Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 571 Please Use 'Xie Li Stop'

On the morning of Christmas Eve, that is, the morning when the Top Ten Tournament started... the atmosphere in the school was extremely tense, and McGuffin and the others had already suspended classes.

There were many parents of warriors, or staff from the Ministry of Magic who came to the school and wanted to watch the game.

MacGuffin, Harry and the others caught sight of Cedric's father... that red-faced wizard with a brown beard, who was talking to Barty Crouch nervously, pulling Digory by force... It seemed that he wanted to get involved or show off.

Donald Eastfork's family also came to the school. Everyone in their family was almost carved out of the same mold, covered with gorgeous clothes and robes... shiny.

Even the hair and face don't know what kind of pomade or skin care oil... In short, it's like those gods and gods enshrined in Muggle temples and churches... The whole person is shining all the time.

Really eye-catching. (strange look)

But these guys don't care at all.

In addition, Krum's father also came to the school... Karkaroff has been holding the father and son... Beware of professors and students from other schools approaching, as if afraid that someone would abduct them.

Everything in this mess twisted Harry's already tense nerves... He felt that he was floating, as if his soul had left his body, and he was separated from others by a thin veil.

He felt that everything was very far away from him, very far away... All figures and voices were very blurred.

Like being an outsider.

Whether people smiled at him, cheered loudly, or wore a lot of 'Potter stinking shit' badges on his chest, laughed loudly and said cruel words, he felt that it didn't matter, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Harry, Harry!" Hermione shook Harry's body in great concern.

"It's okay for him, it's been like this since this morning..." Ron was also worried.

When Harry woke up, he was surprised to find that... He was just practicing his ability to cast spells without a wand in the common room... In the blink of an eye, he was in the auditorium for lunch... Then he was gathered by Professor McGonagall together with other students and stood outside the lawn.

Today is a rare good weather, clear sky,

The damn thick fog finally stopped covering the entire castle.

It was bright, even in December, the sun was hot, and it shone brightly on all the students.

"Potter, Digory...you come out...Now the Warriors are all ready to go to the field for the first event."

Professor McGonagall called Harry and Diggory out of the crowd of Hogwarts students, and pulled them to the stone steps outside the castle.

Professor McGonagall was also flustered, and she looked no better than Harry himself, with a worried expression on her face.

"Don't be nervous..." she said to the two of them, "Keep your minds clear and calm is the most important thing... all the referees will be there, and if there is an accident, shoot fireworks with their wands...they will immediately go to rescue you and control the situation."

Professor McGonagall's eyes were fixed on Harry, and it was obvious that she was speaking mainly to Harry.

really……

"Harry, your ability is not inferior to others...Keep self-confidence, just like when you passed that warrior selection...Use your mind, you can..."

"Are you okay?" Professor McGonagall saw Harry clenched his fists tightly and looked anxious. She became more worried and wanted to confirm again.

"It's okay." Harry seemed to say to himself, "It's okay, I'm fine, everything will be fine."

After Professor McGonagall gave Harry a worried look, he went into the castle through the oak door and went to find representatives and warriors from other magic schools.

Harry looked at many students below with curiosity, hostility, eagerness (the Klingway brothers), and worried eyes. After a burst of dizziness and shortness of breath, he hurriedly shifted his gaze to the other warriors standing here, which made him feel better.

There are already quite a few other warriors standing here:

Morita Chiko was arranging for Akagi Eiichi to be the referee. The sturdy wizard obeyed his orders with his head bowed and his face very ugly;

Krum is being told by Karkaroff to be careful of other warrior representatives;
Camilla and Furong stood together and whispered, their faces were also very pale, not at all like their usual calm and beautiful appearance. (Most of the male students in the underground focused their attention on the two of them.)
Chen Xiaolong was reprimanded by Qiao Guanhua, the head of the Chinese wizards. He looked listless, as if he didn't care about this game... The other warriors gradually rushed over.

Mohammad Nasser, Mobutu, and Narnia Machu followed their delegation, and then separated... The warriors were also arranged by Professor Flitwick on the stone steps not far from the oak door.

It seemed that these warriors were not much more relaxed than Harry. They were also very nervous, shaking their legs back and forth, stomping their feet, and their faces were pale.

While Harry was sizing up his opponent, he suddenly heard a burst of fierce quarreling, even very nasty insults, from inside the oak door of the castle.

Not one or two, but two opposing groups.

And Professor McGonagall's weak persuasion... Her voice was directly suppressed by the noisy chaos.

Most of the referees...that is, the principals of their respective magic schools, or the leaders of the wizard delegation were very curious about this, and they walked up the steps to look into the castle.

Then most of the warriors gradually walked up, wanting to see what happened...

——At this juncture, someone would deliberately cause trouble?

Harry saw that he was the only one staying where he was, while so many students below were staring at him and discussing (obviously curious about what happened), which made him unable to stop here, so he immediately followed Cedric Diggory up to see what happened.

Donald Eastfork is leading his rabid fans... against the round-faced witch he was originally competing for.

That witch also has a lot of supporters, and the two parties are like fire and water.

It seems that Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... the conflict between the two students finally broke out just before the start of the competition.

"Say it again...Hilary!"

Every muscle on Donald's face was twitching and twisting, that kind of anger and hatred...Harry had no doubt that if there were not so many wizards present here, this guy would definitely have smashed the witch in front of him into pieces without the slightest hesitation.

"Okay... Hurry up, the game is about to start." Professor McGonagall stood between the two parties and shouted, trying to stop them.

"Agilbert Vonnut... Where is he?...Merlin, this is their school, their students... At this juncture, if such a thing happens, not only Hogwarts, but also Ilvermorny will be damaged!" Professor Flitwick who was present loudly asked the other referee principals.

But everyone said that they didn't know, but judging by their gloating expressions, it seemed that even if they knew, they would not tell, so as to stop this farce.

And Professor McGonagall obviously can't deter these foreign senior students much.

The anger between the two parties is still gathering more and more, both sides are insulting each other, and spit stars are flying around.

Among them, Harry was innocently dragged into it, and the fans behind Donald laughed loudly... that witch whose name seemed to be 'Silary'.

To say that even a low-grade student who has not obtained the [Ordinary Wizard Level Certificate] is inferior, and wants to compete with Donald for the title of warrior, is more than overestimating...it is simply overestimating!
These words angered the round-faced blond witch who had been silent... being questioned back and forth by Donald.

"Okay, that's what you asked for. Originally, I didn't want to say more..." Hillary growled viciously, "Don't think that no one knows what happened that night... If you didn't ruin the reputation of Ilvermorny School, what kind of guy do you think you are."

"It's more smug... I heard that you were played by that friend of Harry Potter... you broke into the dragon's habitat in the middle of the night..."

Donald Eastfork turned green when he heard this.

He hastily gestured to the fans behind him.

The crowd behind him immediately yelled, "Okay, the game is on... let's get down."

or……

"Hilary is ridiculous...losing to little Harry...making excuses, blaming...just full of fake news..."

There was a lot of shouting and shouting, and Silary's voice was suppressed.

As a result, almost no one heard what Hillary said.

But Donald East Fork's fire-breathing eyes have also shown that it must not be a good word, and it must have touched the pain point of this guy, otherwise he would not be so angry.

This guy is about to explode.

Harry...everyone present knew that.

Perhaps only the round-faced witch Hillary on the opposite side didn't know,
The fellow put his hand under his nose, fanned it, gestured like this, and said (high-pitched, in a ridiculously British accent), "Donald .

Her meaningful words made everyone present even more curious.

Harry couldn't help but think of what happened the night the McGuffin borrowed his Invisibility Cloak....

It must be related to this, when asked about this matter... McGuffin and Hagrid always had a strange expression on their faces, and then fell silent, and when they asked anxiously, they said they should ask Charlie Weasley.

And from then on, Hagrid didn't care about his half-blood identity being exposed, as if McGuffin had already avenged Hagrid.

"Hilary, you forced me to..."

Just when that round-faced witch of Hillary was about to say something.

Donald Eastfork was trembling all over, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, no longer BB, and directly took out his wand and started.

"Stop the diarrhea!"

With lightning speed, he took out his wand, chanted a spell, and started... An unidentified yellow light was shot directly from the tip of the wand, and it hit Silary in one fell swoop.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick present, and many referees (principals of various magic schools) did not expect this guy to be in such a frenzied situation, and dared to attack another student in front of his own face.

The professors were stunned for a moment.

until--

"Chi-la-poof-"

The stinking smell contained the smell of the Sirode-style sour fish soup for lunch at noon today... It spurted out.

"--what!"

Hilarie was stunned for a moment, then immediately rushed towards the marble stairs at the back of the hall, screaming and clutching her buttocks.

She was so panic-stricken that she rolled and crawled... That voice kept coming.

Xilali intertwined her legs intermittently, twisted her body to stay for a while, then rushed forward for a certain distance, and then stayed again... Just like that, she behaved like a snail's butt breathing fire... and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Everyone didn't know what to say.

Originally, the staff of the round-faced witch, as well as the fans of Donald Eastfork... all had lingering fears and felt the same way.

They all started to slowly...frighten away from Donald Eastfork.

With colored eyes, he looked at the warrior and the round-faced witch who was going away.

Apparently no one wants to be given by Donald... to use the extremely terrifying spell of 'Xie Liting'!

And the warriors around Harry were also talking about it.

"Did that guy pull it?"

"I don't know... But, we have to be careful of Donald Eastfork... If he did this trick to us during our competition, it would be... an embarrassment in front of wizards all over the world." Camilla Paula spoke directly to Fleur in English.

"That's right! This is interesting enough..." Chen Xiaolong spoke in English very rarely, full of schadenfreude, obviously interested in the topic of schadenfreude, this Chinese wizard.

For a moment, everyone at the scene whispered around this obscene topic, as if no one cared about the upcoming game.

In other words, from now on... this 'Top Ten Tournament' has the air of a toilet.

Cornelius Fudge paid so much to organize the world events to be held to make up for the mistakes made by the Ministry of Magic and the Quidditch competition... These efforts were directly torn up by this short spell at zero cost.

All seriousness and reputation of the event was wiped out.

It was a trick that would hurt one thousand enemies and self-injury eight hundred, and Harry didn't understand why Donald Eastfork would use this spell.

It's crazy.

'Could it be that the accident that night...was more terrible and worse than this? '

But after such a toss, the tension in Harry's heart was completely gone, completely eliminated.

It's just that he made up his mind that he must stay away from Donald East Fork for a while.

'Who knows if he will still cast this spell, even if he doesn't... get close to this guy, it's a yellow mud drop crotch-not (shi) or (shi)... who knows what others will think? '

And at this time, Ludo Bagman finally took Dumbledore, and the final handler of this incident, Agilbert Vonnart, out of the magic elevator talking and laughing.

Apparently they hadn't encountered Hillary's current situation, otherwise they wouldn't be able to laugh at all.

(End of this chapter)