The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

Two days later.

"Then ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the final round of the second game"!

"After layers of selection, Mr. Chirol from Hogwarts and Mr. Shen from Shenzhou became the last two contestants, but it seems a bit dull just for the two of them to compete against each other"?

"So the judges made new competition rules yesterday"!

Mr. Bagman waved his hands excitedly and shouted:

"The two schools will each send a professor, and there will be competitions between students and professors, and between students and professors, and the final result will be scored!"

"What, there is still a professor who wants to fight"?

Everyone in the stands fell into a daze, then stood up one after another and began to cheer.

It looks like today's game will be very exciting, definitely worth the black heart price of 40 gold coins set by the Ministry of Magic.

"Then, let's invite the professors selected by the two parties first"!

At the jury's seat, Xu Lin tidied up her collar and stood up slowly.

"Ah? Is it really the mother who played in person?"

The corners of Shen Jian's mouth twitched slightly, and he always felt that this kind of behavior could be regarded as cheating.

"Ah, to be honest, I didn't expect that the professor in Shenzhou was Ms. Xu Lin. This was indeed beyond my expectations."

Mr. Bagman also opened his mouth wide in surprise, but quickly adjusted his state.

"So now, let's welcome the professor from Hogwarts"!

In the auditorium next to him, a handsome priest wearing a monocle slowly stood up and waved politely to the surrounding audience.

"The representative sent by Hogwarts is Father Anderson, who has just taken up the Defense Against the Dark Arts course this year. He is a very friendly cleric in the Vatican, with great strength"!

"So now, let's give our players some breathing room, so we'll start with a match between professors"!

While waving his hand, Father Anderson slowly walked down from the stand, and then walked to the center of the venue.

Xu Lin had been standing by the railing with her hands behind her back, not knowing what she was thinking.

Father Anderson, who was already ready in the venue, raised his head suspiciously and looked towards the judges' stand, thinking in his heart why his opponent didn't come down?

The night before, when Dumbledore found him and asked him to help in the match, he had told him that his opponent was very dangerous this time.

However, Anderson didn't care that much. After all, a half-dragon necromancer couldn't compete with his own strength, so a lady should not be afraid.

Although Dumbledore had gently reminded him that the opponent's style this time tended to be stubborn, Anderson felt that there was no risk.

"Ms. Xu Lin, it's your turn to play."

Fudge in the stands thought she was in a daze, and reminded her.

"Of course, I just don't want to bother going down the stairs."

Xu Lin nodded, and then grabbed onto the guardrail in the eyes of everyone's astonishment.

"call"!

In front of all the judges, Xu Lin jumped over the guardrail and jumped from the stand with a height of more than 50 meters!

"Wow"!

Whether it was a professor on campus or an audience from outside, everyone exclaimed at that moment!

"Boom"!

Gu Yan≈lt;/span≈gt; Father Anderson watched his opponent jump off the high platform with a bewildered expression, and the green figure slammed heavily on the sandy ground in front of him. A huge cloud of smoke rose.

"Ah, I haven't done this in a long time."

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Father Anderson suddenly felt a severe sense of crisis.

The man who used to be known as the Impaler gave him this feeling when he first hunted down a vampire decades ago, and it was strong, but not as suffocating as it is today. !

Father Anderson reflexively drew his two short swords from his waist, and then held them in front of his chest, watching his opponent vigilantly.

"This is the long-lost divine blessing"?

After seeing the full picture of his opponent again, Father Anderson's pupils shrank in shock.

Xu Lin's whole body seemed to be glowing with some kind of slight golden light, and some runes that looked strange but had an inexplicable seriousness wandered slowly on the golden barrier, making people feel frightened when they watched it.

No one present knew that the golden barrier was actually the approval of a certain high-ranking existence.

"Ready? Father Anderson"?

Xu Lin slowly pulled out her weapon from behind her.

The two weapons are four feet long, and the grips are very regular cylindrical, and they are wrapped with a layer of sackcloth to ensure that the hands will not slip due to sweating during the battle.

The main body of the weapon is a segmented quadrangular prism. The surface of the prism is slightly concave in the middle, and there is an inner groove inside, which seems to be used for bloodletting of the enemy.

At the tip of the weapon are two sharp spikes that shimmer with cold light, and it looks like the scalp is tingling.

"What kind of weapon is this"?

Fudge muttered to himself in the jury's seat.

"Mace, a traditional weapon in Shenzhou, is usually not used for foot combat because of its heavy weight. Ancient cavalry would wield this thing on horseback, smashing enemy infantry in heavy armor to the point of vomiting blood" . UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"However, these two weapons should be specially made, which are slightly different from the traditional ones. They can be used as short spears after adding the spikes on the top."

Hekmedia took a sip of black tea, and after tasting it, put the teacup back on the table, and then frowned in disgust.

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"You're a lady, you move first."

Father Anderson looked at the two weapons, glanced at his short sword again, and swallowed nervously.

"Oh, then it is better to be respectful than to obey."

Xu Lin nodded lightly, and then disappeared in place.

"clang"!

Father Anderson only saw a silver light and shadow swept towards his chest, so he hurriedly blocked the two swords that had been set up.

With a loud and crisp sound, Father Anderson's double swords were thrown out of his hands, flew more than ten meters, and slammed into the sand on the ground.

The lack of understanding of Asian culture made Father Anderson make a fatal mistake - he dared to rely on his own strength to try to block Xu Lin's dagger with the short sword in his hand.

The mace is a weapon used against heavy infantry in ancient China. The lightest traditional mace weighs at least ten kilograms. This is not something that two well-made alchemy daggers can block!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Father Anderson quickly took two steps back and laboriously pulled out the dagger that had been blown away from the sand.

Wearing a sticky warm touch on his hands, Anderson only now realized that his tiger's mouth had been shattered, and blood was constantly flowing out from the crack.

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