Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 210 Block, Then Counterattack! (seeking subscription)

Chapter 210 Block, Then Counterattack! (seeking subscription)

After the laps that all the students loved, they ushered in the second duel magic class. Ash looked at the little wizards who were "getting better" and nodded and said: "Today, let's practice the last class first." what to learn."

"That's the skill of using weapons to block spells." Ash said as he flicked his wand lightly, and many Ashes came out from the mist, all of them holding a wand in their hands.

"My teaching assistants will help you practice."

"Meet you again, little Ronnie." The avatar Ash looked at Ron with a smile, and he chanted Ron's unknown nickname.

"Ronnie?" Harry froze for a moment.

Hermione pursed her lips and laughed, obviously, she realized that this should be some kind of pet name.

"Only my mother calls me that..." Ron looked at the avatar depressedly, and he thought this young Ash was a complete nuisance.

"Okay, stop chatting Pott." The other Ash said, he also looked quite young, and he spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

For a moment Harry thought it was Malfoy standing in front of him.

"One assistant per person." Ash said at the end. He looked much calmer, wearing a beautiful robe meticulously, and looking at Hermione with calm eyes.

"Little Ronnie, my first spell will be very slow." Young Ash reminded, turning and turning his wand with his left hand.

"I'm ready." Ron clenched the wooden sword in his hand, and he vowed to give this annoying clone a little color.

"Dark~faint..." Sure enough, the speed of reciting was very slow, and Ron relaxed a lot listening to the intermittent chanting of the avatar.

"Passed out!"

As a result, the young Ash grinned, he accelerated sharply on the last two words, and the red curse flew out immediately, hitting Ron who had no time to react.

"Ron!" Harry saw this scene, and he looked at Ron worriedly.

"Are you okay?" Hermione shook her head looking at Ron who was sitting on the ground.

"He controlled the magic power of the spell." The mature clone said, "Mr. Weasley should be fine."

"But his ass will hurt."

"You're cheating!" Ron said dissatisfied: "You will take your time as you agreed."

"En." Young Ash nodded and said, "That's what I said."

"Then how do you..."

"I cheated," Ash said. "It's obvious, isn't it, little Ronnie?"

"Damn..." Ron cursed in a low voice, then raised his wooden sword and charged forward.

Hermione, who couldn't bear to see Ron being sent flying again, turned to look at her teaching assistant and nodded.

"Can I use a wand?" she asked.

"Theoretically not." The clone shook his head, he looked at Hermione calmly and said, "You can't train your reaction force with a wand."

"Hmm..." Hermione nodded, she held the wooden sword in her hand.

"We'll start off simple," Ash said, flicking his wand. "Stunned...down."

He read very slowly, just like Flitwick teaching students, explaining the pronunciation to the little wizard word by word.

Because of this, his movements slowed down a lot, which gave Hermione more time to think.

Is it on the left?No, it's the right side...the left hand side is a feint...I should...

Hermione's mind turned quickly, but her movements were a bit slow. The sword in her hand was not in the correct position in time, and the curse hit her arm and she sat down on the ground.

However, the clone seemed to use so little magic that Hermione didn't even feel pain.

"Miss Granger, your reaction needs to be faster." The clone said, "And you should stabilize your center of gravity so that your right hand can move faster."

"I understand Professor."

Watching Hermione nod, Ash flicked his wand again.

"How do you look? Pot?" Ash, who had a Malfoy temperament, patted Harry on the head, telling him not to look at other people in a daze.

"Don't rush to be envious, you will experience it soon." He pointed to Neville who was blown away by an Ash, and he hung directly on the tree.

There was a burst of laughter.

Harry stared at the clone, then slowly raised the wooden sword.

"Not bad, not bad." The clone Ash nodded, and he clapped his hands and said, "Sometimes there must be..."

"Except your weapons!"

As soon as he was half-speaking, he swung his wand suddenly, and the curse was shot out from the most tricky position like a vicious poisonous snake, and at the same time, it turned a curve and went straight to Harry's head.

However, Harry's reaction was not slow. Having been trained in Quidditch, he couldn't help but be sensitive and reacted extremely quickly. He quickly raised the wooden sword and jumped back, perfectly blocking the flying spell.

"boom!"

As the sound sounded, Harry was surprised to find that his wooden sword was suddenly out of control, and it flew out of his hand and flew into the hand of his clone Ash.

"Pote..." The avatar looked at him mockingly: "You have to know that not all spells can be blocked."

"Could it be that I release Fiendfyre and you also want to block it?"

Although he didn't know what Fiendfyre was, Harry knew he had been tricked, and he looked at the clone dissatisfied.

"Your reaction is very fast." The avatar said and pointed to the head: "It's just that the head is not smart enough."

"Again!" Harry said dissatisfiedly, he was just being calculated for a moment of carelessness.

He is not the kind of person who admits defeat, unlike Ron next door, he has flown out countless times, and the phrase "Little Ronnie, are you ready?" Harry even remembered it.

"Okay, very energetic." Ash threw the wooden sword and threw it to Harry again.

Harry caught the wooden sword, then looked at Ash solemnly.

"Except you..." Ash had just finished speaking, when the wand in his hand suddenly changed gestures, and immediately after, he threw out a red spell.

It's the Stunning Curse!

With a flick of the wooden sword in Harry's hand, it accurately blocked the spell and sent the stun spell flying out.

"Good job, Mr. Potter." Ash himself saw clearly that he was indeed a Quidditch player, and Harry's reaction really surprised him.

"Five points for Gryffindor." Ash said slowly.

"You did a good job, Pote." The avatar also nodded with a smile, and he said, "But that's just a compliment for you, your level, in my old days, was just enough to get started." He started talking It was so weird, Harry couldn't help being angry again after being happy just now.

He clenched the wooden sword in his hand and said, "Come again."

"It's good to have fighting spirit, but I hope you can react faster." Ash nodded and continued to wave his wand.

On the other side, Ash looked at the little wizards who were training together and nodded. This scene reminded him of Biheim, that's how he was trained at the beginning.

But his sparring partner is not so advanced, his sparring partner is a flying dragon with a broken wing.

Thinking about it this way, in fact, these little wizards are not considered tortured.

Comforting himself in this way, Ash took out his notebook from his pocket, and he wanted to record the performance of these little wizards.

(End of this chapter)