Harry Potter Raven's Claw

Facing Arthur's astonishing jump attack, Mike calmly stretched out his wand and pointed at the ground diagonally below him, and finished reciting the fire curse in less than a second.

Immediately afterwards, a crimson red ball shot out from the tip of the staff, landed on the ground and exploded violently, with large streams of flames and smoke rising into the sky.

At this time Arthur's heavy attack also arrived.

I saw Arthur holding the long sword that glowed red high, diving into the flames from top to bottom, and collided with the shock wave and high temperature erupted by the fireball explosion.

But under the protection of that shield, Arthur continued to slash at Mike's original position with his sword as if nothing was wrong.

Arthur's blow was extremely powerful. The red light seemed to have some extraordinary power. The red light exploded violently the moment it hit the ground, shaking the stone floor around the place where the sword landed into rubble.

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However, Arthur frowned after succeeding in the attack in the flames.

The sword strike he just struck was in the air!

At this time, Mike, who was squatting on the ground not far away, was slowly standing up, using his magic perception ability to observe the scene in the smoke.

In front of him was an almost broken translucent shield.

As Mike stood up, the cracked shield seemed to have reached its limit, turning into pieces and dispersing into the air.

Mike, who saw the scene in the smoke through his magic perception ability, licked his lips lightly. The power of Arthur's sword just now was far beyond his expectation. If he was hit directly, he would be in danger.

But fortunately, I made a response strategy right away.

Use a low-power fire spell to blow yourself up.

Due to the existence of the armor protection spell that is automatically triggered by the duel champion badge, Mike not only escaped by relying on the shock wave of the explosion, but also escaped unscathed.

"Tch, that's just good luck!" Vesemir curled his lips and said, "He can still use the same slash on Arthur that he just did countless times. Your genius student will definitely lose!"

Faced with Vesemir's ridicule, Professor Flitwick surprisingly did not reply, and just looked at the two people on the field nervously.

Judging from the current situation, it will be difficult for Mike to win.

Although the opponent used a melee weapon, his physical fitness was far beyond the limits of the human body. He actually rushed to Mike's side in a few seconds at a distance of just 50 meters. The wizard has always been fragile, and as a long-range fragile, he can be attacked by melee

If the swordsman gets close at will, the result is self-evident.

But Mike on the training field didn't think so at the moment.

Just now, he was just testing the opponent's ability because he was protected by the Duel Champion Badge.

Now that Mike has a certain understanding of Arthur's attack methods and abilities, it will be his turn to fight back.

Mike took advantage of the fact that the smoke had not dissipated and Arthur's vision was slightly obstructed. He waved his wand again and again, and a crimson curse was suddenly thrown out and plunged straight into the thick smoke.

Not to mention, Mike still didn't stop casting the spell after throwing out the magic spell. After brewing for a while, a dark purple fireball the size of a fingernail also came out, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, from

The other corner of the thick smoke penetrated.

After doing all this, Mike stepped on his feet and retreated quickly. He put on two more layers of armor to protect himself while running, and then turned his head slightly to look at the smoke.

Compared to Mike, Arthur was feeling much more uncomfortable at the moment.

His golden snake-pupil eyes do have the effect of breaking concealment, and his eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people. But this does not mean that he can see through. The thick black smoke around him still affects his vision.

This also resulted in him not discovering Mike's attack immediately.

And when he discovered it, the crimson curse had already appeared in front of him.

At such a close distance, no matter how abnormal his physical fitness, he couldn't completely dodge. He could only slightly adjust his stance and twist around to avoid the vital points, because he was not sure that the Kun shield on his body could still function.

You can't ignore this curse, after all, it has consumed too many skills since it was released.

In fact, his guess was completely correct.

Because Mike's crimson wand is not an ordinary attack spell, but a combination spell of two crushing spells put together.

Although this combination method is very crude, let alone one plus one equals three, equaling two is already very good. But this is Mike's crushing spell. With Mike's current magic level and mastered spell-casting skills, a single smash

The curse can easily break boulders, let alone the two-in-one version.

The moment the red light came into contact with the shield, a small hole was opened in the shield, and it hit Arthur's shoulder directly, causing a deep and terrifying wound on his left shoulder.

And this is despite the fact that Arthur's skin is quite resistant to this pure magic spell. If an ordinary person, even half of him would be blown to pieces.

Arthur inside the shield let out a cry of pain, and almost let go of the long sword in his hand.

But before any further reaction could be made, Mike's hidden real killer move arrived.

A miniature fireball flew strangely in the air, drew a beautiful arc, and hit Arthur's back.

In an instant, a large amount of flames that were unequal to its size erupted from the miniature fireball and directly enveloped the entire circular shield around Arthur.

And these flames are different from ordinary flames.

Under the control of Mike's mental power, these flames crazily penetrated into the breach made by the previous crushing spell, wanting to directly attack Arthur inside the shield.

All this happened in just a few seconds. In addition, Arthur's attention was previously focused on the crushing spell coming from the front and he didn't pay attention to the small fireball behind him, so his whole body was wrapped in flames in an instant.

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At this moment, the shield that originally protected Arthur from attacks has become his tomb. Under the circular shield, the temperature of the flames inside cannot escape at all. In order to ensure that the user is not suffocated to death, this shield

So they won't cut off the air.

As a result, the flames inside the shield became more and more intense, and the temperature became higher and higher.

"ah!"

Arthur, who was suddenly hit hard, instinctively let out a scream, which startled Vesemir who was still mocking Flitwick.

You must know that Arthur is a child with a strong character. In the past, no matter how hard and tiring the training was, he had never seen Arthur cry out in pain, and no matter how serious the injury, he had never shed a tear.

Now, he actually let out such a scream!

Vesemir, who secretly knew something was wrong, grabbed the short Flitwick beside him and shouted loudly: "No more competition! No more competition! You win! The game is about to end! Something must have happened to Arthur! Please save him!"

However, Flitwick, who was caught by the collar, did not move at all, but stared straight at the faint light of the fire in the thick smoke.

Seeing this, Vesemir gritted his teeth and took out his wand. Although he could hardly release any powerful magic due to the previous injuries, he still wanted to save Arthur even if he risked his life.

'Arthur is a good boy, he can't die here! He can't die here because of my pitiful selfishness!'

With this thought in mind, Vesemir stretched out his wand and pointed at the thick smoke.

"Wait a minute."

At some point, the wand appeared in Professor Flitwick's hand, and he flicked it with a disarming spell, knocking the wand out of Wethemir's hand.

"What do you mean?" Vesemir looked at Flitwick blankly, his eyes burning with monstrous anger. But as if he suddenly thought of something, Vesemir's expression suddenly changed, and he spoke with a kind of expression.

He said to Flitwick in a pleading tone: "I beg you, please save Arthur!

I admit that you won! I am a waste, a maggot wasting food! So... you hurry up and save people!"

Just as Professor Flitwick was about to say something, a faint but clear voice suddenly came from the thick smoke in the training ground.

"I'm fine, teacher."

The smoke slowly dissipated, revealing the burnt black but pitted ground, and the burned Arthur standing in the scorched earth.

"Don't be so humble. I respect you. I am the child you picked up and raised. To me, you are more like my father." Arthur's mouth twitched and he said softly, "I am one

Ordinary people do not have any outstanding talents. But you did not dislike me, and you took me with you to teach me swordsmanship and gave me strength."

At this point, Arthur coughed violently, and large strands of thick black mucus continued to spurt out from his mouth, until finally what he coughed up was no longer mucus, but bright red blood, which was shocking to see.

At this moment, almost all the skin on Arthur's body was severely burned, especially his right hand holding the silver sword. The metal hilt had completely melted into his palm.

And his left arm was not feeling well either. Mike's crushing spell almost broke his entire arm before. Now that it was burned by the flames, there was no blood left, but the exposed bones had also been burned.

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Arthur, who had been coughing for a long time, finally felt better. He was seen dragging the burnt red silver sword step by step towards Mike in the distance. The long sword body was dragged and slid on the stone floor, making a loud sound.

A harsh friction sound.

In this shocking scene, Arthur spoke again: "So! I will definitely realize your ideal! Prove to the world that this world is fair! As long as you work hard, mediocrity can surpass genius!"

After saying that, Arthur suddenly quickened his pace and rushed towards Mike with a quickening speed.

The burnt wounds on his body kept breaking open due to too many movements, exposing the flesh and blood inside. Large streams of blood spurted out, leaving a terrifying blood mark along the way as he charged.

Beside him, Vesemir had already collapsed on the ground and was sobbing.

Mike, who was still on the training ground, sneered.

Can mediocrity who works hard defeat genius?

What if geniuses also work hard, or even work harder than you?

Mike raised his wand and pointed it at Arthur, who was charging towards him.

He could clearly see what was going on in the smoke before with his magic perception. He could have shot Arthur again as soon as he was burned by the flames.

But he didn't do that because it was just a competition.

But now Arthur is so stubborn, as if he won't look back until he hits the wall. Then Mike doesn't need to hold back.

I saw a purple fireball quietly appearing on the tip of Mike's staff, and it expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the fireball expanded, the temperature in the closed training ground also slowly increased. This made Vesemir stop crying and shook Flitwick vigorously, begging him to save Arthur.

With Arthur's current physical condition, he couldn't avoid the fireball. If he was hit by that terrifying fireball, there would be only one consequence, and that would be death!

"Some people were born in the quagmire but longed to reach the legendary capital of civilization, Rome, one day, but some people were born directly in Rome! Therefore, there is no so-called fairness in this world." Mike slowly held his wand.

He said, while the huge fireball on the tip of his staff was fully charged, "Admit defeat, this is just a useless death struggle!"

"Admit defeat? To me, that means accepting fate. And I will never give in to that bullshit fate!"

Arthur, who was covered in blood, shouted his motto loudly. Not only did his speed not slow down, he even became a little faster.

Seeing this, Mike no longer hesitated, shook his head and shot the fireball.

The purple fireball the size of a bathtub, carrying the sound of breaking wind, hit the charging Arthur at an alarming speed.

Flitwick on the side shrank his pupils, grabbed the ashen-faced Vesemir at the side, and shouted at the same time: "Lolo!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the house elf Lolo appeared on Arthur's shoulder and hugged Arthur's bloody head.

"Shapeshift!"

"Snapped!"

The sound of snapping fingers overlapped with the sound of spells. The elf raised by a family almost released the transformation spell at the same time, taking Arthur master and apprentice out of the training room.

And in the next moment, the huge purple fireball slammed into the ground.

A strange scene happened. The fireball in close contact with the ground did not explode immediately. Instead, it suddenly expanded by three points, and then quickly collapsed into a small black dot. A dazzling white light flashed out from the origin, and finally exploded.

The heat and air waves were astonishing.

The entire training room was shaking violently, and the anti-magic stone slabs paved on the ceiling kept falling down. Some of them even hit Mike underneath, but were blocked by the armor's protective spell.

Mike, who was protected by an armor protection charm, was not afraid of these aftermaths at all. The heat from the explosion slapped his body from a long distance, but it could not hurt him at all. It could only make the wizard robe on his body blow loudly.

At the same time, it also blew his slightly longer blond hair.

Looking at the nearly collapsed training room, Mike turned around and left, ignoring the flames still raging not far away.

Conveniently, he also closed the door.