Harry Potter: The Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

Boulder attacked again with five of his men.

Although the wound on the boulder's arm was temporarily healed, the shattered bones inside still needed to be treated by St. Mungo.

As a result, he was now unable to unleash the powerful fairy magic at all, and could only direct the remaining five people to continue the attack.

"Cancel the Transfiguration first!Are you going to let the elephant crush us?" the boulder commanded in a high-pitched, hoarse voice, "And the shield charm! Don't stop!

"Whip up a puddle of water under his feet!Hammer freeze the water conjured up by the tongs!Make him have no way out!" The

two goblins hurriedly complied, and a large puddle of water suddenly appeared in the clearing under Conno's feet, and as soon as he jumped onto the wall, he found that the clearing under his feet had turned into an ice crystal, extremely smooth.

"Magic is magical, is there anything else, show me more magic!" said Conno, quipping with his fingers at the cracks in the wall.

Boulder cursed, "Damn! Damn! Jack! Whisper a curse at him! I don't want to hear him!"

"Quietus!"

A subtle fluctuation permeated Conno, and he suddenly found himself unable to make a sound, not even a lion's roar.

Seeing that Conno opened his mouth but no sound came out, the boulder's expression was shocked, "I understand! Sure enough, that's the case! Don't use those directional magics! Smash Lao Tzu with a big fireball! I don't believe he can dodge!"

A large fireball, a large ball of water, a whirring whirlwind, all kinds of range magic are beckoning to Conno.

Conno continued to move nimbly on the wall of the cul-de-sac, the expression on his face growing more and more excited.

There are all kinds of magic here, and many of these magic can directly restrain his martial arts skills.

Like the air shield that Newt released last time that could not be broken by brute force, and the magic that could directly invalidate his lion's roar this time, he felt that this magical world was more interesting than he imagined.

He suddenly felt like a boss, and the six people opposite him were players who had come to farm the boss in a group.

Unfortunately, they should have chosen some less difficult bosses instead of attacking them hard.

"That's funny!" said Conno, smiling on his face.

Although he didn't make a sound, the smile still made the six people opposite him feel chills.

They had basically tried their best to attack Conno, but they couldn't even touch the corners of Conno's clothes.

Boulder returned from his original smugness to his current horror, and looked at the two wizards next to him who were sweating profusely, "Will you suppress the spell? His speed is too fast! It must be limited!"

"Won't ......" The two wizards shook their heads in unison.

"Damn!" he cursed again, and a retreat was already forming in his heart.

Now in his eyes, Conno is even more terrifying than the fire dragon.

At least the dragon is large and doesn't move so fast, and can be limited by a variety of magic.

Conno, on the other hand, is so nimble that even if the ground is frozen, he can still dodge magical attacks.

"Tsk...... Someone is coming, and it looks like it's time to wrap it up. Conno sighed with some regret as he kicked the wall beneath his feet.

He took advantage of the momentum of kicking out to assume a posture of leaning on the iron mountain, and slammed into the cover.

The whole hood was just slammed into a huge gap.

Neither the boulder nor the others expected Conno to approach them so quickly, and their faces were immediately full of panic.

Conno smiled brightly, like a child who had just finished enjoying a cake.

Zi said: Friends come from afar, how can you not be happy? Friends, I had a great time today! Magic is fun!"

The word "funny" was shouted in the form of a lion's roar, and a wave of sound instantly filled the entire hood.

The cover, which was already full of cracks, finally failed to carry this lion's roar and was shattered.

The boulder and his men fell to the ground, twisting and rolling as if they had been tortured.

"There's the voice! hurry!" a few anxious voices came from across the alley.

Conno clasped his fists at the people who fell to the ground, "Goodbye! We'll play again next time we have a chance!"

The boulder covered one of his ears and struggled to get up and look at Conno.

I saw Kong Nuo turn over and rise up, and climb all the way down the wall to the highest point of the roof, and then disappear after a rise and fall.

The boulder lay on the ground with its eyes wide open and its mouth open, and in the eyes that gradually lost their highlights, several pairs of ......feet in leather shoes were reflected

The sunset has come to the full moon.

Holding a cup of chocolate hazelnut peanut crushed sundae, Conno stirred as he watched the passers-by come and go.

"Connoe!" Williamson threw himself on the table, sweating profusely, "It's good that you're here, you scared us to death!"

Prout was not much better than Williamson, slumped on his stool, and said breathlessly, "We just passed an alley, guess what we saw?"

"I don't know." Conno continued to stir the sundae, "I just bumped into six friends who were patronizing and catching up on the old days, not noticing what was going on.

Prout lowered his voice and said, "I just saw the security wizards go into the alley and lift the boulder out of it!"

"That scene was terrible! They didn't know which wizard was attacking with psychic magic, and their ears were bleeding from the ears.

"It's the first time I've seen a boulder so crazy, and it's always there, 'Monster! That's a monster!' he's gone! "

And then?" asked Conno, as he rolled out a large spoonful of the sundae and put it in his mouth, a little slurred.

"I guess they'll be sent to St. Mungo, right? Elves are a wandless race, and it is normal for them to be so badly injured, not to mention that the boulder is still a goblin that can tame a fire dragon.

Conno commented disapprerovingly: "My assessment is false, it is possible that the scar on his hand was not burned by the fire dragon, but accidentally lit himself when he was baking the biscuit."

"By the way, this is the receipt that Mr. Patchy gave you, and the package will be delivered exactly to the address you provided. Williamson handed a piece of parchment to Conno.

He pulled out his chair and sat down, "Mr. Conno, are you actually a member of the Hogwarts staff?"

"Well, sort of?" Conno stretched out his finger and began to calculate, "The book for the martial arts class is also ready, and it is being printed now, and I will buy a wand later, and the preparations before the start of school should be about the same." "

Wu ...... Martial arts class?" Williamson leaned out and moved his chair to Connor's side, "You're the martial arts professor at Hogwarts' new martial arts class?"