Dumbledore's office was exactly the same as in the films, and the surrounding walls were lined with portraits of the headmasters of Hogwarts.

Seeing Dumbledore bring a student in, everyone expressed great curiosity, looking at Duten like a monkey, pointing and pointing from time to time, and even someone got into the picture frame next door and discussed with each other.

Along the way, Du Teng smiled and nodded in respect to every principal in the portrait, which was very polite.

The headmasters also had a good sense of him, and most of the headmaster's portraits were smiling back, except for one headmaster, who was the only headmaster from Slytherin House at that time, and Duten also said that he could understand considering that Slytherin House was as urinary as ever.

Follow Dumbledore all the way to the deepest part of the office, in a circular space, Dumbledore sat down behind his desk, and Duten stood at the desk, his hands in his pockets.

Dumbledore looked at Duten with no joy or anger on his face, and after a moment of silence, he spoke slowly.

"Aren't you going to talk about it? That spell from before you. ”

"Nope." Du Teng shook his head, "It's just a small spell, there's nothing to say." ”

"Little Spell ......"

Dumbledore was stunned for two seconds by Duten's words before sighing.

"If that's all small spells, there's no spell in the wizarding world that's a big spell......" Dumbledore took off his glasses, wiped them with the hem of his long sleeves, and put them back on, "I've never seen a spell you've used before, and I can't say I know all of them, but I basically know a level of spell like this." Don't you think you should explain? About the origin of the spell. You're just a freshman in the first year, who taught you this level of spells? ”

It was normal for Dumbledore to have this suspicion, and although the Dark Lord had been dead for a long time, his men had not been completely wiped out. Some of them have successfully cleared their names and returned to the wizarding world, while others are still outside the mainstream of the wizarding world, plotting the resurrection of the Dark Lord.

And as time goes by, the possibility of the Dark Lord being resurrected has become higher and higher, and he has received news from various sources, and recently the Dark Lord's men, the group of Death Eaters, are a little restless. The wizarding world, which had only been settled for a few years, was in turmoil again, and for the foreseeable future, a great war was about to break out, and all visionaries had begun to lay out for it, including Dumbledore, of course.

It was precisely because he saw the impending storm from the clues, and because he had always been wary of the Dark Lord, that Dumbledore was alarmed the moment he saw the corpse of the troll.

"Who taught me?"

Duten withdrew his gaze, glanced at Dumbledore, and laughed silently.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, would you believe me if I said I invented this spell?"

"You invented it yourself?"

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed behind his glasses, and his brow furrowed slightly.

"That's right, I invented it myself, it's not difficult to do this kind of thing, as long as you know the basic moves and basic spells, as long as you make the appropriate combinations, like this......"

Duten said, suddenly pulling out his wand.

The surrounding portraits were suddenly shocked and screamed.

Dumbledore sat firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, not nervous at all, just quietly looking at Duten.

Duten saw Dumbledore's performance, the corners of his mouth curled, and he was a little more satisfied with Dumbledore in his heart, and then his fingers shook slightly. This time, he deliberately slowed down the casting action, wrapping the wrist with the flutter, the wand fluttering, and the specific spells of the spell - the spell has specific spells, such as the levitation spell, the full spell is "WingardiumLeviosa", and the abbreviated spell is to float into the air, generally speaking, it is best for beginners to use the full spell, and only after mastering the spell proficiently, can you use the abbreviated spell.

Du Teng's previous "Wind Howling" was an abbreviated version of the spell, and the spell he developed himself did not need to use the full spell.

Isn't it a presentation to Dumbledore? So he felt that he still needed to use the full spell.

And this time he's going to change the spell, to another spell that he has developed.

He deliberately slowed down the casting process, bringing out all the details of the spell, every wrist shake, every wand flutter, every individual spell syllable, all of which were combined for the next moment......

"Clay Guard!"

He finally uttered an abbreviated version of the spell, and the next second, the ground beneath his feet began to squirm rapidly, the floor tiles were lifted up one by one, and the clay that grew from it seemed to come to life, and began to rise and rise, changing shape as it went, but after a breath or two, a three-meter-tall clay man appeared in front of Dumbledore.

The body is very stout, the head is round, and most of it is shrunk in the body; The shoulders are high and the lines are very rounded; The body has no obvious body lines, it is just a thick pillar of earth; At this point, the arm also inherits this characteristic.

The legs of the clay giant are shorter, but thicker, and the chassis is very stable when standing on the ground, giving people a sense of security at first glance.

The floor tiles that were raised were like armor, and they were inlaid in various important parts of the clay man's body. Duten stood on top of the clay man's head, but luckily Dumbledore's office was high enough, otherwise he would probably not fit in just a clay man.

As soon as the giant clay man appeared, he looked down at Dumbledore, his limited intelligence instinctively sensing that the species opposite was a threat, and it was a very large one. Without even needing Duten's control, the clay man had already lowered his huge palm into a fist, raised it high, and then smashed it down with a hard punch aimed at Dumbledore.

Swish!

Almost as soon as the giant fist fell, Dumbledore's figure suddenly disappeared from its place.

"The composition of the Clay Guardian turned out to be like this, it's really a whimsical design, and I basically believe what you say now."

Dumbledore's voice rang out behind Duten, who didn't even need to look back to know all this.

It's just a phantom shift, but in Dumbledore's hands, this spell can be near or far, and it is very controllable, and the effect is far beyond that of ordinary wizards.

Dumbledore appeared behind Duten in an instant, and if he really had any ideas, he could easily put Duten to death with just one thought. Of course, whether he can kill Duten is still a question, but it also proves Dumbledore's strength...... So, how powerful should the Dark Lord, who is more powerful than Dumbledore?

Duten didn't care about it, he only cared about his own magic.

Raising his hand, with a flick of his wand, the clay giant's body shook violently, shaking off a large amount of clay dregs, but the falling fist was retracted. It's just a pity that the desk and chair below have been smashed to pieces by this punch.

"You've really caused me a big * problem, and I've had to work hard to clean up my office like this."

As soon as Dumbledore turned around and returned to the bottom, Duten raised his leg and jumped at the same time, and the clay man under his feet quickly collapsed. Then, under Dumbledore's control, everything that had shifted its position was restored to its original state. Including the startled Fox and the meditation basin that looks like a big plate.

"Now I believe these spells are your original...... But I'm curious, your profile proves that your parents weren't wizards? You've never learned magic before, so why can you do something that many people can't do in a lifetime? ”

If you look at it this way, this little guy's talent is simply much better than the student he taught back then.

"Maybe it's talent."

Of course, Duten wouldn't answer him, but just said something ambiguous that made Dumbledore laugh and cry.

……

By November, the weather is starting to get colder. The mountain that surrounded the school turned gray and cold, and the lake froze like cold steel. Every morning, the ground is covered with snow. Through the upstairs window, Hagrid could be seen, wrapped in a moleskin coat, rabbit fur gloves, and wearing very large beaver skin boots on his feet.

Quidditch Season is just around the corner. This weekend, after weeks of hard work, Harry will be involved in his first match, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, and if Gryffindor can win, they will advance to the next round of the House Cup tournament.

Hardly anyone had ever seen Harry train on the field, as Wood wanted to keep him a secret from him as their secret weapon. However, information has leaked that Harry is a Seeker. Harry didn't know what to do now, some told him he was very smart, while others said he had to carry the mattress under him to keep him from falling. - Harry didn't know which was worse.

Thankfully, Harry had Hermione, a good friend. Without her, Harry really didn't know how to complete the homework that Coach Wood had assigned him after Quidditch training, and she lent him the book Quidditch Origins, which Harry read with great relish.

Harry was aware of more than 700 ways to foul a game, and that all of them were used in the 1473 World Cup. However, Seekers are usually the smallest and most agile players, and almost all of the worst game accidents happen to them. While fatalities are rare in Quidditch matches, there have been cases in the past where referees have disappeared after matches and were found in the Sahara a few months later.

The gossip is far away......

Compared to Harry's caution, Duten was much more generous. He was also selected for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, and he trained directly with the team. His body is very strong, and although he has an Oriental face, his facial features are very three-dimensional, no worse than Westerners. To say that he is Oriental, in fact he is more of a mixed race between East and West.

He studied well, was physically strong, and played the ball well, and there were many Hufflepuff first-year girls who liked him, and even second- and third-year seniors showed considerable interest in him.

After a period of training, his skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and he is no worse than the seniors. And he also bought a sharp weapon like the light wheel 2,000, so he was also regarded as a Seeker.

Finally, the game of Quidditch is about to begin.

At around 11 a.m. on this day, the entire school gathered in the stands at the Quidditch Arena, many with binoculars. The seats seem to be a little higher, but sometimes it's hard to see the arena because there are so many people. The first game was Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, which can be described as a battle of rivals.

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw are also on the field, not missing any chance to get to know their opponents.

Ms. Hodge blew it with a silver whistle.

Fifteen broomsticks rose and towered high, and the game officially began!

The battle on the field became very fierce from the beginning, and the smell of gunpowder was also very strong, and Du Teng was very happy to watch.

After a while, after Gryffindor's Angelina scored, Harry flipped a few heels to show his excitement, and now he was back in place, looking for the Snitch.

Suddenly, a golden light grazed Derian Psy's left ear, but as he was busy passing the Ghost Flying Ball and didn't notice, the crowd immediately stirred and buzzed.

Harry saw the ball, and he swooped down excitedly, chasing the golden light. The opposing Seeker, Terrence Higgins, also spotted his target and immediately lunged down - all the Chasers seemed to forget that they were playing and just stopped in mid-air to watch.

Harry was faster than Higgins, but the opposing Marcus Flint deliberately blocked Harry's way, and Harry's broomstick deviated from the direction it was flying and nearly lost his life.

"Foul!" The Gryffindors screamed.

Mrs. Hooch scolds Flint and gives Gryffindor a free throw, but in the chaos, the snitch of course disappears without a trace.

As the game continued, Harry dodged another Bludger that flew dangerously over his head. But at this moment, his broom suddenly tilted terribly, and he hurriedly clamped it tightly with his hands and knees, which was the first time this had happened.

But soon the sensation came again, as if a broom was going to throw him down, and it seemed that he would not fall. The broomstick zigzagged through the air, vibrating violently and making a loud sound that nearly knocked Harry off.

Harry's broomstick rolled wildly, and he barely clung to it, staggering. The audience below gasped. Then the broom jolted violently again, swinging Harry out, and now he only had one hand to grasp the broom, and there it was dangling.

The Gryffindors were screaming as Harry was doing, and everyone was looking at the sky, but a few were looking for the reason for all this, such as Hermione Granger......

"I see," Hermione cried, "Snape—look! Ron snatched the telescope. Snape was sitting in the stands opposite, his eyes locked on Harry, muttering something.

"He's casting a spell on a broomstick." Hermione said.

"What should we do?" "Look at me." Before Roth could speak, Hermione ran away. Ron pointed the telescope at Harry again, and noticed that his broom was vibrating even more. All the people stood up and watched worriedly.

The Weasley brothers flew forward and tried to pull Harry onto one of their broomsticks, but without success. Each time they get close, the broom rises a little. They descended below Harry, and if he fell, they could catch him. At this time, while they were distracted, the opposing Marcus Flint grabbed the Quaffle and shot it five times, but no one paid attention to him.

Everyone's attention was on Harry. (To be continued.) )