Chapter 208: Wind! Thunder!

Alvin silently endured all the Aurors' attacks inside the silver shield and stood still.

In his heart, he felt that it was enough. He already had an understanding of the level of these people.

"Scrimgeour, be careful. I'm going to shoot."

Before starting, Alvin also gracefully reminded him.

Hearing him say this, everyone's expressions on the dueling platform became highly dignified. They cast all their defensive magic spells repeatedly in the interval between attacks.

Extending his arm gently, without even taking out his wand, Alvin said words softly.

"Wind!"

On the stage, a strong wind blew in an instant. The wind containing magical power blew the incoming magic spell away and bounced onto the protective cover one after another.

Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall hurriedly delivered magic power, stabilizing the somewhat collapsed protective cover, and delicate beads of sweat had already appeared on their foreheads.

Their protective cover was suddenly attacked by ten Aurors and elite Aurors, and they felt a lot of pressure.

The wind continued, and Scrimgeour and a group of Aurors were blown to and fro. After barely holding their bodies, everyone gathered together and used the Windy Spell to fight against the wind brought by Alvin.

Alvin pointed to the sky again just as they barely held on to the situation.

"Thunder!"

A streak of blue lightning condensed in the air and slashed toward the Scrimgeour and the others!

Everyone was taken aback. No matter where Scrimgeour and Aurors were, the power of thunder and lightning was terrifying.

"Boom!"

A huge roar suddenly sounded when the thunder and lightning hit the Shield Charm.

"Damn, everyone, fully support the shield!"

Feeling the huge attack power attached by the lightning, Scrimgeour's face pale, and he shouted to everyone.

"Protego!"

"Protego!"

"Protego!"

Alvin glanced at it, Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall wouldn't last long, and he had dragged on long enough. It was time to end the fight.

Arms raised then down like a conductor is finishing a show. Alvin is also marking the end of the battle!

The continuous lightning suddenly doubled in size, and the power brought by the thunder made everyone's heart tighten.

The pressure on Scrimgeour and the Aurors that had been difficult at first became much more difficult. Countless Shield Charms shattered layer by layer within a few breaths, and lightning bolts slashed straight at them.

"Ah!"

Several screams came from their mouths, and then they fell to the ground, losing the ability to resist.

At this time, Alvin also pulled his arm and made the spell stop.

Students under the stage did not make any sound because of the great battle, and the entire Great Hall suddenly seemed very quiet.

"Scrimgeour, the duel is over."

Alvin said softly, awakening the audience who were immersed in the battle.

After a short silence, there was a burst of strong cheers. The shouts of the little wizards seemed to shatter the ceiling of the Great Hall.

Powerful!

Too strong!

In this duel, 'Dumbledore' used only three spells to defeat ten Aurors devastatingly.

Especially the last spells, Wind and Thunder.

Professor McGonagall was also very excited, although she was surprised that she had never seen Dumbledore use these spells.

But what's the point? Dumbledore hasn't shot for so many years, and it's no big deal just to develop a few new spells.

But while she was happy, she was still a little worried about the Aurors and Scrimgeour on stage.

Although she was annoyed by the opponent's provocation, it would be too disrespectful to the Ministry of Magic if Dumbledore hurt them too badly.

Hurrying to the duel stage, Professor McGonagall checked their condition and found that they were only temporarily paralyzed by lightning, and he was relieved.

"Albus, what should we do next?"

Professor McGonagall asked Alvin's opinion and looked at the collapsed crowd. Alvin knew that this was the end of the day.

"Minerva, help Scrimgeour and the others find a place to rest first and wait until they recover and continue the announce of the Buckbeak trial."

Professor McGonagall nodded and left with a group of Aurors.

Immediately afterward, Alvin dismissed the excited students, gave his girls a look, and returned to the Headmaster's office.

When he entered the Headmaster's office, he heard the shout of Headmaster Phineas.

"Well done! Those stinky mice from the Ministry of Magic should be repaired!"

"You've done an excellent job, Alvin. The majesty of the Headmaster of Hogwarts is not something anyone can provoke!"

A Headmaster whose name Alvin could not name agrees with Phineas.

The characters in the portraits are free to move around, and they can appear in any Hogwarts picture, even outside of school.

Obviously, these Headmaster portraits also appreciate the duel just now.

"These are all made by Headmaster Dumbledore and have nothing to do with me. When Professor Dumbledore returns, you have to testify for me, and the other party did it first."

Alvin returned to his original appearance and looked at them with a smile.

Alvin's words also choked the Headmasters.

This kid doesn't forget to throw the blame on others.

"Don't worry. We will testify for you this time and never let Albus trouble you."

Armando Dippet assured Alvin.

For his performance just now, Alvin is thrilled to show Dumbledore's demeanor and strength to the wizarding world.

Because he didn't know what spells Dumbledore would use to meet the enemy, Alvin could only come up with some brand-new magic so as not to be seen by Professor McGonagall.

In this way, even if the other party asks him, he can tell that the spell was from his recent research.

The two spells just now were the innate magic that the Thunderbird bloodline brought to Alvin.

And Alvin has already paid great attention to his strength. If he was allowed to release all of his power, it is estimated that these few people would not even leave ashes.

At this moment, there was a sound from the door. Cho, Hermione, and Luna walked into the office together.