Sean on the stage remained motionless, while the students in the audience had different thoughts.
The people at Hogwarts naturally think that Sean has done a good enough job today, and they are ready to cheer and applaud when the other party steps down. Moreover, Sean seems to be exhausted, which is not the case.
It is necessary to hold on hard.
The thoughts of the Nurmengaardians were even more complicated. They were angry that such a little wizard had trampled on the face of their school, but the elites who admired strength had a strange feeling in their hearts - they didn't know what this guy was.
How did you learn it? Can you teach me how to do it...
Of course, there are also many people who have other thoughts. The bastard on the stage has lost his strength, and now is a good opportunity to regain the scene - Nurmengard does not look at the process, only the results!
After Sean said "That's it for today", Professor Goodman nodded, but just as he was about to speak, there was a voice from the audience.
"Classmate Wallop seems to be in good condition? I want to study again, is that okay?" A thin, monkey-like boy wearing a turban stood up. He spoke curry-flavored English with twinkling eyes.
Light.
"How shameless are you? Taking advantage of others' danger, right?!"
"Merlin's beard, I have never seen such a shameless wizard."
The students at Hogwarts were immediately unhappy, and all of them yelled and cursed loudly.
But the boy didn't care, he didn't even look in the direction of Hogwarts.
"Sanjay Sharma." The boy introduced as he walked onto the duel stage.
The Nurmengard students did not say anything. Nurmengard really values results, but teenagers are the age where they care about face. Even if Sharma is his classmate, it would be a bit shameless...
Therefore, not talking is the best choice.
Professor Goodman sighed secretly and looked at Sean: "Mr. Wallop, the choice is yours."
"Just studying, Mr. Wallop." Sharma looked eager to learn, but he kept waving his wand, and all the stones under his feet were blown away by the whirlwind.
Sean stood there for a long time, his face expressionless and his lips not moving.
"Then let's do it. But -" he paused in a deep voice, "How about a bigger bet, a hundred points?"
Sharma was stunned for a moment. His previous bets were all ten or twenty points, and one hundred points was a large sum. Moreover, his grades were only average and he had not saved so much.
Why is this Wallop boy so confident...
At this moment, he suddenly saw that opposite him, Sean's slightly trembling hands behind his back suddenly blurred.
The overdraft of magic power is fed back to the body, and the wand-wielding hand is in a state of 'hollowness' because it bears too much magic power!
Sharma's eyes lit up, this kid was really in trouble!
Let me just say that after consecutive duels, the other party used so many magic spells, and even a powerful ancient magic spell. He should have been overdrawn in the last battle - this guy is trying to hold on!
One hundred points is to scare me off!
Sharma rolled his eyes and said sincerely: "I don't have that many points, so how about forty points plus sixty galleons?"
Sean didn't move and just said: "Okay."
Professor Goodman shook his head silently and stood between the two of them.
"salute--"
But Sean stood upright, showing no intention of bowing.
Sharma was not angry at all. He bowed gracefully, raised his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay. As a person who comes to study, I should be more polite."
"Uh-" There were boos in the audience, and of course they were all for Sharma. No one thought Sean was impolite, only that Sharma who came on stage to pick up the slack was shameless enough.
But shameless people never care about the opinions of the audience. Sharma smiled and looked at Professor Goodman: "Can we start? Professor?"
"Shameful--" Goodman muttered inaudibly, and then waved his hand.
"The duel begins!"
"Protego Maxima!" At the beginning, Sharma summoned a huge transparent barrier in front of him.
Picking up leaks makes people happy, but picking up leaks and overturning the car is not good.
This spell shocked everyone in Hogwarts who was constantly making bad comments in the audience. They didn't expect this shameless Sharma to be so powerful? They looked at Sean with even more worried eyes.
Sharma on the stage looked at Sean who was motionless. He licked his lips excitedly. This was the magic spell he had been practicing all this time - only when you are alive can you have output!
I want to see how a second-year wizard with overstretched magic can break the shield in front of me!
Sean seemed to have lost all his strength. He had maintained the same posture from before to now. After the duel started, he didn't even make a single move.
Then I won't be polite... Sharma raised his wand.
"Confringo!"
Fiery red light shot out from the tip of the wand, but Sean did not dodge or even raise the wand!
"Sean!" In the exclamation, the curse directly hit Sean!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" a scream being heard, and everyone who heard it got goosebumps.
But what made them even more unbelievable was that the person who screamed was Sharma.
Sharma's eyes turned white and his whole body was twisted into a painful shape. His screams only lasted for a while. He foamed at the mouth and fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, others discovered that Sean, who was hit by the explosive spell, rippled like water ripples and then dissipated, and behind Sharma, the real Sean finally revealed his figure.
The Illusion Curse and the Illusion Curse!
Sean moved his neck without even looking at Sharma who was fainting from pain on the ground.
Just now, the silent acupuncture spell he used without holding back hit the opponent at the closest distance. This behavior is normal.
Will he be able to use what Grindelwald taught him?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When the smoke and dust of the last duel filled the venue, Sean used the Illusion Curse to become invisible, and then used the Illusion Curse to create a fake body of himself.
When Garfield fainted, the binding spell had lost its effectiveness. The fact that others saw Sean unable to move was actually because he had just mastered the illusion spell and could only create a stiff illusion - Sean's only
The best control you can do is to let your hands tremble slightly.
As for the blur that Sharma saw, it was because Sean was indeed close to depleting his magic power and the illusion spell could hardly be maintained.
He used the Disguise Charm to hide next to his fake body and speak. When Professor Goodman announced the salute, he began to move himself carefully - there was no way, it didn't take long to master it, so he could only move slowly.
Sean was originally worried that he would be seen through before he could move the fake body, but as a result, Sharma talked a lot of nonsense and cast a defensive spell at the beginning...
He got enough time to move behind the opponent, and then aimed a needle-pricking spell at the waist.
Experience the sourness - the backstab of justice!
Sean stepped over Sharma's unconscious body. He had tricked others so many times, but this guy still didn't learn his lesson - the idiot was not worth a second glance.
"Professor Goodman," he cleared his throat, "I know the points will be transferred automatically, but what about the galleons? Can this guy's property be forcibly confiscated and handed over to me?"
For a moment, no one in the venue spoke anymore.
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After the duel training session that night, the Hogwarts common room had become a celebration scene, and several free duels were held afterwards. The Hogwarts students lost more than they lost, but it didn't matter anymore.
Sean Wallop fought five games in a row, one each from the second, third and fourth grade, and two from the fifth grade. All the elite wizards in Nurmengard were killed by him. The glory of Hogwarts!
Sean felt like everyone was hugging his shoulders and patting him on the back. After a celebration party, he even felt much more tired than a duel.
Of course, he was quite satisfied with his performance tonight. Although his spell level was still not as good as that of Nurmengard's fifth graders, he did his best to do his best.
When he practices more and releases the magical beasts from their cages, Sean will even have the confidence to compete with the graduating seventh graders.
After a night of noisy with his classmates, Sean, exhausted, returned to his dormitory after washing up. Nurmengard was different from Hogwarts in that all rooms here were single rooms.
Everyone's rooms are distributed along a corridor, just like staying in a hotel.
Sean, who had exerted a lot of energy, energy and magic power today, was already starting to fight. However, he saw a piece of parchment on the bedside table.
Next to the parchment there is a strange-looking key.
When he saw the writing on the paper, he knew that the strength he showed today had begun to pay off.
"Well done, beautiful spell, clever strategy, your excellence almost surpasses my imagination."
Grindelwald sent a note.
In it, he first praised Sean's performance and then attached more details about how to learn magic spells.
"About the Illusion Spell: How to Construct a More Lifelike Character..."
"About the Illusion Curse: How to make less noise when moving invisibly, and how to draw the enemy's attention to other aspects..."
In the list of spells given to him by Grindelwald that day, Sean had already learned three. This time, Grindelwald added three more and included the shortcomings of the spells in Sean's duel.
Everything is labeled and explained in detail.
At the end, he also wrote: "The quiet room where Animagus stores magic potions is ready for you. It is at the end of the corridor going all the way to the basement level. You can practice magic spells quietly there. There is also
There is a small, completely enclosed room available - by the way, you should still remember the cell where those two people were held, the room is right next door, and the key has been attached. I am looking forward to what you can do.
"
"In this castle, act boldly, my child. Although you are from Hogwarts, Nurmengard has always been open to you. Don't worry. Well, you can be the Dark Lord, ha--"
"Your loyal and powerful Albus Dumbledore - best friend: Gellert Grindelwald~"