Chapter 214： Backstab of Justice

Sean on the stage was motionless, while the students under the stage had different thoughts.

The Hogwarts people naturally thought that Sean had done a good enough job today, and they were ready for a round of applause and applause when the other side stepped down. Also, Sean looked exhausted, there was no need to hold on to this situation.

The minds of the Nurmengards are even more complicated. They are angry that such a little wizard has stepped on the face of their school, but the elites who advocate strength have a strange feeling in their hearts - I don't know what this guy is. Can you teach me a hand...

Of course, there are also many people who have other thoughts. The **** on the stage has lost his strength, and now is a good opportunity to recover the scene - Nurmengard does not watch the process, only the result!

After Sean said "this is the end of the day", Professor Goodman nodded, but just as he was about to speak, there was a sound from the audience.

"Student Wallup looks pretty good? I really want to study again, okay?" A hooded boy like a skinny monkey stood up, speaking curry-flavored English, his eyes twinkling Light.

"Should you be shameless? Take advantage of the danger, right?!"

"Merlin's beard, I have never seen such a shameless wizard."

The students at Hogwarts were suddenly unhappy, and they all shouted and cursed.

But the boy didn't care, he didn't even look in the direction of Hogwarts.

"Sanjay Sharma." The boy walked onto the duel stage while introducing.

The Nurmengard students did not speak. Nurmengard really values ​​the results, but the teenagers are at the age of face-saving. Even if Sharma is his classmate, it is a bit shameless...

So, not talking is the best option.

Professor Goodman sighed secretly, and he looked at Sean: "Mr. Wallop, the choice is yours."

"Just study, student Wallup." Sharma looked ready to study, but he kept waving his wand, and all the stones under his feet were blown away by the whirlwind.

Sean had been standing there for a long time in that position, his face expressionless, his lips not moving.

"Come on then. But—" He paused in a low voice, "How about a bigger bet, how about a hundred points?"

Sharma was stunned for a moment. The previous bets were all ten or twenty points. One hundred points was a lot of money. Moreover, his grades were only middle-to-high, and he didn't save so much at all.

How is this Wallup kid so confident...

At this moment, he suddenly saw that on the opposite side, Sean's slightly trembling hand behind him suddenly blurred.

The magic power is overdrawn and fed back to the body, and the hand using the wand is in a state of 'blindness' because it bears too much magic power!

Sharma's eyes lit up, this kid really can't do it!

I just said that after the continuous duel, the opponent still used so many magic spells, and there was even an ancient magic spell with great power, which should have been overdrawn long ago - this kid is holding on!

One hundred points to scare me off!

Sharma rolled her eyes and said sincerely, "I don't have that many points, so how about forty points plus sixty Galleons?"

Sean didn't move, just said, "Yes."

Professor Goodman shook his head silently, and he stood between the two.

"salute-"

But Sean stood up straight, with 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 came to study, I should be more polite."

"Hmm—" There were boos from the audience. Of course, they were all for Sharma. No one thought Sean was rude, but Sharma, who was now on stage to pick up the leaks, was shameless enough.

But Shameless never cared about the audience's opinion. Sharma smiled and looked at Professor Goodman: "Can we start? Professor?"

"Shame—" Goodman muttered inaudibly, then waved his hand.

"The duel begins!"

"Protegoaxia!" At the beginning, Sharma summoned a huge transparent barrier in front of him.

Picking up leaks is pleasant, but picking up leaks and rolling over is not good.

This incantation made everyone at Hogwarts, who were constantly singing badly in the audience, stunned. I didn't expect this shameless Sharma to have such a strong strength? They looked at Sean even more worried.

Sharma on the stage looked at the motionless Sean, he licked his lips excitedly, this is the magic spell he has been practicing all the time - you can only output when you are alive!

I'd like to see how a second-year wizard with overdrawn magic power breaks the shield in front of me!

Sean seems to have lost the slightest strength. He has maintained the same posture from before to now. After the duel started, he did not even make a move.

I'm welcome then... Sharma raised her wand.

"Thunderbolt explosion (nfrgo)!"

A fiery red light shot from the tip of the wand, but Sean didn't dodge or even raise his wand!

"Sean!" In the exclamation, the curse directly hit Sean!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh screaming screams sounded and everyone who heard it got goosebumps all over.

But what made them even more unbelievable was that it was Sharma who was screaming.

Sharma's eyes turned white, and his whole body was twisted into a painful shape. The 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 Curse, waved and dissipated like water ripples, and behind Sharma, the real Sean finally revealed his figure.

Phantasm and Phantasm!

Sean moved his neck and didn't even look at Sharma, who had fainted from pain on the ground.

Just now, the silent acupuncture spell that he didn't keep his hand hit the opponent at the shortest distance. This kind of behavior is normal.

What Grindelwald taught him, wouldn't this work?

When the last duel was full of smoke, Sean used the illusion spell to become invisible, and then used the illusion spell to create a fake of himself.

When Garfield fainted, the restraint spell had lost its effectiveness. The fact that Sean couldn't move when others saw him was actually because he had just mastered the illusion spell, so he could only create a rigid illusion—the only thing that Sean could do. All you can do is to let your hands tremble slightly.

As for the blur Sharma sees, that's because Sean's magic power is close to exhaustion, and the illusion spell is almost unstoppable.

He used the Disillusionment Charm to speak beside his avatar, and when Professor Goodman announced the salute, he began to move himself carefully - no way, it didn't take long to master it, so he could only move slowly.

Sean was worried that he would be seen through before he could move the fake body, but this Sharma was talking a lot of nonsense, and he was still casting a defensive spell at the beginning...

He got enough time to move behind the opponent, and then put an acupuncture spell on his waist.

Experience the sourness - the backstab of justice!

Sean stepped over Sharma's comatose body, and he had already smothered so many other people's hands. This guy still didn't learn his lesson - it's not worth taking a second look at yourself.

"Professor Goodman," he cleared his throat, "the points will automatically transfer, I know, what about Gallen? Can this guy's property be forcibly confiscated and handed over to me?"

For a while, no one in the arena spoke anymore.

…

After the dueling training session that night, the Hogwarts common room had become the scene of the celebration, and there were several free duels after that, and the Hogwarts students lost more or less, but it didn't matter.

Sean Wallop, five consecutive battles, one each in the second, third and fourth grades, and two in the fifth grade, all the elite wizards in Nurmengard were killed by him, the glory of Hogwarts!

Sean felt that he was hugged by everyone and patted 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 not as good as that of the fifth graders in Nurmengard, he did his best to do his best.

When he practiced more and released the magical beasts, Sean even had the confidence to compete with the graduating seventh graders.

After a night of trouble with his classmates, the exhausted Sean returned to his dormitory after washing up. Nurmengard is a little different from Hogwarts, all of which are single rooms.

Everyone's rooms are distributed on a corridor, and it is like staying in a hotel.

Today, Sean's eyelids, who are full of energy, energy and magic, have already started fighting, but he saw a piece of parchment on the bedside table.

Next to the parchment is a peculiarly shaped key.

When he saw the writing on the paper, he knew that the strength he showed today had begun to be paid.

"Well done, beautiful spells, clever tricks, you're almost beyond my imagination."

Grindelwald sent a note.

On it, he first praised Sean's performance, and then attached more details of spell learning.

"About the Phantasm: How to Build a More Lifelike Character..."

"About the Disillusionment Spell: How to make less noise when moving stealthily, how to draw the enemy's attention elsewhere..."

In the list of spells that Grindelwald handed him that day, Sean had already learned three. This time, Grindelwald added three more and explained the shortcomings of Sean's spells in this duel. All are marked and explained in detail.

At the end, he also wrote: "Animagus's quiet room for storing potions is ready for you, at the end of the corridor on the basement floor, you can practice magic spells quietly there, and the innermost There's a small room that's completely closed to use - by the way, you should remember the cell where the two were held, the room is next door there, the key is attached, and I'm looking forward to what you can achieve."

"Be bold in this castle, my boy. You're from Hogwarts, but Nurmengard is always open to you, don't worry, uh, you can be the Dark Lord, ha—"

"Friend of your faithful and mighty Albus Dumbledore—Gellert Grindelwald~"