Chinese students at Hogwarts.

“The daughter of the Evans family will never make a deal with scum!

no way! "

Petunia's roar echoed in the specially constructed church.

All the laughter stopped suddenly at this moment, and the mocking expressions of the Death Eaters seemed to be frozen and solidified on their faces.

Dudley, who was huddled in the corner, suddenly let out a scream as sharp as a slaughtered pig.

Then the fat Dudley was really like a wild boar, with his head buried in tears and he charged in the direction of his mother.

The Death Eaters were so close to Dudley that they were caught off guard. They could only retreat in confusion or pull out their wands at a loss.

But he didn't dare to take action because he was afraid of accidental injury. Dudley knocked away a person, threw himself on the ground, and grabbed the wand that had been thrown carelessly on the ground by the Death Eaters, as if he had used Harry's head as a target for practice. Like when you throw a baseball.

The holly wand flew past in a whirl, as if practicing in a dueling club.

Harry always had to grab the wand he had disarmed. He instinctively jumped up and picked up the wand.

What Zhang Xiao once said seemed to ring in my ears again:

"The vast majority of wizards are still at the stage of seeing with their eyes. If faced with many enemies, running away is always the best choice.

My suggestion is to find a way to block your vision, such as - [Smoke], which can at least help you get a short rest. "

In this flash of lightning, Harry felt that everything around him seemed to slow down. He saw the Death Eaters spitting droplets and cursing.

He saw Dudley holding his head and letting the furious Death Eater point his wand at him.

He even saw Voldemort standing there without any intention of moving, just looking at him with his scarlet eyes.

Why doesn't he move?

Harry didn't know, but he felt a sense of joy in his heart. Thank God, Voldemort didn't do anything.

Harry, who had no time to think about it, swung his arm like a whip, and his wand slid through the air with a whining sound.

"[Fumos]!"

Harry shouted, and thick gray-white smoke poured out from the wand. For just a short moment, the entire church seemed to have returned to the foggy city of 1800.

The fog was so thick that it was impossible to see what was on the other side even from a few feet away.

After landing, Harry pulled Petunia, who was still stunned, bent down and ran towards Dudley's position in his memory.

It turned out that this approach was correct, because not long after the two people bent down, there were magic spells flying around above their heads, and Death Eaters waved their wands and shouted to sweep away the whirlwind.

The strong wind stirred up the mist, making everything inside even more blurry.

Then some Death Eaters began to laugh and said: "Goyle, this is a smoke screen curse. It cannot be blown away by strong winds. The curse must be broken!"

"Removing the curse?"

"What are you looking at? I don't know how to do it. Curse Stop is useless against celestial magic. Who knows why that cunning scar-headed boy Potter uses such a biased spell."

This is thanks to Zhang, Cedric, and Hermione. The three of them have developed a set of practical guidelines, but they are only guidelines and have not been used in actual combat.

Perhaps because of the tense relationship, Harry actually had time to think about other things.

While there was chaos in the arena, there was calm around Voldemort.

It was like there was an invisible glass cover around it, and the mist separated from both sides.

Bella slowly came over and asked in a low voice:

"Master. Master, if you don't want to do anything, I can-"

Voldemort actually turned around and came to his previous armchair and sat down, followed by Bella.

"Bella! Potter is mine - but before I kill him, I have a very interesting idea."

Voldemort looked at the yelling Death Eaters who randomly cast spells (and a spell flew past him), and curled his lips in disdain:

"It seems that ten years have passed and they have forgotten how to fight. I really hope their skills in torturing Muggles have not deteriorated yet."

Harry's breathing was rapid, he pinched his wand, turned back to Petunia and whispered:

"Come on!"

Petunia shook her head. She never expected that Dudley and Harry could cooperate.

Although Aunt Petunia said nothing, Harry understood what she meant.

Dudley was still here and she wouldn't leave. Harry noticed that Petunia still held the gleaming dagger in her hand.

He took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly became firm, and he pushed Penny:

"You go hide behind the bench by the door, and I'll save Dudley!"

After saying that, he resolutely bowed his back and ran in the direction of Dudley in his memory.

The Death Eaters' black hoods were relatively conspicuous in the mist, not to mention that they all stood there holding their wands and swaggering around, showing no signs of vigilance.

Although it was only his first actual combat, Harry was surprised to find that he was not nervous at all. It felt like he was riding a broomstick for the first time.

So smooth, even with a little, indescribable excitement.

As he moved forward, a Death Eater looking around spotted him, and immediately burst into laughter of rude surprise, but Harry's movements were several points faster than his.

【Fainted to the ground! 】

The crimson curse hit the Death Eater, and even his smile still remained on his face, but half of it had turned into horror.

Perhaps I didn't expect that a third grade wizard could have such a sense of fighting.

After two and a half years of training in the Duel Club, everyone recognized Zhang Xiao as the strongest. Whether in actual combat or theory, Zhang Xiao's performance was extremely dazzling.

But the second most powerful player in the club is not Cedric, or it is not just Cedric.

What everyone didn't expect was that Harry's talent in combat was not much worse than his talent in Quidditch. He was just like a natural Auror!

Maybe the qualities required for people who are good at Quidditch coincide with those of fighting, such as a big heart, quick eyes, and quick hands.

Harry calmly used his wand to deflect the stun spell fired by one Death Eater, and even thought about finding a good angle to bounce the spell onto another Death Eater.

Seeing another Death Eater being knocked to the ground by him, Harry even took a step back and said, "McMini, is your name MacMini?"

It is said that he eliminates dangerous magical animals for the Ministry of Magic, but he doesn't seem very strong.

It's far worse than when he was fighting Zhang.

Zhang's sparring is not just a silly practice of casting magic spells face to face. Of course, this happens, but more often Zhang will simulate various situations, such as encounters, sneak attacks and counter-sneak attacks, dodges, and melees.

By the way, the most interesting thing was the melee. Harry pursed his lips and suddenly swooped sideways, dodging another silent curse shot from behind. As he was sliding on the ground, he shot back another curse with his backhand.

Every time Zhang Xiao fought in a melee, he would find a large room, place obstacles in a messy manner, and only give him less than 10 seconds of observation time. Then he would release the smoke screen spell, just like what he had just done.