The dueling training courses in Nurmengard are somewhat different from the dueling club in Hogwarts. The former is more about teachers teaching students how to duel with others, while the latter is more about actual combat exchanges between students. Professors
Most of them play the role of demonstration and supervision.
Of course, after Tom Riddle turned into a remnant soul, Hogwarts' relaunched Duel Club has been suspended since then. I heard that the upperclassmen held a student party privately, but during the duel practice, there was a boy's
There is a flower blooming above the head - that flower must be picked every day, otherwise it will absorb the vitality of the human body.
Madam Pomfrey acted as the gardener for half a month, and the boy recovered after Snape developed the antidote, but because of this, the party held by the students was also stopped.
After all, without the supervision of a teacher, if a spell is not cast accurately, it may lead to serious consequences.
Nurmengard's dueling training class was added to the compulsory courses for students not long after the school was founded, which can be seen from the facilities of the dueling ground.
When Sean and the others walked into the duel classroom, everyone was surprised.
This is a circular room, with bright chandeliers hanging from the vaulted ceiling. There is a huge stone platform in the center of the room, and a fence with defensive magic is set up on the edge, so that it is convenient for students to watch while not
Will be accidentally injured.
There are many dummies neatly placed in the corner of the room. These dummies are also classified in detail, such as those that can move back and forth, those that are wrapped in dragon skin and have extremely high magic resistance, and there are even special capture practice dummies—
- This kind of dummy seems to be some kind of alchemical product. It can identify the location where the magic spell has hit when the wizard's spell hits. If the spell will cause death or serious disability, the dummy will glow red.
The light reminds the wizard on the opposite side that this capture failed.
Not only that, Nurmengard, which has a strong teaching staff, will send at least eight teachers to every duel training class to prevent unexpected situations. After all, this is a big class that all grades will take together - the staff of the infirmary will also always
Standby.
This is the advantage of having a large number of faculty and staff. The professors at Hogwarts simply cannot spare so much time, and there is only one employee in the school infirmary, Mrs. Pomfrey.
The professor in charge of the class this time is Nurmengard's Charms teacher Vanish Goodman, who is completely opposite to the Charms professor at Hogwarts.
Professor Goodman looks very old. He is nearly two meters tall, but he is as thin as a bamboo pole. His hands, which are slightly larger than a normal person, are shriveled and slender, with high knuckles.
He always had a sullen and gloomy expression on his face, and a monocle hung on one eye, making him look like a skinny vampire.
"The first duel training session after Christmas begins now." Professor Goodman's voice was like an old bellows with a hole in it, and his hoarse voice showed no emotion at all.
He waved a long, rough brown wand, and the railings at the edge of the dueling platform lit up.
"The Defense Charm has been activated..." Hermione whispered.
"Yeah, and it looks very strong." Sean nodded, and he could feel the powerful magic flowing in front of his eyes.
Goodman squinted one eye and scanned the crowd through his monocle with the other eye.
"There are new students here... I will demonstrate carefully with other professors this time. Remember to analyze the duel process and observe carefully."
After saying this, Professor Goodman called up Professor Gulei, the teacher of the Magic Attack and Defense class.
Sean, who happened to be behind Goodman, saw that the professor on the stage had his hands behind his back, and spells were silently attached to his body.
Moreover, a wooden box was opened and pinned to the side of the waist. From the open opening and Goodman's fingers secretly reaching in and taking it out, it could be seen that it was filled with gold powder.
Defensive charms and runes?
Professor Gulei walked onto the stage with a grin on his face. He seemed to like to show this kind of crazy smile.
"Professor Goodman, I won't show mercy." He rubbed his hands together excitedly.
Just as the two were bowing to each other, Goodman's fingers had already begun to outline symbols in the air.
The two of them raised their heads at the same time, and Professor Gulei let out an excited shout. His wand was instantly raised, and a silent red light went straight towards Goodman.
What everyone didn't expect was that Professor Goodman stood motionless, seemingly showing no intention of hiding.
The red light hit Goodman very quickly, but a silver-white transparent barrier appeared around his body, and that barrier blocked him from the curse.
As if he had anticipated all this, Goodman painted the final stroke without changing his expression. His symbols had been outlined, and several runic symbols shone in the air.
A silver circle appeared at his feet.
Immediately afterwards, Goodman also issued a silent spell, which suddenly became thicker after passing through the circle.
Gu Lei, who was about to cast a defensive spell on himself, was shocked and rolled around in an unsightly posture.
The red light hit the railing at the edge of the stone platform, and a huge barrier appeared. Sean outside didn't even hear the explosion, and the magic spell disappeared.
However, strong vibrations have revealed the power of this curse.
"The ancient magic outlined by the rune symbols can increase the power of the spell?" Sean thought to himself as he looked at Gu Lei moving around on the stone platform.
Gu Lei had been looking for an opportunity to cast a defensive spell on himself, but the circle of ancient magic was just like the accelerators. The light of the spell passing through it became thicker and faster, giving him no chance at all.
At the same time, Sean saw an even more astonishing scene. Goodman, who looked like a cursed fort in the center of the stone platform, kept casting spells with his right hand. His left hand was dipped in gold powder and he began to outline the symbols again.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After the other party outlined three new symbols, Professor Gulei finally found the opportunity to fight back.
He nimbly dodged a spell and raised his wand high.
A huge light lit up, and the dazzling white light blinded the students in the audience for a moment.
When they opened their dry eyes, they found Gu Lei rushing straight towards Goodman.
The two of them were only one step away, and Gu Lei, holding the wand, could almost see the pores on the other's face.
But Goodman was well prepared. The moment the other party came over, he had just finished describing the second rune symbol required for ancient magic.
The runes shone again, and the magic turned into something like transparent water and climbed onto Goodman's body. Sean, who knew nothing about ancient runes, was almost dumbfounded.
Gu Lei, who fought back, finally found a good opportunity. The wand spurted out and hit Goodman.
But Goodman only swayed slightly, and then several magic spells hit him.
The strengthened spell was so powerful that Gu Lei dodged most of it, but he was still hit by the last spell.
His body suddenly became dull and slow, and even his thoughts slowed down.
An enhanced silent slowing spell!
Goodman was unyielding. He did not pause at all, and fired several spells in succession. At the same time, he stood in the circle of ancient magic and never moved once.
Gu Lei, who had been slowed down, could no longer evade the curse. With an unwilling sigh, his wand flew to the ground in a swirl, and even he himself turned into a stone statue.
"The outcome has been decided." Goodman's expression remained unchanged.
He unlocked the curse in Gu Lei and then looked at all the students: "What did I do during this battle? Who can answer me?"
Hermione hesitated whether to reach out or not. She had only taught herself a little bit of ancient runes and was not yet able to understand them thoroughly.
As for Sean, it's even worse. He only has two rune talents. He can't understand the ancient magic performed by Professor Goodman at all, and even feels a little dizzy.
A senior student from Nurmengard raised his hand. Judging by his uniform, he should be a seventh grader.
"Mr. Booker, answer me."
Booker's voice was loud and he spoke quickly and clearly: "Professor Goodman, you started the layout before the duel. You used your superb rune skills to complete the outline of most of the runes without the opponent noticing. At the same time,
I cast a defensive spell on myself in advance to ensure that I would not be knocked down by the opponent's first spell. I used the defensive spell to resist the attack and completed the construction of the first ancient magic - but I don't know this magic clearly.
It should look like an enhanced one?"
"Yes, I lacked the ability to fight head-on, so I took this approach." Professor Goodman didn't seem to think that it was wrong to make arrangements before the duel. "I played to my strengths, and the offensive spell
I chose a slow spell, a medium spell that can be cast quickly. The enemy slows down while I speed up. At the same time, I construct defensive ancient magic to ensure that I will not lose the ability to fight in the opponent's desperate blow."
"I did not stop casting spells when disarming because I had to consider the enemy's ability to cast spells silently without a wand..."
Professor Goodman talked a lot eloquently. Frankly speaking, they were all very individualistic experiences and did not consider the so-called "duel dignity" at all.
Sean summed it up for him, which is to use strengths and avoid weaknesses, do whatever it takes and be cautious to the end.
To be honest, this is similar to Sean's idea. This is how it should be when fighting in real battles. Professor Goodman's in-depth and simple explanations have benefited him a lot.
No wonder the students in Nurmengard fight so much harder than Hogwarts. No wonder the Goblet of Fire is always taken back by them...
"Hey, Sean, did you see that guy just now?"
Sean turned to look at the speaker. It turned out to be the Weasley twins. They had somehow blended into the second-year crowd.
"Which one? Oh, that Booker?"
"Yes, it was him," Fred gritted his teeth. "George and I were beaten by a group of people led by Booker."
Sean looked over from a distance. Booker had yellowish-brown hair and an annoying faint smile on his face. Judging from the decorations, he must be a rich man.
The seventh grader led a large group of men to beat up two fourth graders... It seems that Booker has really learned the essence of using any means necessary.
George and Fred were still discussing revenge.
"How about a big shit egg and a love potion? Then lock those bastards in a room!"
"Then I have to buy some large doses of love potion... How about I order a live goat and send it to them?"
"You're just a disgusting guy," George said disgustedly, and then nodded, "But I like him very much. He is indeed my George Weasley's twin brother."
The corner of Sean's mouth twitched. The revenge plan of these two brothers is really disgusting...
However, Sean, a seventh grader from Nurmengard, has no confidence that he can win. It would be great if he could sneak attack... I, the Winged Demon, the Bird Snake, and the Cat and Leopard sneak attack him together. What kind of martial ethics are there?
Of course, using magical animals was not Sean's original intention to train his actual combat abilities. His plan was to practice dueling with Nurmengard's fourth-year wizards and below, so that he could truly experience his current proficiency in spells and actual combat abilities.
As for revenge, Sean already has some "cute" little plans.
He bumped the arms of the two brothers: "You can't tell the difference between me and my enemy... You can first think about how to retaliate against each other. I will have a solution in two days."
"Sean, I know you are very loyal," Fred put his arm around his shoulders, "But that guy is a seventh grader, and we went to inquire about it today. That Booker's strength is quite outstanding. It is said that the year before last,
, that is, in the Goblet of Fire, Booker, who was still a fifth grader at the time, almost entered the competition team, but there were too many strong seventh graders in Nurmengard, all of whom were abnormally strong, so he was poor at chess.
After one move, I still didn’t choose it in the end.”
"Obviously, he has now become one of the perverts in the seventh grade." George shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands helplessly.
Sean waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I have a solution."
"Really? Don't show off just to vent our anger."
"Really, you will know when the time comes."
After giving assurance to the twins, Professor Goodman paused his explanation.
"Now, we can practice by ourselves in groups of two without worrying about injuries. Professors and medical staff are always on standby."
"You have only one goal, and that is to make the opponent completely lose the ability to cast magic," Professor Goodman said. "If anyone wants to go to the stone platform for a public duel, come to me and sign up."
After hearing this, Sean immediately walked over, and Goodman raised his eyelids and glanced at him.
"Hogwarts second year students? Dueling with whom?"
"Free Duel."
"The courage is not bad...then do you accept the challenge of Nurmengard's second-year students?"
Sean blinked: "Accept, and it's not just second graders, third graders and fourth graders are also welcome."
Goodman finally showed another expression. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Sean, as if he was thinking about where the confidence of the little wizard in front of him came from?