Harry Potter Raven's Claw

These golden eyes gave Mike the feeling of being naked in front of others, which made Mike very uncomfortable.

And just as Mike was staring at the dark-brown boy, the old man on the sofa beside him suddenly spoke.

"Is this the genius student you've been bragging about? It doesn't look like anything special!"

The old man's voice was very hoarse and strange, as if he was not relying on his voice.

When Mike heard the sound, he saw a hideous scar on the old man's throat, and he concluded that the old man's vocal cords had been injured.

"Vesemir, you are always like this, even if it is just a verbal advantage, you will take advantage of me!"

Faced with the sarcastic words of the old man named Vesemir, Professor Flitwick responded mercilessly. The other person was obviously not a good person, and then said: "Aren't you the same as when you were young?

?Still believe in your theory that talent is supreme and magic is supreme, I am here to tell you the facts! Hard work can defeat talent!"

As he spoke, Vesemir stood up, limped to the door using a rotten branch as a crutch, and looked down at Flitwick.

It was only then that Mike discovered that only one of Vesemir's legs was good. His left leg was obviously disabled. Even because of not using it for many years, the muscles in his left leg had atrophied, which caused his left leg to be damaged.

It looks like the right leg needs to be enlarged a lot.

And Vesemir's height is actually not that high, he is even a little shorter than Mike, about 170cm. He can look down at Professor Flitwick only because Professor Flitwick is too short.

Being looked at condescendingly by Vesemir with that mocking look, Professor Flitwick was obviously very unhappy, but for some reason he didn't have an attack. He just took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and explained to the other party:

"Vesemir, I have changed. I am now a professor at Hogwarts, and I treat my students completely equally! And I also want to apologize to you. I shouldn't have said that someone like you has no talent.

The mediocre people are the garbage of society, and living is a waste of food!"

After saying this, the corners of Mike's eyes twitched fiercely. The first half of Professor Flitwick's words were fine. But in the second half, his tone suddenly rose as if he couldn't suppress his anger.

Everyone could tell that the second half of his sentence was not an apology, but another insult to Vesemir.

As expected, Vesemir was no fool. The intact eye was burning with anger and said: "You insult me ​​again! You insult me ​​again! Okay! I will duel with you today!"

"Vesemir, forget it. How can you duel me without an eye and a leg?" Flitwick said sarcastically, "Besides, you have actually believed in my theory of talent.

Isn't it? Otherwise, why would you accept a genius as your disciple?"

"Genius! You mean Arthur? Hahahahaha! Filius, you are really stupid! Arthur is an ordinary person with no magic talent, and his talent in swordsmanship is only average!"

Hearing this, Professor Flitwick and Mike were both shocked. Neither of them thought that the boy who made that inhuman move while receiving the drink could actually be a Muggle with no magical talent.

At this time, the boy named Arthur saw that his teacher finally mentioned him, so he walked forward, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said: "Hello, my name is Arthur Mitchell. I'm so sorry just now.

, almost spilled your drink, Professor Flitwick."

"Are you really a Muggle?"

Professor Flitwick still couldn't believe what Vesemir said, so he asked again.

Arthur didn't seem to have any taboos about this topic. He nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, I am indeed a Muggle, but I prefer to call myself an ordinary person who cannot do magic. In fact, I am still a Muggle.

Orphan, if Teacher Vesemir hadn't picked me up, I might have starved to death long ago. So... can you please stop arguing with the teacher, the teacher actually misses you very much... eh!"

Before Arthur could finish his words, Vesemir hit him on the head with a cane, knocking back the words he had not yet spoken.

Vesemir used so much force that the cane hit Arthur's head with a dull collision sound, which made Mike gasp.

He secretly thought that this old man was really merciless to his apprentice. If the crutch hit him, Arthur might not be able to get up for a long time, and there would also be a big bump on his head.

However, what surprised Mike was that Arthur, who was hit hard by Vesemir, only screamed in pain, and his body did not even shake much.

Seeing this, the corners of Mike's eyes twitched again, are you still an ordinary person!?

"Stop talking nonsense! Find a place to start the duel quickly! I can't wait to see Arthur beat your bullshit disciple until he calls him daddy!"

After beating Arthur, Vesemir didn't even look at Arthur again. He turned around and invited Flitwick to a duel.

Although Flitwick didn't like Mike before, he obviously didn't want to destroy his prestige now, so he stopped and said: "I said Vesemir, you are not awake yet? Will Mike lose? Do you want to laugh?

Kill me?"

"Haha, we have the real deal!" Vesemir raised his eyebrows and said, "The space here is too small and we can't use it. Let's go to the courtyard!"

After saying that, Vesemir and Arthur were about to go outside. When Flitwick saw this, he sneered, walked to the corner of the living room, opened the door to the training ground, and walked in first.

Vesemir and Arthur were a little at a loss when they saw this. They didn't understand why Flitwick wanted to go into the room.

"Hello, my name is Mike Townley, and I am a student of Professor Flitwick."

Mike smiled slightly when he saw this, and while introducing himself, he extended his hand to Vesemir to shake hands.

However, Vesemir didn't appreciate it and turned to look elsewhere, deliberately not shaking hands with Mike. Seeing this, Arthur stepped forward with a smile and took Mike's extended right hand with both hands, shaking it up and down vigorously.

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Arthur's strength was so strong that Mike couldn't resist his movements at all. His outstretched right hand was so painful that he took a breath of air.

The disdain in Vesemir's eyes became even stronger when he saw this.

Mike, who finally pulled his hand back, frowned and waved it away, looking into Vesemir's eyes. The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he said in a respectful but cold tone:

"That's the training ground at Professor Flitwick's house. Please come with me, both of you."

After that, Mike ignored the two people and walked into the training ground without looking back.

Although Vesemir and the others looked puzzled, they finally followed Mike into the room.

What's funny is that after Arthur followed Vesemir into the training ground, he even carefully closed the door to the entrance of the training ground. Judging from his gentle movements, he was obviously afraid that he would break something again with his rough hands.

As soon as the two people entered the training ground, they were shocked by Flitwick's generosity, staring dumbfounded at the vast training ground and the training dummies on the field.

Among them, Vesemir has seen the world and naturally understands the value of this training place with a lot of traceless stretching spells attached, while Arthur is just a bumpkin who came into the city. Looking at him, everything seems to be touched.

But they were afraid of looking bad. Both Mike and Flitwick found it a little funny.

"Okay, don't waste any more time! Let's get started! Don't worry about duel etiquette or anything like that!"

With Professor Flitwick's shout, Vesemir and Arthur finally came to their senses.

Vesemir's swarthy old man turned red, as if he was ashamed of his unseen appearance just now. But Arthur didn't care so much and hurriedly ran 50 meters away from Mike.

He stood at a certain place and took out a shiny long sword from a dirty bag with a traceless stretching charm on his waist, signaling that the duel could begin at any time.

Mike narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this.

From the moment he saw Arthur, Mike had been observing this young man with short dark brown hair. Whether it was his inhuman actions next to the wine rack before, or whether he was hit hard on the head by Vesemir with a cane but remained unscathed.

The injuries proved Mike’s previous suspicion.

This guy's physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people!

Logically speaking, the distance between the two parties in this kind of wizard duel should be kept within 10 meters, but the other party walked directly to a place fifty meters away from Mike.

This made Mike a little confused. A person who uses melee combat as his main output ability actually gave up his distance advantage?

Too confident?

With this thought in mind, the blackthorn wood wand popped out of the wand case and appeared silently in Mike's hand.

Since the other party wants to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, then he wants to see who is the tiger being eaten between the two of them!

Professor Flitwick on the side saw that both sides were ready, so he stopped inking and directly shouted that the game had started.

As soon as Flitwick finished speaking, the wand in Mike's hand waved like a butterfly piercing a flower, and mysterious spells were uttered from his mouth. In an instant, Mike's feet were surrounded by a circle of green.

light, and at the same time his body disappeared from the same place.

Mike's standard starting move, the Phantom Body Curse plus the Wind Speed ​​Curse!

Anyone who is familiar with Mike's fighting style knows that after using these two moves, Mike will run quickly and irregularly.

But this time, Mike didn't make any moves. He still stopped in place and remained motionless after becoming invisible.

What others don't know is that the reason why Mike ran after turning invisible was actually to avoid the enemy's possible blind shooting spell. And now Mike is facing Arthur who has a very small attack range. So running

There is no need to move naturally.

At the same time, Mike also had a guess he wanted to confirm.

Looking at Arthur, who was rushing directly towards him, a slight arc appeared at the corner of Mike's mouth.

His guess was correct, the opponent's golden eyes indeed had the effect of breaking invisible.

When most people see their opponent suddenly turning invisible, their first reaction is to stay put and look around for any clues.

But Arthur launched a charge directly at Mike's original location.

So now it's confirmed.

The other party is following Geralt’s path!

After making a judgment, Mike turned around and ran away. Relying on the high mobility brought by the wind speed spell, he opened the distance between the two in an instant at a speed faster than Arthur.

At the same time, Mike kept moving his hands and mouth, and the huge magic power quietly penetrated into the ground of the training ground with pure mental power.

Through the previous battle with Geralt's mirror image, Mike had already figured out the way to deal with Arthur, which was to use the ground stab technique to fly a kite!

After all, you are in close combat, and attack distance is your biggest weakness.

Although Arthur's silver sword looked like it was not mortal at first glance, and his armor protection could probably cut the opponent with one strike. But the opponent was also a mortal body, so Mike didn't believe it, and stabbed him with one of his own stabbing skills.

Can he still be injured?

Thinking like this, a sharp thorn suddenly appeared diagonally in front of Arthur, who was charging at high speed.

The ground thorns clearly predicted his movement trajectory. At his current speed, he couldn't change much direction at all. Mike seemed to be able to see the ground thorns piercing into Arthur's body.

The next moment, Arthur suddenly shouted a word with unknown meaning loudly in his mouth.

"Queen!"

With this roar, an inverted triangle-shaped orange rune flashed away, and then a round shield that was slightly darker than the armor suddenly appeared, covering Arthur's entire body.

Go in.

At the same time, Arthur's speed did not slow down and he hit the oncoming ground thorn.

The bloody scene that Mike imagined did not appear. The sharp thorns shattered the moment they came into contact with the dark shield, turning into rubble that filled the sky.

This is nothing.

What Mike unleashed this time was not just this one shot of ground stabbing, but a whole five.

I saw that the next four ground stabs also drilled out of the ground, accurately predicting Arthur's running trajectory, and stabbed towards his thighs.

However, Arthur was like a tank, relying on the fact that he was now protected by a hard shield, and he ignored these thorns and ran over them.

Seeing this, Mike was stunned for a moment, and his footsteps were suffocated. But he immediately reacted, waving his wand again, and a thick stone pillar tilted out of the ground under Arthur's feet, trying to hit Arthur.

retreat.

But what surprised Mike was that when Arthur saw this, a smile appeared on his face, and then he stepped hard with his right foot, breaking the stone floor of the training ground into pieces. Arthur himself jumped up high and stepped on the ground.

The thick stone pillar that was drilled out was relayed again, and it jumped directly into the sky above Mike at an exaggerated speed.

Immediately afterwards, Arthur held the sword with both hands and raised the gleaming silver sword above his head. After a slight adjustment of his body in the air, he slashed straight down towards Mike!

"Ha!" (Happy New Year to big brother and sister-in-law!)