"Professor Baker! Professor Baker!"
At six o'clock on Sunday morning, when the sky was just getting light, "Professor Baker", who had been feeling lack of energy recently and was sleeping, was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.
"What's going on?"
He couldn't help rubbing his head, then quickly got up, changed his pajamas into formal clothes, and left his bedroom. He ran to the door of the office and opened it - the dormitory of the classroom is usually set up inside the office and separated from the office open to students.
As the door was pulled open, he saw a young face full of anxiety, so he immediately recognized the identity of the visitor - it was Baron Shafik, a first-year student. This Slytherin student performed very well in his class and impressed him.
"What's wrong, Mr. Shafik? Don't be anxious, talk slowly and explain the matter clearly."
He said in a gentle tone, trying not to cause extra anxiety to the student.
"My friend, Ken, he was sucked into a black crystal ball in front of me!!" There was a hint of crying in Baron's anxious voice.
"What?! What exactly happened?"
"We...we found a secret room on the eighth floor, which contains many novel magic items...Originally we just wanted to explore it, but when Ken picked up a black crystal ball, he...he..."
"He was suddenly sucked in! Like a ball of water, he was stretched out and then sucked in...The crystal ball is very heavy, I can't lift it; and I can't knock on Professor Flitwick's door...Please save Ken!"
"Take me there immediately." The fake Baker was shocked when he heard this, and then he ordered Baron seriously, and then he ran while comforting him: "Don't worry too much, the crystal ball may have been cast with a traceless extension spell, so that Mr. Ken who touched it could be sucked in. It is almost impossible to bring real black magic items into Hogwarts. So your friend should be fine, just trapped..."
As they spoke, they had already run up the stairs and came to the eighth floor. Baron quickly ran to a section of empty wall and walked back and forth three times, and a smooth door suddenly appeared on it.
"So it's this room."
Fake Baker looked much more relaxed: "I know this place, the things inside shouldn't be dangerous... Wait, why do I vaguely remember that we seemed to have met here once..."
He frowned slightly, feeling that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it anyway, so he could only temporarily put it behind his mind and concentrate on dealing with the situation at hand. After Baron opened the door, he followed Baron in and saw the black crystal ball placed in the middle of an open space at a glance.
"That's it!"
Baron showed a look of horror and hid behind the fake Baker involuntarily.
Fake Baker looked at the smooth and deep black crystal ball and was stunned for a moment. For some reason, he felt a little familiar. But he ignored these inexplicable feelings, walked straight forward, took out his wand and carefully examined the crystal ball.
"It seems to be a prophecy crystal ball, the material is very strong, incredibly strong..."
"No, I can't see through it. I can't tell if there is any traceless stretching space inside..."
He took a few steps forward, half squatted, and touched the crystal ball directly with the tip of the wand. But when he was about to cast a further inspection spell, a sudden feeling of weakness broke out from his body, sweeping across his whole body, making him feel a little tired even to stand up...
"Poison?!"
Fake Baker turned his head in astonishment and tried to look at Baron, but before he could put his words into practice, he heard a loud shout from behind: "Disarm you!"
The combat experience accumulated over the years was immediately stimulated. Fake Baker forced out a little strength and kicked his legs hard, jumping up like a locust, dodging the disarming spell while turning around in mid-air, just in time to see Baron holding the wand, pointing at him with a serious face.
"Mr. Shafik! What are you doing..."
Suddenly, a red light suddenly burst out from a place only a few meters away from him, hitting his body hard, knocking him back, and at the same time making the wand in his hand fly out involuntarily, but it disappeared strangely in mid-air!
"There is another person?!"
Fake Baker shook his right hand, and another wand slipped out of his sleeve and was held in his hand. Then he waved it hard, and was about to summon a large piece of fire to force the invisible enemy out, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, followed by a strong sense of fatigue, almost making him faint on the spot!
"Curse! Targeting mental power! On the ground!"
Not far away, Avada, who had just put the disarmed wand into his arms and cast the Disillusionment Charm, was watching the fake Baker's reaction with bated breath. At the same time, Professor Baker's voice flashed in his memory:
[As first-year wizards, the biggest gap between you and the Aurors, in addition to the number and skills of magic, is physical and mental strength. An Auror with sufficient physical strength and spirit can easily exhaust you without attacking, just defending. Therefore, the first thing to do to defeat my fragment is to weaken his physical and mental strength. ]
[Toxins and curses are undoubtedly the best choices. As long as you take the antidote in advance and release the counter-curse on yourself, they will not have any effect on you. But there is also a disadvantage to doing so, that is, it is too easy to be detected. However, if it is done properly, this perception can also be used...]
[I have created a skill in my adventure career and named it "double casting" - it allows me to use two wands in battle and release unrelated magic at the same time without interfering with each other. This is also one of my trump cards that can always defeat strong enemies. Therefore, you must knock down my first wand at the beginning of the battle so that I can't use this skill, otherwise you will face the pressure... Don't think about ending the battle with spells like coma spells right at the beginning. The power of your spells is not enough to make me lose the ability to resist directly.]
After falling into a disadvantage, I should first use the bubble head spell to isolate the poison, and then use the transformation to create a sling to stick to the ceiling, and fly in the air like a monkey to get rid of the curse on the ground, and quickly heal myself while gaining air superiority. In this case, you need.
The next moment, the sleeves of the fake Baker suddenly spread out, turning into several slings that shot upwards and stuck firmly to the ceiling. The ropes pulled his body into the air, and he moved flexibly in the air to avoid attacks, giving him time to cast a bubble head curse on his head.
"Mr. Shafik, what are you doing? Why are you doing this?"
Fake Baker asked in a deep voice, looking down at Baron on the ground. Baron said nothing, constantly changing his position while firing small, harmless curses upwards.
Suddenly, several powerful spells shot out from behind a pile of debris and went straight for the fake Baker, but he controlled the ropes to dodge.
"I've been on guard against you!"
The fake Baker snorted coldly, "Precise and sophisticated spells... It seems that you forced Mr. Shafik to bring me here to ambush me? Is Hogwarts so easy to infiltrate? It seems that I have to report to the headmaster afterwards..."
"Who are you? A supporter of Ethelred? A Death Eater? Or a subordinate of another dark wizard I have killed?"
The invisible man did not reply, but silently fired powerful spells at the fake Baker, seemingly not caring about the loss of energy at all, forcing the fake Baker, who had not yet fully recovered, to dodge everywhere.
"Like a rat."
He snorted coldly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "It seems that it will take some effort to pull you out."
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