Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

"What does Vanguard mean?"

Hector looked at Nicolas Flamel in front of him. He was the one holding the magic wand, and he was the one who was unsure. Hector called the system in his heart, and the system, which had been silent for a long time, responded. However, this reaction had no other effect except adding psychological pressure to Hector. The system showed all three cards that Hector had drawn, and it seemed to sense the atmosphere of the upcoming decisive battle.

"Isn't it you? That's right, if there is a pioneer, there must be a successor.

Nicolas Flamel showed a thoughtful expression, he looked at Hector, his tone was still so cold

"You haven't told me your name yet, but it doesn't matter, I'll know it soon.

Nicolas Flamel stood up from his chair, gracefully took out his wand from his arms, looked at Hector's wand, and sneered, saying,

"Why don't you dare to make a move? Or are you too shocked? Relax, it's just a game.

Nicolas Flamel looked proud.���He looked at Hector with contempt, not taking Hector seriously after he drew out his magic wand.

"Since you choose to use the magic wand to solve this matter, then it will be as you wish.

Nicolas Flamel stretched his decayed joints and held the magic wand that had accompanied him for six hundred years upright in front of him.

"You should remember how to duel, right? First, let's bow to each other,"

Nicolas Flamel slightly bent his body. The first thing that popped into Héctor's mind was a sneak attack, but his body was bound by a force, and the idea of using the magic wand was ultimately just a fantasy. When Flamel straightened his back again, the invisible shackles that trapped Héctor's hands and feet disappeared.

"Be decent, Hector, you should bow now."

Nicol Flamel did not use his wand to force Hector to bend down like Voldemort did.

He just stood there with his hands behind his back, looking at Hector quietly, with a faint smile on his face.

Nicol Flamel did not seem to be making any movement, but Hector still felt the pressure from his back.

Hector was naturally unwilling to bend down, but the force was getting stronger and stronger.

Hector's face turned red against the strong pressure, and veins popped out on his neck.

He must not give in like this.

Hector had no other thoughts in his mind, even forgetting how to deal with Nicol Flamel.

At the same time, the cards representing talents in his mind also moved.

First, the white card with affinity came up, then the golden card with spell mastery, and finally That is the purple Dumbledore's blood.

All three cards were madly infusing magic power outwards.

Hector felt that his burden was slightly lighter, but this was only temporary.

The colors of the three cards slowly faded with the passage of magic power, first the white one, then the golden one, and finally the purple one.

Hector could feel that the connection between himself and Aurora had gradually faded.

Next, is there nothing he can do except surrender?

Wait, Aurora?

As Nicolas Flamel said, this house is almost impossible to break from the outside, but that doesn't mean it can't be broken from the inside? Hector also noticed the little men who came to deliver tea.

They did not come in from an internal passage, but suddenly appeared in the air in a way similar to Apparition.

Nico.

It is impossible for Flamel not to cast Anti-Apparition on this house, but this spell is only effective against wizards' Apparition.

Other magical animals can basically ignore the effect of this spell - Aurora must be able to do the same.

I hope Nico Flamel does not have so much information. Hector called out to Aurora in his heart while fighting against the pressure on his back. Fortunately, Nico Flamel was still standing there with his hands behind his back, and had no intention of attacking Hector - perhaps he was confident. After all, he had lived for more than 600 years and had accumulated so much power. Hector couldn't imagine how terrifying Nico Flamel was now with so much preparation in advance.

Regardless of what Nico Flamel was planning, Hector already felt that Aurora was responding to him. He had to keep Nicol Flamel steady and not let him see through his thoughts. Hector slowed down the speed of his magic output, maintaining his posture of resisting that power so that Nicol Flamel could continue to relax his vigilance, or maintain the status quo.

Then the scene suddenly became weird. Nicol Flamel stood there with his hands behind his back, while Hector stood opposite him, half-bending and shaking up and down with a stiff posture. It seemed that both of them had their own plans. Hector couldn't figure out what Nicol Flamel's arrangement was. He had only one idea now, that is - run away! As for where to go, Hector hadn't thought about it, but it must not be in France.

It seems that France is a place that is very unlucky for him. Not to mention that his parents died in France, Hector himself might have to die here.

The messy thoughts in Hector's mind could no longer be suppressed at this moment. Aurora was circling around, looking for Nicol Flamel, the safe house hidden at the intersection of space and time.

"It looks like we have new companions,"

Nicolas Flamel said with a smile on his face, his hands now in front of him.

"It seems that you still cannot accept the inevitable death, Hector. This is not good. Isn't it a good choice to die gracefully? I thought you would make a different choice."

He raised his wand and pointed it at Hector who was still stubbornly resisting the huge force on his back. Hector felt the cold light condensing on his back, and he quickly did what he had just planned - Hector gave up resisting the huge force, and took advantage of the force to do a clumsy forward roll.

This was something Nicolas Flamel did not expect. After all, Hector was just a lamb to be slaughtered a second ago, and now he suddenly transformed himself and took the lead in launching an attack against himself.

"Expelliarmus!""Armor protects you!"

Hector took advantage of the surprise and launched the first attack, catching Nicolas Flamel off guard.

However, Nicolas Flamel was an old monster who had lived for more than 600 years and had experienced countless battles.

Nicolas's reaction speed was extremely fast, and Hector's first move did not bring him much benefit.

He knew that he could not beat Nicolas Flamel, let alone Nicolas Flamel.

Hector could not even beat Aberforth who was ready to kill him.

All he could do now was to delay time as much as possible.

Hector had already passed the location information to Aurora, and the restrictive effect of the Fidelius Charm on her had disappeared.

Aurora, who had been wandering around, was now It was running towards the direction where Hector was now.

Hector's advantage was quickly reversed by Nicol Flamel's more powerful spells.

Hector needed two or three offensive spells to penetrate Flamel's simple Armor Spell, and Hector needed a similar number of Armor Spells to block his counterattack.

The difference in spell strength between the two was very obvious.

In addition, Nicol Flamel's spellcasting technique was more skilled and faster than Hector's.

Hector's previous so-called advantage quickly disappeared.

Now he could only use his advantage of being young and fast to dodge Nicol Flamel's spells as much as possible.

If he really couldn't dodge, he would use the Armor Charm to block.

Unfortunately, Héctor's advantage of being young and agile soon disappeared.

He was really dumbfounded to see Nicolas Flamel summon a set of strange alchemical armor, and now he was the slow one.

Héctor's dodge became difficult, and his attacks had little effect on Nicolas Flamel's armor that automatically ran the Armor Charm.

Now Nicolas Flamel has truly proved the saying"Mechanical Ascension is the truth of the world" with his actions.

Now he is agile and his attacks are fierce.

The protective power of the armor makes him completely unnecessary.

In addition, the dazzling It was a cool alchemical suit, and it didn't look like what a man over 600 years old should have.

No wonder Nicolas Flamel looked so confident before. If Hector had a full orange suit like this, he would have dared to dig up the grave of Voldemort's father right now - this was a good idea, and if he could escape, Hector wouldn't mind doing it.

But let's worry about the present matter first, Nicolas Flamel in front of him is not easy to deal with.

Hector changed his tactics, he no longer pursued effective attacks, but used obstruction-based spells such as Obstacles and Flocks of Birds to delay time.

Hector waited for the opportunity, and Nicolas Flamel's suit...

���Although it was very powerful and had strong defense, it had a fatal flaw in his eyes - no goggles.

The reason why Hector didn't use his trump card right away was to prevent Nicolas Flamel from taking out a similar killer weapon and making Hector's trump card ineffective - it seemed that Nicolas Flamel didn't know, or at least he didn't care about it.

Hector dodged as much as he could while groping in the package, looking for other wands seized last time.

Hector's way of using the Flash Charm this time must be a silent spell, so that it can have a surprising effect, but the problem of the side effect of his silent Flash Charm was not solved - once it started, it could not be stopped before the magic power was exhausted.

Hector had no choice, and relying on Aurora was the only solution he could think of.

When Hector pulled back his hand holding the wand, he also touched other things.

After thinking about it, he took them out together.

Closer, closer. Hector could feel Aurora's anxiety. His gradually heating blood indicated that Aurora was not far away. Hector did not let Aurora fly in directly. He wanted to distract Nicolas Flamel first, otherwise Aurora would be intercepted by Nicolas Flamel in mid-air.

"Wait,"

Hector shouted, but Nicolas Flamel continued to attack as if he hadn't heard him, and his words came along with his attack.

"Don't be distracted, Hector. This is a duel. If you have anything to say, you can tell me in your dreams. I will listen attentively.

Nicolas Flamel accelerated his attack, and Hector's resistance became more and more strenuous. Nicolas Flamel smoothly connected with a charged attack after the whirlwind attack. The movement was amazing. Hector rolled in embarrassment. The stone bricks at the original position exploded with a bang, and smoke filled the air, covering Hector's figure.

"Accept your fate, Hector Dumbledore. This is also Dumbledore's fate. Nicolas

Flamel narrowed his eyes. Just as he was about to use a whirlwind to completely clear the smoke in front of him, a black object flew out of the smoke and landed in front of him. Nicolas Flamel subconsciously used his wand to move the object further away, but the black thing burst directly, and a pungent stench appeared in the air.

"If I can still survive, I have to write a letter of apology to those two guys,"

Hector appeared in front of Nicolas Flamel, pinching his nose. The wand in his hand was obviously not the same one as before.

""Expel your weapons!"

Nicolas Flamel subconsciously blocked, even though the armor in front of him could completely block Hector's attack. Strangely, the light that burst out from the tip of Hector's wand was not red, but a dazzling light.

"Don't trust your ears, trust your eyes!"

Hector, who had closed his eyes, shouted at Nicolas Flamel's voice.

"Perhaps we should face death with dignity, don't you, Mr. Flamel?"

Aurora has already flown.���Come in, that was the last thing Hector could feel.