Snape had flashed Calvin's curse, and he didn't dare to take it lightly. He had been immersed in the improvement of potions for several years, and rarely worked with others.

But fortunately, he also had a lot of actual combat experience, and the dusty memories began to awaken, and Snape gradually adapted to Calvin's high-intensity attack.

Although he didn't appear particularly embarrassed, Snape's palms were already beading with sweat.

He could feel that Calvin had deliberately controlled the strength of the spell, so that there was not much difference in the power of the spell between the two. But Calvin still caused a lot of trouble for Snape.

Compared to Calvin's magic, his endless unfamiliar spells, the combination of magic, and the unheard-of way of fighting were the most tricky for Snape.

He doesn't seem to be a wizard of the same era as us......

This was the biggest feeling that Calvin left to Snape.

But I'm not easy to mess with, I still have those magic that I haven't used. Snape said.

A green spell flew from the air towards Snape again. Snape's figure suddenly flashed, and instantly appeared half a step to the right, leaving a black-green afterimage in its original position.

Then Snape's figure flickered on the long platform, leaving a trail of black-green afterimages.

Phantom shapeshifting? It's a little different. Looks like you're really moving. Calvin realized that Snape had also taken his own magical path.

Suddenly, one of the black-green afterimages shot a spell at Calvin in the air.

A miserable dark red light scorched the air, and a few drops of sweat broke out on the foreheads of the little wizards watching the battle.

Their eyes widened as they watched as the spell left a scorching trail in midair, shattering several crystallized walls of air.

"Block!"

The sound of violent collisions resounded through the auditorium.

Calvin's fully crystallized left hand blocked Snape's powerful spell.

Black Magic ......

Calvin sniffed his left hand and picked up a familiar smell.

Is that the wizard who left traces of black magic in my magic paintings? After all these years, you haven't given up.

Calvin twisted his fingers, feeling the properties of the spell.

Is it a dark magic version of the disarming charm, or is it a dark magic version of the disarming charm?

There is also the black-green afterimage left on the long platform, which is also supposed to be a dark magic version of Snape's transformation of the apparition shifter.

Either way, your magical path is beyond my expectations.

Snape also stopped his attack at the same time, and it was not easy for him to use the Black Shadow to move at a high frequency. And some of the other powerful spells he hid were not suitable for use in front of children.

And, even if it were used, it wouldn't have caused more trouble for Calvin.

He tried to find a benchmark for Calvin's strength, but in the end he found that he could only put Calvin in the same position as Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Snape clearly understood that Calvin belonged to the next era.

Both put away their wands at the same time.

Snape's expression relaxed slightly, and in his opinion, the pressure of teaching a large group of children was much less than it was when he duel with Calvin.

In the eyes of most young wizards, this is a close duel. The two are evenly matched, winning or losing. Although Calvin spent most of his time suppressing Snape, Snape's last magic was amazing enough to cause Calvin a lot of trouble.

But some people don't see it that way.

"Snape is that strong?" Ron asked in surprise, as he thought Professor Capet's defeat of Snape was a matter of course, the question was just how long Snape would last.

"Professor Capet didn't give it his all." Harry whispered, "He's not even using dragon fire. ”

"Dragonfire? What dragon fire? Ron and Hermione asked.

"Sirius told me that the Dragon's Breath Charm is Professor Capet's specialty."

"That'...... Did Professor Capet give his all in the duel with Professor Lockhart......" Hermione asked with some unconfidence.

"Don't be stupid, Hermione," Ron said helplessly, "haven't you seen Lockhart for what he really is?" ”

Hermione bit her lip with her teeth and finally said, "I'll figure it out myself." ”

By this time, Snape had already repacked his outfit, "The exhibition match is over, and it is time to find a few students to come up and experience the real duel." ”

When Harry heard this, he felt a chill run down his neck, and when he looked up, he saw Snape smiling wickedly at him.

But soon, Harry calmed down, and with his current strength, as long as he wasn't a senior student, or Snape himself shot at him, he wouldn't be too embarrassed.

"Let Longbottom come up and try!" There was a shout from among the Slytherin students, followed by a burst of laughter.

Calvin and Snape couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Snape looked at his arrogant, stupid, arrogant students, and a hint of sarcasm welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Let Longbottom come up, and Draco alone will be able to defeat him.

"Longbottom's strength is not suitable for a demonstration," Snape said slowly, "Let him come up to duel, I'm afraid there will be casualties, and we should not give the school doctor any more work." ”

Another burst of laughter erupted among the Slytherin students. No one except Draco knew that Snape was telling the truth, and of course it wasn't Longbottom who was hurt.

Snape glanced at Calvin beside him and asked in a low voice, "As far as I know, Potter and Draco are your students, aren't they?" ”

Calvin nodded slightly, "Evenly matched." ”

"Malfoy, Potter, come up and experience it." With that, Snape walked in the direction of the Slytherin students, grabbed Draco, who was about to take the stage, and whispered something to him.

Harry clearly saw Snape's action of opening a small stove for Draco, and he couldn't help but panic, and walked to the audience to find Calvin, and asked, "Professor Cape, can you teach me a little magic too." ”

Calvin couldn't help but laugh, "Harry, I don't believe Sirius didn't teach you some extra magic, it's enough for you. ”

With that, he gave him a push on the shoulder, pushing Harry onto the bench.

Opposite stood a blonde-haired, pale-faced, somewhat arrogant little wizard. Draco held his wand in his right hand and his left behind him, ready to attack.

It wasn't the first time Harry had dueled Draco, and he quickly got into shape, wand in his right hand and his left behind him.

"Three, two, one,—— start!" Snape shouted quickly.

The two men moved almost simultaneously, but neither of them moved with their right hands.

Harry took three black balls from behind his left hand and threw them forward, and Draco took a rolled-up piece of paper from his pants and unfolded it in front of him.

A thick white fog spread in front of Harry, and a blue fireball flew out of the paper in front of Draco, rushing into the fog.