"Knock him senseless!"
"Petrificus Totalus!"
Two curses shot from Lupin's wand in quick succession, the deep red light resembling two shooting stars. The angles were extremely tricky, directly sealing off Ron and Dean's retreat. They tried to raise their wands to defend themselves, but found they were too late. The curses were too fast, and their reaction speed couldn't keep up.
Two more students fell to the ground.
"Expelliarmus!" Neville, trembling, pointed his wand at Lupin, who had already stepped forward and was facing them head-on, shouting loudly. Lupin had just used two spells in a row, and his wand definitely wouldn't have time to aim at him now. A surprise attack now was sure to work!
Strangely, Neville, who was usually a bit slow, seemed very sharp in today's spell duel. Apart from some nervousness causing his hands to shake, he performed very well.
No one knew how many times he had practiced the Disarming Charm in private.
"Very good!" Lupin watched the curse fly straight towards him, without dodging or avoiding it, and praised Neville approvingly.
Then the other students saw the curse crash into an invisible barrier, the light gradually fading until it returned to the air.
"Protego!" The knowledgeable students behind him began to whisper.
"Draco, I didn't hear him cast the spell," Pansy said, looking at the scene in confusion, and tugged on Malfoy's robe sleeve, curiously asking.
"The technique of silent spells. This casting technique can enhance concealment, but the cost is that the effect will be greatly reduced. If a wizard of Lupin's level used a spell against him, he wouldn't be able to defend against it with this silently cast Shield Charm. Similarly, if he had actually spoken the spell just now, Neville would have been knocked to the ground by the rebounded spell, instead of the spell being directly absorbed."
Soon, what Malfoy said was verified.
"Expelliarmus!" Another Disarming Charm flew towards Lupin, the sound of the spell being cast heard by all the students in the classroom. It was Harry's voice.
"Protego!"
Another beam of light flew towards Lupin. This time, Lupin loudly recited the Shield Charm. Sure enough, the curse completely rebounded along the original path. If the previous invisible barrier was like a sponge absorbing force, this barrier was a hard shield that used force against force. Then, a wand suddenly appeared in front of everyone, flying high, almost touching the ceiling, and then falling extremely fast. Finally, Lupin reached out his free hand and gripped it tightly.
"Harry, I don't know if you can hear me now, your tactics are good, but I have to say, you're too nervous. Just now you bumped into the corner of a wooden table, making a noise. I noticed you then."
Lupin looked at the open space to his right and continued, "Don't completely trust your magical tools. There is no such thing as absolute insurance in the world." Lupin hesitated for a moment and stopped his lecture, as he couldn't discourage the students too much, as that would make them lose confidence.
Subsequently, Neville was also undoubtedly defeated. Several students lay scattered in the classroom, appearing very disorganized.
In the end, Hermione was the only one left conscious.
"We lost, can I surrender?" Hermione raised her hands, saying somewhat listlessly. This match made her deeply aware of the gap between them and adult wizards. A wizard with precautions and a wizard without precautions were completely different concepts. She even suspected that when she grabbed Snape's legs, Snape had shown her mercy because she was a student.
"I thought you would fight to the last moment, Hermione," Lupin said, looking at Hermione with some disappointment. He also understood that surrendering after losing the possibility of victory was the way to ensure one's safety, even if he had controlled his strength, these students would definitely feel pain. It was understandable that Hermione, as a female student, was afraid of pain and chose to surrender.
Of course, he certainly hoped that Hermione could show the courage of a Gryffindor and fight to the end.
Only he didn't notice that Hermione's right hand, holding her wand, was now pointing at the chandelier on the classroom ceiling, or rather, at the iron support holding the chandelier.
With a "whoosh," along with Hermione's soft whisper, an imperceptible, wind-blade-like, sharp, invisible blade shot from the tip of her wand, heading straight for the chandelier above her.
"Sectumsempra!" Hermione had heard this spell when hiding in the bookcase, and had seen the tragic state of Lupin after being injured by this spell, so she paid attention to it. Now, using it was her last resort.
Hermione even used it with the awareness that the spell might "misfire," but she didn't expect it to actually succeed.
With a "snick," the sharp wind blade sliced diagonally through the middle of the iron support. Because Hermione and the target she hit formed a certain angle, the power of the spell increased a lot. If a student's eyesight was good enough, they would see that the cut was exceptionally smooth, making it impossible to imagine that it was a support made of metal.
The chandelier, which had not been maintained for many years, was covered in dust. It fell from the sky, stirring up a cloud of dust, and also blocking Lupin's vision to some extent.
With a "clang," the beautiful glass chandelier slammed hard into Lupin's right shoulder, the powerful impact causing his legs to bend sharply, almost kneeling on the ground. The chandelier that hit his right shoulder didn't fare well either, deforming violently and bouncing to the ground. The sound of shattering glass echoed throughout the classroom, and Lupin was immediately surrounded by broken glass.
Lupin had not expected this student to play "feigned surrender." Hermione was the most well-behaved student he had ever seen. Sometimes, when he misread one or two words from the textbook, this female student would insist on pointing it out and demanding correction.
Not all lions are reckless, and there will also be clever ones.
Only now did Lupin remember that this female student had actually made Veritaserum. Which truly well-behaved student could do this in their third year?
Even though Lupin was now trying his best to maintain his balance, the violent impact still made it difficult for him to continue, and he fell to the ground. The scattered glass shards instantly tore his elaborate robe to pieces, and the exposed skin was covered with tiny wounds, bleeding profusely.
"Professor Lupin, are you alright?" Hermione ran over in a panic, crouching down to check Lupin's injuries, even using healing spells.
"Miss Granger, you still lost." Just as Hermione was anxiously checking Lupin's injuries, she suddenly realized that something long and thin was pressed against her lower back. She could feel the shape, it was a wand, Professor Lupin's wand.
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