Hogwarts: Harry Returns from Azeroth

Chapter 39 38. Harry kills Percy

"If Professor Flitwick were here, he would be able to tell you how important the rhythm of a duel is," Professor McGonagall continued. "Once you have control of the situation, you can decide how to fight the duel. Should you drag it out and wait for your opponent to get tired and make mistakes? Or should you release the fog and set a trap?"

"Or use continuous fast attacks to make the opponent completely unable to resist. In short, you can make the duel proceed the way you want."

"For example, the duel between Miss Miranda and I just now," Professor McGonagall began to review, "You can flexibly manipulate the objects you transform into like me to attract the attention of your opponents, forcing them to respond to your transformed objects, and then you can take the opportunity to attack."

"At the same time, even the various items worn by your opponent are no longer safe. You can transform them at any time and use them to launch the most deadly attack. I have to reiterate here that human body transformation is a very dangerous behavior."

"Even in the International Wizarding Tournament, if you irreversibly transform your opponent, you will be severely punished and may even be sent to prison!" Professor McGonagall looked around sternly, "So, never try to transform your classmates! You don't want to go to Azkaban, do you?"

In the entire club class, perhaps only at this moment did Professor McGonagall look truly serious - she was stating a ban.

After all, human body deformation is really dangerous. It is dangerous because it is not only difficult, but also very easy to have accidents. Once an accident happens, it will often cause almost irreparable damage.

Unlike ordinary physical injuries, many injuries caused by magic are often the main reason why wizards are admitted to St. Mungo's Hospital. Many people even suffer from sequelae and suffer for the rest of their lives.

The most important thing is that at this age, students are really bold. They dare to do whatever they think of without worrying about the consequences at all - they really have the potential to deform their classmates.

Then, if you cast a spell rashly in a tense activity like a duel, there is a very high chance that the transformation will fail, and finally an unknown magical accident will occur.

After reiterating all the prohibitions, Professor McGonagall called out several sixth-year students from different colleges to serve as demonstrations.

And these students were no exception, few of them could hold out for long in front of Professor McGonagall.

Some were forced to be tied up like dumplings by Professor McGonagall when dealing with the shapeshifters, while others learned from past experiences and kept reminding themselves not to care about the shapeshifters and concentrate on dealing with Professor McGonagall, but they were hit on the knees by the shapeshifters that rushed over and fell to their knees.

Cruel, so cruel.

"Well, does anyone else want to try it?" Professor McGonagall seemed to be eager to try it out, and she looked around and asked.

There was silence in the office for a long time.

"Well, it seems that you all want to start the duel quickly." Professor McGonagall waved her wand to restore the wreckage of the chairs in the venue to their original state. She said with regret: "Then change to groups of two to duel in the middle. I will point out your shortcomings from the side."

There was a long sigh of relief in the office.

Most students hate theoretical classes, even the top students, but classes that require the use of wands are always popular, not to mention something as exciting as dueling.

There were only a dozen or so people in the Transfiguration Club, and the students quickly found their opponents with laughter.

"Harry?" Seeing that Harry, who had joined earlier than his grade limit and had no companions to know, had to stand there alone, Percy said kindly, "Come and join us."

"Me?" Harry looked at Percy's situation, "Won't I disturb you?"

Harry couldn't think too much, after all, there were only him and Penelope in Percy's group.

As a man of age and experience, Harry knew very well what this combination of a man and a woman generally meant, and he didn't want to be the one getting in the way.

"…Oh my God! Harry! You are only an eleven-year-old boy!" After hearing what Harry said, Percy's face turned red. He gritted his teeth and said, "What's in your head?!"

Percy felt himself freeze. He tried hard not to look at the gaze beside him. To be honest, Percy felt that gaze was about to poke him full of holes.

He did have a special...feeling for Penelope, the beautiful Ravenclaw classmate, but it was only in its infancy and he had never mentioned it to anyone, nor had he ever revealed it. Percy never thought that it would be suddenly exposed by Harry here.

"I think you really need a sparring partner, Harry!" Without even glancing at Penelope, Percy strode over and pressed Harry's shoulder. "I heard you're very strong. Let me see for myself."

"Sorry," Harry whispered where Penelope couldn't see, "I didn't know you hadn't revealed your hand yet."

"Shut up, Harry, don't talk about this." Percy replied in a low voice at a faster speed, and Harry almost didn't hear it.

"Anyway, let's give it a try!" Percy said viciously, patting Harry's shoulder hard.

It was meant well, but Harry felt that Percy was now at least three parts intent on revenge.

He tilted his head and looked at Penelope, and although Percy quickly blocked his view by moving his body, Harry still came to a conclusion.

"I think you have a chance, Percy," Harry whispered, "I see she's smiling happily - do you want me to tell your fortune?"

"Really?" Percy's expression softened for a moment.

"One Galleon for Cheng Hui."

"Let's go fight!"

"Wait, this price is not expensive anymore, and it's only for Ron's sake. Go out and ask around and find out what prices the students who want to have divinations from me are offering. It depends on whether I'm willing or not." Harry moved his shoulders, which had been patted by Percy.

"…Did it work?" Taking a deep breath, Percy was moved.

"I guarantee success in divination, but not in love," Harry shrugged. "If you make a fool of yourself and the relationship fails, you can't blame me. Divination is not omnipotent."

"——Let's go duel!"

After leaving these vicious words, Percy and Harry came to the center of the classroom.

"Percy? And Harry?" Professor McGonagall looked at the red-haired, red-cheeked boy in surprise. "Are you two going to duel? Isn't this a bit..." Professor McGonagall began to consider the fairness of this duel.

"Don't worry, Professor," Percy said first, "I'll just use Transfiguration to deal with it."

"...Okay." Thinking about the magical strength Harry had shown so far, Professor McGonagall finally agreed.

"Bow first, Harry," Percy, standing on the other side, prompted, "Start in three, two, one, is that ok?"

"No problem," Harry said simply.

Since this was the Transfiguration Club, Harry decided to only use Transfiguration.

After three countdowns, Percy waved his wand first. It can be seen that he is indeed Professor McGonagall's favorite student, imitating Professor McGonagall in everything - the two poor chairs on both sides of the classroom were deformed again, looking similar to the wooden soldiers that Professor McGonagall had just turned into, blowing the horn and rushing towards Harry.

"That won't faze me, Percy," Harry cried, and with a wave of his wand more chairs turned into dogs - wooden dogs that rushed forward and tore at the two wooden soldiers.

"It's rare for a first-year student to be able to do this, Harry." Joking aside, Percy still admired Harry's response and said, "But I won't hold back from now on."

He really didn't hold back. Harry found that this boy was quite insidious, because when he was talking, Harry felt that the buttons on his robe were moving under the influence of magic, but they were immediately suppressed by his counter-spell.

This kid Percy tried a sneak attack, and after the attack failed, he didn't look ashamed at all. Instead, he raised his eyebrows in pride.

The battle quickly became intense. Harry and Percy stood still, and the ground in front of them was covered with a layer of chair scraps - two gangs of Transfiguration creatures started a brutal fight in the middle of the room, with wood chips flying and debris all over the ground.

It’s cruel. So cruel.

"Phew, Harry, you can use other spells," Percy reminded, panting.

"Thank you, but I just want to use Transfiguration." Unlike Percy who started to sweat, Harry felt more at ease.

Transfiguration also consumes energy, especially when transforming many objects at the same time.

"Ha!! I caught you!!" Percy suddenly screamed and raised his wand with a look of joy on his face.

At Harry's feet, a piece of fallen wood chip suddenly turned into an emerald green vine, which was about to grab Harry's ankle - but missed!
"Huh?" Percy couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The next second, Percy felt the world turn upside down - he seemed to be flying up, and then suddenly fell to the ground again.

Percy's little plan had already been discovered long ago, Harry just pretended not to notice it, and then set a trap with the flying wood chips according to Percy's idea.

Well, he originally wanted to hang Percy up, but at the moment when Percy was already upside down, Harry thought of Penelope who was watching nearby, so Percy turned half a circle at a faster speed and sat back on the ground - with a confused look on his face.

Applause broke out at the right moment, and Professor McGonagall came up clapping her hands. She waved her wand, and the wooden fragments on the ground jumped up and down by themselves to find their other partner... or maybe many partners, and finally turned into a complete chair and jumped back to the wall.

"Very good, very good," Professor McGonagall said admiringly, "As far as the control of Transfiguration is concerned, you two have surpassed many people - you know, not everyone can perform so many transformations at the same time."

"…I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall, I lost." Percy quickly got up from the ground, his face looking even redder, but this time it was out of shame.

Yes, he did only use Transfiguration, but the problem is that Harry also only used Transfiguration!

Even though Harry had been known as a genius and savior since before he entered school, Percy still felt ashamed that he was defeated by a first-year wizard.

"There's no need to feel frustrated, Percy," Professor McGonagall consoled. "There's no absolute advantage in a duel between wizards, not to mention that a battle between pure Transfiguration spells tests a wizard's vigilance and observation skills more."

"You were only focused on your own trap just now, right? Especially when you saw your trap approaching Harry, so you didn't notice that Harry's trap was approaching you unknowingly." Professor McGonagall analyzed: "Did you learn anything, Percy?"

"Yes, I should always pay attention to my position and surroundings," Percy said dejectedly.

"Very good, since you have learned something new, then it is not considered a loss." After saying that, Professor McGonagall turned to look at Harry, "But you, Harry, you are the one who surprised me more."

"Because of my Transfiguration?" Harry smiled bitterly. He didn't expect Professor McGonagall to be so perceptive and to have discovered the difference between the Transfiguration performed by himself and Percy. Is this the professional old professor?

"Of course." Professor McGonagall looked Harry up and down, as if - sorry, it seems a bit too much to say this, but Professor McGonagall's expression really looked like she saw a monster in human skin.

"Of course," she repeated. "If Percy ordered each transformed object to attack you and then left it to its own devices, then you were manually controlling the limbs of each transformed object at the same time, allowing them to respond and fight back. This is amazing, Harry."

"Your operation consumes several times more energy than Percy's, and it is very easy to make mistakes. You cannot be distracted at all," Professor McGonagall said in disbelief. "But you did it perfectly. Even when Percy was tired and needed a rest, you still didn't look tired at all."

"It's an amazing willpower, Harry," Professor McGonagall praised, "and an amazing control. I'm beginning to believe what Professor Dumbledore told me."

"There's no way, Professor," Harry sighed helplessly, "I really can't understand how you can give those transformed dead things a short life. That's a bit... too subversive for me."

"Is it still the same question?" Professor McGonagall nodded. "I see. Let's talk about this issue again after the club activities are over."

As a result, Harry's subsequent activities time became very...free.

After all, Professor McGonagall had explained everything very clearly, and everyone knew how strong Percy was, but even Percy lost the duel.

Therefore, no one came to practice with Harry.

(End of this chapter)