Chapter 148 The Duel Between Allen and Ian (Modified)

The elder's thunderbird with three pairs of wings disappeared. Henry Jones was completely enraged, and approached Leonard step by step, easily blocking his spell.

Their struggle became more and more intense, and the spells stirred in the room, causing violent explosions, and the furnishings, walls, and even the roof were blown to pieces.

Professor Flitwick had successfully dealt with Villon, and upon seeing this, he hurriedly helped Leonard out.

Professor Flitwick slammed a spell, hitting the fat, burly wizard, sending him flying high into the air.

A mocking and irritable grin flashed across Henry's face, and he attacked Leonard fiercely, firing spells like whips, his movements becoming more and more fierce.

Originally, Leonard should be able to fight Henry on a par, but he had been tortured by the Unforgivable Curse before, and the wand was not smooth, so he could only barely parry Henry's attack.

However, at this moment, a dazzling red light shot out from the darkness, and a spell hit Henry, causing him to fall on his back, and his wand flew out of his hand.

It's Allen! Allen's disarming spell successfully removed Henry's wand. And because he had used all his magic in his desperation, the spell was astonishingly powerful.

"Great! The wand is flying!" Leonard successfully got Henry's wand.

Henry glared at Leonard with deep hatred in his eyes.

Professor Flitwick conjured up a rope and bound Henry tightly. Leonard added a petrification spell to him.

Henry's eyes were wide open, and he fell to the ground with a face full of unwillingness.

"I don't know who cast the spell? It's clean and neat!" Leonard exclaimed.

"I think I may know who it is. The 'Expelliarmus' is obviously Alan's voice." Professor Flitwick was very pleased that the students could use such a powerful disarming spell.

"Alan, is that you?" Professor Flitwick asked.

However, no one in the house answered him. Allen had already left the house, and his sensitive ears heard the sound of Jessica and Ian fighting.

When there was a violent explosion in the house, the gangsters standing guard on the outside rushed back, and were caught off guard by Jessica and Ian who were ambushing nearby with the disillusionment spell.

The spells that don't seem to have high attack power, such as "remove your weapon" and "all petrification", are all beneficial with the cooperation of the three of them.

The appearance of duel champions Professor Flitwick and Leonard put the last straw on the failure of the gangsters.

"Jessica, Ian, you did a good job!" Professor Leonard looked lovingly at the two people who appeared.

"Where's Allen? Isn't he with you?" Professor Flitwick asked.

"Professor, I'm here." Allen showed his figure not far away.

"Alan," Leonard's voice was excited, "you gave me the most selfless help when I was most desperate and ready to give up! I will never forget this, child, thank you!"

"It's nothing, Mr. Leonard." Allen's humble attitude made Leonard appreciate it even more.

"By the way, have you seen that Thunderbird?" Mr. Leonard asked.

"Of course, sir, I just hid it over there. I think it needs the best treatment." Allen trotted to the side, then secretly summoned the Thunderbird from the pet space, and handed it to Renner Germany.

"Okay, children, what you need now is to go home and rest. I will notify Congress to deal with the rest." Although Leonard was tired, his eyes were full of joy. "Felius, why don't you send these children back?"

"We can go back by ourselves, Uncle. Allen has learned to Apparate." Jessica spoke quickly.

"Oh, is that so? Felius, your student is really outstanding, far surpassing young wizards of the same age! But it seems that Britain is not as strict as the United States in this regard,

We are stricter in enforcing that the seventeen-year-old can only learn this craft. "Leonard, who got Allen's affirmative answer, praised again and again.

Professor Flitwick was beaming. Although it was inconvenient for him to comment on the fact that Alan was actually illegal, he was also very proud of Alan.

Alan took Jessica and Ian back to the warm, comfortable and safe cabin.

Accompanied by the blizzard outside, in the boundless and dark night, the three exhausted little wizards quickly fell asleep.

The next day, when Allen woke up, it was dawn and it was bright outside.

When Allen went downstairs, he was surprised to find Professor Flitwick sitting on the sofa, while Leonard was busy in the kitchen.

"Professor, good morning, don't you need to go out today?"

"Everything has been settled. Henry has been executed with the cruelest punishment, and he has entered the pool in the death penalty chamber." Leonard said forcefully when he heard Allen's question.

After Jessica and Ian washed up, they were surprised to see Leonard busy in the kitchen.

"Uncle, don't you need to go to the Magic Congress again today?" Jessica walked into the kitchen thoughtfully and helped Leonard make breakfast.

"Ha, today is Christmas. I can finally stay at home and spend this important holiday with you." Leonard smiled heartily.

"Great!" Jessica and Ian said in unison.

They ate veal pies for breakfast. Jessica and Ian's appetites stunned Allen, and the way the siblings ate made Allen couldn't help but pick up a pie again and take a bite of the aftertaste.

Jessica giggled when she saw Alan's inexplicable look, "Alan, we have loved to eat veal pie made by Uncle Leonard since we were young. This is a food full of our childhood memories."

Well, it turns out that what you eat is not pie, but memories and love. Allen nodded, then opened his mouth wide and ate up the rest of the pie. It is a virtue not to waste food.

After the meal, Leonard became interested in this rare leisure time.

"Filius, do you still remember your original purpose of coming to America?" Leonard looked at Professor Flitwick with a smile.

"Of course, it's for Aaron and Ian to duel." Hearing the song, Professor Flitwick was full of confidence in Leonard's proposed duel—as a duel champion, he knew Ian from previous battle observations. Ren's chances of winning are better than Ian's.

Several people came to the yard, and the snow in the yard had been cleaned up.

Allen and Ian both drew out their wands and saluted each other. Ian's posture, though rough, was generous, and there was something heroic about it.

Allen's perfect etiquette has the charming elegance of an English wizard-although his age makes him seem a little artificial.

"Listen to my password, three—two—one—start!" Jessica announced enthusiastically, and the duel began.