must be a lot of people trying to get in." The smart minister had already expected that he would hit the two friends mercilessly. She was also shocked. She didn't expect that the floating spell she learned in the first grade could be possessed. Such huge power.

This observant little witch had just noticed carefully that Assistant Professor Will's face was just a little pale, and Professor Flitwick seemed to be very tired. This did not rule out that Professor Flitwick was older.

"Okay, okay." Lockhart stood up at this time to signal everyone to be quiet, "I know everyone is very excited, very excited, right? Haha, I am the same. The duel just now reminded me of the time I played on Halloween The female ghost expelled is also wonderful.”