There are many ways for Tom to fight back, but he chose the most convenient and quickest method: the coma spell-physical version.
Because Wood's dueling method is so outrageous! The disarming spell can knock away the wand in the opponent's hand, but the problem is that [senior sister] did not have a wand in her hand just now, so the disarming spell is ineffective against her.
"Resuscitate quickly!" Tom called up the recovery spell and treated Wood so that he no longer had pain in his abdomen.
"Please bring your brains to the next duel." Tom held his forehead, feeling that Wood really needed practical training. His fighting instincts were not yet fully developed, so he would not get high marks in the practical exam.
"Come again!" Oliver Wood shook his head. He felt that he had just messed up and made such a mistake. He took a deep breath, thought about his next combo, and thought for a while.
After a while, he nodded to Professor Lockhart, indicating that he could start.
When Wood was thinking, Tom didn't rush him. What he wanted was not to win, but to hope that these seniors could learn something from the battle. It was useless for him to defeat the opponent. If he was defeated ten times, his test scores would be reduced.
If he moves up a notch, he can improve the grades of the entire class to excellent today.
At the beginning of this duel, Wood did not rush to attack, but cast an iron armor spell on himself. Tom controlled [Senior] to pull out the wand from the hilt of the sword.
"Expelliarmus!" Wood saw [Senior Sister] got the wand in her hand and immediately decided to use the disarming spell, but Tom quickly pulled out an armor protection and bounced the disarming spell away, while the tip of the wand shook slightly.
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"Flocks of birds!" When Tom cast this spell, he specially adjusted the magic output of [Senior Sister] to the maximum, so he saw the top version of flocks of birds.
"Fire Bear—ouch!"
Facts have proved that Hermione really held back that day. The power of this curse was beyond Tom's expectation. Dozens of brown birds rushed towards Wood like shotguns. Wood's Iron Armor Curse only supported him for a moment.
It was shattered in an instant, immediately interrupting the fire spell that Wood was about to release next.
His flame spell was interrupted before he could cast it.
If Hermione's flock of birds was like the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, then Tom's flock of birds with full output this time was like the hail of the North Sea. The birds were like flesh, and the banging sound was endless, making Tom not very happy to watch it.
But this time Wood protected his vital points. The birds basically hit his arms and shoulders. They only made him grin, but he did not lose his resistance. As a Quidditch goalkeeper, Wood was still very patient.
To hit, he waved his wand, and a stream of flames spurted out, swallowing up the birds and causing them to dissipate.
These flames quickly condensed into an arrow made of flames and shot towards [Senior], but she picked up her one-handed sword and scattered it.
At this time, [Senior Sister] was wearing heavy armor, holding a sword in one hand and a wand in the other, standing in front of Wood. She was extremely oppressive. Although she was less than 1.7 meters tall, her aura completely overshadowed the 1.8 meter Wood.
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The sword trembled slightly in her hand. Wood looked at the cold light reflected on the sword and swallowed, "Professor, she won't be able to attack with the sword in a while."
He felt that Feiniao could still resist. If he was swiped by the long sword, he would have to go to the school hospital.
"Why do you think she can't use a long sword?" Tom was a little surprised. He spent so much effort to perfect the hand movements and added a few sword moves. Is it just to look good?
Wood almost cursed: How can we fight like this?
However, [Senior Sister] did not give him a chance to continue to argue. She took a step forward, deflected the long sword slightly in her hand and struck Wood with the sword spine.
"Armor Protection (Protego)!" Wood had no choice but to block this wave of attacks first, "Obstacles (Impedimento)!"
The Iron Armor Curse blocked the long sword in [Senior]'s hand, while the Obstacle Curse successfully blocked her, allowing Wood to regain distance from her. If the opponent was Marcus from Slytherin College, Wood would definitely be
He went up to fight him head-on with his fists. Anyway, he threw the wand and the two of them fought face to face, punching to the flesh. Wood was confident that he could beat the hybrid monster until he called his mother. But in the face of [Senior Sister], who was so heavy
A swordsman, Wood decided to be a pure wizard for once.
Tom directly rubbed it wildly, and his fingers were like the wind. He first broke Wood's obstacle spell, and then the long sword flew, and the offensive continued. Wood could only release the armor spell one after another, and each small transparent shield could only resist it.
It will be broken into pieces after one or two slashes.
All of a sudden, the whole room was filled with tinkling sounds.
The young wizards in the audience fell into silence. They recalled their proficiency in the Iron Armor Curse and felt that there was a high probability that they would not be able to withstand such an offensive.
However, Wood was not embarrassed for long, because [Senior Sister]'s attack suddenly stopped, she inserted the long sword on the ground, and the wand in her hand emitted a red light.
"Collapse!"
Wood quickly rolled and rolled to avoid the curse.
The reason why Tom did not continue the attack was that Wood was already standing seven meters away. If Tom drove [Senior] forward, he would lose control of [Senior], so he switched back to magic mode.
Fireballs, small tornadoes, ice picks, all the magic spells were thrown out by Tom. Wood also resisted with all his strength, relying on his skilled armor spell to defend and counterattack.
Gradually, Wood seemed to have found a feeling, and the situation between him and [Senior Sister] changed from being beaten violently one-sided to being beaten ten times and finding an opportunity to fight back once, but he was blocked by [Senior Sister] casually.
Tom became more and more proficient in mastering the handle. The three wheels made a crackling sound as he spun them. Under his control, [Senior Sister] cast spells one after another, and even had combos. For example, setting fire to the ground first to seal it.
Move around, and then follow up with a salvo of ten thousand bullets, which makes Wood very embarrassed. However, Tom also put some caution and showed mercy. If he randomly added a few spells after combining the combos, Wood would directly
Out.
Tom is controlling the time to allow every student to play as much as possible, so that every student can have enough time to compete.
Wood extinguished the flames on his robe and felt the burning pain in his hands. He had a good idea, but it would take a little time to implement this operation. He was not very proficient in the time-delaying spell yet. But
So what? Anyway, if you drag it on, it will be a slow death! The soul of Gryffindor in Wood's body burned brightly, and he decided to take a risk.
"Misty!" Wood was lucky, and he successfully used this spell. A large cloud of thick fog quickly emerged from the tip of his staff. The thick fog enveloped the podium in a few seconds, and Wood successfully hid himself.
"Come flying broom!" Wood cast a flying spell on his broom.
Tom lost his vision. He looked at the spell with interest, "Is this a spell that only senior students can learn? It looks very interesting!"
Wood himself wanted to delay time, so he started chatting with Tom. While chatting, he quickly changed his position to avoid being located by Tom's hearing. The fog he created also kept flowing, and the smoke caused by Wood's movement
All were covered.
"I see, the weather spell that Professor Flitwick gave to the senior students sounds really good. It's a pity that I didn't study this spell seriously when I was in school." Through Wood's explanation, Tom knew about the misty spell in front of him.
It is a weather spell taught by Professor Flitwick to senior students.
"...Professor Flitwick also said that if we want to work in the Ministry of Magic, we must master this spell, because there are many offices there with weather. If we know the weather spell, it will not rain heavily all the time in the office.
And can’t work.”
Percy in the audience nodded. He had already memorized this spell by heart, and was waiting for the day when there was a problem in his boss's office, he would be able to step forward and solve the problem neatly.
"But if that's the case, why not delay it a little longer? It's just in time to take a rest..." Tom rubbed his chin and suddenly felt that those wizards really didn't know how to spell weather spells?
I'm afraid it's not just using the excuse of a heavy rain in the office to fish in the water at work!
Percy:…
Wood: Ah this...
Professor Lockhart had completely confused him.
At this moment, his broomstick flew in from the window and stopped beside him, and he stepped on it.
"Interesting, using a broomstick to gain air supremacy!" Tom praised. He did not cast a spell to break the misty effect of the mist, but controlled [Senior Sister] to walk into the mist.
"This way you can't see [Senior] anymore, what should you do?"
Wood showed his sunshine and smiled brightly: "Professor, since it is a battle, you are also the target, right?"
Tom:?
Then, Wood took out a bag of stuff from his arms, lit it and threw it towards Tom.
"Proudly produced by Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, whoosh-boom fireworks!"
The package burned violently in the air, and fireworks would be ejected in the next second.
Tom smiled and said, "It's a small trick!"
He controlled [Senior] to cast a disappearing spell. To deal with this kind of thing, only the disappearing spell was needed——
"If you use the disappearing spell, it will increase tenfold." The kind-hearted Wood reminded Tom very kindly after using the disappearing spell, and flew out of the classroom by the window.
Tom:!
Do the fireworks made by Fred and the others have such a special quality?! Is this something that a little wizard who has not reached fifth grade can make? Fred and George have too many prank toys, and Tom doesn’t have any.
I remember the characteristics of each toy clearly, so I suffered a little secret loss.
"Everyone, take cover!" he yelled, and immediately waved his wand, turning the table into a thin wooden wall in front of the students watching the theater in the corner, but he was too late to cast the Iron Armor Charm on himself.
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He made a decisive decision and rushed into the fog, then changed his form into a three-headed dog, and then formed a big ball——