He strode forward, making a fencing-like motion, his wand aimed at Professor Quirrell, and a petrification spell fluttered out.

Professor Quirrell's wand was across his chest, and the Iron Charm held off Joel's attack.

But Joel's previous petrification spell was just a foreshadowing, he bullied forward, and his wand shot out one spell after another, unlike the last time, this time he cast the spells quickly and intensively, mostly a combination of small evil spells.

Spells like your weapon and Avada's life are powerful, but Joel doesn't think they're useful in wizarding duels.

What does a high-intensity spell mean?

More mana mobilization, longer preparation time, and easier to see through the action by opponents.

Lesser spells are the opposite, consuming less mana means that you can cast more spells in a short period of time, and are more likely to hit your opponent.

Don't underestimate the power of the small evil spells, they can't reach the level of a one-hit victory other than your weapon and Avada's life, but they are enough to make a person's combat power greatly reduced in a short period of time.

Often when a curse hits, the balance of victory will be tilted, and with the blessing of the negative effects of the curse, the subsequent coma spells, petrification spells, and disarming spells are easier to hit.

Quirrell took two steps back, waving his wand in his hand in a rhythmic way.

He didn't swing his wand very quickly, but all the spells that hit his torso were blocked, and the spells that flew towards his limbs were dodged by him with either his arms bent or his legs hooked, making him seem to be at ease.

Joel understood that this was because Quirrell's dueling experience was superior to him, and he was able to dodge the spell as much as possible, and only blocked if he couldn't.

As a consequence of this, Quirrell's magical state remained much stronger than Joel's.

Finally, Joel fell into a brief period of exhaustion after casting the last dance step spell, and the magic qualification he refreshed was already quite strong, but he still couldn't stand his consumption.

Quirrell seized the fleeting opportunity, he stopped backing and took two sharp steps forward, now only three meters away from Joel, so close meant that Joel had very little time to react.

Joel could only focus on Quirrell's wand, using his judgment and reflexes to dodge Quirrell's attacks.

However, the width of the carpet didn't allow him to move his body drastically, and Quirrell's spell was stuck before his old power was gone, and Joel dodged two spells and was still hit in the chest by a leg-locking spell.

What followed was an obstacle spell that knocked Joel off the edge of the carpet.

The duel was over, and Quirrell cast a spell on Joel, rubbing his back and barely standing up, looking up to meet Quirrell's eyes.

Joel couldn't see through the emotions in his eyes, and only heard him whisper: "I didn't expect you to be a sophomore and be able to cast so many spells in one go. ”

Joel:???

He hoped he was overthinking.

"I can see that your spell casting has been streamlined and is indeed much faster than before," Professor Quirrell waved his wand to put away the carpet on the ground, "but the downside is still very obvious. ”

He glanced at Joel, "Lean in, and I'll tell you about the angle of spell casting in a duel." ”

Joel staggered over to Quirrell, the pungent smell of garlic tickling Joel's nose.

"You just had a lot of spells that didn't work, and I could even dodge them by raising my arm," Quirrell's wand turned, and a bunch of silver particles appeared out of thin air, outlining a pattern in the air, replicating the scene of the previous duel between the two, "Be careful about your own wand position during a duel, and in my experience, you need to make sure that the tip of your wand is pointed at your opponent's chest." ”

Professor Quirrell pressed his wand against his chest, "It's a position that's very difficult to dodge, up and down, left and right, and can force opponents to resist with spells. ”

"In most cases, the defender of a wizard's duel will suffer a little bit in terms of mana, because the defender has to make sure that the spell they have set up to block the attack, and to be on the safe side, most wizards will cast more mana than the attacker to defend."

"If you are on par with your opponent, you can save a lot of mana and accumulate a certain advantage in the battle, just like I just did." Professor Quirrell explained a whole bunch of things.

"I understand," Joel clenched his wand, "Professor Quirrell, can you give me another chance?" ”

Professor Quirrell curled the corners of his lips.

Two hours later, Joel walked out of the room door with a sore back, his left hand clenched into a fist and knocked his back, he coughed lightly, he lost the night today, he couldn't even hit Quirrell with a spell, but with his superior comprehension, he improved so fast that he was able to fight Quirrell on the long carpet for a minute.

But Joel wasn't complacent, even though he knew that Voldemort, who manipulated Quirrell, was the best dark wizard in British history.

He clearly knew that Quirrell had not only suppressed his magic, but also limited the range of spells, and he might have mastered more dark magic than Dumbledore, which was also a great help for Voldemort to compete with Dumbledore.

But he didn't use those black spells when facing Joel, just some small spells such as the Leg Lock Charm and the Obstacle Charm, and his duel with Joel was more inclined to feed the moves.

Joel yawned and decided to go back to the dormitory to review tonight's duel, where the effect of Occlumency was vividly displayed, as long as the memory occurred no more than a day, he could pull out the complete details in his brain, fast and slow.

This 1200 galleons are not lost.

It was a late hour, but fortunately it was the weekend, the curfew at Hogwarts Castle had been postponed until 12 a.m., the castle was deserted, and the students should have returned to the common room to have fun, he turned a corner and was about to go downstairs to leave, and saw an unexpected person at the top of the stairs.

Hylis combed a high ponytail, revealing the back of her neck as white as jade, and was holding a thick history of magic in her arms, pacing back and forth at the top of the stairs, muttering about the historical events of the Fairy Wars.

The little leather shoes walked to the end of the corner and turned around, and Helis met Joel's gaze.

She curled the corners of her lips in some surprise.

"Are you okay?" She asked subconsciously, her worried gaze filtering Joel's body from top to bottom.

Before Joel could reply, she continued, "...... What was your gift to me last Christmas? ”

The answer to this question had been altered by Joel using Occlumency, and it was impossible to know the correct answer whether Professor Quirrell used the Imperius Charm or the Dementors.

"Ravenclaw tiara brooch ......" Joel's voice was low, his eyes were undulating, and his heart felt like he had been scratched by a cat, and it was itching.

Haylith breathed a sigh of relief, "Professor Quirrell doesn't have a hard time for you, right?" ”

The corners of Joel's mouth moved, he still didn't say anything about Quirrell's duel skills with him tonight, he didn't believe that Voldemort behind Quirrell would be courteous, and there were still a few weeks left before his identity was completely revealed, and Joel decided to keep Helis away from him.

"He pulled me and talked about the resurrected zombies in the North African desert all night," Joel smiled helplessly, "That thing Professor White showed us last school year, it's not unusual at all, he just talked about how he fought the resurrected zombies for two hours." ”

Hylis was completely relieved and patted Joel on the shoulder, "I'll just say it, and Professor Quirrell will be able to talk about it." ”

A slap to the wound made Joel grin inwardly.

There was a faint smile on his face, "Indeed, but Professor Quirrell's storytelling skills are still top-notch. ”

"I believe it," said Haylis, earnestly, "and if he doesn't stutter, he can go and record a bedtime radio." ”

The two walked downstairs side by side, no one started the topic anymore, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.