Chapter 58 The Sword Hero and Legacy
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
[Ding, trigger the challenge mission, Gryffindor Legacy Stage 1, Hero of the Sword, get any reward point +[-], blessing: Seeker]
Gao Shan disappeared, and they returned to the original training ground.
Gryffindor stood aside and applauded, and said, "I didn't think you could really get to this point."
"This is the last test, pass the master mode."
Master mode?
John looked at Gryffindor. With his current strength, it is unknown whether he will win or lose in the master mode.
However, he is confident that he can easily pass through the combination of difficult modes again now.
Gryffindor returned all the alchemy equipment to John, and with the help of the amulet, it is possible to pass the master mode.
At the same time, master mode is on.
John thought there would be another doll or something, but saw Gryffindor walk into the middle of the training ground.
"Come on." Gryffindor waved to John.
John was dumbfounded. The object of the master mode is Gryffindor?
I reported that there was a referee here who beat someone.
His heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, even though he was much stronger than the first year now, he didn't feel that he could compete with one of the four founders of Hogwarts.
And this person is Gryffindor who is the best at dueling among the Big Four.
However, he has already passed two hurdles with difficulty, and he cannot stop here.
With heavy steps, John came to the training ground.
Gryffindor stood there with only a branch-like wand in his hand. He chuckled and said, "I admire your courage, don't worry, I am not one out of ten, and I am not as powerful as you imagined."
Gryffindor is very satisfied with John, daring to face the powerful, this is the courage that Gryffindor should have.
Listening to the comforting words of the other party, John felt that the moisture was quite high, but he was also allowed to try it.
"Just a moment please."
John took out the small bag and dug out a bottle of enhancement potion from it.
In Gryffindor's presence, he drank the Enhancement Potion.
Gryffindor didn't take it seriously. Although this kind of behavior of drinking medicine before the battle was a little too cautious, but how much can you drink, little wizard?
For the next half a minute, Gryffindor watched John drink bottles of potions into his stomach.
If John didn't know how to refine Felicity Elixir, he would have already drank it by now.
Potions of Fire Resistance, Potions of Enhancement, Potions of Restoration...
All kinds of potions, as long as they can enhance strength, were all drunk by John.
"I'm ready."
Now John is full of strength, with a sword in his right hand and a wand in his left.
Looking at the figure in front of him, Gryffindor felt as if he was looking in a mirror.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, he raised his wand to his chest, and said with a smile on his face: "I hope your teacher taught you to duel."
Salute to each other before the duel is essential.
At any rate, he had fought a duel with others.
John also raised his wand and put it on his chest. The two saluted each other, turned and walked back.
When counting to ten, John turned around and saw a red light entering his eyes.
The amulet was activated instantly, and the Iron Armor Curse blocked the attack.
John's back was in a cold sweat, so fast.
"Fun little item."
Gryffindor praised, and shot again, he showed John what a dueling master is.
Even though the strength is no longer one in ten, Gryffindor's rich experience still made John suffer a lot.
The amulet on his body was activated again, and John knew that he could not be passively beaten.
He also started to fight back, white light and red light intertwined and shone.
"I am a fire dragon."
The sword was ablaze, John held the sword to split the oncoming red light, and the wand deflected the next attack.
Cooperating left and right, he became more proficient.
Gryffindor narrowed his eyes, and the wand shot a spell, which was picked away by John and blew up the training ground.
The shattered table turned into a big stick and hit John's back.
John, who couldn't react, triggered the amulet and was still thrown into the air. Gryffindor seized the opportunity.
"Thousands of bullets (oppungno)"
The objects in the training ground turned into little birds rushing towards John. John turned around and released the flame spell to block, but some birds still passed through and hit him.
With a pain in his shoulder, John gritted his teeth and persisted.
The left hand released the Shattering Curse and flew towards Gryffindor, which was easily blocked. Gryffindor used the transfiguration backhand to turn the two stools into lions and rushed towards John.
John rolled and dodged while swinging the greatsword. He kept dodging, and Gryffindor hadn't moved a step so far.
"Pay attention to the coordination of your steps, your spells and your frequency."
Gryffindor taught John while attacking, and John heard the words and used the Iron Armor Curse to resist retreating and adjust his attack frequency.
He gasped, and the lightning from the Gryffindor wand turned into a whip.
John parried and dodged, and Gryffindor shot red light again and hit John's wrist.
The Sword of Iron Wick flew out uncontrollably, and just before it fell into the hands of Gryffindor, a gleam flashed in John's eyes.
His wand pointed, and Iron Wick turned and fell.
Gryffindor was forced to back and dodge, and this time, the tempestuous rhythm was finally interrupted.
John got up to attack, and he added points to the transformation without hesitation.
Level 3 Transfiguration made him more handy, pointed out the wand in his hand, and transformed into a puppy biting Gryffindor's calf.
Gryffindor turned and knocked the puppy out, but John's attack had already arrived.
"Fuchsia!"
A shovel dodged the lunges of two lions, and John shot a spell at Gryffindor.
Gryffindor flew back uncontrollably, with his feet up and his head down, as if two hands had grabbed the feet and lifted him up.
As expected of the dueling champion, Gryffindor reacted quickly and attacked John's legs without hesitation.
John's legs froze immediately, and he decisively launched the final blow.
"Expelliarmus! (Expelliarmus)"
"Petrificus Totalus! (Petrificus Totalus)"
The red and white rays of light collided and confronted each other in the air, as if the lightning-like attack pulled fiercely.
John's eyes turned into vertical pupils, and he raised his right hand to aim at Iron Wick's sword.
A wave of magic power was transmitted from the hand, and Ironwick's sword was summoned, as if it had been slammed, and flew straight towards Gryffindor.
Gryffindor was restrained from being able to move, and turned his wand in his hand and shot towards the blade.
Ironwick's sword was bounced away, and Gryffindor was also hit, and his body was frozen and unable to move.
While you are sick it kills you.
John stretched his left arm and swung his wand in a circular motion to cast a spell at Gryffindor.
Gryffindor was knocked out of the air, and his wand was out of his hand.
The lion, which was already close to John, opened its mouth wide and was about to bite it off. At this time, it also turned into two chairs and fell to the ground.
"Okay, you win." Gryffindor froze and couldn't move, he lost.
Although his current strength is not one in ten, and he only attacks with a magic wand.
But if you win, you win, and he won't deny it.
"That Fuchsia charm is fun."
(The Fuchsia was created by Snape, Gryffindor has never seen it)
Released from petrification, Gryffindor stood up like a normal person.
On the other hand, John, the victor, was exhausted. He looked at his right hand, and was still reminiscing about the scene of manipulating Ironwick's sword just now.
"Interesting, I didn't expect you to be able to cast spells without a staff at your age. I underestimated you."
Gryffindor applauded, and John didn't understand how he did it.
At that moment, he seemed to have returned to the previous state where his magic power was rampant.
Scratching his head, John couldn't figure it out, and asked expectantly, "Did I pass it?"
Gryffindor nodded, which excited John.
The legacy of the Big Four is exciting just thinking about it.
Gryffindor said somewhat complacently: "You will get an extremely powerful sword, which is the weapon I use."
"Uh……"
Looking at Gryffindor's confident look, John held back for a long time before saying, "Then what, the sword you're talking about is not Gryffindor's sword, is it?"
"Of course!"
That sword was Gryffindor's favorite, and he specially asked the Goblin King to make a powerful sword.
John wanted to cry, but after so long, it turned out to be the sword of Gryffindor.
That thing is good, but it's in Dumbledore's hands.
You can't grab the sword yourself, can you?
He's not Harry, so he wanted to rebel if he snatched the sword of Gryffindor.
He now feels that Gryffindor is really a pit.
He had no choice but to say, "I've seen that sword before, it's in the hands of Principal Dumbledore."
"Ok?"
Gryffindor was taken aback for a moment. He recalled that he seemed to have indeed given the sword to Hogwarts for safekeeping.
Seeing John's resentful expression, Gryffindor was embarrassed.
"How about... I teach you to forge it yourself?"
Regardless of Gryffindor's carefree appearance, his casting skills are actually very powerful.
As compensation for Gryffindor's sword, Gryffindor's wand waved, and the surrounding scene changed again.
What appeared this time was not a forest or a mountain, but a comfortable room.
This is the room where Gryffindor lived, also known as the Chamber of Secrets.
Inside is all the knowledge he left behind, which is the most precious legacy.
Gao Shan disappeared, and they returned to the original training ground.
Gryffindor stood aside and applauded, and said, "I didn't think you could really get to this point."
"This is the last test, pass the master mode."
Master mode?
John looked at Gryffindor. With his current strength, it is unknown whether he will win or lose in the master mode.
However, he is confident that he can easily pass through the combination of difficult modes again now.
Gryffindor returned all the alchemy equipment to John, and with the help of the amulet, it is possible to pass the master mode.
At the same time, master mode is on.
John thought there would be another doll or something, but saw Gryffindor walk into the middle of the training ground.
"Come on." Gryffindor waved to John.
John was dumbfounded. The object of the master mode is Gryffindor?
I reported that there was a referee here who beat someone.
His heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, even though he was much stronger than the first year now, he didn't feel that he could compete with one of the four founders of Hogwarts.
And this person is Gryffindor who is the best at dueling among the Big Four.
However, he has already passed two hurdles with difficulty, and he cannot stop here.
With heavy steps, John came to the training ground.
Gryffindor stood there with only a branch-like wand in his hand. He chuckled and said, "I admire your courage, don't worry, I am not one out of ten, and I am not as powerful as you imagined."
Gryffindor is very satisfied with John, daring to face the powerful, this is the courage that Gryffindor should have.
Listening to the comforting words of the other party, John felt that the moisture was quite high, but he was also allowed to try it.
"Just a moment please."
John took out the small bag and dug out a bottle of enhancement potion from it.
In Gryffindor's presence, he drank the Enhancement Potion.
Gryffindor didn't take it seriously. Although this kind of behavior of drinking medicine before the battle was a little too cautious, but how much can you drink, little wizard?
For the next half a minute, Gryffindor watched John drink bottles of potions into his stomach.
If John didn't know how to refine Felicity Elixir, he would have already drank it by now.
Potions of Fire Resistance, Potions of Enhancement, Potions of Restoration...
All kinds of potions, as long as they can enhance strength, were all drunk by John.
"I'm ready."
Now John is full of strength, with a sword in his right hand and a wand in his left.
Looking at the figure in front of him, Gryffindor felt as if he was looking in a mirror.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, he raised his wand to his chest, and said with a smile on his face: "I hope your teacher taught you to duel."
Salute to each other before the duel is essential.
At any rate, he had fought a duel with others.
John also raised his wand and put it on his chest. The two saluted each other, turned and walked back.
When counting to ten, John turned around and saw a red light entering his eyes.
The amulet was activated instantly, and the Iron Armor Curse blocked the attack.
John's back was in a cold sweat, so fast.
"Fun little item."
Gryffindor praised, and shot again, he showed John what a dueling master is.
Even though the strength is no longer one in ten, Gryffindor's rich experience still made John suffer a lot.
The amulet on his body was activated again, and John knew that he could not be passively beaten.
He also started to fight back, white light and red light intertwined and shone.
"I am a fire dragon."
The sword was ablaze, John held the sword to split the oncoming red light, and the wand deflected the next attack.
Cooperating left and right, he became more proficient.
Gryffindor narrowed his eyes, and the wand shot a spell, which was picked away by John and blew up the training ground.
The shattered table turned into a big stick and hit John's back.
John, who couldn't react, triggered the amulet and was still thrown into the air. Gryffindor seized the opportunity.
"Thousands of bullets (oppungno)"
The objects in the training ground turned into little birds rushing towards John. John turned around and released the flame spell to block, but some birds still passed through and hit him.
With a pain in his shoulder, John gritted his teeth and persisted.
The left hand released the Shattering Curse and flew towards Gryffindor, which was easily blocked. Gryffindor used the transfiguration backhand to turn the two stools into lions and rushed towards John.
John rolled and dodged while swinging the greatsword. He kept dodging, and Gryffindor hadn't moved a step so far.
"Pay attention to the coordination of your steps, your spells and your frequency."
Gryffindor taught John while attacking, and John heard the words and used the Iron Armor Curse to resist retreating and adjust his attack frequency.
He gasped, and the lightning from the Gryffindor wand turned into a whip.
John parried and dodged, and Gryffindor shot red light again and hit John's wrist.
The Sword of Iron Wick flew out uncontrollably, and just before it fell into the hands of Gryffindor, a gleam flashed in John's eyes.
His wand pointed, and Iron Wick turned and fell.
Gryffindor was forced to back and dodge, and this time, the tempestuous rhythm was finally interrupted.
John got up to attack, and he added points to the transformation without hesitation.
Level 3 Transfiguration made him more handy, pointed out the wand in his hand, and transformed into a puppy biting Gryffindor's calf.
Gryffindor turned and knocked the puppy out, but John's attack had already arrived.
"Fuchsia!"
A shovel dodged the lunges of two lions, and John shot a spell at Gryffindor.
Gryffindor flew back uncontrollably, with his feet up and his head down, as if two hands had grabbed the feet and lifted him up.
As expected of the dueling champion, Gryffindor reacted quickly and attacked John's legs without hesitation.
John's legs froze immediately, and he decisively launched the final blow.
"Expelliarmus! (Expelliarmus)"
"Petrificus Totalus! (Petrificus Totalus)"
The red and white rays of light collided and confronted each other in the air, as if the lightning-like attack pulled fiercely.
John's eyes turned into vertical pupils, and he raised his right hand to aim at Iron Wick's sword.
A wave of magic power was transmitted from the hand, and Ironwick's sword was summoned, as if it had been slammed, and flew straight towards Gryffindor.
Gryffindor was restrained from being able to move, and turned his wand in his hand and shot towards the blade.
Ironwick's sword was bounced away, and Gryffindor was also hit, and his body was frozen and unable to move.
While you are sick it kills you.
John stretched his left arm and swung his wand in a circular motion to cast a spell at Gryffindor.
Gryffindor was knocked out of the air, and his wand was out of his hand.
The lion, which was already close to John, opened its mouth wide and was about to bite it off. At this time, it also turned into two chairs and fell to the ground.
"Okay, you win." Gryffindor froze and couldn't move, he lost.
Although his current strength is not one in ten, and he only attacks with a magic wand.
But if you win, you win, and he won't deny it.
"That Fuchsia charm is fun."
(The Fuchsia was created by Snape, Gryffindor has never seen it)
Released from petrification, Gryffindor stood up like a normal person.
On the other hand, John, the victor, was exhausted. He looked at his right hand, and was still reminiscing about the scene of manipulating Ironwick's sword just now.
"Interesting, I didn't expect you to be able to cast spells without a staff at your age. I underestimated you."
Gryffindor applauded, and John didn't understand how he did it.
At that moment, he seemed to have returned to the previous state where his magic power was rampant.
Scratching his head, John couldn't figure it out, and asked expectantly, "Did I pass it?"
Gryffindor nodded, which excited John.
The legacy of the Big Four is exciting just thinking about it.
Gryffindor said somewhat complacently: "You will get an extremely powerful sword, which is the weapon I use."
"Uh……"
Looking at Gryffindor's confident look, John held back for a long time before saying, "Then what, the sword you're talking about is not Gryffindor's sword, is it?"
"Of course!"
That sword was Gryffindor's favorite, and he specially asked the Goblin King to make a powerful sword.
John wanted to cry, but after so long, it turned out to be the sword of Gryffindor.
That thing is good, but it's in Dumbledore's hands.
You can't grab the sword yourself, can you?
He's not Harry, so he wanted to rebel if he snatched the sword of Gryffindor.
He now feels that Gryffindor is really a pit.
He had no choice but to say, "I've seen that sword before, it's in the hands of Principal Dumbledore."
"Ok?"
Gryffindor was taken aback for a moment. He recalled that he seemed to have indeed given the sword to Hogwarts for safekeeping.
Seeing John's resentful expression, Gryffindor was embarrassed.
"How about... I teach you to forge it yourself?"
Regardless of Gryffindor's carefree appearance, his casting skills are actually very powerful.
As compensation for Gryffindor's sword, Gryffindor's wand waved, and the surrounding scene changed again.
What appeared this time was not a forest or a mountain, but a comfortable room.
This is the room where Gryffindor lived, also known as the Chamber of Secrets.
Inside is all the knowledge he left behind, which is the most precious legacy.
