allendalepharm Chapter 349 Harry vs. Hermione
Chapter 349 Harry vs. Hermione
Chapter 349 Harry vs. Hermione
Snape's current temporary residence at Hogwarts is near the Mushroom House in the Forbidden Forest. The "Burrow Plus" is a three-story structure that looks very similar in style to his house in Spider's End Alley.
After Sirius Black settled Snape with Lupin's help, he paced anxiously around the room, scratching his head in frustration from time to time.
Then he saw Lockhart leisurely flipping through Snape's lab notebooks on the table. "You don't seem to be in any hurry?"
His voice rose, "Severus is your friend! I see it in his memories; no matter what you think, he considered you his best friend, his only one!"
Lockhart put down his notebook with a hint of exasperation. "You're always like this, judging others from your own perspective, and then you're always filled with blame and indignation."
"You know, for those of us who really care, like Dumbledore and me, there's some reluctance."
"What else can we do?" Sirius felt utterly powerless. Among the people present, Dumbledore and Lockhart clearly possessed great abilities, yet they seemed to have no intention of saving Snape at all.
"Proving our innocence will only lead us into a vicious cycle, and self-analysis is a very foolish thing to do —" Lockhart muttered, seeing Sirius just staring straight at him with pleading eyes, and seeing Lupin standing somewhat reservedly by the door, looking forward to his intervention, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Okay, okay, let me explain."
He found a place to sit down and gestured for the two of them not to be so anxious. "It just so happens that you are starting to step into the ranks of magic masters. Let me tell you what you should do next."
"I don't want to hear this. I just want to know how that damn Severus can wake up. He—" Sirius was filled with anguish. "I owe him. Damn it, I actually owe him. I didn't even know how to face him for all the things I did to him before, and now—"
Lockhart tapped the table lightly, and a calming magical wave emanated from it, finally silencing the irritable fellow.
"It's the same thing, did you hear me clearly?"
"First of all, there are no so-called magic masters. They have simply entered a realm that is unfamiliar and difficult for everyone to access, thus creating a crushing defeat through a dimensional reduction attack."
"You said that before!" Sirius finally suppressed his temper and listened patiently to every word.
Lohat nodded. "Why is it so hard for others to reach this realm? Because this realm belongs exclusively to you, or rather, it is your life, your soul, and everything you have."
Sirius fell silent.
Yes, ominous, it seemed to be everything about him.
The Black family, his four best friends, his Order of the Phoenix comrades, himself, his godson—scenes of his life surged through his mind, each filled with ominous gloom. He could understand what Lockhart was saying.
"Once you reach this level, you'll find that you can cast one or an entire series of powerful spells, spells that are difficult for others to resist. This is why many people call those of us who have reached this level magic masters."
Sirius immediately thought of the magic he had just mastered—to bring misfortune to his adversaries by granting them his own eternity.
"Then you will discover something amazing. You don't need anyone to teach you. You will find that many magical concepts can be integrated into the magical realm you are exploring and experiencing."
Lockhart made a circle with his hands, "You will instinctively begin to explore more possibilities, constantly expanding your magical domain: Defense Against the Dark Arts, Polymorph, Duel Charms, Life Charms, Potions —"
"Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Voldemort—these three have thoroughly explored this step!"
Lockhart smiled. "As for me, I'm on my way, and my current subject is Transfiguration."
"And you, you're just starting out."
"I think this will give you a clearer idea."
Sirius and Lupin exchanged a glance, filled with amazement, as if a magical world they had never imagined before was slowly unfolding before their eyes.
"On this path, magic is life, and life is magic, so the philosophy of life also becomes the philosophy of magic."
"I think this isn't hard to understand. From the initial understanding upon entering magic school that magic is driven by emotions," to being driven by willpower, to desire, and finally to being driven by life itself, the concept has gradually evolved to this level."
Lockhart's gaze was deep and thoughtful, as if he were looking at some beautiful scene.
Sirius knew that it was a scene from the Sea of Spirits.
"Therefore, every master magician will condense a core, or a principle, a principle of life, a principle of magic."
Lockhart withdrew his light and patiently explained, "Some people know that Grindelwald's slogan when he led the Saints, 'For the greater good,' actually came from Dumbledore, and therefore believe that Dumbledore was someone who only cared about the big picture and didn't care about personal feelings."
"But in daily life, we find that he is so warm and kind, and full of tolerance for many things."
"This seems contradictory; doesn't it feel like something's not right?"
"The answer is actually quite simple: Dumbledore's life and the principle of magic were love."
"Love?" Sirius seemed to be thinking. He and Lupin had followed Dumbledore for a long time and had some fragmented understanding of this.
"Yes, love," Lockhart explained with a smile. "Based on love for the greater good" was his guiding principle.
"Breaking secrecy laws based on love" also falls within the scope of his actions.
"This was also the fundamental reason why he parted ways with Grindelwald back then. Grindelwald's ambition and attitude towards Muggles made him realize that Grindelwald was the kind of person who would violate secrecy laws "for the greater good" based on "hatred."
"This is also why Dumbledore treated Voldemort."
Lockhart looked at Sirius, who suddenly seemed to realize something and was beginning to regret misunderstanding Dumbledore, and smiled slightly. "Speaking of Voldemort, his core is 'me'."
"Everything is for his own sake, and I think you, as experienced Order of the Phoenix warriors, can easily understand that."
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"But please remember what I just said: for wizards at this level, magic is life, and life is magic."
"So his magical core is also me," I explained this idea very clearly in the Duel Club, and the young wizards all understood it.
He knew he hadn't taught in vain when he watched the young wizards analyze the "Serpent God Guardian" and Tom's traits at the Hog's Head Bar.
Finally, let me tell you about myself.
Lockhart couldn't help but recall the scenes since his time travel, feeling somewhat emotional. "At first, it was existence," he said, "but later I always felt a lack of participation. Finally, I realized that it was passion."
The word "passion" permeates all his magic and all his behavioral patterns.
This is a very complex feeling.
"Passionate, vibrant to a certain degree."
"A vibrant life is about no longer living a mediocre and uneventful life, but about finding passion in a magical life and the romance of adventure in a magical existence."
"A vibrant life is about moving from phenomena to reality, truly stepping into the real world, living a life that is no longer illusory, no longer just a superficial fantasy, but a real and wonderful life."
"A vibrant life means no longer feeling so alone as if you are the only one in the world, but rather a member of society, always surrounded by the inspiration of life."
"Vibrant life is the very essence of life; we live, we live brilliantly, we live with vitality, we live with all possibilities."
This is his time-traveling life, this is his magic, his fairytale adventure.
Lockhart gestured towards the room, "Dumbledore felt love in Severus's sacrifice for you just now, and he knows that Severus is filled with the power of love at this moment."
"And I, I felt Severus's vitality, which was so exceptionally strong at this moment."
He smiled and spread his hands, "Even though to others he looks like he's about to die and is unconscious."
"In fact, in my eyes, he's more like someone who's retreated into a cocoon, nurturing a unique power, waiting to break free!"
Sirius suddenly realized, then asked eagerly, "When will he wake up?"
"I don't know!" Lockhart answered crisply.
"I don't know?" Sirius was starting to lose his composure.
"Yes, I don't know." Lockhart looked at Sirius with a deep gaze. "It all started with you, and it will all end with you. Sirius, in my eyes, the life force of the two of you is converging right now. You are embarking on a unique adventure of life transmission."
"He's entrusted his life to you, you know that."
"You need his insights into life and his unique, non-dark wizard-like positive understanding of black magic, and he also needs your courage."
"That's why I said you're the only one who can save him now. Your adventure begins!"
Sirius clenched his fists tightly, his breathing becoming heavy. He seemed to feel the weight of life, a complex feeling that was hard to describe.
"From now on, there's not much I can do to help you." Lockhart stood up with a smile. "Your magic, your life—it's all up to you to forge your own path. My advice is simply to bravely answer the call of adventure!"
The ominous realm of magic was something he neither understood nor wanted to understand.
He has his own magical realm, his own life to explore and to live.
"I understand!" Sirius Black stood up abruptly and bowed deeply to him. "Thank you, Gilderoy, I really don't know how to thank you for everything you've done!"
Lockhart simply smiled and waved before walking towards the door.
He has already received the reward for this magical adventure; the beams of spiritual light shining in the Sea of Spirituality are like a vast treasure.
This is not a harvest, nor is it the breeding of dark magical creatures; it is certainly not the kind of thing Voldemort would have imagined.
He came to this magical world, he became part of this magical world, and he embarked on his own fairytale adventure. However, he did not become completely immersed in the magic and forget himself or life. He was so eager to connect with everyone.
He gives light to everyone he cares about, walks into their lives, and participates in their fairytale adventures, so that the spiritual light of these people also shines on him.
This is real life, not some ethereal magic. Life is magic, and magic is life!
He is extremely wealthy right now!
Of course, there are still many more moments of spiritual light to come that he can look forward to.
The three-way battle was held as scheduled the next day.
The elimination rounds of the "Fire Cup" Warriors Championship, from 30 to 15, are still ongoing.
The first show in the afternoon finally made Lockhart look forward to it again.
Harry Potter VS Hermione Granger!
The two young wizards who were about to go on stage both seemed very nervous.
Of course, even under such tension, they did not forget to bring a fire crossbow and a flying broom.
This is perhaps the biggest difference between them and many other participants; flying brooms have long been an indispensable part of their lives, much like magic wands.
Professor McGonagall looked at the two children with a little excitement. The young wizards of the Duel Club did not only receive guidance from Professor Lockhart and Professor Snape, but they also often asked these professors questions.
She knew that Harry and Hermione were making rapid progress these days.
duel!
Duel on flying broomsticks!
Go and show your excellence!
Merlin's purple beard—every detail stirred her anticipation.
Soon, two young wizards went up on stage.
Hermione's expression was tense as she gripped her wand tightly, taking deep breaths. Her flying broom tilted and floated behind her, as if it could carry her into the air at any moment.
Harry was filled with trepidation; he didn't know how to engage in a fierce duel with his best friend.
He secretly asked Ron last night about his feelings about fighting his brother.
Ron said he hadn't thought about that; he was simply constantly restraining himself from falling into the dark power during the battle. The inner struggle of wanting to touch it yet restraining himself made it impossible for him to think about it.
This experience was clearly of no use to Harry.
Professor Lockhart once said, "Life is magic, and magic is life."
From this perspective, Harry has always been the best and most fundamental member of the Duel Club, without exception.
Because he never hesitated in his life and was always steadfast, he skipped the process that others were still exploring their inner selves and experiencing their own lives.
There's no need to dwell on life, and therefore no need to dwell on magic.
(This is also what distinguishes Lockhart from Sirius, Snape, Lupin, and others.)
He was so acutely aware of the impending battle that he could no longer focus on anything else.
"Harry~"
Hermione, standing on the other side of the ring, looked up at him proudly. "Don't overthink it, just give it your all!"
Harry took a deep breath and nodded vigorously. "Yes, give it your all."
Bang~!
Fireworks burst into bloom.
"The match begins!"
The two young wizards waved their wands almost without hesitation, and Hermione's eyes lit up. She abandoned her original spellcasting action, grabbed the flying broom that floated to her side, and was carried away from the original position at an extremely fast acceleration.
Disarming spell!
She saw Harry's initial casting motion!
really!
"Disarm you!"
Harry's Disarming Charm can now control the disarming effect without knocking people away. This is not a weakening or suppression effect, but a more precise and powerful disarming.
This stems from Professor Lockhart's analysis of his characteristics, which identified three: unwavering determination, strong will, and kindness and non-killing.
The Disarming Charm perfectly showcased Harry's three characteristics.
Harry's attempt to perfect this approach was a complete and resolute surrender, rather than a repulsion.
Hermione knew that if she were hit by Harry's Disarming Charm at this moment, no matter how she countered the charm or used any specific techniques, it would be useless.
Harry is extremely good at this.
So she skillfully observed Harry's spellcasting gestures as he waved his wand, and with just a slight movement, she knew exactly what magic Harry was about to cast.
Then, move quickly.
Almost the instant Harry uttered the spell, she was already five meters away to Harry's side and in front of him, simultaneously waving her wand to complete the spell.
Dodge, maneuver, and incidentally cast a spell!
"Fuchsia!"
Boom!
The effect of this magic is simply outrageous.
Harry, standing in the middle of it, felt as if the whole world was being pulled and flipped up. Every part of the huge arena was being torn apart and broken, and huge chunks of mud and rocks were shooting into the sky like cannonballs.
Fortunately, he was already holding the flying broom in one hand, so he quickly hooked one foot onto the broom handle, hanging upside down and soaring into the sky with the power of the attacking magic, quickly weaving through the mud, rocks and projectiles.
"Torn apart!"
"Explosion!"
Hermione's chanting echoed across the chaotic arena, obscuring her location. She seemed to be using techniques such as the "Sound-Boosting Charm" and the "Confusing Charm," combined with the high-speed movement from her flying broom, making it difficult to pinpoint her location.
In an instant, the rapidly rising mud and rocks exploded.
It was as if giant cannonballs were exploding in mid-air.
"Ohhhhhhh~~~"
All of this happened so fast that by the time the spectators in the stands gasped in surprise, the two had already clashed several times.
The scene was absolutely breathtaking.
There was almost no warm-up; it was climax right from the start.
The moment the match began, the entire arena was blown away and then exploded in mid-air. The scene was as shocking as an intercontinental ballistic missile exploding in front of you, and it even contained cluster bombs!
Many quick-thinking wizards even had the idea that Hermione Granger had won!
Yes!
How can we play with this situation right now?
They put themselves in that situation and were left with nothing but utter despair.
They had been intensely discussing what magic to use to counter Ron's bizarrely large werewolf transformation, and how to deal with the morning's matches. But now, faced with this scene, they felt only despair.
Spicy!
Savior Pill!
Harry Potter is going to lose!
However, this is not the case.
Accompanied by a furious roar—"Full~Power~Immobilization!"
The world, engulfed in a roaring explosion, froze in an instant. The sound of the explosion seemed to still echo in people's ears, and the images on their retinas were still naturally unfolding terrifying scenes in their minds. Then everything froze, and for a moment, many people felt nauseous.
A powerful magical force surged forth.
Many people felt their heart skip a beat and their breathing stop.
All that remained were large and small pieces of mud and rocks floating in mid-air, obscuring the view, and the faint sound of flying brooms darting through them.
huh~
huh~
Harry and Hermione were both frantically trying to locate each other!
"Chirp~ Chirp~ Chirp~~"
A series of crisp sounds quietly came from all directions, and small emerald green birds darted swiftly among the pebbles and mud clods suspended in mid-air.
The audience didn't even know who cast the spell.
They could only marvel at what they saw before them, as more and more emerald green birds flitted about, dazzling their eyes.
Magic - Flocks of Birds!
Someone recognized the magic!
Suddenly!
A small, bright green bird collided with a living organism, instantly exploding upon impact and turning into strands of green, slimy mycelium.
Magic: Silk-Climbing Spell.
Ordinary wizards might not recognize this spell, but they must have encountered it in their childhood. It is the magic contained in the traditional wizarding world prank, "Candy Bomb Plush."
As the emerald green bird burst open, the surrounding emerald green birds seemed to receive a signal and instantly accelerated towards this corner.
bang~
Thump thump thump~~
Upon impact, these small birds burst open, transforming into streams of slimy mycelium that tightly bound the target and, through the extension of the mycelium, stuck to the surrounding immobile rocks and mud.
"Hiss~"
A sharp cry, like a snake or a bird, lashed out, a huge, colorful snake tail sweeping away all the surrounding soil and rocks, its rapidly expanding body tearing apart the mycelium.
The audience finally saw the specific situation that was happening on the ring.
Magic: Snake Guardian VS Magic: Flock of Birds + Silk Climbing Spell.
The emerald green birds swarmed in, trying to wrap the bird-snake in a cocoon, while the bird-snake struggled, trying to sweep the birds away.
"Look!"
Someone in the stands exclaimed and pointed to the sky, where large patches of dark clouds had gathered at some point.
This wasn't a change in weather, because this lightning-streaked cloud only existed above the arena.
Magic - Weather Spell.
boom!
A bolt of lightning struck, blasting away the surrounding soil and rocks. The crackling, surging electric light spread along the mycelium, illuminating the entire bird-snake in a blazing glow.
It was so bright that people could almost see the bones of the bird-snake.
The bird-snake, shocked by the electric shock, let out a mournful cry, its body instantly bursting into flames that rapidly spread through the surrounding mycelium.
Within the flames, tiny birds and snakes made of flame flapped their wings and flew in all directions.
"Harry has figured out Hermione's location!"
Sirius Black waved his arms excitedly, pointing at the firebirds and snakes formed from a combination of fire charm and transfiguration. "They're forming an encirclement, further shrinking Hermione's space!"
Lupin, however, seemed thoughtful. "Harry seems to be very good at going with the flow, using the 'Upside-Down Bell' to dodge with his flying broom, using Hermione's 'Stone Nebula' to showcase his broom-riding skills, and using Hermione's 'Silk-Climbing Charm' and 'Weather Charm' to cast a fire spell—"
This isn't a characteristic Harry originally possessed.
"He's naturally intelligent and has a natural talent for combat!" Lockhart laughed smugly. "With just a little guidance, he'll soon surprise everyone!"
It doesn't need to be fast.
Lupin's expression was strange; all I could say was, this is terrifying right now.
The battle before us has even surpassed the battle between the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters back then, completely surpassing it and reaching another level.
If the members of the Order of the Phoenix had that kind of fighting power back then, someone like Lucius wouldn't have enough lives to survive.
The battle continues.
Hermione clearly sensed the impending predicament. Before she could be surrounded, she swiftly flew through the air on her broomstick and finally revealed herself.
I'm so excited!
The audience was incredibly excited.
Finally, after fighting for quite a while, we still couldn't see anyone and had no idea who cast the spell.
Then they couldn't see anything at all.
Invisible in a physical sense.
"As bright as day!"
Hermione cast her spell with lightning speed, and as she waved her wand, a beam of light appeared so dazzling that it left a white afterimage on her retina.
The beam of light shot forward rapidly, instantly filling the entire world.
"Muggle thinking!" Grindelwald scoffed from the stands. "Standard Muggle fighting style: throw a flashbang first!"
Well, actually, such a powerful Brightness Spell certainly deserved his amazement.
Only he could make a comment. Even Dumbledore, caught off guard, was left with only a white light, a vast expanse of white.
The stands were filled with screams and chaos.
Many people's heads started buzzing instantly.
Faintly, Harry's roaring incantation could be heard: "Grow bigger!"
boom!
A terrifying roar and a deafening sound came again from the direction of the arena.
Hermione's gasp was followed by complete silence.
What happened?
Nobody knows.
After waiting for a while, everyone's vision began to return, and they quickly looked towards the arena. They were shocked to find that the mud and rocks floating in mid-air had all become extremely large, pressing against each other and condensing into a huge block of earth in mid-air.
Harry Potter, hovering anxiously on his broomstick around the clod of earth, called out, "Hermione? Hermione? Are you alright?"
Suddenly, an arm holding a wand emerged from a stone embedded in the dirt. The arm hesitated for a moment, perhaps hearing Harry's anxious cries, and ultimately did not attack from behind.
Instead, it quickly transformed back into Hermione's appearance, standing in the depression created by the original rock.
"Harry, I'm here!"
"Hermione!" Harry shouted excitedly, his broomstick whipping around as he looked at Hermione, who looked somewhat helpless. "I'm so glad you're alright!"
Hermione sighed and put her wand away. "My flying broomstick was broken by your Enlargement Charm. Now I can't even get down and I'm just a sitting duck. Harry, I lose."
If we had just launched a sneak attack—
The outcome is unknown.
But having decided against a sneak attack, and now without his flying broom, he could only stand in the soft, unstable depression of the earth floating in mid-air, constantly at risk of falling from the sky.
Then, he'll fight Harry, who's riding a flying broomstick?
She knew she had no chance of winning.
Since that's the case, she didn't want to make herself look bad.
Ultimately, she arrived on the ground riding Harry's flying broomstick.
Well, it's called the ground, but it's actually more like the edge of a deep pit. The entire arena has been completely destroyed.
"Harry Potter!"
"Victory!"
Professor McGonagall looked at them with great satisfaction. "Children, you've all done a wonderful job!"
Excited shouts erupted from the stands, with all sorts of cheers.
Everyone was so excited, feeling that this might be the most powerful magical battle they had ever seen in their lives!
"Perfect!" Lockhart exclaimed.
At least, the qualities they've shown so far have finally given people some hope that they are capable of defeating Voldemort in the future, rather than relying on a series of inexplicable coincidences.
"very nice!"
proud!
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