Chapter 509： guide

Old Black House.

In the living room, Penello introduced Harry and the others to the defense arrangements of the "Future World" company.

"Because of doing business, Sword Castle cannot be hidden with a spell like here. Its protection is closer to Hogwarts. It will be much better when the anti-thief waterfall and anti-cursive series are developed. In addition, every employee in the company needs To master the most basic self-protection ability, Professor Haipu chose the Coma Curse and the Iron Armor Curse."

"Isn't there a disarming curse?" Harry said regretfully.

"Perhaps he thinks it's safer to knock out." Penello himself was not sure about it. "There are also some useful spells such as Bright Flame Curse, Apparition Transformation, Phantom Curse, Magical Iron Armor Curse, etc., but Not everyone can master these advanced content, and it will take time to fully roll out."

Then Penello proposed to play a duel game.

They came to the training room on the second floor of the basement, which had a larger space than the fifth floor, and there was no need to worry about making people noise.

"Who will come first?" Penello stood confidently in the middle of the room.

"It sounds like you are going to have a wheel fight with us." Fred said, touching his nose, his tone a little bit ill-intentioned.

"It's a guide." Penello corrected seriously: "I learned all the magic above."

"I saw Percy's shadow in her," Harry heard Ron whispering to Neville, "I should have thought of why she can stand a workaholic like Percy? Because they are the same type of people. ."

Harry grinned, and in the corner of his eyes she seemed to see Ginny staring at him through the cushion, and when he looked over, she had turned her head away. Harry suddenly remembered the kiss last night, it should be a kiss, he didn't think with certainty.

"Harry Harry!"

He recovered. The others retreated to the edge of the black stone wall, and Penello was looking at him eagerly. He clenched his wand subconsciously.

"Oh, Harry is distracted, it's not so good. I'll be the referee!" Fred whispered first, then said with interest in the next second. "Three two one, start!"

"Armor Guard"

"boom!"

A red light hit Penello's chest and instantly knocked her into the air. She fell firmly on the mat, her wand slid through a graceful arc and fell into Harry's hand.

Penello struggled to support his body from the cushion, his face looked incredible.

Harry himself was a little surprised, his casting speed seemed to be faster, but he suspected it might be an illusion.

"My buddy, it's better to keep it," Ron leaned over and whispered, "Or Percy will rush down to get you revenge."

"I didn't use all my strength," Harry explained in a low voice.

"Do it again, I was too careless just now." Penello said unconvinced.

"So, in the first round, Harry wins; in the second round, ready" Fred performed his duties.

This time Penello persisted for a long time. Harry didn't dare to use the Disarming Charm anymore, but found an opportunity to cast a Soft Leg Charm. Penello fell severely and fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Everyone hurriedly surrounded them. Hermione chanted the anti-curse, and then took out the anti-swelling medicine. Penello's nose was blue and swollen.

"Are you completely mastering silent spellcasting?" Penello asked dullly.

"Recently, it has improved a lot." Harry said whisperingly. He was finally sure that it was not an illusion. He could only silently release a few duel spells that he was good at, but today it feels surprisingly good.

Could it be Voldemort's influence on him again? A cloud of darkness fell in his heart.

"It won't leave a trace?" Fred on the side asked worriedly, "I mean, if my mother finds out."

Harry took a deep breath, and lost his thoughts.

"Don't worry, I won't talk about it." Penello shrugged, "Not as good as others."

Harry's favor with Penello increased.

Next, Harry and Hermione competed, blasting a spell from the tips of their rods and swaying them in the training room. Almost half a minute passed, except for the sound of a spell hitting the wall, neither of them spoke.

"They are so familiar with each other. Sometimes they know what spells the other party is going to use based on their feelings." Ron explained, "But Harry is in a very good shape today. You must know that he is no better than Hermione in silent spell casting. of."

"Can you do what they did?" Fred and George looked at Ron carefully.

"Of course it's a bit short." Ron said panting, seeing their eager expressions.

"Look, Hermione is about to use combo magic, the one recommended by Professor Flivy, oh, what is that?" He widened his eyes and looked at the sudden situation on the court unexpectedly.

At some point, a series of palm-sized chestnut chips flew out of Hermione's beaded pouch. These chestnut chips flashed red, hot magic circuit, under Hermione's precise control, surrounded Harry.

Haliton felt bad. He instantly released a high-level iron armor curse, and the'flowing' magic text merged into the magic barrier, and the invisible spherical barrier was rippling with light green water waves, enveloping him. He raised his head, Hermione was pinching her neck and looking at him, seeing that he was ready, and her wand swiped down sharply.

The chestnut chips exploded at the same time beside him, turning into dazzling fireballs.

Harry was dizzy, and the explosion didn't hurt him, but the loud noise made him a little bit overwhelmed.

"What kind of magic is this?" He couldn't help asking when the flame disappeared, "It looks a bit like a magic circuit."

"You're right," Hermione said beamingly. "It's just an unstable magic circuit. It should have been avoided as much as possible, but if you control it properly." She made an explosive gesture.

"Turn the failed magic circuit into an offensive method?" Harry wondered, this approach is not simple, at least the magic control requirements are very high.

"How did you think of it?" Ron couldn't help asking on the side.

"Well, haven't I read a lot of magic texts recently? When looking back on my experience of learning ancient magic texts, I suddenly thought that the professor pointed me the direction in the first class." Hermione smiled and said her The eyes complete two crescents, and the success of the new move makes her feel good.

"I think he might just simply demonstrate a wrong example at the time." Ron said the truth.

Next are Neville and Ginny. Neville seems to have imprinted the idea of ​​defensive counterattack in his bones. He can hardly find a mistake. Ginny tried many spells in turn, but couldn't find a certain flaw, not to mention. She was not good at duels at first, only knowing that she was standing in place to release spells. She angrily used the best bat magic spell, but Neville seized the opportunity to easily knock it down.

"Are you all right?" Harry asked.

Ginny shook her head and got up on her own.

"You have changed so much," Fred said sincerely. "Even my hands are itchy."

"When was the last time we had a serious contest?" George pretended to be steady If you don’t count the time you chanted the long-hair curse to me through the experimental protective cap yesterday, I think it should be last school year The duel is out. We were both eliminated, remember? "Fred said solemnly.

"The time you beat each other with big dung eggs?" George also remembered.

"But we were too boring to fight, as if we were looking in a mirror." Fred said reluctantly. They didn't actually spend much time in duels, but it was just their daily squabbles. Let them be a lot stronger than the average person.

"You're right, it's better to change someone," George replied, and the two looked at Ron together.

...

Ron was beaten badly.

"Actually, you persisted for a long time," Harry helped him from the ground. "But Fred and George are so close together. They are like avatars."

"I thought it was two-on-two," Ron said, rubbing his shoulders, "but they were shameless than I thought, hiss~ they must be swollen now."