Chapter 122: Duel
The two came to the large lawn in front of the castle, took out their wands at the same time, bowed to each other, and then went back to back.
This is the ritual before the wizard's duel!
"Brian, I'll tell you, fame doesn't mean anything, you're just a mudblood!" Pete scolded in a low voice, smiling hideously.
Before the competition, he had secretly changed into the Supreme Cloak specially sold by the Alchemy Foundation, which was a defensive robe that only the Aurors could buy, and the defensive power was a notch stronger than the Supreme Cloak circulating in the market.
Canaan didn't reply, but the smile on his lips grew cold, and he was ready to beat Pete into a real mudblood.
Seeing the huge height difference between the two, Professor McGonagall put her hand on her chest with some concern and said to Dumbledore beside her, "Albus, there won't be any problems, right? I just saw Pete put on an Auror robe. ”
"It doesn't matter, the strength between them can't be offset by a defensive robe. Dumbledore shook his head, clearly confident in Canaan.
"Oolong out!" Pete took the lead, summoning a large black python on the green lawn, spitting out a snake hyacinth, and quickly swam towards Canaan.
"The flames are blazing!"
A red flame emerged from the tip of Canaan's staff, turning into a chain of fire that wound the black python and burned it to ashes.
Pete's pupils widened, he didn't expect his trial attack to be easily defused by Canaan.
And he also found that the green lawn covered by the flames showed no signs of being burned by the fire, and it was clear that Canaan's control of the spell was too subtle!
Sure enough, he can't be seen as an ordinary little wizard.
Touching the Supreme Cloak on his body, Pete gained a little confidence and quickly calmed down: "It's just an appetizer, don't be complacent!"
"Broken apart!" a white light shot towards Canaan.
Canaan waved his wand, and a transparent shroud of light shredded it apart.
"Senior Pete, is that all you have to do?" Canaan said as he strode quickly towards Pete.
"Tear it apart!" Pete felt the tremendous pressure, his body kept retreating, and the wand in his hand struck in a row, and white light shot straight away.
With a faint smile on his lips, Canaan waved his wand and took on the barrage of attacks with ease.
"Director, it doesn't look good. An Auror whispered beside Duvis.
Duvis looked at the one-sided situation on the field and frowned: "Damn Pete, he made decisions on his own, and he couldn't even beat a first-year little wizard." You go and inform the other Aurors, gather them, and we'll take this Brian with you today. ”
"But Dumbledore is here, he will stop us, and we dare not attack him. The Aurors hesitated.
Not only was Dumbledore once the Headmaster they respected, but his reputation and power were too great for anyone to oppose him.
"That's enough, Dumbledore is old, and next year I'll be the new Minister for Magic, you should know the stakes. Duvis whispered angrily.
The old Minister Millicent is about to retire, and next year will be the election of the new Minister of Magic, and Dumbledore is his biggest opponent now, if he can't take this opportunity to deal a good blow to Dumbledore's prestige, his chances of becoming a minister will be very slim.
The Auror nodded helplessly and secretly left the place.
At this time, the duel on the field seemed to be about to be decided.
Pete was cornered against the castle wall and had no way out.
"Why don't you attack me?" he exclaimed, looking anxious.
He desperately wanted Canaan to attack him, so that with the defense of the Supreme Cloak, he still had a chance to fight back.
Looking at Pete, who looked like a mouse in the corner, Canaan smiled, and tapped his wand in his hand.
The green grass under Pete's feet on the other side grew wildly, quickly wrapping around his ankles.
"Oh, shit!" Pete sensed that something was wrong, and he aimed his wand at the deformed grass, trying to restore them to their original ways and break free.
But the grass grew faster under his spell, and quickly enveloped him, locking him to the wall.
"The cloak is flying!"
Pete's Supreme Cloak detached from his body and flew into Canaan's hands.
Throwing the cloak to the ground casually, Canaan walked up to Pete, restrained his hands, and ran his wand across his mouth.
"Mmmm
He turned his head to look at Dumbledore and the others, trying to throw in the towel, but all he could do was whine.
"Albus, Pete seems to be crying out for help. Professor McGonagall said to Dumbledore.
"Professor McGonagall, a wizard's duel is a very sacred battle, and there is no way we can intervene if no one on either side throws in the towel or drops their wands. Dumbledore said with a smile.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Duvis shouted, "Pete, throw away your wand!"
When Pete heard the scream, he immediately shook his hand and tried to throw away the wand, but found that the wand was stuck to his palm.
"You're the first one who dares to scold me for being a mudblood, and I'm going to impress you. Canaan's demonic smile sent Pete shudder.
As soon as he finished speaking, Canaan lifted up and slammed a kick on Pete's stomach.
The crowd of onlookers let out a burst of exclamation, they had never seen such a ferocious duel.
Pete's face flushed, his features distorted, and he felt as if his stomach had lost sensation.
He had just raised his head when he saw the oncoming palms.
"Bang Bang!"
Three successive and crisp slaps suddenly turned Pete's face into a pig's head.
"Bloodline doesn't mean you're superior, humility should be the quality you learn!"
"Mmmm
"Stop, Brian, I order you to stop immediately, the duel is over!" shouted Duvis and rushed over quickly.
Canaan didn't pay any attention to it, he looked at Pete with a smile: "I will make you remember this day forever!"
Then he held his wand to Pete's head, and a white light flashed.
Pete instantly turned into a black cloud of mud and landed in the green grass.
Canaan's feet were directly on it, and he twisted it vigorously from side to side, until he melted Pete into the dirt of the green grass, and then he withdrew his feet.
"Damn boy, how dare you? How dare you do that!" Durvis ran over and pushed Canaan away, trying to find the dirt that Pete had turned into in the dirt.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Duvis, I always thought the duel wasn't over yet. Moreover, Senior Pete's attack just now was too harsh, and I really didn't mean it. Canaan's expression was innocent. Spread the hand.
"Don't think you can hide your tricks from me, I'm going to catch you today and put you in Azkaban. Duvis held out a cloud of dirt and said viciously at Canaan.
Professor McGonagall stepped forward to look at the dirt and frowned, "The dirt is completely mixed together, and there is no way to restore it, so we can only wait for the transformation magic to run out before Pete can return to its original state." ”
"Professor, I still have some mud on my feet, I believe it's part of Senior Pete's body, you better not forget it. Canaan blinked and added.
Professor McGonagall glared at Canaan, "Brian, I should have told you earlier that Transfiguration that changes the nature of an element cannot be performed lightly, especially for living creatures.
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