A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Black House.

In the living room, Penello introduced Harry and the others to the defense arrangements of the 'Future World' company.

"Because of doing business, Sword Castle can't be hidden with spells like this. Its protection is closer to Hogwarts. It will be much better when the Anti-thief Falls and Anti-spell series are researched. In addition, every employee in the company must To master the most basic self-protection ability, Professor Haipu chose Stunning Spell and Iron Armor Spell."

"No Disarming Charm?" Harry said regretfully.

"Maybe he thinks it's safer to stun." Penello himself is not very sure, "There are also some useful spells - such as the Bright Fire spell, Apparition, Disillusionment, Rune Iron Armor and other magic spells. , but not everyone can master these advanced content, and it will take time for it to be fully rolled out.”

Then, Penello proposed to play a duel game.

They came to the training room on the second basement floor, which was larger than the fifth floor, and they didn't have to worry about making noise.

"Who will come first?" Penello stood confidently in the middle of the room.

"It sounds like you're going to have a wheel fight with us," Fred said, touching his nose, in a slightly malicious tone.

"It's a guide." Penello corrected seriously: "I learned none of the above magics without landing."

"I see Percy in her," Harry heard Ron whisper to Neville, "I should have thought, why is she okay with Percy being a workaholic? Because they're the same kind of people. ."

Harry grinned, and out of the corner of his eye he seemed to see Ginny staring at him through the cushion, and she had turned her head away when he did. Harry suddenly remembered the kiss from last night, it must have been a kiss, he didn't think for sure.

"Harry—Harry!"

He came to his senses. The others retreated to the edge of the black stone wall, and Penello was looking at him eagerly. He clenched his wand subconsciously.

"Oh, Harry's lost his mind, that's not great - I'll be the referee!" Fred muttered in a low voice at first, then said cheerfully the next. "Three-two-one, start!"

"Armor protection—"

"boom!"

A red light hit Penello's chest and instantly knocked her flying. She fell firmly on the mat, and the wand in her hand slid in a graceful arc and landed in Harry's hand.

Penello struggled to support his body from the cushion, with an incredible look on his face.

Harry himself was a little surprised, his spellcasting speed seemed to be faster, but he suspected it might be an illusion.

"Better keep it, buddy," Ron leaned in and whispered, "or Percy will rush down for your revenge."

"I didn't use all my strength—" Harry explained in a low voice.

"Again, I was too careless just now." Penello said in disapproval.

"Then, in the first round, Harry wins; in the second round, prepare for—" Fred performed his duties.

This time Penello persisted for a long time. Harry didn't dare to use the Disarming Charm again, but found a chance to use the Soft Leg Charm. Penello fell heavily and fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

The crowd quickly gathered around. Hermione recited the anti-curse, and then took out the anti-swelling medicine - Penello's nose was bruised at the moment, and the others were restrained from laughing.

"You completely mastered silent casting?" Penello asked sullenly.

"I've made a lot of progress recently." Harry said embarrassingly, he was finally sure that it wasn't an illusion just now. He could only silently cast a few dueling spells that he was best at, but today he felt surprisingly good.

Could it be Voldemort's influence on him again? There was a haze in his heart.

"It won't leave any traces, will it?" Fred asked worriedly, "I mean, if Mom finds out--"

Harry sucked in a breath and lost his thoughts.

"Don't worry, I won't say it." Penello shrugged, "It's not as good as others."

Harry's affection for Penello has grown tremendously.

Next, Harry and Hermione pitted each other, firing spells from the tips of their wands and swaying them in the training room. Almost half a minute later, except for the sound of the spell hitting the wall, neither of the two said a word.

"They know each other so well that sometimes they know what spell the other is going to use just by feel," explained Ron, "but Harry is doing really well today, knowing that he can't beat Hermione at silent casting. of."

"You can do that too?" Fred and George looked at Ron carefully.

"Of course - a little bit," Ron gasped at the eagerness on their faces.

"Look, Hermione is about to use combo magic, the one that Professor Flitwick admires, oh, what is that?" He opened his eyes wide, watching the sudden change on the field unexpectedly.

At some point, a string of palm-sized pieces of chestnut wood flew out of Hermione's beaded pouch. The pieces of chestnut wood shone with red, hot runic circuits, surrounding Harry under Hermione's precise control.

Haleyton felt bad, he instantly released the high-level iron armor spell, the 'flowing' rune merged into the magical barrier, and the invisible spherical barrier rippled with light green water waves, wrapping him in it. He looked up, and Hermione was poking around with her neck outstretched, and seeing that he was ready, she made a sharp downward stroke of her wand.

Chestnut pieces exploded at the same time beside him, turning into balls of dazzling fireballs.

Harry was dizzy for a while, the explosion didn't hurt him, but he was a little overwhelmed by the loud noise.

"What kind of magic is this?" He couldn't help asking when the firelight disappeared, "It looks a bit like a rune circuit."

"You're right," Hermione said beamingly, "it's just an unstable rune circuit that should have been avoided, but if you control it properly—" She made an explosive gesture.

"Turn the failed rune circuit into an offensive method?" Harry pondered, this approach is not simple, at least the manipulation of magic power is very demanding.

"How did you think of it?" Ron on the side couldn't help asking.

"Well - haven't I read a lot of rune materials recently, when I was reviewing my experience of learning ancient rune, I suddenly thought that the professor gave me the direction in the first class." Hermione said with a smile, Her eyes were curved into two crescent moons, and the success of the new move put her in a very good mood.

"I think he was probably just showing a wrong example." Ron broke the truth.

Next was Neville and Ginny. Neville seemed to have the idea of ​​defense and counterattack branded in his bones, and he could hardly pick out a single mistake. Ginny tried multiple spells in turn, but couldn't find the slightest flaw, not to mention She was not good at dueling, she only knew how to stand in place and cast spells all at once. She angrily used the best bat essence spell, but was easily knocked down by Neville seized the opportunity.

"Are you all right?" Harry asked.

Ginny shook her head and got up herself.

"You've changed so much," Fred said sincerely, "even my hands are itching."

"When was the last time we had a serious fight?" George asked pretendingly.

"If you don't count the time you chanted the hairy spell on me yesterday through the test cap, I think it should have been a duel match last school year. We were both eliminated, remember?" Fred said solemnly.

"The time they beat each other with big shit?" George also remembered.

"But we were so boring fighting, it was like looking in a mirror." Fred reluctantly said that they didn't actually spend much time in the duel, but it was just their daily fights, Let them be a lot stronger than the average person.

"You're right, it's better to change someone—" George replied, and then they both looked at Ron.

...

Ron was beaten badly.

"Actually, you persisted for a long time," Harry helped him up from the ground, "but Fred and George are so tacit understanding, it's like they know how to clone."

"I thought it was two-on-two," Ron said, rubbing his shoulders, "but they turned out to be more shameless than I thought, oh~ it must be swollen."