The next second, a shocking scene appeared.
Professor Flitwick's figure instantly blurred, then appeared simultaneously in four different directions, as if he had replicated himself three times.
"What kind of magic is this?" Bagman's eyes widened.
The four Professor Flitwicks simultaneously raised their wands:
"Diffindo!"
Four silver lights shot out at the same time, attacking the four Goblins respectively.
Two Goblins reacted too slowly and were hit on the spot; one had its legs severed, blood gushing; the other was cut through the chest, literally Diffindo.
The other two Goblins were lucky, standing further back, and managed to cast Spells to block the attacks in time.
"Bard! Baggy!"
Bagman's already red eyes became even redder, as if about to drip blood.
"What a pity."
Professor Flitwick murmured to himself, beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.
This was his famous unique skill from his youth, a move he used to be invincible with in dueling competitions.
But now that he was older, he clearly felt physically exhausted after performing this move.
Bagman realized the terrifying nature of this small Wizard.
They had underestimated him, thinking that with more people, they could easily manipulate him.
"Be careful, he's a master!"
He warned his companions, pointing his wand at a nearby table.
The table whistled as it flew towards Professor Flitwick.
Professor Flitwick responded calmly, flicking his wand.
The flying table instantly transformed into a bull, landing heavily on the ground, then charging towards Bagman.
"Damn it!" Bagman quickly dodged.
Spells from both sides began to fly everywhere, various colored lights intertwined in the Hut, and the scene was exceptionally intense.
Griph took advantage of the chaos, tapping the wall a few times, and a secret passage quietly appeared.
"Charlie, hurry and go!" Griph urgently pulled Charlie's arm.
In his opinion, Charlie was just a first-year Young Wizard, and staying here would only be a hindrance; it was better to escape quickly.
However, Charlie remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the battlefield.
"Don't look, you can't help him. Your Spells right now can only tickle them."
Griph was frantic.
At this moment, Bagman's remaining subordinates were fully focused on dealing with Professor Flitwick; no one noticed Charlie in the corner.
In their eyes, a Young Wizard and a Goblin blacksmith without a wand posed no threat.
Charlie's lips curved slightly upward.
The opportunity had come.
He quietly raised his wand, aiming at the nearest Goblin.
"Stupefy!"
A red light shot out, and the Goblin, completely unprepared, fell to the ground unconscious.
Bagman heard the commotion and looked back, instantly enraged: "You damned brat!"
But Charlie had already aimed at the next target.
"Stupefy!"
"Stupefy!"
Two more red lights, and two Goblins fell in response.
"This kid!" The remaining Goblins finally realized they had been underestimated.
But it was too late; Charlie's attacks came like a dense rain.
"Stupefy!"
"Stupefy!"
"Stupefy!"
The continuous Spells made the air tremble, and Charlie's wand barely paused, transforming directly into a magical fort (artillery platform).
Griph, standing by, was dumbfounded. Were first-year Young Wizards this overpowered now?
Instantly taking down three adult Goblins, meaning he was the weakest one present.
The remaining three Goblins reacted, quickly summoning light shields to block Charlie's Spells.
The red Spells rained down on the light shields, creating ripples.
But the three Goblins continuously outputted magic to maintain the light shields, and the Spells could not break through them.
"You damned brat!"
One of the Goblins, enraged and humiliated, pointed his wand at Charlie, and a green light shot out.
Charlie was prepared, immediately crouching down, and at the same time, he waved his wand.
The surrounding tables, chairs, and benches instantly transformed into thick shields, completely surrounding Charlie and blocking the incoming Spell.
Seeing this, Charlie still felt insecure, and shouted from within the shield formation:
"Protego."
A circle of light surrounded Charlie, providing double protection, both physical and magical.
Do you understand what saturation defense means?
If he hadn't been pressed for time, he would have put on his Troll vest again.
Bang, bang, bang!
The Spells hit the shields with dull thuds, sparks flying, but they also could not break through.
"Damn it, this kid has some tricks up his sleeve!"
Bagman gritted his teeth, continuously bombarding Charlie with Spells.
This was why Charlie hadn't made a move at the beginning.
Although his Spells were as powerful as an adult Wizard's, he still lacked combat experience, and he only had a few powerful Spells.
Fighting an enemy head-on, he would run out of moves after one attack.
So he could only act as a surprise force, striking when Professor Flitwick drew the firepower, catching them off guard.
Wizards need to use their brains when fighting!
If you only know how to wave your wand and shout "Avada, Avada," what's the difference between you and a Troll?
At this point, the tide of the battle had turned; Professor Flitwick had dealt with two Goblins, and Charlie had ambushed three Goblins.
Bagman's side was left with only three people.
Seeing that things were going badly, Bagman slowly retreated, shielding his remaining subordinates in front of him.
"You two, hold off that brat; I'll deal with this old geezer!"
The two Goblins obeyed, immediately rushing towards Charlie.
Charlie's heart tightened, but he didn't panic, because the reliable Professor Flitwick was still outside.
Just then, Professor Flitwick seized the opportunity and once again cast his amazing duplication Spell.
"Apparition!"
Four Professor Flitwicks appeared simultaneously, their wands all pointing at the two Goblins charging at Charlie.
"Diffindo!"
Silver light flashed, and the two Goblins were instantly knocked to the ground, their fates unknown.
As for Bagman, the moment Flitwick made his move, he turned and ran out of the Hut.
He conjured stones to fly at Professor Flitwick, then immediately Apparated away.
Professor Flitwick, concerned for Charlie's safety, did not pursue him.
He quickly walked to Charlie's shield formation, scrutinizing it, unsure how to proceed.
"Charlie, are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine, Professor."
Charlie poked his head out from the shield formation, and only after seeing that the dust had settled outside did he confidently step out.
This kind of real combat was much more exciting than dealing with a Troll.
That Troll was just a big, dumb target, with no other characteristics besides its thick skin.
Fighting these intelligent creatures was truly high-risk.
Charlie made up his mind to work harder to accumulate tyrant points and draw more powerful Spells.
"That's good to hear. Thanks to you, Charlie."
Professor Flitwick climbed onto the pile of shields and patted Charlie's shoulder with satisfaction.
"Professor, please don't say that. If you hadn't been drawing fire, my sneak attack wouldn't have succeeded."
"I still know too few Spells."
Griph, standing by, was utterly bewildered.
Was he hearing this correctly?
A first-year Wizard instantly took down three adult Goblins, and he still thought he wasn't overpowered enough?
What else was there to say? Just declare him the winner directly.
Wizards are too scary; I want to live in seclusion, seclusion!
"Charlie, you performed exceptionally well today!"
Professor Flitwick's face was full of praise.
"If we were at school, I would definitely award you a hundred points!"
"No need for points, Professor."
Charlie looked eagerly at Flitwick.
"I want to learn that duplication Spell you just used!"
"Haha, that's not a duplication Spell," Professor Flitwick explained with a smile.
"That's Apparition, but performed three times in very quick succession, combined with Spell attacks."
"It looks like a clone, but it's actually just a visual illusion caused by extreme speed."
"This move requires extremely strong magic control and combat experience; you can't learn it yet."
Charlie screamed internally: "System, I want to draw this!"
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