Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

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This is the ritual before the wizard duel!

"Bryan, I'll tell you that fame doesn't mean anything, you're just a Mudblood!" Pete took the opportunity to curse in a low voice, showing a ferocious smile.

Before the game, he had secretly put on the supreme cloak specially sold by the Alchemy Foundation. This is a defensive robe that only Aurors can buy, and its defense power is higher than the supreme cloak circulating on the market.

Canaan didn't reply, but the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually cooled down, and he was going to beat Pete into a real Mudblood.

Seeing the disparity in height between the two, Professor McGonagall put his hands on his chest worriedly, and said to Dumbledore beside him: "Albus, there will be no problem, right? I just saw Pete wearing a Robes of the Aurors."

"It doesn't matter, the strength between them cannot be offset by a defensive robe." Dumbledore shook his head, obviously he was very confident in Canaan.

"Oolong out!" Pete took the lead and summoned a big black boa constrictor on the green lawn. It spit out snake letters and swam towards Canaan quickly.

"Blazing flames!"

A red flame drilled out from the tip of Canaan's staff, turned into a chain of fire, wrapped around the black python, and burned into ashes.

Pete's pupils widened, he didn't expect his trial attack to be easily resolved by Canaan.

And he also found that the green lawn covered by the flames did not have any traces of being burned by the fire. It is obvious that Canaan's control over the spell is too subtle!

Sure enough, he couldn't be viewed as an ordinary little wizard.

Touching the supreme cloak on his body, Pete gained some confidence and quickly calmed down: "This is just an appetizer, don't be complacent!"

"Torn apart!" A white light shot towards Canaan.

Canaan waved his wand lightly, and a transparent mask blocked the fragmentation.

"Senior Pete, do you have this strength?" Canaan walked towards Pete with big strides as he spoke.

"Torn apart!" Pete felt the tremendous pressure,

He kept moving backwards, hitting the magic wand in his hand repeatedly, and streaks of white light shot straight away.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Canaan's mouth, and he waved his wand, easily receiving this series of attacks.

"Director, it looks like the situation is not good." An Auror whispered beside Duvis.

Duweisi looked at the one-sided situation on the field and frowned: "Damn Pete, he made a decision without authorization, and he can't even beat a little first-year wizard. You go to inform the other Aurors and call them. Today we must Take this Bryan away."

"But Dumbledore is here, he will definitely stop us, we dare not attack him." Auror said hesitantly.

Not only was Dumbledore once the headmaster they respected, but his reputation and strength were too powerful, and no one dared to oppose him.

"Enough, Dumbledore is old, and next year I will become the new Minister of Magic, you should know the pros and cons of it." Du Weiss said angrily in a low voice.

The old Minister Millicent is about to retire, and next year will be the election of the new Minister of Magic, and Dumbledore is his biggest opponent now, if he can't take this opportunity to take advantage of Dumbledore's reputation, he will become the Minister The chances are very slim.

The Auror had no choice but to nod helplessly, and left here secretly.

At this time, the duel on the field seemed to have almost decided the outcome.

Pete was cornered against the castle wall, and there was no way out.

"Why don't you attack me?" He shouted anxiously.

He desperately wanted Canaan to attack him, so that with the defense of the supreme cloak, he still had a chance to fight back.

Looking at Pete who looked like a mouse in the corner, Canaan smiled and tapped his wand lightly.

The green grass under Pete's feet on the opposite side grew wildly, quickly wrapping around his ankles.

"Oh, damn it!" Pete felt that the situation was not good, and he pointed his wand at the deformed grass, trying to restore them to their original state and break free.

However, under the stimulation of his spell, the grass grew faster, quickly wrapped him up, and locked him tightly against the wall.

"The cloak is coming!"

Pete's supreme cloak detached from his body and flew into Canaan's hands.

Throwing the cloak casually on the ground, Canaan walked up to Pete, bound his hands, and drew his wand across his mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Pete suddenly found that he couldn't speak, he leaned against the wall with a terrified expression, and kept struggling, just like Little Red Riding Hood touching a big bad wolf, weak and helpless.

He turned to look at Dumbledore and the others, wanting to admit defeat, but could only make a whining sound.

"Albus, Pete seems to be calling for help." Professor McGonagall said to Dumbledore.

"Professor McGonagall, a wizard's duel is a very sacred battle. If neither side admits defeat, or drops their wands, we can't intervene." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Duvis yelled, "Pete, throw away your wand! Throw away your wand!"

Pete heard the cry, and immediately shook his hand to throw away the wand, but found that the wand was firmly stuck to his palm.

"You are the first person who dares to call me a mudblood, I will impress you." Canaan's devilish smile made Pete shudder.

As soon as the words fell, Canaan raised his foot and slammed it on Pete's stomach.

The crowd onlookers exclaimed, they had never seen such a brutal duel.

Pete blushed, his facial features were distorted, and he felt as if his stomach had lost consciousness.

He just raised his head, but saw the oncoming palm.

"Papa papa!"

Three consecutive and crisp slaps instantly turned Pete's face into a pig's head.

"Bloodline does not mean you are superior to others, humility should be the quality you learn!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu..." Pete opened his mouth and yelled, showing a look of begging for mercy.

"Stop, Brian, I order you to stop immediately, the duel is over!" Du Weisi shouted and rushed over quickly.

Canaan didn't pay attention at all, he looked at Pete with a smile: "I will let you remember this day forever!"

Then he pointed his wand at Pete's forehead, and a white light flashed.

Pete instantly turned into a ball of black mud and landed in the green grass.

Canaan's foot stepped directly on it, and twisted vigorously from side to side, until Pete was melted into the soil of the green grass, before retracting his foot.

"Damn kid, how dare you? How dare you do this!" Du Weisi ran over and pushed Canaan away, trying to find the dirt that Pete had turned into.

"Sorry, Mr. Duweis, I always thought the duel wasn't over yet. Besides, Senior Pete's attack just now was too fierce, I really didn't mean it." Canaan looked innocent. Spread your hands.

"Don't think you can fool me with your little tricks, I will definitely catch you today and put you in Azkaban." Duweis held out a lump of soil and said fiercely to Canaan.

Professor McGonagall stepped forward to look at the soil, frowned and said, "The soil has been completely mixed together, and there is no way to restore it. We can only wait for the magic power of transformation to run out before Pete can return to its original shape."

"Professor, I still have some mud on my feet. I believe it is a part of Senior Pete. You'd better not forget it." Canaan blinked and added.

Professor McGonagall glared at Canaan: "Brian, I should have told you earlier that the transfiguration technique that changes the nature of elements cannot be easily cast, especially for living creatures.

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