Chapter 239 Trying Out the Newest Body

Barrow held the wand tightly in his hand, his robe gleaming, as noble and heroic as a prince.

He silently recited the only silent magic he had learned in his heart, and he wanted to take the initiative - his teacher, the former duel champion, taught him that when reading the rules, you can ignore the nonsense in front, because it is not important at all.

But always remember the last sentence, because during the reading, you should start preparing the magic you want to cast.

He observed his opponent's every move. When Flitwick read the last paragraph of the rules, Xing Ze retracted his gaze, and he also drew out his wand, and his black eyes began to shrink.

For a moment, Barrow felt an inexplicable palpitation, and he instinctively wanted to escape, escape from the icy gaze.

But the potion worked, and the surging magic power surged in his body, sweeping away that feeling. Barrow's confidence was ignited again, and he stepped up to complete the spell to make up for the time wasted by distraction just now.

Everyone present was looking at the two nervously. Although the duel had not started, anyone could feel that the atmosphere in the venue was ready to explode.

At one end of the venue, Professor Bubbage stared at the venue with a heavy face, and did not even notice Snape sitting next to her.

"Oh, it's rare, Professor Snape. You are also interested in duels." Professor McGonagall moved to make the seat more spacious.

The school provides a lot of seats for teachers, so their place is not as crowded as other places.

"That Oriental man is going to lose." Snape said with certainty.

The two ladies around him are both outstanding in spells. Professor McGonagall needs no more explanation. Although Professor Bubbage focuses on Muggle research, he also has a lot of experience in spells.

The three of them noticed that Barrow was secretly casting a spell, which is a common way to duel magic, which is in line with the regulations and can take the lead.

Looking at Xing Ze again, his wand was hanging down, his legs were shoulder-to-shoulder, and his back was slightly arched. This was not a sign of casting a spell.

"He can't cast silently." Professor Bubbaji found a self-comforting explanation, "I should have given him some pointers earlier."

Professor McGonagall straightened her back and said, "Don't lose confidence so quickly, the duel hasn't started yet."

"Now, the duel begins!" Flitwick waved his wand and disappeared from the spot.

The moment he disappeared, Barrow's wand pointed at Xing Ze, and the gorgeous magic had gathered at the tip of the wand.

But... but why?

Xing Ze punched his opponent's stomach solidly, and even though his hand was attached to the blue beak, he still couldn't penetrate Barrow's magic robe.

The latest hand-made custom robes, from the century-old Woodcock tailor shop in Glastonbury, the defensive spells contained in them are undoubtedly the most powerful.

However, Xing Ze had his own way to deal with it. The air magic stored in the blue beak blasted Barrow away heavily. His spell shot into the sky and was blocked by the barrier of the arena.

Casting an air blast spell at such a close distance is full of dangers and may cause the caster's arm to be broken. But Xing Ze was protected by the blue beak, and the impact only pushed him back a short distance.

After devouring the screamer, the blue beak had a lot of energy, most of which was used to bring Xing Ze out of the dream gap and repair his mutated body, and the remaining energy was used to strengthen Xing Ze's body and itself again.

Xing Ze has always wanted to try to see what level his body has been strengthened again, and this duel can be said to provide a good opportunity.

For a magic duel, as long as the opponent can't concentrate on casting spells, the chances of winning will be very high, so Xing Ze took the simplest and most brutal way, close combat entanglement.

This method is not unused. In the history of magic evolution, there are always some guys who take a different approach and invent various magics for close combat.

For example, before the magic sword, flying dagger, magic spear and other spells were improved, most of them were used for close combat.

This is mainly related to the era. Before the musket replaced the sword as the main weapon of Muggles, many wizards would wear swords.

Among them was Godric Gryffindor, the founder of Hogwarts. One of the treasures he left to the school after his death was his beloved sword.

Everything just happened suddenly in a flash, and the audience at the scene didn't realize what happened.

In the last second, Ben was still shouting why Xing Ze didn't cast the spell in advance as he said, and in the next second he saw Xing Ze rushing towards Barrow at a very fast speed.

He had never seen anyone move like this, like a falcon swooping into the sky and a cheetah pouncing on its prey. The figure flashed and the fist arrived.

The audience finally reacted, and they all booed. What kind of magic duel was this? This was simply a Muggle fight.

"What kind of magic duel is this?" Bones almost stood up from her seat. Although she recognized Xing Ze's tactics, she was also surprised at the boldness of this oriental wizard - using the air blasting spell at such a close distance. But she is still a wizard after all, not a Muggle who speaks with fists.

The minister's advisor also shouted dissatisfiedly: "He simply insulted the magic duel."

Among this group of people, Scrimgeour was the happiest. He had seen Xing Ze's skills with his own eyes and knew that this kid could always bring surprises to people, but he didn't expect that this surprise would come so suddenly.

"As long as you can win, who cares about the means of winning? Miss Carlo, as you said, this world is inherently unfair."

The minister's advisor's face was livid. She opened her mouth to refute, but she couldn't think of anything to say.

"How did he do it so quickly?" Minister Fudge was more concerned about this than the quarrels among his subordinates. "This is too fast. It's not something that ordinary people can do."

"He may be casting spells silently like Barrow. It's just that he chose auxiliary spells." Bones guessed.

While Barrow hadn't reacted yet, Xing Ze quickly chanted the spell and cast the necessary auxiliary spells on himself. The short time was only enough to complete a light step, but it was enough.

Barrow, who had just stood up from the ground, was about to stabilize his body, but Xing Ze had already arrived in front of him. He hurriedly raised his wand to cast a spell, but his arm was pressed back by the other party.

"No," Xing Ze grinned, "You don't want to."

As soon as he finished speaking, Barrow felt himself being pulled over by a huge force, and then his feet left the ground and the whole person flew out again.

"Oh~~~"

The crowd burst into exclamations again.

Hermione and Ron in the tent were almost stunned, and Ron couldn't help muttering: "Physics, physical magic."

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