Magic Sky

On one side is the light blue whistling wind wall technique, and on the other side is a slightly nervous Cedric. Cedric sees it very clearly. Even if he does not know this spell, it is not difficult to guess the special effects of its defense. To break its effect, He could only try a few spells that he was familiar with. He believed that no matter how advanced the defensive spell, the damage absorbed was limited.

So, with Cedric's two broken bones and three torn apart, the effect of the Wall of Wind was broken.

Taking advantage of the fact that Augustus, who still didn't shoot for some reason, was in a trance, Cedric decisively used the spell that was often used as a kill in duels. "Passed out." A red light shot from the wand in Cedric's hand, approaching Augustus.

"Augustus!" Lilian shouted anxiously from below. Augustus was in a strange state on the field. He didn't seem to focus on the duel. The red light that came directly caused many people below to break into a cold sweat for Augustus.

Seemingly awakened by Lillian's voice, Augustus looked a little indifferently at the red light flying in front of him, waved his wand, and a flame burned from under his feet. The body gradually disappeared in place, appeared ten meters away, and the fainted spell hit the open space.

There was a commotion from the students watching below. Everyone knew that the use of Shapeshifting was prohibited at Hogwarts, so what was going on in front of him? Snape seemed to know some inside stories. In the last Hidden Level long battle, Augustus had cast similar spells, so he wasn't surprised, but he was still confused about the origin of these spells.

Blazing Flash, fifth-level fire magic, uses the explosive power of the flame to forcibly open up space to achieve the purpose of flashing. Lilian has been resentful of this spell for a long time, and she has not reached the age of transformation. It is better to use this magic instead. , Moreover, it can be displayed at will in the school, it is simply a must-have product for home travel, murder, arson, and show-off.

Being able to flash freely in the duel circle, how to fight this, magic can't hit at all, and you have to be prepared to suddenly appear from other places to give yourself a fatal blow, this is simply not on the starting line at all, people are from half or even four. Three-thirds of the time started, and he was still thinking about how to surpass him.

Augustus raised his head, and there was no point in continuing. He decided to end the game. After several rounds of confrontation, he found that the man in front of him was indeed a good seedling. From the battle, he realized that he was very good at controlling the rhythm. Excellent, and he did not hesitate too much in the face of unknown powerful magic but tried to use other angles to break it, all of which are shining points. If he is in another world, at least he can reach the realm of a magician. talent.

Augustus stretched out his silver wand and pointed it diagonally into the sky. A dark cloud gathered. The thunder sounded in the dark cloud, and the dull sound made the entire auditorium seem a little narrow. The students stared in horror at the air, guessing what would happen to Cedric next.

Thick-forked lightning fell from the dark clouds, and Cedric's eyes flashed with a trace of fear, struggling to overcome his emotions, and the armor and obstacles surrounded him heavily. Augustus then swirled his wand, and a row of ice cones lifted off from the upper left, while the other side of the sky was filled with dozens of huge flying fireballs. The entire auditorium was filled with fireballs, ice picks, and lightning. The three colors of red, white, and blue are intertwined in the air, and a grand symphony is about to be performed. The next moment, Cedric was about to face air strikes from three directions. The thunder and flames flew together, and the ice cones were the same color as the sky. At this time, Cedric had forgotten that he was in the campus auditorium. The grand scene in front of him seemed to be Being on an ancient battlefield, the spells flying in the sky are heart-pounding.

"It's so beautiful, it turns out that magic can reach such a level of lightness. It seems that this stage is not big enough, and Cedric is not qualified to carry this waltz." Loki muttered to himself with an obsessed expression. Most of the students off the field were sluggish, and a few rational ones were also fascinated by the beauty in front of them. This was no longer single magic, but a feast of the sky with a strong artistic flavor. Snape's calm expression was also a little distorted at this moment. His mood was quite complicated at this time. He put himself in his shoes and thought if he were Cedric, could he have a chance to escape in the face of such magic? He was unwilling to answer this answer. to solve it, because the result may be something he doesn't want to face.

"I admit defeat." Without the slightest hesitation, Cedric requested Augustus. It is no longer a question of winning or losing. If you wait a little longer, you may face a situation of life and death. It was just a duel, and he didn't want to sacrifice himself for the great cause of magic.

Augustus nodded, the magic wand swept across, the grand scene in the sky dissipated, everything was like it had never happened, and no trace could be found again, making people even wonder if what just happened was just a mirror.

At this time, Lockhart's face was a little dull, and it seemed that he had not come out of the scene just now. After a while, his eyes slowly recovered some vigor. "Ah! Admit, admit, admit, admit defeat? Well, I declare that Augustus wins this duel." After speaking, he glanced at Snape in frustration, as if he had lost to Snape twice. Some resentment.

Snape remained expressionless, seemingly indifferent to the look in Lockhart's eyes. "Mr. Augustus showed us a magical feast. Next, I will come among you and divide you into two groups, hoping that you will have a different duel style."

The students at the bottom were still a little sluggish, and it seemed that everyone had not recovered, and they did not respond to Snape's words. They walk through the crowd, making pairs for everyone. Lockhart paired Neville with Justin Finch, but Snape walked up to Harry and Ron first. "The Dream Team should be broken up, I think," he sneered. "Weasley, you can pair with Finnigan. Potter—"

Harry moved closer to Hermione subconsciously.

"I don't think so," Snape said, with a cold smile on his face. "Malfoy, come here. Let's see what you can make of the famous Potter. As for you, Miss Granger—you can be paired with Miss Millison."

Malfoy had a dazed smile on his face, although he was still immersed in the scene just now, when he heard that Harry was going to be his opponent, he subconsciously had a weird smile, Lord Savior, I hope you are in my hands Holding on longer, Malfoy's mouth drew a dangerous arc.