HP Magic Biography

　　The world in memory is far less colorful than in real life. At least, the world in front of Fanlin is like an early black and white movie.

　　 Fanlin looked around at the scene in front of him. This scene made him feel very familiar.

　　 "This is... Nine Immortals Academy?" Fanlin exclaimed in surprise, and Dumbledore was standing beside him right now.

　　 "Yes, these are some interesting memories from my early years." Dumbledore raised his head and forgot to forget the sky. The sun had already crossed the middle of the sky, and it seemed that it was already afternoon.

　　 "This is your memory of going to the Jiuxian Academy? Grandma once told me that you are here... to challenge?" Fanlin looked at Dumbledore beside him.

　　 "Yes, it is to challenge your grandfather." Dengbridou said indifferently: "And, indeed, I lost, your grandma didn't lie to you."

　　Nodded innocently. In his opinion, Dumbledore's magical loss to others is a very incredible thing.

　　 "Oh, it's about to begin." Dengbrito said with interest.

　　 Fanlin quickly turned around and looked at the open space in front of him. He saw an old man with a similar age to his grandmother standing at the door of the main hall.

　　 Suddenly, a figure passed through Fanlin's body. It was a man in a wizard's robe, with a tall peaked cap strapped diagonally on his head.

"Dear Mr. Nangong, please allow me to propose a duel to you. Albus Percival Woolfrick Brian Dumbledore joins." Then Dumbledore took out his own. The magic wand bowed deeply to Fanlin's grandfather.

　　 "Abth, I think you don't have to be so troublesome." Although Fanlin's grandfather was very uncomfortable, he still replied to Dumbledore.

　　 "This is a wizard's etiquette, and I must obey it." Dumbledore took two steps back, his expression serious.

　　 "Well, you can start."

　　 "Yes, sir." Dumbledore raised his wand, his wrist turned slightly, and a strong light spun towards Fanlin's grandfather.

　　 "This is a coma curse." Dumbledore explained patiently on the side, because at their level, these ordinary attack curses were basically silent curses. But the picture in front of me has no color, which makes it impossible for unknowing people to judge.

　　 Fanlin had never seen such a powerful coma spell. Seeing Fanlin's grandfather stretched out his hand, a magic circle composed of countless spells was released from his fingertips.

　　 This made Dumbledore’s spell bounce to the ground.

　　 Accompanied by a loud bang, the originally flat ground was hit by a coma curse into a large crater about one meter in diameter.

　　 "Abth, stop using those boring things. Do you still need to test my old man?" Grandfather Fanlin raised his eyebrows.

　　 Immediately afterwards, Fanlin saw a huge curse mark light up from behind his grandfather.

　　 Seeing that he was so sober, Dengbury hurriedly moved to the tunnel about six meters away from his original position with the phantom.

　　 Of course, moving so far is certainly not unfounded, and a stout thorn rises from Dumbledore’s original position.

　　 Dumbledore’s phantom moved out of the range of attack.

　　 "What about this one?" With a wave of Dumbledore's wand, the ground stab rose into the air, rushing towards Fanlin's grandfather at a very fast speed.

　　 But my grandfather didn't hide, he just stretched out his hand, and fluttered in front of him.

　　The flying ground thorns melted like a liquid in front of Grandfather Fanlin. It was like a huge brown water ball, constantly flowing in the air.

　　 "Are you funny, Abs?" As he said, there was a rune curse over two meters high behind Fanlin's grandfather.

　　 The originally melted thorns condensed into a thick arm and patted Dumbledore heavily.

　　 "Bombarda Maxima (powerful blasting)!" With a loud bang, thick smoke exploded in front of Dumbledore. This made Fanlin unable to see the next scene clearly.

　　 When the dust was flying, a puffy voice came from the dust. It was a spell that Fanlin had never heard before.

　　 "HouseonFire!" The fire burst out from the dust, and soon the fire replaced everything on the court.

　　 In the raging fire, Fanlin saw Dumbledore standing not far from where he was. It seemed that Dumbledore had not completely avoided the attack of his grandfather.

　　 His tall pointed hat has long since been flying there, and the wizard robe on his body is also very tattered.

　　 "Not bad, Abs, a very powerful spell." Grandfather solemnly looked at the flames in the space.

　　 The temperature of the flame was so high that the earth began to crystallize.

　　 "This flame is more than that, sir." Dumbledore seemed very confident.

　　 "So, what about it." Dumbledore raised his wand, and black tongues of fire continued to gush from the front of the wand.

　　 "Armageddon (Doomsday Judgment)!"

　　 A long beep sounded from the flames, and the flames that had originally been white in Fanlin's eyes turned into jet black.

　　The scope of the flame kept shrinking, and suddenly a black phoenix flew out of the flame~www.readwn.com~ a huge pillar of fire continued to hover around the phoenix.

　　 "Interesting." Although Fanlin's grandfather said so, the huge rune formations that lit up behind did not relax at all.

　　 The ground began to vibrate strongly, and one after another crystallized stone walls appeared one after another on the path the Phoenix would fly over.

　　 There was another long and crisp cry, and the phoenix entrained the jet black flame, and with an indomitable momentum, went straight to Fanlin's grandfather.

　　 The flames mixed with stones shot all around, just like a scene of a doomsday natural disaster, the surrounding originally intact buildings became a mess.

　　 The rubble was scattered all over the ground, Dumbledore was knocked out by the powerful impact of the explosion, and the magic wand in his hand fell there without knowing it.

　　 "You are fine." Fanlin's grandfather walked out of the crystallized fortress, and Fanlin saw the countless runes flashing on the fortress that his grandfather used to resist.

　　 I have to admit that the defensive power of the Earth Warlock is really strong.

　　 "As you can see, I can't break through your grandfather's defense. If your grandfather wanted to kill me, it would be fine." Dumbledore said indifferently.

　　 "But, I didn't see any powerful offensive power from my grandfather." Fanlin shook his head.

　　 "Look behind me, in the sky."

Looking in the direction of Dumbledore’s fingers, Fanlin knew why Dumbledore would give up. Far away, one after another huge stones hovered in the sky. Fanlin couldn’t imagine it. How destructive the rocks washed down from high places can be.

　　 But apparently, Dumbledore on the court did not notice it. Maybe Dumbledore discovered it later when he looked back.