Chapter 1019 Late Night Visit

"Are you ready, Neville?"

At night, in the Gryffindor dormitory, where the warm breeze was blowing, a duel was going on.

The four-poster bed, tables, chairs, and benches in the dormitory were all moved to the wall, leaving an open space in the center of the dormitory.

Seamus, Dean and Ron all stood on their desks by the wall, glaring with interest at Neville and Harry in the middle of the field.

As for Harry and Neville, they were twenty feet apart, one holding a staff and the other holding a sword, facing each other with stern expressions.

Strictly speaking, this cannot be regarded as a duel. It would be more appropriate to say that it is an exercise.

Students in the physical education class are not allowed to fight with wands privately. This is an iron rule set by Professor Blaine.

However, Neville, who won a good battle for Hogwarts, still obtained some privileges from Professor Brain.

He begged Professor Brain to agree to have someone practice with him so that he could master his 'special wand' as quickly as possible.

After careful consideration, Amosta agreed to Neville's request.

However, he also set a rule for Neville. During practice, the two sides can only choose to attack or defend unilaterally and cannot attack each other. This is conducive to risk management.

As for the choice of sparring partner, Amosta also settled on Neville, and that was Harry.

The reason for this decision was very simple. Harry and Neville were both physical education students. They lived in the same dormitory and had a very good relationship with each other. They would pay attention to their sense of proportion and would not get embarrassed because of some minor accidents.

Another purpose of fixing Neville as a sparring partner is to prevent Neville from 'causing trouble' everywhere in the castle under the guise of training.

In this way, Neville and Harry's sparring has almost become a 'must listen' for Gryffindor students after dark.

Before the scheduled rest time every night, the Gryffindor wizards would always ask Neville and Harry to put on a show in the common room.

The energetic duo themselves are addicted to this rivalry.

Therefore, on the Monday after Neville showed off his 'new tactics' in the Great Hall, even if they returned to the dormitory, they would have a light exercise.

breathe.

Neville took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. He lowered his body slightly and locked eyes, shoulders, wrists and other parts of Harry's eyes with sharp eyes like a hawk.

"Come on, Harry, I'm ready!"

Neville held the sword in both hands, the sword tip resting on the ground at his side, and his eyes were full of flames.

Hearing this, the corners of Harry's mouth raised, and his green eyes sparkled with excitement.

This is not a formal duel, so there are not so many feints and momentum duels.

call out!

The moment Neville's words fell, Harry's half-raised arm suddenly thrust forward. As his wrist swung gently, a brilliant red light as thick as a child's wrist shot out between the lightning and flints, creating a strong wind. The fluttering curtains of the four-poster bed were blown with a rustling sound!

Dean and Seamus both gasped when they felt the power of this disarming spell. Even Ron, who was already training with him, turned slightly pale. He couldn't even guarantee whether he could block Harry's powerful curse if he released the Iron Armor Curse.

However, Neville was unusual.

Although Harry's strikes were sharp and swift, Neville still caught Harry's movements, and he knew that what was coming was Harry's best disarming spell.

Uh-huh!

But seeing Neville's waist exerting force, the sword blade cut through the half-moon-shaped silver light in the dark air, accurately hitting Harry's disarming spell.

boom--

After a slight explosion of air, the red light of the disarming spell exploded into beautiful red star points all over the sky.

Crisp and beautiful!

Everyone watching the battle in the dormitory, including Harry who took action, had such a sigh in their hearts.

However, Harry did not give up. It was expected that Neville could block this curse. The moment the disarming curse was defeated, Harry moved his wrist again, and the breeze stirred by the exciting magic blew his arms. The hair makes the maturing face look even more energetic!

Whoosh, whoosh!

This time, the same two red lights left the tip of Harry's staff, and the cursed light was wrapped in a shrill electric cord.

Neville felt awe-struck when he saw it.

During the past few days of sparring, he had been hit by Harry's unique disarming spell.

The feeling is very unpleasant. Once the spell is cast, not only will the person be disarmed, but the whole person will also fall into numbness like an electric shock. It will take a while to rest for relief.

It can be said that once you are attacked, you will completely lose your ability to resist.

The two cursed lights left the tip of Harry's staff, but were still under Harry's control. One of them went straight to Neville's face in a slightly erratic trajectory, while the other drew a very curved path in the air. The semicircle turned towards Neville's side.

Facing Harry's sharp offensive, this time, Neville did not choose to wait on the spot. He quickly stepped forward and defeated the oncoming red light with the force of his sword. Then, without any pause, He turned around and raised his sword into the air, preparing to neutralize the second attack.

Neville dealt with it very well. Ron, Dean and Seamus all believed that Harry's offensive this time was destined to fail. However -

Neville, who was being moved by the blade of his sword at an extremely fast speed, was glancing at Harry from the corner of his eye. The faint smile on Harry's lips made Neville's heart tremble.

"Armor protection!"

Neville, who was about to break the curse with his sword, forced his wrist. The raised sword was retracted. Neville raised his sword in front of him and shouted loudly!

And the moment after the invisible magic barrier unfolded, the red light coming from the side suddenly branched and struck Neville from the left to the right.

Neville felt stern in his heart. If he hadn't seen through it in time, Harry would have knocked him down with this sudden stroke of genius, but now--

Bang, bang!

The two red lights hit Neville's powerful armor spell almost at the same time and were extinguished, turning into stars.

"Hey!" Neville made a handsome sword show and looked at Harry with a smile.

"Is there no way to go?"

"Oh, I still have more tricks up my sleeve, Neville!"

Harry put away his posture, tapped the back of his neck with his wand, and said with a smile amidst the warm applause of the three people watching.

Then, after a bedtime exercise of just the right intensity, the four of them once again observed and admired Neville's strange weapons, and each fell asleep contentedly.

The heat of the first sleep gradually dissipated as the bright moon in the sky moved to the other side of the castle.

In the middle of the night, the breeze blowing from the Forbidden Forest and breaking into the dormitory through the open window was already bringing a hint of coolness.

Harry, who was sleeping soundly, unconsciously picked up the quilt that he had kicked aside, hugged it tightly in his arms, turned around, and continued to sleep soundly.

"Hey Rui, Po Te"

Suddenly, Harry, who was sleeping, vaguely heard someone calling, and felt someone seemed to pull the quilt in his arms. He faltered impatiently and buried his head in the quilt.

"Hi-Ray Pott, Hi-Ray Pott--"

But the sound did not disappear. Instead, it kept lingering in his ears, and the movement of tugging at his quilt became even louder.

"Well--"

Harry's hazy consciousness gradually returned to consciousness. He groaned twice in annoyance, but still rubbed his eyes.

"Has class started yet, Ron?"

Harry muttered incoherently.

"Dobby is sorry to disturb Harry Pott's rest, but Dobby has something for Harry Pott."

Harry, who covered his eyes with his arms, quietly 'analyzed' this sentence over and over again in his still confused mind.

"More than?!"

After about a few dozen seconds, Harry suddenly stood up from the bed. With the moonlight shining into the room, he discovered that there were two small black figures beside his bed!

He touched his glasses anxiously, and squinted his eyes to look eagerly.

"Oh, Dobby. And Winky?!"

Harry screamed in surprise, but the impatient grunts coming from the dark room and several other beds made Harry realize that it was not yet dawn. He immediately lowered his voice and asked with a look of astonishment on his face,

"Dobby, Winky, why did you come to see me in the middle of the night?"

Seeing that Harry Potter didn't get angry because he was woken up, Dobby finally let go of his uneasy heart.

The two elves looked at each other beside Harry's bed. However, they moved away in tacit agreement, leaving a pile of boxes exposed in front of Harry's eyes.