Chapter 183 182: With Dumbledore ... Fighting!
On the corridor.
The fire on the torch flashed slightly.
Outside the window, the drizzle, the raindrops continued to beat the glass, making a soft and rhythmic sound, and the sound of the rain was in sharp contrast to the tranquility in the corridor.
Ian turned around.
He saw a boy about 16 or seven years old.
The boy was wearing a fitting Hogwarts school uniform. The robe was neat and stiff. The handsome face was slightly immature, and his confident and calm posture also had a very rare sense of spirit.
Although the person's face was missing those gulfies, there were dense beards and messy hair, Ian still recognized each other from the exquisite and characteristic features.
"Albus. Dumbledore." He had witnessed the youth of the old principal and Grindelwald in the memory of the old principal, so he was so determined at this moment to determine the identity of the person in front of him.
It has not been a few years from adults.
The change in appearance is naturally not so obvious -of course, if there is something different, it is that Ian feels a unique temperament on this young version of the old principal.
Not just a calmness as a genius.
There is also a feeling of ...。.
The polite and gentle smile has a sense of oppression that is invincible and irresistible. This is the indescribable spirit that the old principal in his 100s may no longer exist.
At this moment.
The little wizard clearly understood why his old principal had the momentum of supporting, and even a generation of black demon king Glindo could be attracted to become a little fan.
"Unfortunately, my ancestral home is not in Chengdu and I can't get fascinated by me." Ian's eyes fell into the hands of Abulis. Now, there is still a wand with a smooth little hand.
One dark.
It is very different from the old wand.
There is a kind of deep meaning that the "black wizard" is commonly used.
"I know."
The little wizard felt that he saw the actual proof of "the White Demon King exists". He also has a profound research on magic wands, so he still knows the relevant knowledge of the wand.
"You look like you want to challenge me? Sneak into Hogwarts and don't know what the little ghost he wants to do." The heroic Abulis. Dumbledore always stared at Ian.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a slightly surprising expression, and the deep blue eyes were full of interest. Perhaps the principal who hasn't been old at this time has not seen anyone who wants to challenge himself for a long time.
"My brain closure is so powerful, can you see the thoughts in my heart?" Ian was also a little surprised. In his heart, he did come up with such thoughts at the moment.
The old principal couldn't beat himself.
What about the young version?
Unexpectedly, the idea had just risen, and it was already insightful by the other party.
"I am very disgusted with God to read this magic, or it should be said to be quite annoying, so I can see your mind, just because I am observing your eyes."
The young Abuli. Dumbledore said, he didn't seem to be curious why Ian in the Ravenclaw robe dived in. The whole person raised his wand very relaxing and scratched his chin.
"Green eyes are rare ... but the rare situation is that I can observe your eyes so clearly ... Even the professors rarely look at me for so long." Young Albulis. Dumbledore's hair is soft and slightly messy reddish brown, with the unruly and vitality of the teenager.
He is not messy now in front of his forehead, and slightly blocks his clear eyes.
"If I think so arrogant, I will only hear it in the mouth of another old man. Now, maybe I understand who is learning who is talking about."
Ian held his wand closely, looking a little eager to try.
"So, can you?"
He seemed to be inviting, as if he was turning on challenges. Facing the brighter gaze of the little wizard, the young Abus. Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The duel always needs some bets, isn't it?" He was still the relaxed and happy attitude, his eyes fell to Ian's bone wood wand.
"I won, and you tell me that you sneak into Hogwarts's purpose, maybe I can still get a special contribution to the school because of the evil organization that use the child's witch to implement the crime plan." Dumbledore spoke lightly, and his tone was warm, but that powerful confidence came.
"What about I won?"
The little wizard even suspected that the young Albulis. Dumbledore had never thought about this problem.
"Oh?"
No.
Hearing Ian's inquiry.
The young Abuli. Dumbledore just laughed, "Then let you speak, even if you let me run around Hogwarts, it is enough."
His slightly ridiculous tone was indeed as if he had never thought about this at all.
"I understand this, and you will promise me to do something, and it should be no problem to think about it?" Ian's eyes shook slightly twice.
"Of course you can understand it so!" The young Albulis. Dumbledore didn't want to answer it. He was obviously not as cautious as nearly a hundred years later.
"Okay!"
Ian is very excited.
"Go to the house with you."
He made a proposal.
after all.
If it was in this corridor, he knew how much Hogwarts' buildings would be damaged. Ian was a buddy, but he didn't want to do anything to harm his buddies.
"Do you still know that there is a request for the house?"
After hearing the proposal of Ian, the young Abuli Dumbledore was obviously stunned. This is one of the secrets of many Hogwarts students and even the professor.
He also came into contact with the room by chance.
"I am not a sneak. I am a Student Hogwarts student. Of course, it is different from what you think." Ian saw the young Abulis. Dumbledore's eyes became more curious.
"If you want to know the truth, you have to defeat me." After the little wizard said, the whole person couldn't wait to turn into a white mist rushing towards the floor where there must be.
Don't blame his monkeys.
To blame him, he rarely encounters evenly matched opponents.
This also makes Ian rarely analyzes his strength. Perhaps he can find his own shortcomings and shortcomings with the help of the young Abulido's battle.
"Dunp Sai Run, it seems that I have won the victory ..." Ian was still a little proud of his magic, but he found that when he arrived in the eighth floor, he was young. Dumbledore. In front of the door to the house, while he was circling, some proud words in his mouth also swallowed back.
"Create magic?"
The young Abus. Dumbledore was a little curious to see Ian, who landed on the ground.
"How do you run so fast."
The little wizard is quite depressed.
Obviously, when he set off, the young Abus. Dumbledore was still in place.
"It seems that you are not as knowing as you think about Hogwarts." The young Albus. Dumbledore smiled and did not answer Ian's question directly.
He may have liked to be a ridicule from when he was young. He was able to live in his 100s and had not been killed. I am afraid that all his strengths had no wizard daring to challenge.
"Now laughing a few more times, you will definitely not laugh when you're." Ian was also confident in winning. He is not a gentleman, nor the kind of personality that is not regrettable.
Because of this. The guardian mantra will be Ian's lore card.
Don't say any insidious.
The limits of magic may only be nine levels and nine paragraphs, but this is not the limit of the wizard. The little wizard has always believed in himself than the nine wizards -this is what people who know him can predict, Unfortunately, now this young Abulis. Dumbledore apparently knew nothing about Ian.
"Self -confidence is a good thing, but ... little devil, excessive self -confidence will be destroyed." The young Albulis. Dumbledore still does not know what he is going to face.
He was comfortable and relaxed with the little wizard, and the two entered the house that had been reset. As you thought in their hearts, the must -see house seemed to be given life, and quickly changed a vast corner field. It is a towering stone wall, and the center is an empty battle area.
It is covered with soft fine sand to reduce the impact during the duel. Of course, this is meaningless for the wizard, but at least it does seem to have such a sense of duel.
"Are you ready?"
The two stood at both ends of the corner field, and the distance between each other was just right.
They each raised the wand in their hands, and the tip of the rod gently pointed, as if to pay tribute to this ancient magic place, and it was also an indispensable preparation link before the start of the duel.
"Bow before the duel."
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
The young Albus. Dumbledore reminded Ian with a smile.
He took the lead in demonstration.
However.
After raising his head, he looked slightly.
"How do you take the wand's posture so strange ..." The young Abulis. Dumbledore found that Ian stood up, as weird as it was sandwiched between the fingers.
He has never seen anyone like this ... to get a wand with a comparison.
"Sorry, you bow, and I subconsciously remembered a old man." Although Ian said so, he did not switch his gesture to take his wand.
"To be honest, generally I will not duel with your ghost at this age." The young Abuli. Dumbledore nodded, but didn't hear any weirdness in Ian's words.
He just stared at Ian with deep and deep eyes.
"However, you obviously become an exception ... Although you look at the age of the most second grade in the first grade, but I feel a breath that makes me feel palpitated in your body."
"This is worthy of my curiosity." Then, the young Albulis. Dumbledore and Ian finished the ritual together, and then he raised his magic wand almost at the same time with Ian.
"Except your weapon."
The two also performed spells at the same time. However, the young Abulis. Dumbledore ignored the little wizard opposite, and ignored the little wizard to lift his wand.
He pointed his wand to the left side, and no one existed, only a piece of gravel land. The turbulent red light of the disarmament suddenly stirred in the air.
It seemed to collide with what power.
It was indeed a collision between the two spells.
The red light is stunned.
The other curse that seemed to be hidden in the air also revealed the color. The red light collided with each other, inspiring the dazzling sparks, as if two meteors hit violently in the air.
There was a strong magic fluctuations in the air, and even the surrounding air trembled. The fine sand trembled gently on the ground, as if even the earth was trembling for this magic.
"You are really insidious."
The young Albus. Dumbledore stared at Ian, who was born with a smile. The Inene who was ignored by him was also turned into a dissipated cloud smoke at the same time.
"His, this trick was for the first time to be seen." Ian maintained his magic output, and his light of his disbest Mantra began to press the young Albuli Dumbledore.
Today's old principal.
Obviously, it has not reached the magic of the limits of the world.
At this point.
The little wizard occupies the advantage of heaven.
but.
In this regard, the young Albus. Dumbledore was not nervous. Seeing Ian's disarm's mantra pouring towards himself, he just waved his arm suddenly and led the magic to smashing elsewhere.
"Boom!"
A large audience has been affected and suddenly burst. Fortunately, there are no audiences on it, otherwise the audience will definitely turn into the sky with the stone scum with those stones.
"If you treat me as the turbid bones you encounter, I think you will only lose." Young Abulis. Dumbledore's curse speed is very fast.
Almost after Ian's magic orientation was directed elsewhere, he immediately got up another magic. The turbulent red flames also pressed the sky like a huge wave in the silent casting.
"Lieyang Zhengtu!"
Ian also did not give up. Although he was insidious, he really got a bit arrogant in his heart. He chose to use the same type of magic and touched the same type of magic.
I only see.
The flame intertwined and collided in the air, making the deafening roar and crackling sound, as if the two anger's natural power was competing with each other.
They fly and bloom in the air, like a grand firework performance. The heat wave rolled, even the air seemed to be ignited, becoming hot and distorted.
The stone wall around the horned field looks particularly hard and cold under the reflection of the flame.
"What a magnificent magic ... make people shudder. Even now I am not as unique magic of you, so ... please answer me seriously."
The two flames gradually revealed the clue of victory in each other in each other. However, after the flames of Albus.
The sound of this outstanding young man has not changed. He was holding a wand, like a walk in the leisure, and walked out of the fire from Ian.
His eyes were flashing.
It looks like a flat boat in the fire.
Seemingly shaking.
However, he still resisted the invasion of the flame.
"My school brother, no, let me think about it, maybe I should call you, my in the future ... apprentice, are you a silent person who successfully got rid of destiny?"
The words are not amazing.
When asking this.
The young Albus. Dumbledore's obvious expression was a lot more serious.
Those eyes were almost serious and stared at the little wizard. How do you say that he would misunderstand so. After all, as a wizard who grew up different from ordinary people from a young age, young Abulis. Of course, it is difficult for a normal wizard to be at the age of Ian. It has a lot of magic than him.
Fight with Ian.
Feel the horrible magic of Ian.
Young Abuli. Dumbledore clearly felt the gap between lakes and the sea. However, he didn't care about this, and he was not even in the traces of Eyan's magic.
At this moment.
He only cares whether Ian's unusual magic is like he guessed.
It is the front line ... the hope he can see.
(End of this chapter)