A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Harry asked, "You must know something—"

Snape waved his wand to silence the tumultuous voices around him. He said word by word: "You are too nosy, Potter! If you are touted, you really regard himself as the savior, if it weren't for you. Mother's sacrifice, you are nothing!"

Harry’s stomach surged, and he was grateful and sad. Fortunately, he was right. Snape really knew more inside stories, but sadly, he mentioned his mother. What’s there? Did he not know?

And Snape was still taunting him brazenly, describing him as a villain who managed to escape death and steal not his own fame, his lungs were about to explode.

He couldn't help holding his wand tightly, wishing to immediately give Snape a bat spirit curse, he thought the name of the spell matched Snape too well—he looked like a big dirty bat.

Snape noticed Harry's movements, his indifferent eyes narrowed, and he said maliciously: "Do you want to do it, Potter? I'm willing to give you this opportunity..."

Harry took two deep breaths of air and said stiffly, "No, I'm not looking for you." He walked away a few steps, turned his head to look at Felix not far away, and said loudly, "I choose Haipu professor."

Snape's expression was very surprised. In his judgment, Potter's character would definitely be irritated, and then he would be able to teach him honestly.

To be honest, he is looking forward to this scene very much.

But this kid actually refused, how dare he!

Snape retreated to the edge of the stage unwillingly, Felix and Harry drew close to each other, putting his wand on his chest and saluting.

Harry whispered, "Professor, if I can hold on for two minutes, can you promise me one thing?"

Felix looked at him and smiled: "Just like during special training?"

"Yes." Harry said quickly. He didn't expect to get information about his father and Sirius Black from Snape. It was just a coincidence. Now is his real strategy. "Just like me. After the first success, I invite you to see the Firebolt samples from the Quidditch boutique."

"I released the water that time to strengthen your confidence." Felix said.

"I know, but I have also improved." Harry said.

After a brief conversation, the two saluted each other, walked seven steps backwards, and turned to stare at each other.

Felix didn't mean to do it first, and Harry understood that everything was like it was in the basement of the Broken Cauldron Bar.

He shook his wand violently and shouted: "Quickly imprison!" A rope flew towards the opponent like a thin snake. He didn't see the effect, and then backed two steps, followed by another silent disarming spell.

Felix smiled and stood on the spot. The rope softened as soon as it touched his body. He tilted his head and avoided the red arc. Take advantage of the trend and swish two spells, one is red and the other is gold.

"Armor protection!" Harry prepared the iron armor curse early. One of the spells wiped across the magic barrier, and the other spell hit the iron armor curse with a muffled sound.

Harry meditated on the numbers in his heart. This is the rule he summed up. In the special training, in order to train him, Professor Haipu never knocked him down at once, but there was a certain interval, which gave him a glimpse of hope.

After silently counting to eight, he dodged and smashed the Iron Armor Curse directly with a powerful spell. He got up from the ground in embarrassment, raised his hand and threw out three or four coma spells—"Faint! Faint! Faint! Faint!"

Without seeing any movement, a looming magical barrier appeared in front of Felix, blocking Harry's spell. Immediately, he stretched out his hand flatly, and the magic barrier in front turned into seven or eight blunt arrows, flying towards Harry.

"Swish!" Arrow whispered sharply.

Ha used a freezing spell to freeze the arrow in the air, and he immediately leaped to the side.

The arrow paused for a second or two, and continued to hit the wooden floor along the predetermined track, making a suspicious muffled noise.

"Chichichichi!"

It took less than 30 seconds before and after, but the two showed a powerful offensive and defensive interaction, which made many people look at them. Professor Haipu is undoubtedly very relaxed, the little wizards are not surprised, but Harry is incomprehensible.

His familiarity with duels surprised everyone.

Harry was really embarrassed. Most of the moment he was dodging, rolling, retreating in embarrassment... but he always found time to fight back, casting spells far more frequently than the previous students.

And his expression is also very calm, without the panic of the previous few.

Harry kept running on the stage, he wanted to distance himself from Professor Haipu.

Two minutes was long, and Harry had to plan carefully, something he had never considered before. Even though he knew his spells were useless, he kept hitting back, trying to interfere with the professor's attack frequency.

But what made him desperate was that Professor Haipu always attacked unhurriedly, almost once every seven or eight seconds, and never changed because of his interference.

‘I’m still too far away! ’

"Assuming that, I will not be Sirius Black's opponent at all!"

Harry felt anxious, and he tried desperately to remind himself that it was not the time yet, but he just couldn't help thinking about it.

During the run, he was hit by a confinement curse and tripped to the ground.

His glasses flew out, and Harry raised his head blankly, vaguely seeing a vague figure on the opposite side raising his wand.

"Do not!"

He struggled to raise his wand and shouted, "Except your weapon!"

The blazing red light beam was excited, like a laser with the thickness of a wrist, faintly emitting white light.

The spell spanned more than ten meters and collided head-on with the disarming spell that Felix had hit.

"what?"

Felix calmly increased the power of the spell, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com made the power of the two disarming spells equal.

From the perspective of the little wizards, Harry even split up with Professor Haipu for a while, and the two men's spells collided fiercely, with crackling explosions and magical arcs.

The small half of the auditorium was boiling.

"This is Harry's disarming spell? How did he practice it!"

"It is said that he used this spell to destroy the dementors who tried to attack him..."

"He is only in the third grade, and he deserves to be the savior who defeated the mysterious man."

"You said he can win?"

"...Think too much about you, but I think it's possible in the future!"

Standing in the corner, Snape watched this scene in shock. He never knew that Harry could use magic of this intensity. This is far beyond the level he usually shows.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed the appearance of another person.

It's Lupin!

He looked very haggard, his gray hair seemed more conspicuous, and his clothes were patched. He didn't know when he appeared in the auditorium, and was looking at Harry with concern.

The eyes of the two met, Lupin nodded friendly, and then stared at Harry intently.

On the gilded ring, Harry desperately maintained the spell. He didn't know how long it had passed. Every second was like a century, but he wished he could hold on longer.

Maybe he has persisted for two minutes? In this way, Professor Haipu would not refuse his request. Harry thought.

Felix's spell was terribly stable, not weakening a bit from beginning to end. Harry watched as the magic on his side was suppressed.

He gritted his teeth and persisted, his vision began to drift, and he was no stranger to this feeling.

‘The next second, I should fall on the carpeted floor. Although it is uncomfortable, it’s not too painful...’

"Boom!"