A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Oh, is this appropriate?" Professor Flitwick seemed a little at a loss. He regretted not leaving with the other professors just now.

"I was the dueling champion at Hogwarts back then, is that really okay?" Although Professor Flitwick said this, Edward could clearly see the desire in his eyes.

He must have been longing for a wizard duel for a long time.

"I think this is not a problem at all, Professor Flitwick." Edward shrugged and said, "If you are ready, come up. I think this is definitely a lesson that will impress the students."

"Okay." Professor Flitwick nodded, used a spell to control himself to fly into the air, and slowly landed on the high platform, but it looked much stiffer than Edward's movements just now, probably because he didn't often use this kind of movement at all. Way.

"Come on!" It was the Ravenclaw students who were cheering for their dean.

Harry and Hermione also cheered for Edward, "Professor Rumple is the best!"

Edward and Professor Flitwick shook hands, and then they walked to both ends of the platform with their backs to each other.Although the bell rang for the end of get out of class a few minutes ago, every little wizard waited in the auditorium expectantly. The duel even attracted the attention of students who came to the auditorium for dinner.

"What are they going to do?"

"Wizard duel! Between two professors, a show for us."

Flitwick took out his wand and pointed the tip of the wand at the ground. His wand was a bit too long compared to his body. He was holding it like a long sword, but this did not affect his strength.

"We're just going to stop there, right, Professor Rumple?"

"Of course, you can't use fatal spells. We can't show too much to the students." Edward nodded and waved his hand towards Lockhart, "Get out of the way, so as not to hurt you."

"Yes Yes."

"As you can see, we hold our wands in a normal dueling posture," Professor Flitwick said wistfully, and at the same time he noticed a detail, "Professor Rumplestiltskin, you forgot to take your wand."

"Oh, really?" Edward suddenly realized that his need for the wand was not as dependent as that of human wizards, which made him often careless about the wand. He even once dropped it behind the sofa for half a month, if he had not maintained his disguise. The magic required a wand, and Edward didn't even want to pick it up.

"Master, your wand." Lockhart threw Edward's wand to him.

"Thank you, Gilderoy." Edward finally held the wand and bowed slightly to Professor Flitwick, who quickly responded.

"On the count of three, we'll begin. You'll do the shouting, Lockhart."

"No problem, teacher." Lockhart said with a hearty smile, and at the same time silently took a few steps back. He had seen the strong strength of his teacher. Although Edward said it was 'just click', Lockhart Hart doubted that he would see the full version of Professor Flitwick tomorrow.

"one two three!"

They both raised their wands above their shoulders.

Flitwick shouted: "Expelliarmus!" Suddenly a dazzling red light flashed, and Edward waved his wand. The spell seemed to encounter some barrier, and was directly bounced away and hit the long table beside him. Hit a big hole in the top.

The right hand holding the wand danced, and a dark light blue spell shot out from the tip of his wand.At the same time, his left hand rotated, as if forming some kind of seal, and a black-red flame was born out of thin air and headed straight for Professor Flitwick.

In the air, it changed and rose, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a fire dragon and rushed straight to where Professor Flitwick was.

"Oh, that's really good." Professor Flitwick shouted. He had no intention of resisting. Almost immediately, he bent down and rolled several times to the side, leaving the place where he was attacked by flames and magic words.

Edward looked at Flitwick not far away, thought for a moment, and still did not order the fire dragon and the spell to chase Professor Flitwick.

"That's not bad, Edward, your spell is very powerful!" Professor Flitwick got up again, and Edward gentlemanly did not take the opportunity to attack him, "Is it an ancient magic text?" Flitwick frowned.

The strength of Edward in front of you cannot be underestimated!

"Yes, it's runes." Edward nodded.

Flitwick waved his hand, "No fight, no fight, I can't beat you." After that, he jumped off the high platform, and no longer had the idea of ​​looking down on Edward.

"Professor Flitwick is very humble, let us give him a round of applause." After Edward finished speaking, he led the applause. Flitwick nodded with a blush, and then quickly left the auditorium.

With the end of the duel, this lesson also ended completely.It was undoubtedly a success, and Edward became famous - even though he was already famous - and he became the king of the castle!

He defeated Professor Flitwick, the Master of Charms, right off the bat. Is there anything more arrogant than this?

Friday evening, the Three Broomsticks pub in Hogsmeade.

"You don't know how perverted that guy is!" Flitwick took a big sip of the sherry juice soda in front of him. "He can double cast spells, and it's an ancient magic text. I thought this technique had disappeared into history long ago. , I didn’t expect that one day I would actually be able to see..."

Professor Sprout took a sip of the butterbeer in front of him and said, "I remember, doesn't mastering ancient magic texts require a very rich theoretical knowledge? Just like our Professor Bathsheda Bablin, you know Yes, she is...that...you know."

Several people nodded silently.

After a moment, Professor McGonagall slowly said: "It seems that we all underestimated this guy before, and he gave us a kick."

"But I guess that's nothing, isn't it?" Flitwick smiled, "He's still young and it's normal for him to be high-spirited."

"He may be much older than us." Professor Sprout said, "Haven't you read his book? I saw a few old English words in it, which few people use now. .”

"You still read his books?"

"It's very beautiful." Professor Sprout took out Edward's latest work "The Cursed Child" from his arms and placed it on the table. "I recommend you to read it when you are not busy at work."

"When did you become a fan of Lumpo?"

"This summer vacation, when I couldn't take care of the plants in the greenhouse, I happened to read the report about Rita Skeeter in the newspaper, and..."

Flitwick ignored Sprout. He rubbed his chin with one hand and said, "In other words, he is probably an old monster who uses magic to maintain his appearance?"