The Grind Pt. 2

It'd been two weeks since my first lesson with Moody and Kingsley. Since then we'd had a four sessions a week. Which brings me to today.

Standing in the Dueling Room of Longbottom Manor. Kingsley, Moody, and I all stood. With Moody off to the side, and Kingsley opposite me our wands at the ready.

"Alright, you know the rules. Begin!" Came Moody's announcement.

With his ok Kingsley fired off three spells in rapid secession. I just waited a erected a shield, causing the spells to splash off it. Then, in the same motion I returned fire with Stupefy.

Kingsley just squared himself a batted the spell away.

Then there was a lull as we both stared at each other for a few seconds.

Now!

We both at almost the same time fired spells. Mine was a Diffindo. His was an Expelliarmus. Seeing that neither of our spells would hit. I changed tatics. Pointing my wand at the ground, at my command it rose. Then with the Altering spell the chunk of eath turned into four bludgers. Which I sent at Kingsley with a wandless Depulso.

Kingsley, looked at them with slight shock. But, quickly used an explosive spell destroying them. Unbeknownst to Kingsley though I knew my attack would fail. My distraction having create cover

"Orbis." I said in response to my call Kingsley started being sucked into the ground. The spell being as complex as it was left me feeling slightly light-headed.

"!" I jumped away as a wave of force came at me. Then rolling I shot a Deboning curse followed by Expelliarmus, Flippendo, Petrificus Totalus.

Kingsley wasn't having that at all though. He just shielded them all. Then, a countered with four spells of his own. Instead of a shield I squared my body up, then like I was playing tennis I returned all his spells at him.

Seeing we were in a stalemate, I conjured a murder of crows using Avis. Then, a wave of my wand they turned into swords. A simple Depulso all of them converged on Kingsley. Kingsley did something I didn't expect, ge used a firespell. The heat was strong enough that it melted all the swords reducing them to a pile of molten metal.

Now what will I do? I questioned myself smiling at Kingsley.

"I think well end it there." Said Moody, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Why? I can still keep going." I said in indignation. Then I was struck by a stinging hex from Moody.

"Ow!" I yelled holding my arm.

"I don't care if you can still keep going. You've had more than enough practice today." Explained Moody.

"I agree with him. The fact you lasted against me. And the fact I was about to take you seriously isn't a light feat either." Added

Kingsley.

"Ok I get it. So, same time tomorrow then." I said to them.

"Actually this was your last lesson of this summer. We don't think you need much more work at the moment." Said Moody. "Next summer assuming you'll have not slacked off we'll help you up until the tourney date."

"Speaking of tourneys, you'll need to decide how many you'll participate in." Said Kingsley.

"What do you mean?" I asked genuinely confused.

"I though you knew. Several tourneys are held during the summer. There are the European open which you could easily enter. It has an entrance fee, and a cash prize for top 3. Then you have the ICW sponsored one. Entering this one is much more stringent. You need a top placing in a regional to get in. With the top prize being 1200 Galleons." Began Kingsley. "I suggest if your up for it. Trying for the European open get a top placing or a win. Then hitting the international."

"That sounds sensible. How far apart are they held?" I asked.

"European open is traditionally held in early August. While the international is held late August." Cut in Moody explaining.

"That settles that. I'll be ready in time." I said to my two teachers.

"You better be I hate to think I wasted my time." Said Moody a smile on his face.

"I'd hate for that to happen to." I said matching his smile.