Chapter 226 Simo: It Is Our Duty To

Ron was so angry that he couldn't do anything to Harry. After complaining for a while, the two of them were called to the side by Loren.

"Let me tell you in advance that dueling is not a question, and there is no standard answer in the popular sense. My opinions are only based on my understanding. It would be great if it can inspire you. Always remember, the fighting method that suits you best is You summarized it based on your own strengths."

"Stop talking Loren!" Ron urged impatiently, "Teach me how to deal with his annoying disarming spell. I'm already thinking about pushing him to the ground and beating him."

"It sounds like you're not awake yet," Harry said in a hissing tone, causing Ron to grit his teeth again.

"Okay, let's talk about the duel." Loren attracted the attention of the two people. "First of all, Harry, your disarming spell is very powerful. Some adult wizards can't catch up with you. I think except for your personal talent In addition, Professor Flitwick should also be credited."

Harry nodded. He had a soft spot for the Disarming Charm from the beginning. After listening to Professor Flitwick's speech at the Charms Club event, he almost didn't hesitate to choose the Disarming Charm as a special spell to practice. . After repeated practice, I gained some understanding of this curse.

"You have a good grasp of this spell. You also followed Professor Flitwick's advice and worked hard on the accuracy of the spell and the speed of casting."

Loren paused and continued: "But I have to say that your awareness of dueling is too immature and your goal is too obvious. Your mind is only on hitting the opponent with magic spells, and there is no strategy at all. This is also Why, Ron was able to avoid your spell almost every time, and only in the end, when he was exhausted, was he hit by the disarming spell."

Ron kept nodding: "If you're not too tired, I can fight with you all day."

Harry thought back to the battle just now... Although he was pressing down on Ron to fight, except for using the disarming spell all the time, he really couldn't end the battle quickly and could only let Ron delay for time.

"Try to use other actions or magic spells to cover up your target. Drag his body, or restrict his evasive movements, seize the gap to end the battle." Loren looked at him, "Remember, when you were in first grade, you You will also use floating spells, transformation spells, etc. to cover up the repel spells. Now that you have mastered the more powerful disarming spell, you have lost this awareness."

Harry scratched his head, it seemed like this. The powerful disarming spell gave him the illusion that as long as he kept bombarding with the disarming spell, he could win.

Although the question was directed at Harry, Hermione next to her thought of herself... After her physical fitness was strengthened, she seemed to have been relying on speed and strength to suppress Loren, with great results. It's just that Loren has learned to apparate. If he fights outside the school... That day, she chased Loren all the way without even touching the corner of Loren's clothes.

Hermione pursed her lips, this was not okay.

After analyzing Harry's problem, Ron stepped forward: "It's my turn, it's my turn! Tell me, how can you solve that annoying disarming spell?"

Loren curled his lips and said with a smile: "Have you realized that if the disarming curse can't hit you, you don't have to pay attention to it at all. No matter how powerful it is, it has nothing to do with you."

Seemingly realizing something, Ron's eyes widened: "Ignore it..."

"Yes, Harry's disarming spell and your spell bombarded each other. Just for a moment, you were able to seize the gap and avoid it in time. If you move to avoid it in advance, when his spell has just been activated, , even if you avoid it before it's activated, no matter how powerful the disarming spell is, it won't be able to hit you."

"I can still seize the moment after he casts the spell and hit him back." Ron swallowed, imagining that scene. He had to admit that he was moved.

"Also, spell practice is also key. Whether it's the armor spell for defense or the disarming spell that Harry specializes in, mastering a spell will make your duel more brilliant." Loren advised.

Harry and Ron kept their respective suggestions in mind, carefully recalled the first battle, and confirmed various conjectures.

Ten minutes later, they began their second battle.

Omitting unnecessary duel etiquette, Harry and Ron were five or six meters apart, holding their wands in front of their chests, looking at each other warily.

Harry exhaled and took the lead in trying to attack: "[Expelliarmus]"

Ron stared at the direction of his arm and the tip of the wand. The moment the spell ended, his pupils shrank: "I saw it!"

He moved two steps to the left quickly, and the familiar red light of the Disarming Curse shot out, hitting Ron diagonally behind on the right side, and the broken light of the curse dissipated in the air.

Just as he thought!

Ron couldn't help but feel joy on his face. He was a little more relaxed than he thought. He could not only predict the impact of the spell through Harry's movements, but also through his eyes and even Harry's mind - he always wanted to strike. Hit yourself in the chest.

A vague idea flashes past, like playing chess, you can guess his mind.

It's a pity that I didn't seize the opportunity to fight back. I will definitely do it next time! Ron couldn't wait to start the second round of attack.

It's getting harder... Harry pursed his lips and felt the blood in his body begin to flow faster. Not sure if it was an illusion, but he felt an eager idea coming back from his wand.

The next battle became more fierce.

Harry used the levitation spell to drag tables, chairs and benches from the back of the classroom, and used them to hit Ron while creating a roadblock, blocking Ron's escape route.

These tables, chairs and benches not only became Harry's help, but also became Ron's help. Instead, he used them as bunkers. While dodging, he seized the gaps to cool down and cast a few spells, making Harry's attack less comfortable and easier. .

Transfiguration was slowly added as well. Ron turned the four corners of the table into hooves, as if he wanted to turn into a bison and charge at Harry, but he was only half-finished, and there was still a desk with drawers on it.

The four hooves below were beating, and they were running towards Harry at a not very fast speed. He was knocked away by a powerful disarming spell...

Both of them have a certain talent for fighting. In the back-and-forth between offense and defense, the magic knowledge and personal way of thinking they learned in the past gradually transformed into duel experience, and they used it subconsciously, making great progress. quick.

However, although both parties were immersed in the battle, for Hermione and Loren, a duel of this level was not interesting. The private duel between the two of them was more intense and faster-paced. Switching between magic spells and fighting skills tests your combat ability.

Hermione walked to Loren's side with small steps: "How about it, are Professor Morgan satisfied with them? He really acted like a professor when he explained."

"It's okay." Loren accepted the title calmly.

"Come on, Professor Morgan, I also have a question to ask you." Hermione grabbed his arm and walked out of the classroom.

All the way to the library, Hermione let go of his hand and plunged into the long bookshelves, rummaging through books one by one.

Only a few people came to the library during the holidays, and the basilisk scared most of the little wizards home. There was no one in the library except Mrs. Pince. When they entered, Mrs. Pince glanced at the two of them and made sure that they would not make any noise or destroy books, then ignored them.

Loren read the title from the side of the book:

""Apparition Exam Booklet"?"

"'Safe Apparation Starts Here'?"

"Magic Traffic Safety Act?"

Loren could figure out what Hermione wanted to do without even using her brain: "You want to learn Apparition!?"

This little witch probably saw herself practicing Apparition without saying a word, and underestimated its dangers. Recalling her hundreds of separate experiences in the Book of Fantasy, Loren's scalp went numb, and he reached out to hold down the pile of books in her arms: "Hermione, practicing Apparition in private is against school rules!"

"Oh? Really?" Hermione rolled her eyes at him several times. The words coming out of his mouth seemed unconvincing.

With a headache, Loren pulled the little witch to a corner and talked her through the risks of practicing privately. Because of his own personal experience, he vividly depicts various separate scenes, dripping with blood and showing flesh and bones.

The little witch frowned upon hearing this.

He can amputate his hands and feet in the virtual space of the Book of Fantasy, and even practice the Thai magic flying head technique, but Hermione must not be allowed to practice without protection. It is too dangerous.

"So, you have practiced Apparition and separation many times?" Hermione looked at him seriously, her face sullen and very oppressive.

The air suddenly became stagnant, and Loren's neck was a little stiff, but in order to dispel Hermione's dangerous thoughts, he nodded bravely.

After getting the answer, Hermione was so angry that she raised the book in her hand and hit him, causing the bookcase to bang: "Practice, danger, magic! Practice, danger, magic!"

He jumped out one word at a time, tapping each word, until he slowly softened. When he stopped, Hermione's eyes were already a little red.

"I have a special way to avoid harm. I asked Professor Flitwick to watch me when I actually cast the spell. It was successful in one try." Lorraine was disappointed and spoke in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'll listen to the seniors. I mentioned that you can take the Apparition exam if you are over 17 years old, and the school will hold special training classes with professional supervision, making it safer."

Hermione made a muffled sound, lowered her head and continued to dig into the bookshelf to collect information books about Apparition.

"Hey!" Loren followed anxiously.

"Don't worry, I won't practice privately, and you can't apparate in Hogwarts, right? I'm just interested in this magic and want to know more about it." Hermione said, pulling out another large book from the bookshelf Head.

Loren heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't notice that Hermione's pupils, which still had some cat-like features, shrank and turned into cunning vertical pupils.

If there is a professor to take care of her, she will be safe... Hermione snorted softly.

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In the evening, Loren greeted the Fat Lady and entered the Gryffindor common room. He immediately heard Ron's arrogant laughter:

"Harry, although your disarming spell is very powerful, you are still a little short of defeating me haha..."

Ron and Harry were the only ones in the common room, or they were staying here on purpose. Ron saw Loren who had just returned and enthusiastically pulled him to sit on the sofa and began to tell him about his heroic deeds.

In the second duel during the day, the two fought each other for more than ten rounds, because the disarming spell was more difficult to cast. After using the disarming spell countless times, Harry's casting speed slowed down and was beaten by Ron. Seize the opportunity and counterattack with a wave of petrification spells to end the battle.

Forced to listen to the process of his persecution again, Harry's face was full of helplessness: "It's just one person winning one..."

His voice was drowned in Ron's laughter, making no waves at all. Predictably, this will be mentioned over and over again over the next few months until everyone is tired of hearing about it.

On the eighth day after the Christmas party, Hermione's last cat hair fell out, announcing that she was cured and completely freed from the title of Kitten Lady.

Loren deeply regrets this.

During the following vacation, Loren had a very fulfilling time. He studied alchemy and magic under Flamel's tutelage, and was occasionally captured by Harry to accompany them in dueling exercises.

Accompanying Hermione most of the time, the two of them reviewed the content of the Animagus exam and answered some of Hermione's questions about Apparition.

One day, the horn of the flying car was covered by a melodious whistle, so they knew that the Hogwarts Express had arrived, and the Christmas vacation was over.

Playing during the holidays made them forget about the threat of the basilisk. At the dinner of the new semester, the little wizards who had just got off the train chatted and shared their holiday experiences with their friends. The lively atmosphere made Dumbledore's smile never stop. .

At the long Gryffindor table, Loren, Harry and Ron lowered their heads, not daring to look at the person opposite them, and they all avoided Seamus' eyes with a guilty conscience.

Hermione and Neville looked on with interest.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it - no, I knew it!" Seamus was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. "He sneaked into Slytherin's lounge through Polyjuice Potion, killed the basilisk with the Sword of Gryffindor, and solved it by the way. Kill the idiot Professor Lockhart!"

"My hunch is correct, the heir of Slytherin is Crabbe!" Speaking of Crabbe, Seamus's heart ached even more, "If I insist on staying in school during the Christmas vacation, the name Seamus Finnigan will definitely Be on Gryffindor's list of champions."

He bitterly condemned his three roommates: "You took action on the day of vacation! Even shortly after I left!"

Seamus fell into a demonic barrier and began to talk nonsense: "If it had been a few minutes earlier, just a few minutes...even if I was stuffed into a stocking as a gift from my mother on Christmas Day, I would definitely stay..."

He couldn't be stupid... Harry kept signaling to Loren with his eyes.

Slowly, it will be fine in a few days... Loren replied.

Just when Seamus was heartbroken and couldn't eat, good brother Dean saved him. He stretched out his big hand to stop Seamus and whispered in his ear: "Look at the seat next to Dumbledore at the guest of honor seat."

Seamus looked up and saw a man wearing a black cloak who didn't show any face sitting next to Dumbledore. Even when he was eating, he could only barely catch a glimpse of his thin chin.

Dean said: "I heard he is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, replacing Lockhart."

Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, hidden person, Quirrell, Lockhart...

When these keywords were connected, Simo was shocked and his body was shaking with excitement. He trembled and confirmed to Dean: "Is it what I think?"

Dean nodded firmly.

The two people's eyes met in the air, and the noise in the auditorium seemed to disappear, leaving only their firm eyes.

Now that the hidden Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is right in front of me, I must consider whether this will be my only chance in this life. Achieve the glory of Gryffindor Warrior...