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It was the 4th Ring Evocation spell, Ice Storm.

Snape responded calmly and collectedly to this unprecedented spell.

At this point, he completely regarded Levin as an opponent of equal caliber, and naturally would not underestimate him in the slightest.

He waved his wand overhead, and a raging black flame erupted from its tip, instantly melting and vaporizing all the ice spikes that approached.

The high temperature resisted the severe cold, and even the icicles that had not been affected by the flames melted into water as they fell around.

As Snape continued his attacks, even the ice cloud maintaining the [Ice Storm] above his head dissipated.

The young wizards could all see that Levin was at a disadvantage in this magical exchange.

After dealing with the [Ice Storm], Snape turned his wand towards Levin, seemingly wanting to teach him a lesson.

To everyone's surprise, Levin on the other side wore a triumphant smile.

The next moment, he felt something bind his feet.

Snape looked down and saw that in the water where the ice spikes had melted, clumps of vines had suddenly sprouted, growing at an unnatural rate and engulfing him completely.

"Damn it... 2.9... there's something wrong with those icicles..."

Snape realized that although he seemed to have gained the upper hand, he had actually been outmaneuvered by the other side.

Although it's unknown how the other party made the vines grow so wildly, vines don't appear out of thin air, and transformation spells don't have that effect. Those ice spikes must contain something like vine seeds.

He still underestimated his opponent.

In fact, he had already used his self-created dark magic during the fight against the [Ice Storm].

That magical flame, though not Fiendfire, was still beyond the scope of ordinary spells.

But how did the other party learn these powerful spells?

Snape was completely baffled.

A person's growth is traceable and requires time to accumulate.

Levin Green is only a second-year student, but he seems to need no time; in just two years, he has transformed from a student of magic into a creator.

This is too outrageous.

The battle had to continue, and he summoned magical flames once more, attempting to scorch the frenzied vines in a final struggle.

Suddenly, silver mist began to shimmer around Snape.

It is the brilliance of the [Mysterious Step].

Then Snape stopped what he was doing.

Because he felt a hard stick pressing against his back.

Upon closer inspection, Levin, who was supposed to be standing opposite him, had somehow appeared beside him, holding a wand and pointing it at his waist.

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Seeing Levin's wand pointing at him at such close range, Snape realized he had no chance of retaliating, so he stopped casting the spell.

Seeing this, Levin waved his wand, and the wildly growing vines stopped growing and quickly withered.

Snape's eyes were filled with complex emotions as he watched the withered vines fall to his feet.

“You just hid the seeds in those hailstones, right?” he asked.

"Guess?" Levin smiled.

Snape snorted and asked again, "What was that spell you just used to make the vines grow called?"

"You want to learn? I'll teach you."

Druid spells, you wouldn't be able to learn them even if I explained them to you.

Snape wasn't the Fire Cloud Evil God after all; he wasn't willing to kowtow to learn this move, so he walked away dejectedly.

In fact, it was only natural that Professor Snape would lose this duel.

On one hand, Levin's strength is indeed sufficient, and he has many side jobs, with a variety of techniques constantly emerging.

For example, the vine sneak attack just now involved Levin using [Ice Storm] to cover up the vine seeds and deliver them to Snape's feet, combined with psychic manipulation that made Snape ignore minor anomalies on the ground, and the Druid spells [Plant Growth] and [Command Plants].

The combined attack of the three professions naturally caused Snape to suffer a significant loss.

Professor Snape's inability to use dark magic limited his combat abilities to some extent.

If both sides really go all out in 08, Levin is estimated to be able to draw.

Witnessing Levin defeat their dean firsthand

The Slytherin students all paled in comparison.

Students from other departments looked at Levin with even greater awe.

The previous solo kill of the Chimera Beast was only reported afterward; no one had the chance to experience it firsthand.

This time, however, it was he who made a public appearance, and the strength he displayed far surpassed that of an adult wizard.

Levin is only in second grade now.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely become a great wizard like Dumbledore.

"Well done, Mr. Green, congratulations on winning this duel. You did a great job."

Upon seeing that the duel was over, Lockhart walked over enthusiastically and affectionately put his arm around Levin's shoulder, giving everyone the illusion that they had a very good relationship.

To the uninformed, one might mistake Levin for Lockhart's disciple!

Why can't it be?

After Lockhart decided to go back, he added this passage to the new book.

He himself appears on screen as Levin's favorite teacher.

The book also states that Gilderoy Lockhart tutored Levin individually for two hours every night!

In this way, whenever Levin becomes famous, Lockhart's reputation will also rise accordingly.

Simply perfect.

Lockhart's methods of leveraging the hype surrounding his duel are becoming increasingly sophisticated.

"Next, let's have another student-versus-student showdown!"

Before Levin could get angry, Lockhart let him go and began arranging a new showdown.

Harry and Malfoy were chosen this time.

Snape approached Malfoy with a gloomy expression, whispered a few words in his ear, seemingly trying to vent his anger at his defeat.

Malfoy's earlier fear vanished, replaced by a smug, mischievous grin.

Lockhart also tried to instruct Harry, but Harry never wanted to use his fancy wand-waving and then-dropping technique.

After all, it was a match between students, and the young wizards didn't expect their performance to be more exciting than Levin and Snape's.

But who would have thought that this duel would also have its exciting moments:

Malfoy then unleashed a spell he had never seen before: "[Dragon Emerges from Cave]!"

His wand head exploded, and a long black snake suddenly shot out, landing heavily on the floor between them. It then raised its head, ready to attack.

The crowd screamed and quickly backed away, making way for the open space—this summoning spell clearly had dark magic properties, obviously a gift from Snape.

"Don't move, Potter!" Professor Snape said lazily, with a hint of smugness. "I'll get him out of here..."

But he didn't make a move for a long time, clearly intending to embarrass Harry.

“Let me do it! I know a spell!” Lockhart shouted.

He raised his wand and waved it threateningly at the snake.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the snake not only didn't disappear, but instead leaped more than ten feet into the air. By the time it landed, it had swelled several times its original size; it could now be called a black python.

Enraged by the fall, it hissed and swam straight toward its nearest target—Justin Finley. Then, it raised its head, bared its fangs, and assumed an attack stance.

Harry instinctively stepped forward, hissing at the snake.

Then the snake lost its aggression, collapsed onto the floor, as docile as a bunch of thick, black water hoses, its eyes fixed on Harry.

Harry knew that the snake would no longer attack anyone.

But when he looked up at Justin, he found the other man's expression filled with anger and fear—he had expected to receive gratitude.

“What kind of trick do you think you’re playing?” Justin shouted.

Before Harry could explain, Justin turned and rushed out of the Great Hall as if his life depended on it.

Professor Snape stepped forward, waved his wand, and the snake vanished in a wisp of black smoke.

Then he looked at Harry with a surprised look: a look that was both cunning and shrewd.

The other young wizards around him also began to look at him with suspicion.

Only Levin understood what Harry was saying.

Through animal conversation, he can understand that sentence.

Harry said, "Let him go!"

But how is he going to explain this to Harry? Will he also be mistaken for Parsleyan?

Only Ron stepped forward first and pulled Harry away.

As they went out, people quickly stepped aside, as if afraid of getting involved with them.

The Duel Club's first event ended abruptly.

Only Draco Malfoy followed behind him, shouting angrily, "Don't think that just because you're a Parseltongue, you're the heir to Slytherin! Our heir to Slytherin is more likely to be a clumsy and reckless Gryffindor!"

His anger was mixed with jealousy, and his jealousy was mixed with pleasure.

It seems like she wants to vent all the grievances she's suffered recently.

"I'd rather be a Squib than the heir to Slytherin!" Harry retorted, then asked, still confused, "What do you mean by 'what'?"

"Stop pretending in front of me!"