Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 210: The duel begins!

For the first time, Goodman took a serious look at the little wizard in front of him. Sean was upright, handsome, with a gentle smile that never seemed to fade away.

As one of Grindelwald's confidantes, he naturally knows Sean Wallep's name. Similarly, after the academic exchange last school year, the other's reputation spread in Nurmengard Castle.

However, as Nurmengard's Charms professor, Goodman has always believed that a genius can only be crowned after the wizard has truly become famous.

There are too many wizards who showed their talents in school days with their talents, but in the end, how many wizards can be respected and written into the history of magic?

In Goodman's mind, apart from Grindelwald, the principal of Nurmengard, only Mr. Dumbledore, the principal of another magic school Hogwarts, can be called a genius.

Yes, he felt that he was not worthy of the title of "genius", even if Goodman was among the teaching staff in Nurmengard, his attainments in runes and spells were already among the best.

The little wizard in front of him is too aggressive, and it is not rational to act like this when he knows that he is 'remembered' by the students of Nurmengard. At the same time, he has not received any news recently—whether there are students in Hogwarts who are carefully investigating the strength of Nurmengard students.

If you act rashly without even knowing the strength of your opponent, you are not well prepared.

Professor Goodman shook his head silently in his heart, and gave Sean a temporary evaluation.

But he will not slack off when performing his duties as a teacher: "Mr. Wallop, are you sure? At your initiative, the students in the third and fourth grades will do their best. If you are sure, you can go on stage and use your full strength. The medical team and I will always pay close attention."

Shawn nodded: "Then I will trouble you, professor."

He also thought about whether to investigate the strength of the Nurmengard students in advance. Harry brought the Invisibility Cloak, and he also had Dave, the biological monitoring device.

However, Sean gave up this idea after thinking about it again and again. In the future, he won't always be able to find out detailed information about his opponent beforehand. Just like in this wizarding world, the unknown you encounter will always be greater than what you already know.

Then why don't you train well now, there are professors watching at the school, and it's still a bit safe to fight against an opponent whose strength is unknown.

Professor Goodman stood on the stage, with Sean waiting beside him: "Sean Wallep from Hogwarts Ravenclaw College applied for a free duel, regardless of school, students in the fourth grade and below can challenge on stage."

He turned his head to look at Sean again: "Do you want to bet on points?"

Sean nodded: "Yes."

Numergarde's personal bonus points cannot be traded privately, but they can be used as a bet during duels, which can be regarded as an alternative currency in this castle.

The extra points are automatically cleared at the end of each semester, but if you have enough points, you can even apply for Grindelwald's personal teaching-this is the wish of every Nurmengard student.

"Accept the bet points, well, those who are willing to challenge can sign up on stage." Professor Goodman said.

All the students who were pairing up looked over.

As expected, Nurmengard, especially the students in the third and fourth grades all of a sudden turned ugly. How dare you, a second-year student, be so arrogant when Hogwarts is completely suppressed?

Yes, in their view, this is an extremely serious provocation.

Of course, most of the second graders are not so angry, they still remember the horrible blood loss curse before.

On the Hogwarts side, the students were all excited.

"Nice job, Sean!"

"It's really you, buddy."

Whistles and cheers rang out.

Standing on the side of the stone platform, Sean smiled and waved to the students who cheered him on. He had an elegant posture and looked like a gentleman being interviewed.

However, after waiting for a while, no one came to the stage.

The students in Nurmengard, especially the fourth graders, are all looking at each other. They are not stupid. The other party's "bird and snake out of the hole" has already spread, and the magical animals of xxxx dangerous level are not something ordinary students can compete with.

Sean waited for a long time but didn't see anyone coming up. He guessed what those people were thinking, so he cleared his throat and said, "My oolong came out of the hole was just an accident, and now it's back to normal—don't look at me like that, I'm a Flobberworm if you're lying."

Although he has made a promise and is preparing to do so, Sean's reputation in this castle is obviously not very good.

"Professor, if no one comes up, can I tell others outside that I am within the fourth grade—invincible?" Sean, who only wanted to practice combat, directly poured oil on the fire.

Professor Goodman remained expressionless and did not speak.

"Sean, remember to add the suffix, it is within the fourth grade of Nurmengard." A carefree voice sounded.

It was Stephen Wellen, his classmate in the same grade. He was also one of the top students in the Eagle Academy.

"Thank you for your careful reminder, Stephen, I will mention this to the reporter of the Daily Prophet." Sean smiled and waved his hand.

Between the two singing together, the students of Nurmengard finally couldn't bear it anymore.

They made a choice between being tricked by Sean and their own face.

A skinny boy jumped onto the stone platform.

Sean was delighted when he saw it. Isn't this the guy who lost ten Galleons to him that day?

"Good evening, this classmate, by the way, I forgot to meet you last time, what is your name?" He greeted friendly.

That boy's face is ugly. It's been almost two years since he saved the ten Galleons since he entered school!

"Aleka Ramos, a second-year student at Nurmengard." He introduced bluntly.

"Ramos, nice to meet you, thank you for the ten Galleons last time." Sean didn't forget to stimulate the other side.

"Oh? There is such a good thing, Sean, I have to treat you! I also pay ten Galleons, next time I will treat everyone to snacks?" Stephen in the audience booed again.

This guy is also a rich second generation, and he is also known as the two big money-spreading boys of Eagle Yard along with Sean.

"No problem, I'll place an owl order when I get back." Sean naturally agreed.

Ramos's chest heaved a few times, these two annoying guys... However, he did not let anger occupy his head, but became more cautious and serious.

The judgment of the gate of division can only explain the difference between magic power and spell proficiency, not necessarily in actual combat!

Once aware of this scene, Sean secretly praised in his heart, the students of Nurmengard are quite mature in mind.

He also gripped his wand tightly without any slack.

"Bow to each other," the two bowed, and Professor Goodman's voice sounded, "The duel begins!"

"Expelliarmus!" Ramos reacted extremely quickly. As soon as the opening sound sounded, the disarming spell spewed out.

"The dust is flying ()!" Sean quickly avoided the spell by turning sideways, and said the spell to the ground.

When the two professors were demonstrating just now, a lot of the ground was damaged. Under the effect of the Dust Curse, dust and fine stones were swept up, and the vision on the stage was suddenly blurred.

Dust Raising Curse? Why did the other party choose this small spell, in order to blur his vision, but he has the ability to see through dust? However, the small stones were also blown, indicating that the opponent's spell proficiency is very high, and the output of magic power is also astonishing.

Ramos' body tensed up, and he lost Sean's figure in his sight, leaving only dust in the sky, but he still made a quick judgment.

He cast a small defensive spell, and then stuck it to the railing on the edge of the stone platform to prevent the opponent's surprise attack.

"Tergeo" Ramos' spell did not take effect, and the dust was still sweeping.

Among the sky full of dust, Sean cast a "quietus" on himself long ago, and then continuously cast the dust-raising curse in a low voice, maintaining a small 'sandstorm' on the stone platform.

Sensitivity to magic power allowed him to roughly judge Ramos' strength when the opponent cast the Disarming Curse—excellent ability, both the speed of casting the spell and the control of the output of magic power are quite perfect. In Hogwarts, Ramos' strength is stronger than many third graders.

But for Sean, it wasn't enough.

He can quickly disarm the opponent, but the next duel needs to be prepared in advance...

The dust raised on the stage also blocked the students' sight. They could only see two blurred shadows. Ramos's side kept trying to cast various spells, while Sean's side couldn't seem to find the right direction for the spells.

Bach Hoffmann, who was wearing a sixth grade uniform, stood on a wooden platform with his pocket in his pocket. He watched the scene in front of him steadily.

"The magic spell is powerful, but after blurring the vision, I have no solution. The dilemma takes effect on both of them at the same time, which is not smart enough." He said.

The girl who has been acting with him doesn't seem to care much about anything. She curled her long blue hair highlighted on her fingers and said casually: "Won't you know when the result comes out?"

As they talked, Sean finally prepared himself.

He raised his wand and looked towards a certain direction in the dust, where ~IndoMTL.com~ his own magic power mark was shining brightly.

Yes, Sean marked it a long time ago, and Ramos didn't even notice that there was a small black worm crawling on his leg in the dust.

This is the Shadow Worm Curse from Gormley Gaunt, and Sean found that it is quite good to use this spell as the ability to mark the opponent.

What a dazzling target... Xiao En muttered.

"acupunctinternus!" He deliberately lowered the intensity of the spell output.

An extremely fast spell pierced through the dust and went straight in Ramos' direction.

Ramos, who did not relax his vigilance, escaped the spell with a not-so-elegant roll.

"Hell, he really has the ability to determine my location!"

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