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Chapter 315 Victory
"Expelliarmus!" said Harry and Flitwick in unison.

The spells collided with each other, and the two men didn't care whose magic power was superior. Instead, they simply stepped sideways to distance themselves and released a new round of spells at the same time.

Everything is petrified, there are obstacles everywhere, you fall unconscious, and there are weapons that can eliminate you.

The four spells were used alternately in their hands without any new tricks.

However, Ron and Hermione were sweating profusely, and the expressions of the middle-aged and elderly wizards also became solemn.

It was simply that they cast the spell too quickly.

Inside the duel arena, white and red lights intersected to form a web-like thunderbolt.

The blue barrier was struck by red and white lightning, creating ripples, and Dumbledore in the middle also held up a magic shield.

Of course, to ensure fairness, Dumbledore's shield only absorbs and does not rebound.

Neither Flitwick nor Harry cast any defensive spells. They were like two butterflies flying through a spider web. If they were not careful, they would be knocked down by the spells that touched them.

Ron and Hermione couldn't put themselves in the situation of the two duelists at all. The red and white lightning in front of them was already dazzling.

The professors who were watching also held their breath. They could offset and counter these four spells in a hundred ways.

But this kind of attack-for-attack method, without any defensive spells...

Tom shook his head slightly. Even when he was at his peak, he couldn't do it.

Although he could say that this fighting style was only suitable for duels, there were only a handful of people in the entire wizarding world who could achieve the level of Flitwick and Harry.

The beard between Flitwick's mouth and nose was blown up. Being able to fight with the young man until now was almost his limit.

Although he was somewhat reluctant, he had to fulfill Dumbledore's entrustment and complete the duel teaching he had designed.

Flitwick aimed at the spell Harry was shooting at him and instead of dodging, he raised his wand and held the end of it with his palm as if he were holding a sword.

Just as the spell was about to fall, Flitwick turned his wrist and swung his wand violently at the ball of light caused by the spell.

The spell that was hit made a crisp sound like the explosion of burning firewood, and was actually launched back along the original trajectory!
The curse rebounds!

Grindelwald's eyes flashed with nostalgia.

He used it when he was fighting against the entire American Ministry of Magic alone.

It’s a pity that he was tricked by that magical beast guy, otherwise he would have cleared the Ministry of Magic of an entire country.

Snape and McGonagall clenched their hands at the same time and looked worried.

Tom narrowed his eyes and took careful note of the little man Flitwick.

The spell rebounds, looking like a variation of the Armor Spell, but the conditions for its release are more stringent.

It requires condensing the magic power into the wand, and then using a thin wand to reflect the incoming spell.

If you make a mistake, there will be no chance to come back, so most people will just dodge.

Moreover, it is even more difficult to aim the spell back at the caster, as Flitwick did.

Harry squatted down suddenly, and the rebounding curse flew past his scalp.

"What a pity." Flitwick breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Harry, who had successfully dodged, with some regret.

The spell reflected back was twice as fast as it came, which meant that the young and strong Harry was able to react in time.

If it were McGonagall and Snape, they would have probably fallen to the ground under the curse.

"Professor, that move just now was really cool." Harry slowly stood up and looked at Flitwick with burning eyes, recalling the magic composition of Flitwick's wand in his mind.

The magic power in the body surged, and the red light jumped and flickered on the wand.

These rays of light wrapped around the wand layer by layer, and soon, a "dagger" shining with red light was held in Harry's hand.

"I think this is safer." Harry swung the "dagger" twice, and the void seemed to be marked with layers of ripples.

"Oh my god..." Flitwick stared at Harry blankly and cast a spell subconsciously:

"Expelliarmus."

Harry's eyes focused, and the "dagger" instantly blocked in front of him.

The white light was reflected back as expected, brushing past Flitwick's temples before disappearing on the barrier.

Flitwick stiffened, then recovered.

He put down his wand, let out a long breath, and said, "Albus, I think you can declare Harry the winner."

"Filius..." "Stop talking, Albus." Flitwick interrupted Dumbledore and said, "You should recognize this fact."

"Harry is not an ordinary little wizard."

"He doesn't need an ordinary education."

"He is an eagle. Until he is exhausted, we will never know how high the sky belongs to him."

"Okay." Dumbledore removed the barrier of the duel field and said reluctantly:

"Harry, you succeeded. You can come and go as you please at Hogwarts, but you are not allowed to go alone."

"Thank you, Mr. Dumbledore."

"Wow, cool!" Ron cheered and came to Harry, his eyes were attracted by the "dagger" in Harry's hand.

"Harry, what is this called?"

"A lightsaber, a magic sword, or whatever you want to call it." Harry released the magic, revealing the wand inside. "This is just a half-finished product."

"In the future I want to make a cross sword like the Sword of Gryffindor."

"That's cool, Harry." Ron touched his wand with his fingers, looking at Harry expectantly, and asked, "You said I could name him?"

"Then I'll have to think about it carefully. When you come back, I'll tell you a very impressive name."

Harry smiled slightly and replied, "I'm looking forward to it."

The two boys had inadvertently and tacitly exchanged blessings and gratitude.

Hermione also ran over and pushed Ron aside.

Compared to Ron, whose focus was misplaced, she felt that she could better understand the deeper meaning of Harry's victory——

His boyfriend, who was the same age as him, was about to step out of the safety of school and into the turbulent adult wizarding world.

"Hermione, you don't have to worry about Harry," Ron said suddenly.

"Ron, you don't understand—"

"Hermione, you should know that Harry has defeated almost all of his professors."

"But that was just a duel between teachers and students. The professors didn't use their full strength at all."

"But neither did Harry."

"What?" Hermione was stunned. She looked at Harry and then at Ron, who seemed to have become smarter.

It struck her that she had never asked Harry how many spells he knew.

Perhaps the Unforgivable Curses were also within Harry's grasp.

Hermione pursed her lips and said nothing more, but just held Harry's hand tightly, trying to inject this familiar warmth more deeply into her memory.

……

the next day.

Harry, Snape, Dumbledore and Professor Quirrell walked out of Hogwarts quietly.

Then, they put their hands on each other's shoulders and, under Dumbledore's Apparition, arrived at Grimmauld Place.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and the small red attic in front of them suddenly became blurry. A team of wizards in black robes appeared in front of Dumbledore as if breaking through the fog.

Behind the black-robed wizard, Harry seemed to see a restaurant full of classical aristocratic atmosphere, but in an instant, this feeling slipped away from his mind.

The Fidelius spell uses magic to hide someone's secret forever in the soul of a living person.

The location of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​in Dumbledore's soul. As long as he doesn't reveal it actively, Harry will not be able to see it even if the Order of the Phoenix appears in front of him.

Harry also tried to use his mind to force himself to see, but could only sense a fog.

"Everyone, the mysterious man has appeared again, and I need your help." Dumbledore said.

The black-robed wizards did not reveal their faces, but they were not afraid of the name.

They just bowed slightly and responded to Dumbledore's request for help in the affirmative.

　Death

　　
　
(End of this chapter)