Genius or Monster?

The forty-first cycle.

A secluded, abandoned classroom at Hogwarts.

Professor Flitwick and William stood facing each other on opposite sides of the classroom.

William pulled a mask from his robes, covered his face, fastened a breastplate around his chest, drew his wand, and held it upright against his chest. This series of silent movements instantly transformed his entire demeanor.

Professor Flitwick also drew his wand, but he did not wear a mask or breastplate.

He didn't need these things because William couldn't hurt him at all.

Actually, William didn't want to bring them either; what he wanted was a more realistic combat environment.

But Professor Flitwick wouldn't allow it.

Once a fight breaks out, although he can control his strength, there are always times when he makes a mistake.

Both pieces of equipment were crafted by Goblin and possessed even stronger defensive capabilities than "Protego," capable of reducing most spell damage and protecting vital areas in time.

Of course, it's not that William from getting hurt, but rather that his vital parts must be protected to prevent him from dying before he even gets to the Hospital Wing.

This measure is absolutely necessary.

In his previous life, William had heard of a boxing novice who had only had five or six lessons, who was called over by his coach to "fill in" for other people's matches.

However, his opponent was a Muay Thai gold belt holder who claimed to be "one of the few in the world who could beat him at 19."

The skill gap between the two fighters was enormous. In less than 40 seconds, the beginner was knocked out by a single kick and died in the hospital.

Professor Flitwick is certainly not a fool, nor will he kill, but his strength is far greater.

If Professor Flitwick doesn't manage the timing well, he might actually be kneeling on the ground, begging William not to die, less than forty seconds into the game.

William will be fully recovered, but Professor Flitwick doesn't know that, so this kind of protection must be prepared.

After getting started, neither of them spoke.

William has been training for over a month, but his current goal is still to complete ten effective attacks under Professor Flitwick's onslaught.

William held his wand firmly in his hand, without making any unnecessary movements. At this moment, his only option in battle was to rely on his youth and agility, pursuing speed and swiftness rather than flashy moves.

The two were five meters apart. William swung his wand and launched the first attack.

"Stupefy!"

The green light shone directly on Professor Flitwick's head. William didn't even glance at the result; he charged forward with clean, swift movements, his figure whistling like the wind.

Professor Flitwick, who hadn't originally planned to draw his wand, suddenly had a sharp glint in his lazy eyes.

Without him even waving his wand, he quickly shot out two beams of blue light. One blocked the fierce attack, while the other struck directly at William's thigh.

William had anticipated that his attack would be thwarted; he had already been stopped nearly forty times.

The first time, he stood there like a puppet. Professor Flitwick cast a single spell, which bounced "Stupefy" back, and William fell to the ground.

After numerous battles, he gradually developed his own combat skills.

Relying solely on the beam spell is undoubtedly a mistake; he is certainly no match for Professor Flitwick. What he needs is speed and superior reaction time.

Speed allows you to dodge many spells in time, while reaction speed allows you to launch a better counterattack in time.

It takes your opponent one second to cast a spell, but you only need half a second to gain the upper hand.

In addition to arm strength training, William has also started physical training during this period.

Reaction time and speed can be trained; the most basic requirement is having a good physique.

Why do older wizards decline in strength? Besides a significant reduction in magic power, the most important reason is that their reaction speed is far inferior to that of younger people.

Similarly, a person with kidney deficiency will certainly not be a super strong fighter.

William leaped up, drawing a stunning arc, his body twisting to dodge the blue spell while simultaneously unleashing a second, Cleansweep attack.

"Petrificus Totalus!"

Professor Flitwick showed a hint of surprise; he never expected that William, a mere wizard, would perform so impressively.

Yes, the only word to describe it is stunning.

William, a Muggle-born first-year wizard, has displayed combat skills surpassing many fifth-year wizards. What a genius!

Professor Flitwick had no idea that this was actually because William had trained with him every day for over a month, feeding him his moves.

Professor Flitwick quickly abandoned his underestimation of his opponent, took a half step back with his left foot, and repeatedly shook his right arm.

A crescent-shaped beam of light slashed down from the sky. This magic was extremely domineering, directly and ruthlessly sweeping away William's "Petrificus Totalus. It seemed to destroy everything in its path, and suddenly magnified when it was two meters away from William.

Having witnessed this move before, William knew its power and knew he had to avoid its edge.

William suddenly used "Cheering Charm," nearly doubling his speed, and in the blink of an eye, he managed to dodge Professor Flitwick's first wave of attacks.

However, a second wave of attacks will soon follow.

"Levicorpus!" William uttered the spell again.

This move was learned from Professor Flitwick. During one of the loops, William was caught off guard and suspended in mid-air, thus losing his fighting ability.

William didn't target Professor Flitwick, but instead, with remarkable audacity, targeted himself.

He spun around, his speed increasing rather than decreasing, and combined with the "Cheering Charm" technique he had just used, it was practically flawless. Just as Professor Flitwick's spell was about to erupt for the second time, he narrowly dodged the attack, then landed upside down on the ceiling, his feet firmly planted on the ground.

William had tried this combination many times. The "Levicorpus" was originally meant to be used against enemies, but he used it on himself to avoid many spells.

It's not that I haven't failed before; when I'm upside down, if I can't hold the wand, I'll become a target.

William truly executed the spell flawlessly this time, his entire body surging with magical power. He took a deep breath, and the spell Cleansweep unleashed was far more powerful than ever before.

The six torches on the wall immediately flew off their supports, and the flames transformed into a giant fire spear that filled most of the room, shooting towards Professor Flitwick.

Then it was no longer a fire spear, but a huge eagle, stained with raging flames, which turned and crashed into William.

"Diffindo!"

William blasted it into black smoke, but within seconds, the smoke Transfiguration and solidified, transforming into countless bladeless daggers that shot out again.

"The Liberacorpus."

William fell from the ceiling, and the Levitation Charm was thrown out, slowing his descent just before he hit the ground.

Before he could even stand still, he rolled to the side, dodging a Stunning Spell.

Professor Flitwick looked intently at William.

Although the battle has only lasted a few minutes and he hasn't used his full strength, William so far has been absolutely impeccable!

A first-year wizard achieving this level? This isn't just genius, it's practically monstrous!

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