Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 167 Duel Club: Zhang Xiao vs Flitwick

As early as when Professor Flitwick said that he was looking for a student, Zhang Xiao had a vague premonition in his heart, and when it really came, he was not surprised at all.

The little wizards couldn't help casting their gazes over. Many students who were not tall enough even stood on tiptoes, stretched their necks and watched the excitement with relish.

The four little ones cheered him up in a low voice, and Cedric and Qiu were also telling the little wizards of the other two colleges how strong Zhang was.

Zhang Xiao smiled and gave everyone a reassuring gesture, and came to the stage.

Professor Flitwick jumped down from the auspicious cloud. Although he was short in stature, he was imposing. It was a kind of freehand and relaxation brought by self-confidence.

Everyone shut their mouths tightly, for fear that making a sound would affect the duel on the stage. One was the famous duel champion, and the other was also a famous figure in the school.

It can only be said that the sense of substitution is very strong!

Snape found an excellent viewing position, folded his hands on his chest, leaned against the pillar, hid himself in the shadows, and stared at them with deep pupils.

The tabby cat in the corner got up, squatted on the top of the cabinet, and watched intently.

Professor Flitwick was still speaking loudly:
"There is still a big difference between a duel and a real actual combat, because duels are only for the purpose of knocking down the opponent, and there are strict restrictions, and many magics are not used in the duel meeting.

But encountering a dark wizard is different, it is a matter of life and death! "

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Xiao and said with a smile:
"Zhang, don't be nervous, show your strength!"

Zhang Xiao nodded, exactly what he meant!This is a rare opportunity, a chance to measure your own strength!

The two men bowed, took seven steps back each, turned and looked at each other, holding their wands to their chests.

Professor Flitwick didn't move at all, as if he didn't intend to show his hands, Zhang Xiao took a deep breath, and suddenly his wand shook rapidly. Although the amplitude was small, it was a standard disarming spell casting gesture.

"Expelliarmus (Expelliarmus)"

A pencil-thin crimson curse quickly rushed towards Professor Flitwick.

Flitwick crossed his wand when the red light came, and with a slight pick, he changed the direction of the spell, making it fly straight towards the ceiling.

This spell seemed to sound the horn to start the battle. Zhang Xiao's magic wand waved wildly in the air, and one after another of hot spells flew towards Flitwick like fireworks.

But Professor Flitwick was like a reef standing stubbornly in the waves, standing still on the spot.

The wand is like a dexterous butterfly, flying up and down, or picking, or dialing. He can even control the direction of the ejected spell.

None of these spells flew towards the little wizards, but towards the ceiling and surrounding walls here.

The little wizards didn't dare to breathe. They stared at the flying spells on the field and let out bursts of wonder.

If he went up by himself, he might not be able to hold on for a few seconds, and he would fall under the dense spell, right?

Is Zhang's strength so strong?
The little wizards would only occasionally take advantage of the gap to chat in a low voice, and most of the topics were related to Lockhart.

They glanced at Lockhart who was standing in the distance and couldn't see his face clearly, and whispered him as a unit of measurement:

"Looking at it this way, Zhang's strength is much stronger than Lockhart's!"

"I think he's worth at least five Lockharts!"

"Five? Be bold, I think at least ten!"

Compared to the astonishment of the little wizards, the members of those small dueling societies were different.

They gathered together long before the duel started, and Malfoy nervously watched the duel on the field, and asked a little strangely:

"Why do I feel that Zhang has become weaker?"

Neville opened his mouth wide and looked a little dazed, did he?Aren't they already very strong?
Harry and Ron nodded too, but they couldn't tell where it had weakened.

Cedric is still older and able to see more things, he frowned and said:
"Last time when I dueled with Zhang, his spells could be used very smoothly, and there was almost no connection problem.

And the casting action is also simpler, without so many actions.

The most important thing is "Cedric touched his chin and asked thoughtfully:

"I remember that Zhang's silent spell was already very strong at that time, but now although the voice is relatively small, he still recites the spell."

When Cedric said this, everyone immediately discovered the problem. After Hermione pondered for a while, she remembered that Zhang Xiao had told her about the norms. This was her own advantage and her own limitation.

But even from Hermione's point of view, there is no problem with Zhang Xiao's movements and the rhythm of reciting the spell, the standard is just like a textbook.

In addition, a few days ago, Zhang asked himself to borrow the textbooks and notes of the previous semester.
At this moment, Flitwick shook his head lightly suddenly, and after picking up a spell, he swipe his wand lightly, and a spell as thick as a wrist shot out from the tip of his wand.

The timing of this spell is very clever, and the gesture of casting is also hidden in the movement of flicking the wand just now.

When Zhang Xiao discovered the magic spell, he was horrified to find that his body could not move, because the magic spell happened to be stuck in the adjustment period after evasion.

In Chinese words, it is the state where the old power has gone and the new power has not yet been born!
Zhang Xiao's heart trembled, a golden glow flashed across his body, and his movements seemed to be out of frame, barely avoiding the curse.

Looking back at the curse hitting the wall, leaving a large area of ​​scorched black, Zhang Xiao took a few breaths.

This is the strength of a dueling master?

Their spellcasting skills have reached the point of perfection, and even their grasp of the timing of the spell is far beyond Zhang Xiao's comprehension.

Professor Flitwick shook his head, stopped the wand in his hand, and said seriously:

"Zhang, this is not how you should behave."

Little wizards:
No, professor, this is already strong, okay?We might not even be able to cast a successful spell or two!

Flitwick didn't notice the complicated expression of the little wizard below, but continued:

"Zhang, come out with your real skills, you know what I want to see."

He had anticipation on his face, this is the number one genius that Hogwarts has been able to rank for thousands of years, a student who can be compared with Tom Riddle and Dumbledore when he was in school!

Now the little wizard who vaguely touches the concept of "no curse", of course, "no curse" is far from the end of the road of magic, the higher and more magnificent scenery can only be appreciated by those who are truly proud of heaven.

Such as Dumbledore, such as the mysterious man, such as Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin
But this does not affect Flitwick's expectations. My ability may not be enough, but one day, the students I teach will be able to continue climbing and take a look at the scenery on the top of the mountain for me!
Is there anything more proud of being a Hogwarts professor than having taught a greater wizard?

You must know that the professors who taught Dumbledore even regarded this matter as a lifetime honor.

Zhang Xiao took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

In the thinking hall, the cabinet that was firmly trapped by more than a dozen chains suddenly shook, and the chains were opened one by one, and they were retracted flexibly.

Boom, a book exuding twisting power rushed out of the cabinet, floating in the air, shaking non-stop, and then it was flipped open suddenly, the pages of the book were flipping.

On another bookcase, the books that Zhang Xiao rubbed during this period, the re-established standard spell system also trembled and floated in the air, characters flew up from the books, connecting into black lines like moths. The fire flew towards the book in the center and sank into it.

A dazzling light bloomed from the flipped books, and Zhang Xiao's robe suddenly shook violently, as if an invisible wind was blowing out of his body.

The power brought by cognition disturbs the surrounding environment.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, but it seems that only a short moment has passed.

Snape had already stood up straight, his black eyes were fixed on Zhang Xiao, the tabby cat also stretched its neck, and its whiskers kept shaking.

Not only the professor, but even the little wizards saw something was wrong, but they didn't know what was wrong.

Flitwick's smile suddenly became brighter, his eyes seemed to be shining, and he performed a standard duel etiquette to Zhang Xiao.

Said in a thin voice:

"That's right, that's it, Zhang!"

Zhang Xiao lowered her body slightly, feeling the throbbing thoughts, everything around her was a little different, and the wand hummed.

"Cognition—solution!"

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(End of this chapter)