Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

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This is the ceremony before the wizard's duel!

"Brain, I will tell you, fame does not mean anything, you are a mud kind!" Pete took the opportunity to whisper lowly, showing a greasy smile.

Before the game, he had secretly replaced the Supreme Cloak specially sold by the Alchemy Foundation. This is the defensive robe that Aurors can buy, which is more powerful than the Supreme Cloak circulating on the market.

Canaan didn't reply, but the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually calmed down, and he was going to make Pete a real mud type.

Seeing the disparity in height between the two, Professor McGonagall worriedly put his hand on his chest and said to Dumbledore beside him, "Albus, will there be no problem? I just saw Pete put on a Auror's robe. "

"It doesn't matter, the strength between them can't be offset by a defensive robe." Dumbledore shook his head, obviously he was very confident in Canaan.

"Oolong dispatched!" Pete took the lead and summoned a large black python on the green lawn. It spit snake snakes and quickly swam towards Canaan.

"Flame!"

A red flame emerged from the tip of Canaan's rod, and turned into a chain of fire, winding the black python and burning it into ashes.

Pete opened his pupils, and he didn't expect that his trial attack was easily resolved by Canaan.

And he also found that the green lawn covered with flames did not have any traces of being burned by fire. Obviously Canaan's control of the curse was too delicate!

Sure enough, he could not be treated as an ordinary wizard.

Touching the Supreme Cloak, Pete added a little confidence and quickly calmed down: "This is just an appetizer, don't be proud!"

"Fragmented!" A white light shot at Canaan.

Canaan waved his wand lightly, and a transparent mask blocked it.

"Senior Pete, do you have such strength?" Canaan said as he strode toward Pete, striding quickly.

"Fragmented!" Pete felt tremendous pressure, his body steadily backing away, his wand in his hands hitting a bit, and a white light shot straight away.

A light smile hung on the corner of Canaan's mouth, and his wand waved, easily taking over the series of attacks.

"Secretary, it looks bad." An Auror whispered beside Duvis.

Duvis looked at the one-sided situation on the court and frowned: "Damn Pete, made a decision without authorization, and even a first-year wizard could not beat it. You go to notify other Aurors, call them, and today we must Take this Blaine away. "

"But Dumbledore is here, he will definitely stop us, we dare not shoot him." Auror hesitated.

Dumbledore was not only their respected principal, but his reputation and strength were too strong, and no one dared to fight him.

"Enough is enough, Dumbledore is old, and I will become the new Minister of Magic next year. You should be clear about the benefits in between." Duvis whispered angrily.

The old Minister Millicent is about to retire, and next year will be the election of the new Minister of Magic, and Dumbledore is his biggest opponent now. If he ca n’t take this opportunity to strike down Dumbledore ’s reputation, he will become a minister. The opportunity will be very slim.

Auror nodded helplessly and secretly left here.

At this time, the duel on the field seems to have quickly divided the outcome.

Pete was forced to the wall of the castle, and there was no way back.

"Why don't you attack me?" He shouted anxiously.

He desperately wanted Canaan to attack him, so that with the defense of the Supreme Cloak, he still had the opportunity to fight back.

Looking at Pete, who was like a mouse in the corner, Canaan smiled and tapped his wand in his hand.

The green grass beneath Pete's feet across grew violently and quickly wrapped around his ankles.

"Oh, **** it!" Pete felt that the situation was not good. He pointed his wand at the deformed grass, trying to restore them to their original form and break free.

However, under the stimulation of his magic spell, the grass grew faster, quickly wrapped him, and locked it tightly by the wall.

"The cloak is flying!"

Pete's Supreme Cloak detached from his body and flew into Canaan's hands.

Throwing the cloak on the ground at will, Canaan walked to Pete's front, bound his hands, and then ran his wand across his mouth.

"Hmm ..." Pete suddenly found his mouth unable to speak. He leaned on the wall in horror, struggling nonstop, just like running into the Little Red Riding Hood of the Big Bad Wolf, weak and helpless.

He turned his head to look at Dumbledore and wanted to admit defeat, but only made a whine.

"Albus, Pete seems to be calling for help." Professor McGonagall said to Dumbledore.

"Professor McGonagall, the wizard's duel is a very sacred battle. If no one on both sides concedes defeat, or drops their magic wand, we can't intervene." Dumbledore said with a smile.

When Duvis saw the situation, he shouted: "Pete, throw away your wand! Throw away your wand!"

Pete heard the cry and immediately flicked his hand to throw away his wand, only to find it stuck to his palm.

"You are the first person to dare to scold me for mud, I will impress you." Canaan's demonic smile made Pete shudder.

As soon as the words fell, Canaan lifted a foot and slammed it on Pete's stomach.

The crowds onlookers exclaimed, they had never seen such a brutal duel.

Pete blushed, his facial features twisted, and he felt his stomach seemed to be unconscious.

He just raised his head, but saw the oncoming palm.

"Cappa!"

Three continuous and crisp slaps suddenly turned Pete's face into a pig's head.

"Bloodline does not mean that you are superior, humility should be the quality of your learning!"

"Hmm ..." Pete yelled with open mouth, showing a begging look.

"Stop, Breen, I order you to stop immediately, the duel is over!" Duvis yelled and rushed over quickly.

Canaan ignored it, and he looked at Pete with a smile: "I will let you remember this day forever!"

Then he raised his wand and pointed it at Pete's head, white light flashed.

Pete instantly turned into a black mud and landed in the grass.

Canaan's foot stepped directly on it, and twisted hard left and right, until Pete was merged into the soil of the green grass before retracting his foot.

"Damn boy ~ www.readwn.com ~ How dare you? How dare you do this!" Duvis ran over and pushed away Canaan, trying to find the dirt that Pete had turned into the dirt.

"Sorry, Mr. Duvis, I always thought that the duel was not over yet. Moreover, the attack of Senior Pete just now was too severe, I really didn't mean it." Canaan looked innocent. Tanjie karate.

"Don't think that the little tricks you play can hide from me, I must grab you today, and then put you in Azkaban." Duvis held out a pile of mud and said viciously to Canaan.

Professor McGonagall looked at the soil and frowned. "These soils are completely mixed together. There is no way to recover. We can only wait for the deformation magic to run out before Pete can restore it to its original state."

"Professor, I have some mud on my feet. I believe it is part of Senior Pete. You better not forget it." Canaan blinked and added.

Professor McGonagall glared at Canaan: "Brian, I should have told you earlier that the transforming technique that changes the essence of elements cannot be easily performed, especially for living beings.

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