On the day he obtained this villa, Mike added Professor Flevy to the whitelist of the protection system, so Flevy was able to enter and exit the villa at will. However, according to Mike's understanding of Professor Flevy, Flevy would notify himself first even if he had something to come to the door, unless it was a big deal.

event?

Thinking of this, Mike's heart trembled, and when he looked at Professor Flevy's rare serious face, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

At this time, Professor Flevy saw that Mike had almost recovered, so he spoke:

"Mike, I have contacted you about looking for a swordsman, and the other party said he can teach you."

Upon hearing this, Mike was happy first, but then became nervous again.

If it were just like this, Professor Flevy would not be so serious, and there should be a turning point later.

Sure enough, Professor Flevy paused for a moment and then continued, "But my old friend has a condition."

"What conditions?" Mike asked nervously with a big saliva swallowed.

As soon as this was said, Professor Flevy was silent for a while, and the expression on his face gradually became a little embarrassed.

"Uh, you know, I had a bit of a eccentric temper when I was young, and I didn't do anything serious and liked to show off, so I offended a lot of people." Fleeve said, "The swordsman I found for you. He lost to me back then. I said some very excessive things at that time, which led to him holding a grudge."

"so what?"

"So he wants to compete again!" Flevy's expression changed from embarrassment to seriousness, "but because he was injured for some reasons before, he has become a cripple now, so this duel will be held by you and his disciples. Only when you defeat his disciples will he be willing to teach you."

Mike, who was a little nervous by Professor Flevy's serious expression, was stunned for a moment after hearing Flevy's words, then his body, which had become a little tight due to tension, relaxed, patted his chest and said to Professor Flevy:

"Hey! I thought it was something! Isn't it just a wizard duel? I will definitely win it for you! Don't forget that you are a student, I am the duel champion at Hogwarts!"

However, Mike's assurance of slapping his chest did not relax the expression on Professor Fleevey's face, but instead became a little more serious, as if he was even less optimistic about Mike because of Mike's underestimation.

When Mike saw that something was wrong, he sat on the sofa opposite Flevy and asked, "Can he say that the other party is very strong and is the kind of wizard who has been famous for a long time?"

"No, the other party is only three years older than you, and should be as old as Penelo now." Flewy sighed and said, "But the other party is taking a strange path. His cultivation system is completely different from you and me. To be precise, what the other party should practice should be a system that specifically restrains wizards and magical creatures."

Upon hearing this, Mike looked puzzled. He had been absorbing knowledge from the wizard world in the past two years since he came to the wizard world. After he understood, the most mainstream and powerful extraordinary cultivation system in the world is the wizard.

Now a supernatural system that specializes in restraining wizards suddenly appeared, which really made him unable to understand.

But then, Mike's pupils shrank suddenly.

Strictly speaking, he has indeed come into contact with another cultivation system, and the other party has a certain way of fighting magic, that is, the special mirror image that held the long sword in Ravenclaw's final trial only existed for a few minutes.

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

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

Shaking his head, Mike temporarily threw this idea out of his mind. He hadn't even encountered the other party's people yet, so it was too early to draw a conclusion now.

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

Even an opponent like Geralt can pass a few moves himself, and the opponent is only in his teenage years old. He doesn't believe that he can beat him if he beats him to death.

Mike, who had pondered for a while, regained his confidence and smiled confidently again and said to Professor Flevy: "Don't worry, professor, I won't lose!"

Seeing this, Professor Flevy was still a little worried, but in order not to dampen Mike's enthusiasm, he still smiled on his face.

To be honest, he really didn't have much confidence in Mike this time. His old friend himself followed the duel of Godric Gryffindor, which was the oldest type of ancient duel with a sword in one hand and a magic wand in the other.

This kind of duel is very strong, but it has great disadvantages.

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

Needless to say, perseverance is much more difficult than practicing magic. If you don’t have talent, it is useless to rely solely on perseverance. In the end, the battle between wizards is mainly based on long-range artillery fire. You run over with a long sword and accidentally kill a kite.

In addition, those who follow this path also need a magic weapon.

Otherwise, even if you get close to the opponent and have a chance to take action, your weapon is too bad, so what's the use of not cutting through the opponent's armor to protect you?

The base of wizards is already small, and even fewer people are talented and willing to work hard to practice. In addition, the fairies lost the technology to create the Demon-Breaking Silver Sword during the Fairy Rebellion, resulting in fewer and fewer good silver swords, so this genre gradually declined.

Although the old friend mentioned by Professor Flevy had become famous in the international wizard duel circle with his ancient duel with his magic wand and the sword, he defeated many powerful wizards. But most of them were just because this genre has been lost for a long time and is not very familiar with everyone. His strength and talent are actually not strong, so after he was able to figure out his path, he was quickly defeated and became a stepping stone for new duels like Professor Flevy.

But his apprentice is different. His apprentice is said to be a real genius and has shown his fists in the duel circle. Most of the new generation of duel wizards are not his opponents.

At this moment, Mike, who was sitting opposite Professor Flevy, finally smiled when he saw Flevy's face, and his heart relaxed a lot. After adjusting his sitting posture to make him feel more comfortable, he asked, "So what is that swordsman living? Let's find some time to visit him."

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

Mike's hand, which was about to put the teapot into the teapot and help Flevy pour water, suddenly froze in the air. He looked at Professor Flevy with disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what he said.

"Huh! Let's say that, my old friend is a little impatient. So after receiving my letter, he did not choose to reply, but directly brought his apprentice to England from the United States." Professor Flevy sighed and said, "I just met them today, so I came to your house to find you."

Mike withdrew his hand to get the teapot and sat on the sofa and sat silently.

He had a little anxious and didn't feel that he was too anxious about what Flevy said. After all, there are more people who are anxious these days.

But he didn't expect that Professor Flevy's old friend had such anger and rushed to the United States from the United States as soon as he received the letter.

It seems that Professor Flevy has a lot of grudge against his old friend.

What are the two great enemies in life?

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

Seeing that the hatred of killing father and mother is not enough, is it the hatred of taking away his wife?

Immediately afterwards, Mike thought that the country he is in is Britain, which is known as a corrupt country. So could it be like Dumbledore and Grindelwald who turned from love to hate?

If that's the case, then everything makes sense. No wonder Professor Flevy, who is not short of both strength and money, has not been married yet. It turns out to be...

Mike thought wildly, and his mind was full of words that were full of men who were forced to do something, and he was better at knowing men and his eyes became more and more strange when he looked at Professor Flevy.

Professor Flevy, who was opposite, obviously did not notice the brainstorm in Mike's mind. He sighed lightly and called out to Mike to go to see the old friend with him.

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

Professor Flevy walked very slowly along the way, and he delayed the distance of five minutes for ten minutes. It was obvious to everyone that he was extremely reluctant to meet that old friend. I believe that if it weren't for Mike this time, he would never have contacted the other party.

Finally, Flevi gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and pushed open his door.

What appeared in front of Mike was the living room of Fleeve's house. Mike was very familiar with it. He had lived here for several months.

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

At this time, on the sofa that Mike's favorite was an old man with mottled hair and torn clothes, and he could see that he hadn't taken a shower for a long time.

Even though the old man sat on the soft sofa, his waist was straight, his eyes were closed, and he looked like he was meditating and resting.

But Mike and Fleeve are both wizards, and they are still wizards with extremely strong mental power. The stronger the mental power, the stronger the five senses, so they can clearly hear the slight snoring sounds from the old man's mouth and nose.

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

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

This magic wall clock is circular like an ordinary wall clock. However, the dial and pointer inside the wall clock are all cursors composed of pure magic power. This cursor can shine, so it can make people see the time clearly at night, which is considered an electronic clock in the wizarding world.

It seemed that the research was too tangible, and the boy did not realize that Flewy had already brought Mike back.

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 Flevy finally couldn't help it and coughed lightly to remind the two people in the room that the master had returned.

Flevie's coughing was not loud, but both of them in the room heard it.

First, the old man sitting on the sofa. Almost the moment Fleeve coughed, Mike saw his slightly lowered head pausing suddenly, and then turned his head to look at the door.

It was not until this time that Mike saw the old man clearly. He was a dark-faced old man and looked extremely old. Most importantly, the old man lost one eyeball.

Generally, people who have one eye blind will wear eye masks, sunglasses and other decorations for beauty, but this old man is different. There are no accessories on his face.

His right eye was intact, and his sharp eyes gave people a sharp feeling, but his left eye was hollow. The sunken deep pit, paired with wrinkled skin and long black and white hair, gave people a very bad feeling.

In simple terms, this guy can tell at a glance that he is not a good person!

The boy who was climbing the wine rack on the other side of the living room was startled when he heard the cough. He saw his body trembling suddenly and lost his balance and fell off the wine rack.

But the boy with short dark brown hair forced his posture while unable to take advantage of the force in the air, and knelt on one knee and landed smoothly on the ground in a superhero appearance.

I have to say that his move is very handsome.

But he was fine, but the wine rack was in trouble.

Driven by his movements, the huge wine rack actually tilted. Although it was not overwhelmed, the wine on it still fell a lot.

Professor Flevy's pupils shrank suddenly. The wine on the wine rack was his collection for years, and he usually didn't want to drink it.

The boy also noticed the abnormality above his head, and his body suddenly bounced up again. The boy in the air poked out his hands and took all the wine nearby into his arms.

But he was also a human being after all, with only two hands, so he still became a trapped fish from two bottles of wine.

Just as the bottle was about to fall to the ground and turn into pieces, a crisp snap of fingers echoed in the living room.

Then he saw the Flevi's house elf Lolo holding his right hand high and snapping his fingers, while the two bottles of wine that should have been broken were floating in the air.

Seeing this, Professor Flevy suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and threw a thankful look at Lolo, which gave Lolo an excited smile.

The boy also carefully put down the bottle of wine in his arms, turned around and scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly at Professor Flevy at the door.

And the moment he turned around, Mike's brow suddenly frowned.

Because the boy's pupils were actually golden and vertical pupils.
Chapter completed!