The dueling training courses in Nurmengard are somewhat different from the dueling club in Hogwarts. The former is more about teachers teaching students how to duel with others, while the latter is more about actual combat exchanges among students. The professors Most of them play the role of demonstration and supervision.

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

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

After all, without a teacher's supervision, if a spell is cast incorrectly, it may lead to serious consequences.

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

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

Here is a circular room with bright chandeliers hanging from a vaulted ceiling. There is a huge stone platform in the center of the room, and a fence with defensive spells is set on the edge, so that it is convenient for the 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 with dragon skin with extremely high magic resistance, and even special capture practice dummies— This kind of dummy seems to be some kind of alchemy product. It can distinguish the power of the spell when the wizard hits it. If the spell will kill or seriously disable, the dummy will glow red. , to remind the wizard on the opposite side that the capture failed.

Not only that, Nurmengard, which has strong teachers, will send at least eight teachers to each duel training class to prevent accidents. After all, this is a big class that all grades will have together—the personnel in the infirmary will also be on standby all the time .

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

The professor in charge of the class this time is Fannish Goodman, Nurmengard's charm teacher, who is the complete opposite of the Hogwarts charm professor.

Professor Goodman looked very old. He was close to two meters tall, but he was as thin as a bamboo pole. His hands, which were a circle larger than normal people, were dry and slender, with protruding joints.

With a perpetually sullen expression on his face and a monocle over one eye, he looked like a skinny vampire.

"The first dueling training session after Christmas is starting now." Professor Goodman's voice was like an old bellows with a hole in it, and his hoarse voice showed no emotion.

He waved a long, rough tan wand, and the railing at the edge of the dueling stone lit up.

"The defensive spell has been activated..." Hermione whispered.

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

Goodman squinted one eye, and scanned the crowd through the monocle with the other.

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

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

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

Moreover, a wooden box was opened and pinned to the back waist. It can be seen from the opened opening and the fingers that Goodman secretly put in and out, that it was filled with gold powder.

Defensive spells and runes?

Professor Gu Lei walked onto the stage with a grin on his lips. He seemed to particularly like to show this kind of crazy smile.

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

"That would be great." Goodman nodded expressionlessly.

"Then, salute."

Just as the two bowed to each other, Goodman's fingers began to outline symbols in the air.

The two looked up at the same time, and Professor Gulei let out an excited cry. His wand was instantly raised, and a silent red light went straight to Goodman.

To everyone's surprise, Professor Goodman stood motionless, as if he had no intention of evading.

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

It seems that all this has been expected long ago, and Goodman painted the last stroke without changing his face. His symbols were sketched out, and a few runes flickered in the air.

A silver circle appeared under his feet.

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

Gu Lei, who was about to cast a defensive spell on himself, was shocked 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 who was outside didn't even hear the explosion, and the spell disappeared.

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

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

Gu Lei has been looking for a chance to cast a defensive spell on himself, but the circle of ancient magic is just like the accelerators, the spell light passing through it becomes thick and fast, and he doesn't give him the slightest chance at all.

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

After the other party outlined three new symbols, Professor Gu Lei finally found a chance to fight back.

He dodged a spell nimbly, holding his wand high.

A huge light lit up, and the dazzling white light blinded the students in the audience for a moment.

When they opened their dry eyes, they found that Gulei rushed straight towards Goodman.

The two were only one step away, and Gulei, who was holding his wand, could almost see the pores on the other's face.

But Goodman had been prepared for a long time. The moment 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 something like transparent water and climbed onto Goodman's body. Sean, who knew nothing about ancient runes, was almost dumbfounded.

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

But Goodman just swayed a little, and then several spells attacked him.

The enhanced spell was so powerful that Gu Lei avoided most of it, but was still hit by the last spell.

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

An enhanced silent slowing spell!

Goodman was unreasonable, he didn't stagnate at all, and shot out several spells in succession. At the same time, he stood in the circle of ancient magic without moving once.

Gu Lei, who was slowed down, obviously couldn't escape the curse. With a sigh of unwillingness, his wand flew to the ground whirling, and even he himself turned into a stone statue.

"The outcome has been decided." Goodman's expression remained unchanged.

He untied Gu Lei's curse, and then looked at all the students: "During this battle, who can answer me about what I did?"

Hermione was hesitant to reach out, she had only learned a little bit of ancient runes by herself, and she hadn't quite figured it out yet.

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

A senior student from Nurmengard raised his hand. Looking at the uniform, he should be a seventh grader.

"Mr. Booker, you answer me."

Booker's voice was loud, fast and clear: "Professor Goodman, you started the layout before the duel, and used your superb rune skills to complete the outline of most of the runes without the opponent noticing. Cast a defensive spell on yourself in advance to ensure that you won't be knocked down by the opponent's first spell, and attack through the top of the defensive spell, completing the construction of the first ancient magic—but I don't know about this magic, it seems Should it be enhanced?"

"That's right. I didn't have enough combat ability in the face-to-face encounter, so I took this approach." Professor Goodman didn't seem to think that it was wrong to plan in advance before the duel. "I used my strengths, and the offensive spell I chose a medium spell slow spell that can be issued quickly, the enemy slows down and I speed up. At the same time, I am building defensive ancient magic to ensure that I will not lose my combat ability in the opponent's desperate blow."

"I didn't stop casting spells when I disarmed, because I have to consider the enemy's ability to cast spells silently without a staff..."

Professor Goodman said a lot, frankly speaking, all of them are very individualistic experiences, and they don't consider the so-called "duel dignity" at all.

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

To be honest, this is similar to Sean's way of thinking. It should be like this in real battles. Professor Goodman's simple explanations have benefited him a lot.

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

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

Sean turned his head to look at the speaker. It turned out to be the Weasley twins. They didn't know when they mixed into the crowd of second graders.

"Which? Oh, that Booker?"

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

Sean looked over from a distance, that Booker had yellowish brown hair, with an annoying faint smile on his face, he should be a little local tyrant based on the decoration.

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

George and Fred were still discussing revenge matters.

"How about a big dung egg and a love potion? Then lock those **** in one room!"

"Then I'll have to buy some big doses of love potions...how about I order another live goat to send them over?"

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

The corner of 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, the Winged Demon, the Bird Snake, and the Cat Leopard sneaked up on him, what martial arts are we talking about.

Of course, using magical animals was not Sean's original intention of training actual combat abilities. His plan is to practice a duel with wizards who are under Nurmengard's fourth grade, so as to accurately understand his current proficiency in spells and actual combat ability.

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

He bumped the arms of the two brothers: "I don't know who the **** is...you can think about how to take revenge on each other first, and I will have a solution in two days."

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

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

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

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

"Really, you will know when the time comes."

After reassuring the twins, Professor Goodman's explanation also paused.

"Now~lightnovelpub.net~ Practice in groups of two or two, don't worry about getting hurt, professors and medical staff are always on call."

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

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

"Hogwarts second year? Dueling whom?"

"Free duel."

"Your guts aren't bad... Then, do you accept the challenge from Nurmengard's second-year student?"

Sean blinked his eyes: "Accepted, and not only the second graders, but also the third and fourth graders."

Goodman finally showed another expression. He squinted his eyes and looked at Sean, as if he was thinking about where did the little wizard in front of him get his confidence?

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