The card draw starts in Azkaban

"Expelliarmus."

"Expelliarmus."

"Expelliarmus."

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In a classroom with only two people, Harry panted and used Expelliarmus three times, but was blocked by Du Wei's "armor protection". His head was covered with sweat, and even his eyes were almost burning with sweat.

Can't open it.

Duwei was moving quickly, and he didn't even wave his wand.

"No, you can't do this!"

Duwei shouted seriously. Harry was already a little exhausted, but Duwei had just started.

"Now imagine that you are opposite me, I am a werewolf, how do I remind you during class?

Don't ask werewolves to get close to you! When they are in human form, they are tall, fierce and bloodthirsty!

After they become werewolves, the claws on their hands are their main weapons. To deal with wizards, you can use the disarming spell, but the disarming spell is not omnipotent. Do you understand, Harry!

Don't be stupid and use this 'Expelliarmus' again. I don't have a weapon. What are you going to get rid of, my claws?

Take stock of the situation, kid!

Don't be dogmatic. How do you disarm someone who only has claws and no wand?

Or, kid, tell me, what is the weapon?

What about 'Obstacles'? What about 'Strange'? Only know one move, 'Expelliarmus', Harry?"

As Duwei spoke, he dodged another shot of Harry's "Expelliarmus", approached Harry, and slapped his hand. Harry was in pain and screamed "Ah", and the wand

fell down.

Duwei took the wand.

The physical version of Expelliarmus.

Harry was frightened. He covered the back of his hand with his hand, looked at the professor, and backed away.

Du Wei then said: "Okay, the first training is over, Harry, you have a big problem."

He threw the wand to Harry and said: "There are many obstacles, your legs are frozen and you are stuck. These spells you have learned, you don't know how to use them at all."

When facing werewolves, we must first limit the enemy's size, right?

You can not hurt the enemy, but you can't be hurt by the enemy, understand? You need to form your own duel routine. Even if you only know two magic spells, you have to cast them well and be able to deal with the enemy, instead of like now,

All he does is use Expelliarmus stupidly."

Du Wei said sternly.

Looking at the serious professor, Harry was a little scared and nodded.

Duwei looked at Harry and realized that he was just a thirteen-year-old child. This was the reason why Duwei could forgive him, but it would not be the reason for the Death Eaters to let him go.

The enemy will not let you go because of your age.

With a sigh, Duwei completely entered the role, and he touched Harry's head.

Looking at the gentle "Professor Lupin", Harry obviously relaxed.

He almost fell to the ground.

Several white cards fell on the ground. Du Wei ignored them. He estimated that the most common white cards were "Expelliarmus" and "Lows". These were not the cards Du Wei wanted. They were what he wanted.

It's Zika.

What he wants is Zika, the God-calling guardian.

He wants to teach Harry the purple card, and then explode the cards infinitely, and he will be able to do so soon.

"How's it going, Harry, how do you feel?"

Duwei asked Harry. Harry Potter was breathing heavily. He felt very strange. The last time he dueled with someone was at the dueling club run by Professor Lockhart. Unfortunately, Lockhart was a liar.

He didn't have the ability to establish a dueling club at all, so he and Malfoy faced off once, and they were noobs at each other.

Duel Club also didn't show the results it should have.

Lockhart went to the hospital, and the dueling club ended without a cure. Duwei looked at Harry's magical dueling ability. He was even in a hurry in a duel with rules. If he encountered an unruly death duel, it would be really a mess.

!

Harry was not even skilled at casting spells to move the tables and chairs in the room.

What does this mean?

This shows that he also has problems controlling his own magic power.

They are all loopholes.

Duwei looked at Harry, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Let's stop here tonight, Harry, organize your class schedule carefully. When you don't have to train in the evening, you can come to the teacher's lounge or my bedroom.

Find me.

I heard you're an athlete? Hmm? Quirky Seeker?

Brilliant, Harry, I mean, you're just like your father, you're both great people."

Harry wiped the sweat from his head. His throat hurt, as if it was on fire, his lungs seemed to explode, and his head hurt.

He had never cast so many spells at once before, nor had he thought about combining spells, nor had he thought that a magic duel requires not only spell casting, but also steps and timing, all of which require brains and courage.

Plus experience.

He is very lacking.

In Duwei's opinion, Harry lacks brains and experience.

Like the current Head of the Auror Office, he is a general who goes into battle. It is appropriate for him to enter Gryffindor. He has courage and friendship.

I just lack some brains.

A little bit of a flaw.

Looking at Harry like this, Duwei somehow felt a voice in his head.

'Harry, you are kind and loyal, but why do you have no brains?'

But does it matter?

Du Wei thinks this is not important.

Dealing with Voldemort also requires no brains.

After Voldemort was resurrected, he also lost his mind. From a handsome villain with amazing charisma, he became a complete fool - an invincible fool who could only use the Unforgivable Curse.

As Voldemort's opponent, Harry does not need to have brains. Wherever he needs brains, Dumbledore has taken care of it for him.

What Harry has now is enough.

Just by having the courage and daring to sacrifice this beautiful quality, Harry surpassed most people. Duwei looked at him with pity, as if he were looking at a fat pig being fattened and ready to be slaughtered.

Harry also asked the first question.

Yes, Duwei's motivation for asking Harry to study with him was, on the one hand, to tell him that the world was dangerous and that he needed to train Harry. The other reason was that Harry could ask him a question after each study session.

Godfather and godson were all manipulated by Du Wei using the same tricks.

After coughing violently, Duwei took out the potion on time and drank it. Harry did not pay attention to the potion. He stared at Duwei expectantly and asked: "Professor, do you really know my parents? They are

What kind of person?"

He stared at "Professor Lupine" seriously, wanting to get the answer.

This question has been stuck in his mind for many years.

He couldn't get much information from his aunt and uncle, and the rest of the people didn't tell him the news.

He could only get this information through "Professor Lupin".

Duwei looked at Harry, squatted down and said, "Yes, I know them, and I am one of their best friends. As for what kind of people they are?

Harry, your mother, Lily Potter, is the kindest person I have ever met. She is brave, kind, and sincere. Although she has a little problem, who doesn't have it? Harry.

As for your father, go and look in the mirror. Your father is as youthful as you. You are very similar to your father. You both have endless strength, you both have good friendships, and you are both liked by others.

, of course, you are also a little bit amazing.

Professor Severus Snape doesn't even like you."

After Duwei finished speaking with a smile, he was about to leave, but Harry called "Professor Lupin" from behind.

The second question came up.

"Professor, why does Snape hate me? Is it really because my father didn't deal with him in school and he took his anger out on me?"

Harry asked from behind.

Duwei did not look back, he waved his hand in a smart way and said: "This is the second question, Harry, you need to take my second class before I can tell you.

But I want to remind you, Harry, please call him Professor Snape. He is a good Potions teacher, and we should have some respect for the teacher, right?"

Harry watched "Professor Lupine" leave. As he was leaving, "Professor Lupine" suddenly turned around and threw out a piece of chocolate, as if he had remembered something.

Harry caught the chocolate in a hurry.

"Eat more chocolate, Harry. You are not in the right state to face dementors. Stay away from those monsters."

He said to Harry: "Remember what Dumbledore said, don't use the invisibility cloak to wander in front of the dementors. Those monsters are inherently unforgiving."

Harry was still looking at "Professor Lupin" stupidly. There were so many things that happened tonight, so much that his brain was about to explode. His mind was still confused.

He guessed correctly, Professor Luping was indeed a good friend of his parents and one of his father's best friends.

Harry was full of questions, but they had agreed that there could only be one opportunity to ask questions during one training session. His opportunity to ask questions this time was over. If he wanted to ask questions, he could only wait until next week.

But how could he wait until next week?

This is torture!

Not only did his questions not disappear because of this inquiry, but they became more numerous.

Harry was a little anxious. On his way back to the Gryffindor common room, a bold idea suddenly came to his mind.

What if, he means, what if, if he compresses time, yes, he compresses all kinds of time, throws away Quidditch training, throws away rest time, and comes here to train three to two times a week?

Can he get more information?

Why isn't this possible?

Thinking of this, Harry felt like he had opened the door to a new century.

In order to get the answer in your heart, why not?