Chapter 41 Why Am I Dazzled? (Third Update, Please Read On)

Chapter 41 Why am I dazzled (3rd update~Please read later)

"Dumbledore, why did he?" Harry was a little surprised, "Hogwarts has more books than this, right?"

Flemont's face seemed to be covered with a layer of charcoal ash: "Oh, yes."

"The Potter family can't compare to Hogwarts."

"But my dear grandson, every family has its own secrets."

Harry nodded: "For example, the invisibility cloak?"

Flemont was a little surprised: "Yes, such as the invisibility cloak."

"It's special?" Harry asked.

Flemont was very proud: "Of course, it's a unique one."

"I know you are very curious, but I hope you can discover it bit by bit-when James found this news himself, his expression was very interesting."

"It's a pity that he can't see my expression." Harry's heart twitched, and he looked at the corners of the house.

In the perception of the witcher.

It's too clean.

I can't feel any traces of anyone living there, even if he can leave a footprint.

Fletmont was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Okay, my good boy, go and see what the Potters have left for you. It is something more precious than the wealth in Gringotts."

He paused and said: "Will you come back to live in the future? Or do you have a new home?"

"My mother left me a spell. Before I come of age, I have to live at Aunt Petunia's house for a month every year." Harry nodded, "It will only be a month."

Fletmont grinned and laughed: "That's great."

"I'll call Euphemia to come in the evening. Her portrait is not here."

Grandma?

Harry forced a smile and walked into the house. Flitwick did not follow him and stayed to chat with Fletmont. They were old acquaintances.

The Potters' collection of books is richer than Harry thought.

A whole room, at least thousands of books-like "Powerful Potion" that Harry had to steal from the restricted area, there is a book here.

Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Potions are the most numerous categories.

He picked out two books.

A book called "Powerful Potion" and a book called "White Magic: Keep Your Faith". He had read some of the books at Hogwarts, and some of the books he thought were too profound and not yet time for him to read them.

When Harry came out of the library.

He met his grandmother, the woman named Euphemia. Unlike the young-looking Fletmont, the portrait of Euphemia was left by her in her later years. She looked like a kind and gentle old woman.

They talked a lot with Potter.

The first time James brought Lily home, James' life at school, and his own babyhood - although at that time, they had become portraits.

It was not until late at night that Harry left reluctantly.

"How do you feel?" Flitwick patted Harry's thigh and asked softly.

Harry whispered: "I feel like they are hiding something."

"Huh?" Flitwick paused.

Harry continued: "They are hiding the existence of one or two people, my father's friends?"

Flitwick's face became unnatural.

"Sure enough, you know it too." Harry turned his head and looked at Flitwick.

Flitwick scratched his head: "You shouldn't be so perceptive, Harry, and you shouldn't know about this, at least not now."

"Okay." Harry nodded.

"When you are older, or when there is a result, we will tell you..." Flitwick stopped talking halfway, and was stunned for a moment before he understood what Harry meant by the word, "Ah? You agree now?"

Harry shook his head: "I guessed that one or two of my father's former best friends betrayed him?"

Flitwick looked at Harry, hesitant to speak.

"He's still alive, right?" Harry took two steps forward and looked up at the moon, "Is he strong?"

Flitwick pursed his lips and nodded: "He is a very powerful wizard, the kind that can go back and forth with Snape."

"But his condition is not good, you are waiting for him to die." Harry clenched his fists, but his tone was still gentle, "I really hope he can live a few more years."

Flitwick was stunned.

"Live until I can beat Professor Snape." Harry said slowly, "I will heal his wounds, or diseases."

"Put on the best robes for him."

"Give him the most dignified death."

Flitwick walked over, jumped up and patted Harry on the shoulder: "Harry, I will teach you how to duel in the next month and a half."

"Dumbledore asked me, but he didn't expect that I had thought so before he asked me."

"Thank you, professor." Harry still raised his head.

Many people say that witchers are a group of emotionless monsters.

But why did he suddenly remember the parents who were killed by monsters in Velen and Novigrad?

Ming...

After the mutation, his eyesight was extremely sharp, and he could see everything clearly in the dark, but now, he couldn't even see the moon clearly.

Ming...

He traveled through mountains and rivers, and he would not be very tired for a day and a night, but now he felt that the road back to Professor Flitwick's house was so long and endless.

Harry finally returned to Flitwick's house.

He took a shower, held a powerful potion, and flipped through a few pages with a distracted mind. He couldn't concentrate and had no desire to sleep. He owled Hermione all night.

Waiting for the next day.

Harry ran around Godric's Hollow twice, returned home, and made breakfast before Flitwick walked downstairs with sleepy eyes.

"Harry, I'm so sorry, I thought little wizards would get up very late." Asking a twelve-year-old boy to cook for him, the more than a hundred-year-old professor couldn't help but blush, "Thank you for your hard work today. "

"No, Professor, this is what I should do." Harry shook his head, his tone sincere.

Wait until you finish eating.

Flitwick took Harry outside Godric's Hollow: "What I want to teach you is not spells, but dueling."

"You may not know that when I was young..."

"He is the champion of the duel competition." Harry interrupted, "I know, Professor, you said it no less than five times in class."

Flitwick cleared his throat and concealed his embarrassment: "I am very experienced in duels. Harry, I know you are very good. You can kill a troll in your first year."

"But dueling with others is not that simple."

"It's useless to talk. There is no theory in dueling, only practice. Let's have a fight and let me see your level."

Harry looked at his right hand: "But Professor, you also know that I am good with a sword."

Flitwick waved his wand, turning a stone into a sword about the same length as the Sword of Gryffindor, floating into Harry's hand: "Don't worry, I won't break its spell during the duel."

Harry clenched his sword and nodded to Flitwick: "Professor, here I come."

He waved his wand.

The gravel on the ground twisted and turned into a bunch of strange-shaped reptiles, clicking and crawling towards Flitwick.

"The Transformation Curse is indeed Minerva's favorite student." Flitwick waved his wand without chanting a spell, and the pebbles floated up. "This may be useful for ordinary wizards, but for powerful wizards , It doesn’t even have any interference effect.”

"even…"

"It will become a weapon for others."

"like this."

He swung his wand, and the pebbles flew through the air, hitting Harry——

Harry lunged forward, of course he expected this, so... Sign Drive.

Alder!

The power of his mind swept across, and the broken stones bounced towards Flitwick at a faster speed.

"Did that group repel the curse?" Flitwick was a little surprised, "Can it do it to this extent? It's really amazing."

He waved his wand again.

Bang——

The stones exploded in the air, shattering and flying.

"Professor, now we have come to the area where I am good at." Harry had already approached, swung the sword in his hand, and slashed hard at Flitwick without any mercy.

"No, not yet." Flitwick didn't move.

A huge force suddenly pulled Harry's back, pulled hard, and sent him flying backwards.

It's a big hand.

Those fine dust formed a huge hand, firmly grabbing Harry's collar and restraining his behavior.

Harry waved his wand, and blue flames surged out, not toward Flitwick, but toward the giant hand.

"All petrified!"

Flitwick waved his wand and spoke the first spoken spell.

Magic shot towards Harry.

Quinn!

Harry raised his hand, and a golden shield enveloped his whole body - although it shattered under the powerful impact the next second, it blocked the spell that ended the battle.

"A spell similar to the Iron Armor Curse?" Flitwick was a little surprised, "Another surprise, but if it's just like this, it's not enough."

The blue flame burned, and the giant hand turned into dust again and fell.

"A very keen sense of combat." Flitwick continued to comment, "Use your magic to disintegrate my magic?"

Harry breathed out.

Wizards are a tough bunch!

He raised his hand again.

Igni!

The fire snake spit out and rolled away. The short professor immediately summoned a ball of water. The two collided and the steam rose.

Harry took the opportunity, stepped forward, and slashed away with his sword.

Chi-chi——

The sword hit something, but it was definitely not a human.

"Your ideas are too obvious." Flitwick's voice came from the clouds.

A gust of breeze blew away the water vapor.

What the sword struck was a stone.

Flitwick waved his wand again, and the stone quickly shrank and fell to the ground: "The battle is over, Harry."

The ground was muddy.

Harry was already halfway inside, Flitwick's wand pointed at him.

"Professor, you are much stronger than I thought." Harry shook his head and sighed.

Flitwick waved his wand, hoisted Harry up, restored him to the ground, and put him down again: "No, Harry, you are already strong."

"The average fifth grader is no match for you. Even some sixth graders will have a headache against you, but you are only twelve years old."

"If you were seventeen years old, even if you were at your current level, I would have a hard time dealing with you."

Body is Harry's biggest weakness.

At the age of twelve, no matter how good his swordsmanship is, he can still perform well without physical support.

"Now that you've finished your compliments, let's talk about your shortcomings."

"Harry, you are a wizard."

"You need to know how to use magic."

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