Chapter 649: Second Practical Combat

The space in the Wizard's Book was expanding day by day; this was because Sean was constantly grinding the proficiency of the Wizard's Book.

Now, the Wizard's Book had reached 【Entry-level】; at this rate, Sean would be able to make two Master-level high-rank alchemical creations by his second year.

By completing the last category, he could become an Alchemy Master in his second year.

This also meant that his trump cards would be richer, and he would be better able to deal with accidents and dangers in the magical world.

Besides that, he had been deliberating on how to bring up the subject of a practice session with Grandfather Ma Kusi.

Thus, time arrived at the morning of the third day.

Ma Kusi sat leisurely on his usual sofa reading the newspaper, wisps of heat drifting from his black tea.

"Grandfather Ma Kusi..."

When Sean spoke, Ma Kusi quickly put away the newspaper and looked at the young wizard with a smile.

After hearing the other party's request, he hesitated a little; he hadn't forgotten the last time he was left covered in dust.

"It seems you have made great progress again; oh, it is truly gratifying."

Ma Kusi said tentatively.

"Just gained a little bit."

Sean answered truthfully.

"Good! Then, cast your strongest magic as much as possible—you will know that your Grandfather Ma Kusi is hailed by the Auror Office as the most indestructible wall!"

Ma Kusi was suddenly full of confidence.

Of course, his dear little Green was a rare genius in wizarding history, but even a genius couldn't be so unreasonable, right?

A twelve-year-old wizard defeating an old Auror who had fought for ten years—there was no such thing in the magical world.

Sean was also slightly excited; as they walked toward the field, he opened the panel:

【Name: Sean Green】

【Transfiguration Talent: Purple (Transfiguration Master title has been applied). Note: Average wizard is Green】

【Transfiguration Category:

Magical Transfiguration: Entry-level (70/900)】

Material Transfiguration: Proficient-level (50/3000)】

Soul Transfiguration: Proficient-level (200/3000)】

【Evaluation: A wizard who has reached the Master level in the field of Transfiguration, whose combat power is beginning to emerge among Masters, and who possesses a Transfiguration magic foundation unimaginable to wizards below the Master level】

Master-level Transfiguration, and considering his physique wasn't too outstanding...

A comprehensive assessment suggested he should barely be able to contend with an elite Auror.

Sean looked down further:

【Dark Arts Talent: Gold (Dark Arts Saint title has been applied). Note: Average wizard is Green】

【Impediment Jinx: Master-level (700/?)】

【Petrification Curse: Master-level (100/?)】

【Sectumsempra: Master-level (300/?)】

【Reducto: Expert-level (2000/9000)】

【Advanced: Seven Master-level Dark Arts, can unlock the Dark Arts field Master-level title】

【Evaluation: You are a rare genius in the history of the Dark Arts field; the Dark Arts will actively embrace you, you are a natural King of Dark Arts】

The Dark Arts were always what Sean spent the least time on but gained the most from.

Even without the addition of emotions, his understanding of knowledge related to the Dark Arts could almost be described as learning it as soon as he saw it, and mastering it as soon as he practiced it.

Not to mention that recently, he often had to go to the dungeon for detention.

His progress in the Dark Arts was as fast as the changes in Professor Snape's expression.

By now, he already had three Master-level Dark Curses; at this rate, it was very likely that he could become a Dark Arts Master by his third year.

Barely keeping up with the plan.

Just didn't know if he could defeat an elite Auror like Ma Kusi.

Thinking this, they had already arrived at an open space.

"Use all your strength!"

Ma Kusi raised his wand, looking very passionate.

"I'm starting."

Sean said.

"Come on—let me see what progress you've made—"

Ma Kusi shouted.

"Impedimenta."

"Petrificus Totalus."

Sean pointed his wand horizontally, and a grey-white light flashed by.

The holly wand seemed not to have been released so freely for a long time; at this moment, the entire wand body was emitting a slight tremor that did not affect the spellcasting.

"Finite Incantatem!"

"Protego!"

Ma Kusi was unhurried.

But he clearly forgot one thing.

During the last duel, the young wizard was practicing Animagus transformation and used non-verbal spells, but now, the opponent had directly chanted the incantation.

As everyone knows, this would be more powerful than a non-verbal spell.

"Something's not right..."

Ma Kusi instantly Apparated to another place.

Where he had just been standing, the malt on the ground first became sluggish, then directly petrified, motionless.

"Not bad—but this level is not enough, child!"

Ma Kusi said.

"I understand, Grandfather Ma Kusi."

Sean nodded.

Immediately, as if he had made some decision, when he opened his eyes with a hint of excitement, his gaze was already sharper than before.

"Fire Dragon Wings—"

Sean pointed his wand diagonally upward and said commandingly.

Under Ma Kusi's incredible gaze, he saw a terrifying scene:

A red, five-meter-tall fire dragon made of flames, with a circle of strange, thin, sharp horns around its face, was spraying mushroom-shaped fire clouds into the air.

But it wasn't over; Sean muttered, stabbing his wand downward:

"Piertotum Locomotor—"

Ma Kusi couldn't feel his legs; he guessed they were probably shaking a bit.

He couldn't move at all, only watching the five-meter-tall stone statue rising from the ground and rushing toward him; every step it took carried the tremor of the earth.

And opposite him, Sean's face turned pale.

These two magical transformations were already reaching his limit.

But he still had some mental energy left.

As for these two spells—a long time ago, after he got Professor Dumbledore's notes, after he became a Transfiguration Master.

He once thought he had reached a profound and slow realm in Transfiguration.

But when he realized ritual magic, he suddenly realized, why shouldn't Transfiguration be a kind of ritual?

Just because wizards hadn't found the appropriate incantations and spellcasting gestures didn't mean it didn't exist.

Thus, "Fire Dragon Wings" became his first experiment.

This, like Piertotum Locomotor, greatly reduced the mental energy he consumed.

"Grandfather Ma Kusi, I'm going all out!"

Sean said suddenly.

"What—?!"

Ma Kusi was preparing to Apparate but was interrupted by these inexplicable words; he widened his eyes and looked at the young wizard.

At the same time, he realized it wasn't that he couldn't feel his legs, but that they were entangled by vines that had appeared out of nowhere; even more terrifyingly, some transformed stones also grabbed his legs tightly.

Sean supported his exhausted body, but his gaze was sharper.

"Grandfather Ma Kusi, be careful—" ===== CHAPTER 650 =====