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Chapter 193 Test
"Boom"!
Just when Professor McGonagall read out the name of the spell, something seemed to jump down from the surrounding bleachers, hitting the ground hard with the kinetic energy given by gravity acceleration, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.
"Cough cough cough"...
The clearing below suddenly filled with dust, covering Astoria and blocking part of her vision.
However, Astoria is no longer the weak child she used to be.
"call"!
The iron meteor hammer swung in an arc and slammed down with a terrifying whistling sound.
"Crack"!
There was a crisp sound of cutting gold and jade, and a silver light flashed in the dust. The meteor hammer that lost its chain flew out fiercely and hit the wall of the stadium with a loud bang.
The first alchemy armor was obviously stunned for a moment after losing the weapon in its hand, as if it didn't believe that the guy in its hand had disappeared like this.
But in the next second, the sharp sword edge flashing with ice blue runes cut through the gap in the armor under the arm, and then cut the armor into two pieces like cutting paper!
"Is this the power of alchemical weapons?"
Professor McGonagall looked at the figure with a white ponytail in the field, and looked at Dumbledore in shock.
"The sword in this staff symbolizes the pinnacle of ordinary human alchemy. It is said that it was once the sword of a senior member of the church, but it was lost in the subsequent war."
Dumbledore looked at the Quidditch pitch where the smoke had not yet dissipated, and nodded slightly.
"It is very close to the fighting method of ancient wizards. At that time, the staff as tall as a person had not completely disappeared, and wizards could also use weapons during duels."
The two people in the stands were talking calmly, but Astoria in the audience couldn't stop her hands.
Piertotum Locomotor, the last protective spell at Hogwarts.
After the school principal issues an order, all the decorative armors in the corridor will automatically move, tenaciously blocking enemies who enter the castle.
These armors feel no pain, and can still move even if some parts are damaged, not to mention that the weapons they carry are all real!
Do you know why the early stages of peasant uprisings in past dynasties were always very difficult?
It was not because those peasant armies did not have sharp weapons of their own, but because these rebel armies did not have weapons that could break the heavy armor of the imperial army.
In ancient times, it was normal for big landowners to hide weapons privately, but no one dared to hide armor privately.
Because concealing armor was an absolute capital crime in ancient times, no one even dared to be accommodating to save your life.
"It feels good."
When cutting off the first alchemy puppet, Astoria stretched out her left hand slightly behind her, spread her fingers to maintain balance, maintained a nail step on her feet, and held the handle high with her right hand. The sword in the staff.
The complex and gorgeous patterns on the blade were not even scratched after cutting off the armor made entirely of tempered steel!
The wind at this time had completely blown away the smoke and dust on the court, and the sunlight shining directly on the ground shone on the thin sword with flashing runes, reflecting a dazzling light.
The dazzling light even blinded the eyes of several spectators in the stands!
"call"!
A man in armor who had already circled behind Astoria raised the knight's sword high in the air, and then slashed the sword down with both hands.
"It's a little slow."
Astoria didn't even look back, she just turned her body slightly to the side.
The big sword hit the ground hard with a wave of air, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.
"Tsk, poof"!
Without any unnecessary sound, the silver-white sword tip penetrated the gap in the iron ring that acted as a movable joint at the neck of the armor, and then cut off the functional matrix inside.
The armor slowly knelt down like a person who had actually been stabbed in the throat, and then fell to the ground.
"I didn't teach her this stuff."
Seeing the shocked looks cast by several professors, Filch quickly waved his hand:
"I have only slashed vampires with my sword, so when I taught this child to practice swordsmanship, I mainly asked her to stab her in the heart, because the core of vampire magic is in the heart, and only the heart can be completely destroyed to kill them."
"And the throat is the most vulnerable part of a person. This kind of sword technique is used to kill people. I have never killed anyone with that sword, so naturally I will not teach this technique."
"I know, Argus, because I recognize these swordsmanship moves and I know who they belong to."
A woman wearing a white skirt and holding an oil-paper umbrella with a metallic luster suddenly flashed before Dumbledore's eyes.
Since that fight, this woman has become a nightmare in the Western magical society.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the reason why Dumbledore was able to endure for half an hour was probably because the other party was not used to the Western wizard's fighting style.
"It turns out it's her. No wonder Miss Greengrass is so powerful."
Dumbledore muttered to himself.
"Who"?
Professor McGonagall asked a little strangely.
"An expert hermit, a good friend of Nico, is now living in seclusion in West Lake, China, and living a very comfortable life."
Dumbledore answered Professor McGonagall's question vaguely, cleared his throat, and then waved the Elder Wand in his hand.
The black teapot next to them automatically flew over and poured everyone a cup of tea.
The battle on the field continues.
"Shut up"!
The opponent Astoria encountered this time was a bit difficult because the last two alchemical armors used spears.
As the old saying goes, every inch short is dangerous, every inch long is strong!
Spears are very flexible. If used properly, the opponent will not be able to get into you.
And if the knife is scratched, it will only bleed a little, but once it is stabbed by a gun, the amount of bleeding will definitely make you doubt your life.
But Filch noticed that Astoria's movements seemed to be done with ease, and it didn't look like she was struggling at all.
Although Dumbledore and other professors had some knowledge of swordsmanship, they were basically laymen and could not see these things.
It turned out that Filch's idea was not wrong.
"It's almost time to finish."
Astoria moved her neck a little, then raised the thin sword in her hand, and then swung her wrist violently, turning the sharp sword edge towards the two alchemy puppets in front of her.
"Break"!
With a soft drink, everyone's eyes blurred, as if they saw a white shadow passing between the two alchemy puppets at a tricky angle.
Astoria gently shook the sword in her hand to shake off the dust on it, and then gently put the national treasure-level sword in the staff back into the scabbard.
Behind her, the two alchemy puppets stood there as if someone had cast a restraining spell on them.
As a breeze blew by, everyone only heard a splashing sound.
All the parts on the two alchemy puppets were scattered on the ground, raising a small cloud of dust.