"What do you say, you're going to duel Potter? Do you want me to be a referee? ”

At the Ravenclaw table on Thursday night, William looked at Malfoy as he walked by, and asked with a look of surprise. "How did you come up with the idea of looking for me?"

"'That's right, if you weren't the referee, Scarhead, they wouldn't agree. But it won't waste your time, William. Because at that time, it won't be me, but Filch, and I have to say that the old bald man is still a little useful.

Then, Scarhead, they will be severely punished by Filch for night travel! ”

Draco looked at William with smug eyes, as if the idea was so good.

William thought for a moment and decided to talk to Draco, "You know what, this idea does sound like a Slytherin. William noticed that the corners of Draco's mouth were slightly upturned.

"But Slytherin wouldn't abandon honor like that, Draco.

You could have knocked him to the ground so that everyone could see how good you were, so why do you have to play such tricks that can't be put on the table.

Escape a duel? Do you know what kind of effect escaping a duel can have on the nobility?

How much impact would this have on the Malfoy family's prestige if it were to be publicized?

I tell you, if this had been put in place, your status as the heir of the Malfoy family would have been stripped away, and no one would have tolerated the existence of such a nobleman. ”

Malfoy was clearly frightened by William's words, or rather, he hadn't taken this into account yet.

"I, I, I." The boy's face turned from white to red.

William breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "I've got time in the evening, I've promised to come down to this referee, go back and prepare the spells I've practiced, Draco." ”

"But, I ,,,"

"Nothing, what time is the evening? Where is it? ”

"At twelve o'clock in the evening, in the prize showroom, because it was never locked. And, thank you, thank you, William. ”

With that, the boy said goodbye to William, thinking that he had gone back to prepare the spell.

William put away his thoughts and rethought what he had learned in Professor Flitwick's office last Friday.

After Professor Flitwick's teachings, William continued to learn how to simplify the structure of magic.

The master deserves to be a master, and a few words made William have a feeling of being sudden.

Magic can still be played like this.

Next, Professor Flitwick took William to experience a wizarding duel. I have to say that this feeling is not good, because William is really no match for Professor Flitwick.

"Come, bow to each other, William. Three, two, one, bang! As soon as Professor Flitwick's words fell, an invisible magic struck William, who was still preparing.

"You still use a silent spell on a student!" William struggled to his feet from the ground and grumbled at Professor Flitwick.

Before he could react, he was knocked to the ground by Professor Flitwick's silent impact spell.

"Again, William, don't be like a and attack me with your spell." Professor Flitwick enters a duel and begins to trash talk.

This may be the reason why wizards hate "little man" duelists because his mouth is so poisonous.

The two men tested each other with spells, and this time William was much more cautious, but soon, Professor Flitwick used a little trick to knock him to the ground.

Just now, the professor hid a spell in other spells, and William was unaware of it for a while, and suffered a big loss.

For a duel champion, it's simply not too much to teach a little trick like this.

And William is also like a sponge in the continuous falling, absorbing all kinds of knowledge and skills.

The boy himself understood that his combat experience was too little after all. It's nothing in normal times, but if it's at Hogwarts, in the British wizarding world that is about to be in turmoil, William needs to be better able to protect himself.

William found that the spells the professor used were very basic, and he knew it himself. But Professor Flitwick's spells weren't just more skillful and faster. It seems to be used,,,,,,

"Let's get here today." It was about nine o'clock when Professor Flitwick finally let William go.

The professor, who had finally finished his activities, stretched comfortably, and then said to William, "You are very talented in duels, and your dedication and pursuit of magic far exceed that of ordinary first-year students, if you want, at the same time next week, William." By the way, there's white fresh on the table over there. ”

William limped to the table to deal with the bruises on his body.

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You can learn a lot from practicing against Professor Flitwick, but the price to pay is a bit high. William thought helplessly, but Professor Flitwick's strength seemed to be because of the rhythm?

William thought about it carefully and found that Professor Flitwick would always use his words and body movements to seduce William to make mistakes and make William fall into his rhythm.

So how do you find your own rhythm for casting?