Chapter 209： Duel Training Class

The dueling training course in Nurmengard is somewhat different from the dueling club at Hogwarts. The former is more about teachers to teach students how to duel, while the latter is more about actual combat communication between students. Professors Most of them play the role of demonstration and supervision.

Of course, Hogwarts' reboot of the Dueling Club has been suspended since Tom Riddle turned into a remnant. I heard that the senior students held a student party in private, but during the duel practice, a boy had a flower on his head-the flower had to be plucked every day, otherwise it would absorb the vitality of the human body.

Madam Pomfrey acted as a gardener for half a month, and the boy recovered only after Snape developed an antidote, but because of this, the gathering of the students was also called off.

After all, without the supervision of a teacher, if a spell is not cast accurately, it may lead to serious consequences.

Nurmengard's dueling training course was added to the compulsory courses for students not long after the school was established, which can be seen from the facilities of the dueling arena.

When Sean and the others walked into the dueling classroom, everyone was surprised.

Here is a circular room with bright chandeliers hanging from the vaulted ceiling. There is a huge stone platform in the center of the room, and a fence with defensive spells is set at the edge, so that it is convenient for students to watch and will not be accidentally injured.

There are many dummies neatly placed in the corner of the room. These dummies are also classified in detail, such as those that can move back and forth, those wrapped in dragon skin with extremely high magic resistance, and even special dummies for capture practice— - The dummy appears to be some kind of alchemy that can tell when the wizard's spell hits where the power of the spell has hit, and the dummy glows red if the spell would kill or severely maim Light, reminding the wizard on the opposite side that the capture failed this time.

Not only that, but Nurmengard, with its strong teaching staff, sends at least eight teachers in each duel training session to prevent unexpected situations. After all, this is a big class that all grades will have together - and the staff in the infirmary will always be there. Standby.

This is the advantage of the large number of faculty members. The professors at Hogwarts simply can't spare so much time, and there is only one employee of Madam Pomfrey in the school infirmary.

The professor in charge of the class this time is the magic teacher of Nurmengard, Fannish Goodman, who is the opposite of the magic professor at Hogwarts.

Professor Goodman looks very old. He is nearly two meters tall, but he is as thin as a bamboo pole. His hands are shriveled and slender, and his knuckles are raised high.

He always had a sullen, gloomy expression on his face, and with a monocle in one eye, he looked like a thin vampire.

"The first dueling training session after Christmas is now starting." Professor Goodman's voice was like an old bellows with holes, and his hoarse voice did not contain the slightest emotional fluctuations.

He waved a long, tan-yellow rough wand, and the railings on the edge of the dueling stone lit up.

"The defensive spell is activated..." Hermione whispered.

"Well, and it looks strong." Sean nodded, he could feel the powerful magic flowing in front of him.

Goodman narrowed one eye and scanned the crowd with the other through his monocle.

"There are new students... I will demonstrate seriously with other professors this time, remember to analyze the duel process and observe carefully."

After saying this, Professor Goodman called up Professor Gu Lei, the teacher of the Magic Attack and Defense class.

Sean, who happened to be behind Goodman, saw that the professor on the stage had his hands behind his back, and the spells had been silently attached to his body.

Moreover, a wooden box was opened and pinned to the back waist. From the opening and the fingers that Goodman sneaked in and took out, it could be seen that it was filled with gold dust.

Defensive spells and runes?

Professor Gu Lei walked up to the stage with a grin. He seemed to especially like to show such a neurotic smile.

"Professor Goodman, then I won't show mercy." He rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"That couldn't be better." Goodman nodded expressionlessly.

"Then, salute."

Just as the two bowed to each other, Goodman's fingers had begun to draw symbols in the air.

The two raised their heads at the same time, Professor Gu Lei let out an excited cry, his wand was lifted instantly, and a silent red light went straight to Goodman.

What everyone didn't expect was that Professor Goodman stood motionless and didn't seem to have any intention to escape.

The red light hit Goodman extremely fast, but a silver-white transparent barrier appeared around his body, and that barrier blocked the spell for him.

As if all this had been anticipated, Goodman painted the final stroke without changing his face. His symbols were sketched out, and a few runes gleamed in the air.

A silver circle appeared at his feet.

Immediately afterwards, Goodman also issued a silent spell, which suddenly became thicker after passing through the circle.

Gu Lei, who was going to cast a defensive spell on himself, was stunned and rolled around in an unattractive posture.

The red light hit the railing on the edge of the stone platform, and a huge barrier materialized. Sean outside didn't even hear the explosion, and the spell disappeared.

However, the strong vibration has already surfaced the power of this spell.

"The ancient magic outlined by the rune symbol has the effect of increasing the power of the magic spell?" Sean thought to himself as he looked at Gu Lei who was tossing and turning on the stone platform.

Gu Lei has been looking for opportunities to cast a defensive spell on himself, but the circle of ancient magic is just like the speeders, and the light of the spell that passes through it becomes thick and fast, giving him no chance at all.

At the same time, Sean saw an even more astonishing scene. Goodman, who looked like a cursed cannon in the center of the stone platform, kept his right hand casting spells, and his left hand dipped a little gold powder and began to outline symbols.

After the opponent drew three new symbols, Professor Gu Lei finally found a chance to fight back.

He deftly dodged a spell, holding his wand aloft.

A huge light came on, and the dazzling white light blinded the students in the audience for a while.

When they opened their dry eyes, they found that Guray was heading straight for Goodman.

The two were only a step away, and Gu Lei, holding his wand, could almost see the pores on each other's faces.

But Goodman was prepared, and at the moment when the other party came over, he just finished drawing the rune symbols needed for the second ancient magic.

The rune shone again, and the magic turned into transparent water and climbed onto Goodman's body. Sean, who didn't know anything about ancient runes, almost looked dumbfounded.

Guray, who fought back, finally found a good opportunity, and the wand spewed out and hit Goodman.

But Goodman just swayed a little, and several spells attacked each other closely.

The power of the strengthened spell was amazing, and Gu Lei avoided most of them, but he was still hit by the last spell.

His body suddenly became dull and slow, and even his thoughts slowed down.

A reinforced Silent Slowness Charm!

Goodman was arrogant. He didn't have any stagnation, and several spells were shot in a row. At the same time, he stood in the circle of ancient magic without moving once.

Gu Lei, who was delayed, was obviously unable to escape the curse. With a sigh of unwillingness, his wand flew to the ground in a whirl, and even he himself became a stone statue.

"The outcome is already divided." Goodman's expression still did not fluctuate.

He untied the spell in Gu Lei, and then looked at all the students: "What did I do in this battle, and who can answer me?"

Hermione hesitated to reach out, her ancient runes had only been taught a little by herself, and it wasn't the time she could see through.

As for Sean, it's even worse. His rune talent is only two points. He can't understand the ancient magic performed by Professor Goodman at all, and even a little dizzy.

A Nurmengard senior raised his hand, seeing that the uniform should be a seventh grader.

"Mr. Booker, you answer me."

Booker's voice was loud, and the speed of speech was fast and clear: "Professor Goodman, you started the layout before the duel, using your superb rune skills to complete the outline of most of the runes without the opponent's awareness, and at the same time. I cast a defensive spell on myself in advance to ensure that I would not be knocked down by the opponent's first spell, and attacked through the defensive spell to complete the construction of the first ancient magic - but I don't know this spell, see It looks like it should be enhanced?"

"That's right, I didn't have enough fighting ability, so I took this approach," Professor Goodman didn't seem to think that it was wrong to make arrangements before the duel, "I used my strengths, and attacked spells. I chose a medium spell slowing spell that can be cast quickly, and the enemy's slowdown is my acceleration. At the same time, I constructed a defensive type of ancient magic to ensure that I would not lose combat ability in the opponent's desperate blow."

"I didn't stop casting spells when I disarmed, because I had to take into account the enemy's ability to cast spells without a staff and silently..."

Professor Goodman talked a lot, and frankly, all of them were very individualistic experiences, and they did not consider the so-called 'dueling dignity' at all.

Sean summed it up for him, that is, making use of strengths and circumventing weaknesses, unscrupulous and cautious to the end.

To be honest, this is similar to Sean's thinking. This is how it should be in real battles. Professor Goodman's simple explanations have benefited him a lot.

No wonder the students of Nurmengard fight so much harder than Hogwarts, no wonder the Goblet of Fire is always brought back by them...

"Hey Sean, did you see that person just now?"

Sean turned his head to look at the person who was speaking. It turned out to be the Weasley twins, who had mixed into the second-year crowd at some point.

"Which one? Oh, that Booker?"

"That's right, it's him," Fred gritted his teeth. "George and I were beaten by the gang led by Booker."

Sean looked at him from a distance, that Booker had yellow-brown hair and a nasty smile on his face, looking at the decoration or something, it should be a little local tyrant.

The seventh grader brought a large group of people to beat up two fourth graders... It seems that this Booker really learned the essence of unscrupulous means.

George and Fred were also discussing revenge.

"How about a big dung ball and a love potion? Then lock the gang of **** in one room!"

"Then I'll have to buy some big doses of Ecstasy... or should I order another live goat to send to them?"

"You're just a disgusting guy," George said in disgust, and then nodded again, "but I like it very much, as expected of my twin brother George Weasley."

Sean's mouth twitched, the revenge plan of these two brothers is really disgusting...

However, Sean, a seventh-grader in Nurmengard, doesn't have the confidence to win. It would be great if he could sneak attack... I attacked him together with the Winged Demon, Bird Snake, and Cat Leopard, talking about martial arts.

Of course, using magical animals is not Sean's original intention to train his combat ability. His plan was to practice duel with wizards under the fourth grade of Nurmengard, so as to accurately understand his current spell proficiency and actual combat ability.

As for revenge, Sean had already had some 'cute' little plans.

He bumped the arms of the two brothers: "I don't know whether the big dung is the enemy... You can think about how to retaliate against each other I will have a solution in two days."

"Sean, I know you are very loyal," Fred put his arm around his shoulder, "but, that guy is a seventh grader, and we went to find out today, that Booker's strength is quite outstanding. It is said that the year before last , that is, on the Goblet of Fire, Booker, who was a fifth grader at the time, almost entered the competition team, but there are too many strong ones among the seventh graders in Nurmengard, all of them are abnormal strong ones, so he is poor at chess. One move, but in the end it was not chosen.”

"Obviously, he's now one of the perverts in the seventh grade." George shrugged and spread his hands helplessly.

Sean waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry, I have a solution."

"Really? Don't be brave just to vent your anger on us."

"Really, then you will know."

The twins were reassured, and Professor Goodman paused.

"Now, practice in groups of two or two without worrying about injury. The professors and medical staff are always on call."

"Your goal is only one, and that is to make the opponent completely lose the ability to cast magic," Professor Goodman said. "If anyone wants to go to the stone platform for a public duel, come and sign up with me."

Hearing this, Sean immediately walked over, and Goodman raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

"Hogwarts sophomore? Duel who?"

"Freedom duel."

"The guts are not bad...then will you accept the challenge of the second-year student of Nurmengard?"

Sean blinked: "Accept, and, not just the second grade, the third grade and the fourth grade."

Goodman finally showed another expression. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Sean, as if thinking about where the confidence of the little wizard in front of him came from?