Chapter 208 Flitwick’s Old Friend?

On the day he acquired the villa, Mike had already added Professor Flitwick to the whitelist of the protection system, so Flitwick could enter and exit the villa at will. However, based on Mike's understanding of Professor Flitwick, even if Flitwick had something to come to his door, he would inform him first, unless it was a big deal.

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Mike's heart trembled when he thought of this, and then looking at Professor Flitwick's rare serious face, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

At this time, Professor Flitwick saw that Mike had almost recovered, so he said:

"Mike, I have already contacted you about finding a swordsmanship teacher, and he said he can teach you."

Hearing this, Mike was happy at first, but then became nervous again.

If it was just like this, Professor Flitwick wouldn't be so serious. There should be a twist later.

As expected, Professor Flitwick paused for a moment and then continued: "But my old friend has a condition."

"What conditions?" Mike asked nervously, swallowing a big gulp of saliva.

After saying this, Professor Flitwick was silent for a while, and the expression on his face gradually became a little embarrassed.

"Well, you know, when I was young, I had a bit of a perverse temper. I didn't know how to strike lightly, and I liked to show off, so I offended a lot of people." Flitwick said, "The swordsmanship teacher I found for you, He lost to me back then, and I said some very outrageous things at the time, so he always held a grudge."

"so what?"

"So he wants to compete again!" Flitwick's expression changed from embarrassed to serious, "But because he was injured for some reasons before, and now he has become a cripple, so this duel will be between you and him. He is willing to teach you only if you defeat his disciples."

Mike, who was a little nervous by Professor Flitwick's serious expression, was stunned for a moment after hearing Flitwick's words. Then his body that had become a little tense due to nervousness relaxed and he patted his chest. Professor Flitwick said:

"Hey! I thought it was something! Isn't it just a duel between wizards? I will definitely win for you! Don't forget that your student, I am the dueling champion of Hogwarts!"

However, Mike's chest-beating assurance did not make Professor Flitwick's face relax. Instead, he became more serious, as if he was even less optimistic about Mike because of Mike's underestimation of the enemy.

Mike knew something was wrong at first glance, and sat on the sofa opposite Flitwick and asked: "Could it be that the other party is very powerful and is the kind of wizard who has been famous for a long time?"

"That's not true. The other party is only three years older than you. He should be as old as Penello now." Flitwick sighed and said, "But the other party's path is a bit strange. His cultivation system is completely different from you and me. . To be precise, what the other party is practicing should be a system specifically designed to restrain wizards and magical creatures."

Hearing this, Mike looked confused. He has been absorbing the knowledge of the wizarding world in the past two years since he came to the wizarding world. After he understood it, the most mainstream and powerful extraordinary training system in the world is wizard.

Now a supernatural system suddenly appeared that specifically restrained wizards, which he really couldn't understand.

But then, Mike's pupils shrank suddenly.

Strictly speaking, he did come into contact with another training system, and the other party was indeed quite good at resisting magic. That was the special image of the sword-wielding figure in Ravenclaw's final trial that only existed for a few minutes. .

Speaking of the mirror image named Geralt, Mike was deeply impressed.

The opponent is really too powerful, with instant spells, exaggerated magic resistance and physical fitness, plus that gorgeous swordsmanship. To be honest, if Mike hadn't been lucky enough and the other party only existed for a few minutes, Mike would have been killed by him long ago.

Mike shook his head and threw this idea out of his mind for the time being. He hadn't even met the other party yet, so it was too early to draw a conclusion now.

And even if the other party really follows Geralt's path, so what?

Even an opponent like Geralt can survive a few attacks. The opponent is only a teenager. Even if he beats Mike to death, he doesn't believe he can beat him.

After pondering for a while, Mike regained his confidence and once again showed a confident smile and said to Professor Flitwick: "Don't worry, Professor, I won't lose!"

Seeing this, although Professor Flitwick was still a little worried, he still had a smile on his face in order not to dampen Mike's enthusiasm.

To be honest, he really didn't have much confidence in Mike this time. This old friend of his followed the Godric-Gryffindor dueling path, which was also the oldest kind. He held a sword in one hand and a sword in the other. The ancient dueling method of wands.

This duel method is very powerful, but it has great disadvantages.

First of all, he needs extremely high swordsmanship talent and great perseverance.

Needless to say about perseverance, practicing physical and sword skills is much harder than practicing magic. And if there is no talent, perseverance alone is of no use, and what you end up with is only half-assed. In the final analysis, the battle between wizards is still based on long-range artillery fire. You stupidly run over and kill someone with a long sword. Be careful and you will be kited to death.

In addition, people who take this path also need a magic weapon.

Otherwise, even if you get close to the opponent and have a chance to take action, what's the use of your weapon if it can't penetrate the opponent's armor?

The population base of wizards is already small, and there are even fewer people who are talented and willing to work hard to practice. In addition, during the goblin rebellion, the goblins lost the technology to make the magic-breaking silver sword, resulting in fewer and fewer good silver swords. So this genre slowly declined.

As for this old friend that Professor Flitwick was talking about, even though he relied on the ancient dueling method of using a wand in one hand and a long sword in the other, he had gained some fame in the international wizard dueling circle and defeated many powerful wizards. But that's mostly just because this genre has been lost for a long time and everyone is not very familiar with it. His own strength and talent are not very strong, so after his path was figured out, he was quickly defeated and became like Professor Flitwick is a stepping stone for budding duelists like him.

But his apprentice is different. It is said that his apprentice is a real genius and has already shown his talents in the dueling circle. Most of the new generation of dueling wizards are not his opponents.

At this moment, Mike, who was sitting opposite Professor Flitwick, finally saw a smile on Flitwick's face, and felt relieved a lot. After adjusting his sitting position to make himself more comfortable, he asked: "Then what? Where does a swordsman master live? Let’s go visit him sometime.”

"emmmm, actually... they are at my house now..."

Mike's hand that he stretched out to fill the teapot with water for Flitwick suddenly froze in mid-air. He looked at Professor Flitwick in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what he said.

"Phew! Let's put it this way, this old friend of mine is a bit impatient. So after receiving my letter, he did not choose to reply. Instead, he took his apprentice directly from the United States to the UK." Flitwick The professor sighed and said, "I just met them today, so I came to your house to look for you non-stop."

Mike withdrew his hand from picking up the teapot and sat on the sofa in silence.

He didn't really feel that Flitwick had a bad temper before. After all, there are so many people with a bad temper these days.

But he didn't expect that Professor Flitwick's old friend would be so anxious that he would cross the ocean and come to England from the United States as soon as he received the letter.

It seems that Professor Flitwick has quite a feud with his old friend.

What are the two greatest enemies in life?

The hatred for killing his father and his mother, and the hatred for taking away his wife.

Looking at this posture, if the hatred of killing his father and mother is not enough, is it the hatred of taking his wife?

Immediately afterwards, Mike thought that the country he was in now was the United Kingdom, which was known as a corrupt country. So, could it be because of love leading to hatred like Dumbledore and Grindelwald?

If that's the case, then everything makes sense. No wonder a man like Professor Flitwick, who has both strength and money, is not married yet. It turns out...

Mike was thinking frantically, and his mind was full of words such as men who force others to make things difficult, men who are better than men, and men who know men better than others. His eyes towards Professor Flitwick became more and more strange.

Professor Flitwick, who was opposite him, obviously didn't notice the brainstorming in Mike's mind. He sighed lightly and gestured for Mike to go with him to meet his old friend.

Ten minutes later, Mike and Professor Flitwick appeared at the door of Flitwick's house.

Professor Flitwick walked extremely slowly along the way. The five-minute distance was delayed by him for ten minutes. Everyone could see that he was extremely repelled to meet his old friend. I think if it weren't for Mike this time, he would There will never be any contact with the other party.

Finally, Flitwick gritted his teeth and made up his mind, pushing open his door.

What appeared in front of Mike was the living room of the Flitwick family. Mike was very familiar with this place. He had lived here for several months.

During that time, Mike's favorite thing to do was lie on the huge sofa in the living room and read.

At this time, sitting on Mike's favorite sofa was an old man with mottled and knotted hair, tattered clothes, and it looked like he hadn't taken a shower in a long time.

Even though the old man was sitting on Rouran's sofa, his waist was straight and his eyes were closed, as if he was meditating with his eyes closed.

But Mike and Flitwick are both wizards, and they are the kind of wizards with extremely powerful mental powers. The stronger the mental power, the stronger the five senses, so they could clearly hear the slight snoring coming from the old man's mouth and nose at this moment.

Next to the wine rack on the other side of the living room, a young man about 175cm tall and dressed in the same style as the old man was staring at the top of the wine rack attentively.

Mike originally thought he was studying the expensive spirits on the wine rack, but after a closer look, he discovered that the boy's eyes were actually on a magic wall clock hanging above the wine rack.

This magic wall clock is round in shape like an ordinary wall clock. However, the dial and hands inside the wall clock are cursors made of pure magic. This cursor can emit light, so people can see the time clearly at night. It can be regarded as the electronic clock of the wizarding world.

It seemed that he was too absorbed in research, and the young man did not realize that Flitwick had returned with Mike.

So he slowly stretched out his hand to touch the wall clock, but because the hanging position of the wall clock was too high, he climbed onto the wine rack.

Seeing this, Professor Flitwick finally couldn't bear it anymore and coughed slightly to remind the two people in the room that the master had returned.

Flitwick's cough wasn't actually loud, but it was heard by both people in the room.

The first was the old man sitting on the sofa. Almost at the moment Flitwick coughed, Mike saw his slightly lowered head suddenly pause, and then he turned to look at the door.

Only then did Mike see the appearance of this old man clearly. He was an old man with a dark complexion and looked extremely old. The most important thing was that this old man was missing an eyeball.

Generally, people who are blind in one eye will wear eye masks, sunglasses and other decorations for the sake of appearance, but this old man is different. He does not have any decorations on his face.

His right eye is intact, and his sharp eyes give people a sharp feeling, but his left eye is hollow. The sunken pit combined with the wrinkled skin and long black and white mottled hair gives people a very unusual look. Good feeling.

To put it in layman's terms, you can tell at a glance that this guy is not a good person!

On the other side of the living room, the boy who was climbing the wine rack was startled when he heard the coughing sound. He suddenly shook his body and lost his balance and fell from the wine rack.

But this young man with short dark brown hair forcibly adjusted his posture in mid-air when he couldn't use any force, and he knelt down on one knee and landed smoothly on the ground in a superhero debut-style action.

I have to say, his action is very cool.

It's just that he was fine, but the wine rack suffered.

Driven by his movements, the huge wine rack actually tilted. Although the entire wine rack did not fall over, a lot of the wine on it still fell.

Professor Flitwick's pupils shrank suddenly. The wines on the wine rack had been collected by him over the years, and he was usually reluctant to drink them.

The young man also noticed the abnormality above his head, and jumped up again with a sudden bounce. The young man's hands in mid-air reached out one after another, and took all the wine near him into his arms.

But he is still a human being after all, with only two hands, so he still became a fish in the trap with two bottles of wine.

Just when the wine bottle was about to fall to the ground and break into pieces, a clear snap of fingers echoed in the living room.

Then he saw Lolo, the house elf of the Flitwick family, raising his right hand in a gesture of snapping his fingers, while the two bottles of wine that should have been smashed were floating in the air.

Upon seeing this, Professor Flitwick breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look at Lolo, which received an excited smile from Lolo.

The young man also carefully put down the wine bottle in his arms, turned around and smiled sheepishly at Professor Flitwick, who was scratching his head.

But the moment he turned around, Mike's brows suddenly frowned.

Because, this young man's pupils were actually golden and vertical.

Just...like a snake's eyes...