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Chapter 205 Harry's Battle

Harry asked, "You must know something."

Snape waved his wand to calm the chaotic voices around him, saying word by word: "You are so meddling in other people's business, Potter! If you were touted for a few words, you would really be a savior. If it weren't for your mother's sacrifice, you would be nothing!"

Harry's stomach swelled, and he felt both glad and sad. Fortunately, he had bet right. Snape really knew more inside information, but sadly, he mentioned his mother. What he didn't know here?

Moreover, Snape was still mocking him shamelessly, describing him as a villain who escaped death by chance and stole his reputation, and his lungs were about to explode.

He couldn't help but clench his wand, and wanted to give Snape a bat spirit curse immediately. He felt that the name of the spell was too compatible with Snape, and he looked like a dirty big bat.

Snape noticed Harry's movements, narrowed his cold eyes and said maliciously: "Do you want to do it, Potter? I'm willing to give you this opportunity..."

Harry took two deep breaths of air and said stiffly, "No, I'm not looking for you." He walked away a few steps, turned his head to look at Felix not far away, and said loudly, "I chose Professor Hepp."

Snape's expression was very surprised. In his judgment, Potter's personality would definitely be angered, and he could teach him a lesson openly.

To be honest, he is looking forward to this scene very much.

But this kid actually refused, how dare he!

Snape retreated unwillingly to the edge of the stage, Felix and Harry approached face to face, raising their wands to their chests to salute.

Harry whispered: "Professor, if I can hold on for two minutes, can you promise me one thing?"

Felix looked at him and smiled, "Just like during special training?"

"That's right." Harry said quickly, he had no hope of getting information from Snape's father and Sirius Black. It was just a coincidence that it was his real strategy. "Like I invited you and me to see the firebolt samples from the Quidditch boutique after my first success."

"I let the water go that time, to strengthen your confidence," Felix said.

"I know, but I've also made progress," Harry said.

After a brief conversation, the two saluted each other, took seven steps in reverse, and turned around and stared at each other.

Felix had no intention of starting the move first, and Harry understood that everything was like in the basement of the Broken Cauldron Bar.

He waved his wand suddenly and shouted: "So quickly!" A rope flew towards the other party like a thin snake. He didn't see the effect. He then took two steps back and then added another silent disarming spell.

Felix stood there with a smile. As soon as the rope touched his body, it softened rapidly. He then tilted his head and avoided the red arc. He waved two spells, one red and the other golden.

"Armor Protects!" Harry prepared the Iron Armor Spell early, and one of the spells passed by the magic barrier, and the other spell hit the Iron Armor Spell straight, making a muffled sound.

Harry silently recited the numbers in his mind. This was the rule he summarized. During the special training, Professor Hepp never knocked him down in an instant in order to train him, but there was a certain interval, which gave him a glimmer of hope.

After counting until eight silently, he dodged away, and a powerful spell directly shattered the iron armor curse. He got up from the ground in a mess, raised his hand and threw out three or four coma curses, "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Without seeing any movement, a magic barrier appeared in front of Felix, blocking Harry's spell. Then he stretched out his hand and pushed it out. The magic barrier blocking the front turned into seven or eight blunt arrows and flew towards Harry.

"Swoosh!" The arrow made a whimpering sound.

Ha used a frozen curse to freeze the arrow in the air, and he immediately rushed to the side.

The arrow paused for a second or two, and continued to smash on the wooden floor along the predetermined track, making a suspicious muffled sound.

"Shit!"

Less than thirty seconds before and after, the two showed a powerful offensive and defensive interaction, which made many people look at it. Professor Hayp was undoubtedly very relaxed, and the little wizards were not surprised, but Harry was difficult to understand.

The familiarity he showed in the duel surprised everyone.

Harry was indeed very embarrassed. He was dodging, rolling, and retreating in a mess for most of the moment... but he could always take time to fight back, and the frequency of releasing spells was far greater than that of previous students.

Moreover, his expression was very calm, and he was not as panicked as the previous ones.

Harry kept running on the stage, trying to distance himself from Professor Hepp.

Two minutes were long, and Harry had to count carefully, something he had never considered before. Although he knew his spell was useless, he kept firing back, trying to interfere with the professor's attack frequency.

But to his despair, Professor Haypu always attacked slowly, almost once every seven or eight seconds, and never changed due to his interference.

‘I’m still too far away!’

"I'm not going to be Sirius Black's opponent in this way!"

Harry became anxious, and he tried his best to remind himself that it was not the time, but he just couldn't help but think about it.

While running, he was hit by a confinement spell and tripped to the ground.

His glasses flew out, and Harry raised his head blankly, and saw a blurry figure opposite him holding up his wand.

"No!"

He struggled to raise his wand and shouted loudly: "Get rid of your weapons!"

The blazing red beam was excited, like a laser light as thick as a wrist, emitting a faint white light.

The spell spans more than ten meters and collided head-on with the disarming spell that Felix fought.

“Huh?”

Felix quietly increased the power of the spell, making the power of the two disarmed spells equal.

From the perspective of the little wizards, Harry was evenly matched with Professor Happ for a moment. The spells of the two were colliding violently, making crackling sounds and magic arcs.

The small half of the auditorium was boiling.

"This is Harry's disarming curse? How did he practice it!"

"Legendary: He used this spell to destroy the dementor who tried to attack him..."

"He is only in the third grade, and he is worthy of being the savior who defeated the mysterious man."

"Do you think he can win?"

"...I think too much about you, but I think the future is possible!"

Snape, standing in the corner, looked at the scene in shock. He never knew that Harry could use magic of this intensity. This was far beyond the level he usually showed.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed the appearance of another person.

It's Lupin!

He looked very haggard, his gray hair seemed more conspicuous, and his clothes were patched. He didn't know when he appeared in the auditorium and was looking at Harry with concern.

The two of them met with their eyes, Lupin nodded friendly, and then stared at Harry intently.

In the gilded ring, Harry tried his best to maintain the spell. He didn't know how long it had passed, and every second seemed like a century, but he hoped he could hold on for a little longer.

Maybe he had been persisting for two minutes? In this way, Professor Heip would not refuse his request. Harry thought.

Felix's spell was terriblely stable and never weakened at all. Harry watched the magic on his side be suppressed back.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, his vision began to be dazed and dizzy. He was no stranger to this feeling.

‘The next second, I should fall on the carpet floor. Although it is uncomfortable, it doesn’t hurt too much…’

"Dong!"

Harry smashed on the ground, "It hurts so much!" His tears flowed out.

He suddenly realized that he was not training in the basement of the Broken Cauldron Bar, but in the gilded ring in the school auditorium, with only bare hardwood boards under him.

"Harry~Harry~" He heard a gentle shout, and someone squatted over, but he could no longer tell who it was.

He completely fainted.
Chapter completed!
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