Tom was a little confused.
Why did Dumbledore call Levander up to spar with him?
Wasn't it to practice the Disarming Charm before starting the two-on-two sparring?
However, judging by Dumbledore's intentions, it seemed that he and Levander were to give it their all.
"Professor, when Tom and I enrolled, we learned a lot of other spells besides the Disarming Charm.
Can they all be used this time?"
Levander suddenly asked. Dumbledore smiled and said, "Of course.
I remembered that and asked you two to spar. I sent you a lot of books before the semester started, so I really want to see what you two have learned from them."
Dumbledore's words made the other students in the classroom think a lot.
What did he mean?
Dumbledore sent books to Levander and Tom before the semester started?
In other words, Levander and Tom were already acquainted with Dumbledore before the semester started... which was not surprising.
Dumbledore had been the one to pick up many young Muggle-born wizards.
But Dumbledore also said he'd send them books and wanted to see what they'd learned...
This was thought-provoking.
In other words, Dumbledore had already been mentoring them before the start of the school year!
What kind of background could have allowed a busy Dumbledore to find the time to mentor them, not to mention sending them books?
And... was Dumbledore choosing this moment to speak in support of Levander and the others?
"That's great... Tom, give it your all. Let me see how much you've improved these days."
Levander's expression grew serious.
Tom narrowed his eyes slightly.
Through Levander and Dumbledore's conversation, he finally understood what they were up to.
They were planning an exhibition match!
"Then you better be careful..."
Levander said seriously.
"Don't worry, I never underestimate any opponent..."
Tom's heart tightened at this.
Was this guy planning to get serious?
Remembering how Levander had slain the heavily armored troll last night, as if it were a chicken, Tom couldn't help but feel a little panicked.
But Dumbledore was right beside him; Levander should know his limits!
With this thought, Tom finally felt a sense of ease. The two men stood face to face, each bowing slightly.
Everyone held their breath, watching them in silence.
Dumbledore's words piqued their curiosity.
Everyone wanted to see what Levander and Tom had learned from Dumbledore!
"Three, two, one, go!"
The countdown ended.
"Bang!"
Two red spells collided in mid-air, creating a loud explosion!
Dumbledore saw this and immediately waved his hand, saying, "Everyone, stand back a little..."
Everyone stepped aside, and Dumbledore, wand raised, stood directly in front of them.
Truly, the sparring between the two men seemed a bit unexpected...
At this moment, the two fiery spells collided in mid-air, seemingly fused together.
Tom felt an immense heaviness in his grip, but he dared not relax, for if he did, his spell would be shattered…
A faint smile crossed Levid's face.
Tom was truly gifted; in just a short while, his spells had already improved so dramatically.
Levid could certainly have knocked Tom's wand away from the start, but since this was just an exhibition match, he couldn't end it so easily.
He had to let Tom give it his all!
The fight between the two of them needed to be entertaining, or Dumbledore's efforts would have been wasted.
With this thought, Levid raised his wand lightly, and the two clashing spells suddenly broke apart.
Tom, startled, quickly cast a Stunning Spell.
Levid flicked his wand, and the Stunning Spell was easily deflected, striking the ceiling and creating a small crater.
It was clear that Tom had truly given it his all.
Seeing how easily his Stunning Spell was deflected, Tom knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer today unless he got creative.
So, while Levvid was about to deflect the spell and strike back, Tom swung his wand downward with all his might.
"Swoosh!"
"Swirl!"
With a low incantation, a gust of wind surged forward, sweeping towards Levvid!
Levvid remained unfazed, his wand sweeping lightly across the air once more.
Then, the sweeping wind silently split in two!
The wind swept past Levvid's side, sending the cushions flying and crashing hard into the wall behind him.
But Levvid remained as steady as a rock, not even the hem of his school robes moving.
Tom had anticipated the spell's ineffectiveness, but his intention wasn't to knock Levvid down in the first place!
"Mist!"
Tom chanted.
A white mist quickly emerged from the tip of his wand, swept along by the wind, and rushed towards Levvid's face.
Although his magic power was not strong enough to fill the entire classroom with fog like Levander did when he dealt with the witch party that night.
But this limited fog, with the help of the strong wind, instantly blocked Levander's way!
In other words, during the few seconds when the fog was divided by Levander with the strong wind, Levander's vision was blocked!
And in order to see Levander's position clearly, this fog only covered Levander's upper body!
As long as you see Levander's legs, you can locate his position!
The enemy is in the light, and we are in the dark! Now is the time!
The moment Tom saw Levander being obscured by the white fog, the wand in his hand kept shaking.
Every shake of the wand was a perfect disarming spell.
In this situation that requires intensive attacks, using only the simplest spell is actually the best choice!
Because it can make the attack frequency faster!
Furthermore, to prevent Levander from judging the impact of his spells, Tom didn't just stand there while attacking.
He constantly adjusted his position!
Red spells shot into the white mist.
Judging by the position of Levander's legs, he didn't move!
This meant that all the Disarming Spells must have hit!
But Tom's brows began to furrow.
If the Disarming Spells had hit, why hadn't Levander's wand flown towards him?
How could there be no movement after seven or eight Disarming Spells?
Just as Tom was momentarily distracted, a similarly red spell came hurtling towards him!
Tom tilted his head, narrowly avoiding the spell.
Then, Tom felt a little paralyzed.
He had intended to block Levander's vision and seize the opportunity to attack.
Unexpectedly, in that moment of distraction, the opponent's counterattack arrived.
After all, the white mist blocking Levander's vision also obscured Tom's own vision!
And Levander had used only silent spells!
As a result, Tom, obscured by the white fog, had no idea when Levid's attack would strike, or where it would come from!
Only then did Tom realize he was getting a little carried away. His opponent was Levid!
A few disarming spells couldn't even force him to move, and he was still expecting to disarm him?
Tom, Tom, how could you so easily imagine you could defeat Levid right now?
Tom lamented, dodging Levid's spells.
However, he quickly stopped thinking about it.
He noticed that whenever he thought he couldn't dodge, Levid's spell would miss...
Was this... a showdown?
Overwhelmed, Tom finally remembered the whole point of this fight: to fight well!
In other words, Levid wasn't going to defeat him right away.
No wonder Levid had let so many opportunities slip by...
So, Tom stopped dodging and angrily launched a counterattack.
Just as he'd expected, Levid's attacks slowed down, giving him a chance to strike back!
Moreover, Li Weide's curse was much lighter than before...
With this, Tom, who had been at a disadvantage, was now, at least on the surface, evenly matched.
After several more exchanges, the mist gradually dissipated.
Tom was surprised to discover a small shield floating in front of Levander.
It turned out that the shield had blocked all my Disarming Spells... but where did he get the shield?
Levander gently waved his left hand, and the shield returned to its original shape.
A feather fluttered to the ground...
Tom's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Transfiguration... but where did he get the feather?"
Tom was surprised, but his hands did not stop moving.
Moreover, this time he did not use spells like Disarming Spell.
Tom had tried and found no victory.
So, he used whatever spell was most powerful.
After all, Levander had ordered him to attack with all his might; the rhythm of this exhibition match was controlled by Levander.
"Flying sand and rocks!"
"Obstacles!"
And Levander, on the other side, was not going to stand still and take the beating.
His spells were all silent, but their power and imposingness rivaled Tom's.
With a tacit understanding between them, the battle between the two became outrageous...
Their spells constantly collided in the air, causing the entire classroom to shake!
Even the solid floor seemed to shatter under the force of their spells.
In reality, Tom's spells couldn't have caused such destructive power.
This was all intentional by Levvid for visual effect...
After all, his magical power was far greater than Tom's.
At this moment, the students watching the battle, both Slytherin and Gryffindor, were completely speechless.
It was a battle between Levvid and Tom, and it was terrifying to watch.
How could two first-years fight with such a whirlwind of momentum?
Witnessing their abnormal strength, the Slytherin purebloods, who had been planning to confront them, paled in fear.
Against such perverts... two of them at that... could we really win?
Charlie, Henry, and Alphard, the other members of the small team, were all beaming with joy as they watched their battle!
Henry and Alphard were especially delighted...because Tom had said they could become as strong as him!
The thought of being able to make sand and rocks fly with a single blow in the future... they were so excited that their noses were about to burst.
Anne was equally inspired by their performance.
No matter what, she was determined to win them over to Mr. Grindelwald's side!
On the Gryffindor side, McLaggen, who had just been brooding over her defeat, now had lost all color. She had originally thought her defeat was just a momentary mistake, but now it seemed...
Tom hadn't used even 10% of his strength against her!
This realization filled her with shame and humiliation...
The strength she had always prided herself on was so weak in front of those two...
And Dumbledore, standing before the students, had a strange glint in his eyes.
Honestly, by this point, both Tom and Levid had left him deeply shocked.
Dumbledore knew they were playing an exhibition match, but…originally, he'd assumed that these two, no matter how talented they were, would only exchange defensive spells like Disarming and Stunning Charms.
After all,they were only around eleven years old and probably hadn't even begun to develop their magical powers.
But the reality was…these two first-years displayed the aura of elite Aurors fighting…and the spells they used were all from the books he'd sent them.
The sheer volume of spells they'd mastered in such a short time was beyond Dumbledore's expectations!
He knew Levid was blessed with ancient magic, so his strength wasn't surprising, but what about Tom?
Tom hadn't been with Levid for long, yet his strength had soared!
This undoubtedly astonished Dumbledore.
He'd never seen such immense power in an eleven-year-old wizard.
Yet, when he saw the ground shattered by the magic, his mouth twitched.
These are thousand-year-old stone bricks...
"Ten Thousand Bullets!"
Tom chanted a spell, and the shattered brick fragments shot towards Levander like bullets!
Levander swirled his wand, slowing the incoming stones and spinning them around his head.
"Flocks of Birds!"
The stones instantly transformed into birds, shooting towards Tom at an even faster speed!
Tom, startled, quickly flicked his wand to the side, pulling a desk toward him, shielding him.
"Bang!"
The desk shattered instantly!
The onlookers gasped.
If this had hit a person...
Tom was also shocked.
It's over...
Levander, that bastard, is actually going all out!
What if I can't resist...
Wade, don't be impulsive!
Surrender and lose half the battle?
However, before he could recover from the sudden surge of power,the shattered desks suddenly deformed violently! They transformed into a massive net!
Tom was shocked, but it was impossible to hide at this time.
A huge net directly covered Tom's entire body!
"Petrified!"
"Bang!"
Tom was instantly petrified, and then fell to the ground like a stone statue.
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