The wizard at Hogwarts is unscientific

Chapter 61: In less than three seconds of the duel, I have to kneel on the ground and beg you not to die.

Andy and his grandfather Norman came out to the yard.

Norman took out his wand and gestured to the ground, drawing a rectangular pattern ten meters long and two meters wide on the open space.

"bring it on!"

Norman stepped forward and stood in the middle of the rectangular pattern, turned to Andy and said, "Little Andy, do you know the etiquette of wizard duels?"

Andy: "..."

To be fair, if Norman used the Transfiguration technique to conjure up a ring just now, Andy would really think that he is a master duelist.

But you drew a rectangle on the ground with your wand...

Isn’t this too low?

"I know!" Andy had no choice but to follow him to the middle of the rectangle.

Bow down and hold your wand in the correct position.

The two quickly settled into a pose.

call--

A gust of wind blew by, and neither of them made a move.

After being quiet for a while, Norman stared and said angrily, "Little Andy, what are you waiting for? Use your magic?"

"You don't know any magic, do you?"

Andy finally asked, "That...grandfather, are you really a duellist?"

"Can I still lie to you?"

Norman said a little unhappy: "Besides, you are a first-year little wizard, do you think your magic can hurt an adult wizard?"

Uh...this should be what you really think, right?

Andy found out the truth!

But there is some truth to this statement.

Andy has seen wizard duels and knows the level of spellcasting of adult wizards.

Norman's magical attainments may not be as good as those dueling masters, but he is an adult wizard after all, and it is not difficult to resist a few magic spells of the young wizard.

Thinking of this, Andy felt relieved.

"Then I'm here." Andy said.

"Little Andy, use all your strength!" Norman gave Andy a provocative look.

OK!

"Burning flames!"

Andy directly condensed the flame curse into the form of a fire eagle, and pressed towards Norman from the air.

Norman seemed a little nervous, but he just waved his wand and sent the Firehawk in the wrong direction.

This action reassured Andy a lot.

Grandfather is still a little level.

Taking advantage of Norman's efforts to resist the fire hawk, Andy gave up control of the fire spell and pointed the wand in his hand at a wooden stake behind Norman.

"The stakes are flying!"

Andy has learned the Flying Curse since he failed to summon Dumbledore in the restricted area for the second time.

Under the effect of magic, the wooden stake slammed straight into Norman's back.

Thinking that Norman is an adult wizard after all, Andy didn't have any idea of ​​showing mercy.

"All petrochemical!"

boom!

The stake hit Norman's back so hard that he nearly fell over.Immediately afterwards, Andy's magic beam hit Norman, knocking him out of the air.

boom!

There was another soft sound, and Norman fell to the ground stiffly.

Andy: "..."

You say you are only at this level, what are you pretending to me?

Are you okay now?Within three seconds of the duel, I had to kneel on the ground and beg you not to die.

Andy ran over quickly, waving his wand at the same time.

"Stop the curse!"

"Ouch, Ouch!"

Norman's fat body curled up on the ground, "My waist, my waist! Little Andy, hurry up and call your grandmother out!"

"Mom! Hurry up and save people!"

Andy yelled quickly, and asked nervously, "Grandfather, are your injuries okay?"

"I'm fine... Injury? What injury?"

Norman stared, and said stiffly: "I'm not injured, I just twisted my waist. I'm getting old, and it's normal for my body to have some problems."

OK!Andy was speechless.

You are old, you are right in everything you say.

"What's the matter? I'm brewing a potion, what's the fuss?"

Helen opened the door and came out, seeing Norman lying on the ground, rushed over quickly, trying to help Norman up.

"Ouch! Take it easy, my waist..."

Norman let out a cry of pain, which scared Helen too much to move.

She looked at Andy with a bad face, "What are you doing outside?"

Norman quickly explained: "It's nothing, and it has nothing to do with little Andy. I wanted to teach Andy's dueling skills, but I accidentally twisted my waist. Hey... I am getting older, and my body is not as good as before."

Andy nodded again and again.

right!That's the case.

Helen obviously didn't believe it.

Andy didn't know what level Norman was before, how could Helen still not know?

Let alone a duel, even if you throw an apple at him, he might not be able to catch it.

With this kind of reaction, how can you still teach Andy to duel?

Just kidding!

Helen took out her wand, turned the stake on the ground into a stretcher, and together with Andy, carefully lifted Norman onto the stretcher.

"Wingardim, Leviosa!"

Controlling the stretcher to fly into the air, Helen looked at Andy and ordered, "Andy, go and call your grandmother and Isa back. I'm afraid your grandfather needs to go to the hospital for a look."

"No!"

Norman quickly refused, "No need...don't bother, there is white meat at home, just let little Andy wipe some for me later."

Helen was a little speechless, this old man was still so obsessed with face.

"Is there really no need to go to the hospital?" Helen asked.

"No, no!" Norman shook his head repeatedly.

Controlling the stretcher and flying into the house, Andy and Helen carried Norman onto the bed together.

Helen took out a bottle of white fresh food from her backpack and said, "Andy, help your grandfather apply the medicine."

"Okay!" Andy said kindly.

After taking the medicine, Andy let Norman take a good rest, helped cover the quilt, and left the bedroom.

Helen was still in the living room. As soon as she saw Andy, she asked: "Did you duel with your grandfather?"

"Uh…"

Andy didn't know whether it was a duel or not, but he still recounted what happened from beginning to end.

"Tsk tsk!"

Helen shook her head, and complained helplessly, "You're so old, why are you still the same as before?"

After finishing speaking, Helen looked at Andy again, "If you want to try actual combat, wait until I finish the potion."

"Really?" Andy was surprised.

Just looking at Helen's inadvertent spellcasting on weekdays, Andy can tell that Helen's magic level is still online.

"Don't be too happy."

Helen said with a proud face: "When your father's generation and I went to school, it was the time when the power of the mysterious people was at its most rampant. We were under a lot of pressure at the time, and our studies were more... than those wizards who lived in peaceful times. A lot of effort.”

"I won't show mercy!"

Helen originally wanted to use Andy's generation as an example, but when she thought about Andy's hard work, Helen thought it was better to forget it!

Even if he lived in the war years, he might not work harder than Andy.

That's it!

Andy nodded knowingly.

In fact, it's normal to think about it, just like grandfather Norman, maybe he hasn't fought with other wizards in his life.

No wonder the level of magic is so low.