Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 227 The Girl's White Silk

Harry was a little disappointed, maybe it should be said that his previous expectations were a little too high?

During the first duel, Arthur Phoenix, who came from a 'small place', gave Harry a lot of fun, although his mastery of spells was somewhat unsatisfactory. After all, he was not from outside the three major schools. Other magic schools and magic education institutions in Europe have insufficient teaching staff. The Ministry of Magic, which exists as a small independent country, does not have large resources. It is impossible to allocate funds. Even Hogwarts does not enjoy special funds from the Ministry of Magic in England. Education funds, let alone other things.

But Arthur's mastery of transfiguration made Harry's eyes shine. To be honest, he saw a trace of a master in Arthur. Of course, the current Arthur can't be compared with Professor McGonagall at all. The mastery of spells is just as good, if she fights Harry with Transfiguration.
Harry really had this idea before, but after seeing Professor McGonagall forming an army with ease, he gave up the idea that he would be beaten into a pig's head.

I don’t know if anyone has seen the Gundam in the magic world. Although the beggar’s version made by Transfiguration is a low-end beggar’s version, it can’t stand the cost of this thing so low that it only needs to pay a little magic power. Those fully armed cannon fodder Magic Gundam can not only be used in When it is destroyed, it consumes all the remaining magic power to give you a fatal self-detonation. No carbon-based creature wants to have an intimate bond with the cloud bomb. The instantaneous high temperature of thousands of degrees is enough to carbonize all flesh and blood life.

What, you arranged a fireproof spell on yourself in advance?What kind of defense should be used in the anaerobic environment that will last at least four to five minutes, and the shock wave with a speed of more than 5 meters per second?
Those puppets endowed with highly realistic intelligence are not those movable wooden stakes that Harry just hammered to touch porcelain. The magic puppets made by the real living body deformation have a clear division of labor between far, middle and near, no less than a disciplined Strict, fearless death squad.

But even such an immature brother Arthur, who couldn't stand Harry's seriousness for three seconds, was actually the best one Harry had seen in this competition.
Harry, who always said that he was always unhappy, ended the whole game in a very depressed manner.

After waiting for the opponent to use the first set of spells, Harry could almost recognize the weight of the guy opposite him. Harry, who was too lazy to move, squirmed casually in place, let the flying spell pass, and raised his head. Ebony retaliated and fainted perfunctorily. Those mediocre iron armor spells were almost standard for their first round of spells, but the magic shield that couldn't be formed was directly ignored by the magic penetration of ebony. , They couldn't understand from the beginning to the end, why they fainted all of a sudden.

Some people even reported Harry for cheating and encouraged a group of guys who couldn't stand Harry's pretense to support him. However, neither Harry nor the tournament organizing committee paid any attention to their barking.

"I can't even block a single spell of mine. You guys are too good for me to pretend to be tough in front of you."

Harry, who had filled up his hatred, didn't bother to care about the group of defeated dogs that seemed to be swallowing him alive. After getting the ticket to advance to the next round from the organizing committee, he put his hands in his pockets and walked leisurely Walked out of the huge duel venue.

Professor Flitwick gave everyone a day off. There are still many places to visit in Austria. Many Hogwarts students are leaving England for the first time. Although the wizarding world in Austria is a bit more 'small', But there are still many check-in spots worth seeing here.

For example, the dancers in Vienna are all enchanting. The music tavern here is very famous. Just order a glass of San Galleon Saint Laurent craft, and the enthusiastic dancers will surround you. If you are generous enough and willing to pay If the hourly room rate is ten Galleons, then something good will happen.

Harry walked straight to Vienna's best and most famous Kumblin Tavern. He had no interest in dancers or anything like that. He just wanted to try the white wine with a high reputation here.

"A girl's white silk?"

"Are you sure this is the name of the drink? Is it serious?"

After a brief chat with the waiter in the tavern, Harry had some doubts about the legitimacy of the tavern. This was the tavern recommended by Professor Flitwick, and it did not serve San Galleon Saint Laurent.

"Yes, sir, we only do serious business."

The waiter who answered Harry's doubts may also have goblin blood, but he is a bit taller than Professor Flitwick, and his ears are not pointed. Maybe the goblin blood is a little far away, and he looks more like a A normal boy of twelve or thirteen, Harry as a real boy of twelve or thirteen, was looking down at him at this moment.

"Does that mean there are girls' black silk, fans, girls' Balenciaga and girls' Fuge?"

"It seems that you are a very tasteful drinker, sir." The young waiter bowed slightly, "But you didn't say anything."

Harry: "."

Feeling that he was being tricked, Harry was silent for a moment, and then released a stack of golden Galleons that exuded a charming golden light. The number was innumerable, about three to five hundred.

"Bring me a bucket of maiden's song."

"But the girl only has Baisi, not Fuge." The mournful attendant said pitifully, his guts were full of remorse at this moment because he didn't know the big benefactor.

"Fuge can have white silk, um, I'm pretty sure." Harry remembered clearly that when he and Fleur were playing in Switzerland, she was wearing Fuge's white silk, which was easy to tear.

"This." The waiter, who was dazzled by the light from Jin Gallon, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, making a decision that went against his ancestors, "No problem, a bucket of girl's Fuge."

"I'm going to replace the wrong brand, but where does your bucket need to be sent to, sir?"

Isn't it just changing the name of the wine?Even if the old man finds out, at most it's just a cane butt pumping, which is nothing compared to the golden cutie.

"Where do you want to send it? It's enough to moisten your throat, just bring it up."

The unsuspecting waiter loaded the heavy gold on a tray, then bowed respectfully and left.

When he left, he did not forget to wave his finger and replace the liquor license with the girl's white silk on it into the girl's Fuge.

Just as Harry was eating snacks, listening to the song, and watching the dancing girl twist her waist enchantingly, the wooden door of the tavern was pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in. It was Arthur Phoenix. After the game, Harry didn't see him again, but Arthur also successfully advanced, and one failure didn't affect his standing out.

Harry beckoned at him, for the only 'opponent' he could look up to, Harry was a little curious about how he learned the interesting transfiguration technique.

(End of this chapter)