There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Chapter 161 Holy Grail War!

Mark looked at Sirius and Lupine.

It seems that it is difficult to achieve true balance purely by dynamic balance difficulty.

A ruthless person, a werewolf, they have rich experience, they can pull people to the level they are familiar with, and then defeat them with rich experience.

The problem is, it also depends on the opponent.

Mark looked at Snape, Lucius, and Hermione again.

No matter how you look at it, the side of Sirius is a loser!
Mark immediately decided to change the original plan and introduce new variables.

As we all know, one-on-one is the most difficult.

If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, and you can't beat it no matter what.

But if there are too many people, the result will be hard to say.

It is easy to fish in muddy water.

In multiplayer battles, the one with the strongest fighting power does not necessarily win, and the one with the weakest fighting power does not have a chance.

"Nowadays, there are internal and external troubles in the magic world, and dark wizards are watching. I decided to take this opportunity to contact the ministers of the Ministry of Magic of various countries to discuss countermeasures!" Mark said: "At the same time, start the Holy Grail War for little wizards!"

"Whoever wins the Holy Grail War will receive a huge bonus of [-] Galleons and the qualification to teach ancient legendary spells personally from Professor Dumbledore!"

Everyone took a deep breath.

That's what Dumbledore himself taught ancient legendary spells.

There was no way, too many Hogwarts students were attending classes under him.

But fifty thousand Galleons was too much money, enough to turn the poorest beggar into one of the wealthiest people in the wizarding world.

Sirius and Lupine were short of breath. If they won the Holy Grail War, they wouldn't have to ask Harry for money!

It's shameful to ask for money from a junior.

Lucius' eyes lit up.

Most of his wealth was donated to Hogwarts, and the remaining part did not allow him to continue his extravagant life. If he got [-] Galleons, he would be able to regain his glory and become a platinum noble again!

"At the same time, whichever of you performed better in the Holy Grail War, then the right to use the resurrection stone for the first time will be handed over to whom." Mark said, "What do you think?"

Sirius and Snape met eyes, and they nodded slowly.

If you are arguing, but there is no result, it is better to listen to Mark.

They have absolute confidence in winning the Holy Grail War.

"So what is the Holy Grail War?" Harry asked.

Mr. Principal still wants me to be a judge, but I have never heard of this thing, and if there is a problem with the review, I will be thrown out of Hogwarts!
It doesn't matter if you are ashamed in front of your classmates. Principal Mark obviously wants to invite other countries' magic academies to throw people into a crooked fruit. Harry thinks he can commit suicide by jumping off a building.

"The Holy Grail War, that is a legendary story that began in a long time ago." Mark's voice was heavy, and he flipped his hands and took out a trophy, which was square and golden in color, burning with a perennial flame.

"The most elite little wizards are selected by various magic schools, and they are completely and almost impossible to complete the challenge, go through many hardships, life and death crises, and No. 1 will receive supreme glory and bonuses!"

"This war was very terrible. The participants suffered heavy casualties over the years, so it was stopped more than 100 years ago."

"Today, I decided to restart the Holy Grail War for the cooperation of the Ministry of Magic of each country and the harmony and communication between the students of various magic schools."

"Fifty thousand Galleons, the hope of resurrection, and endless glory can all be obtained in the Holy Grail War."

Mark laughed: "In a sense, the winner of the Holy Grail War is the well-deserved number one wizard of the world's younger generation!"

Harry's eyes turned red instantly.

The world's number one wizard!

Mr. Principal, I don't want to be a judge anymore, I want to end in person!
Harry Potter, the savior of the world, was often gossiped at school. It was ridiculous to say how to kill Voldemort with such a skill. Harry could only clenched his fists but could not refute the gossip.

He really can't beat Voldemort.

"If, I win the honor of being the number one wizard in the world!" Harry gasped, "Who dares to gossip about me behind my back!"

Not only Harry, Ron and Hermione were also very excited.

Huge wealth, supreme glory, and the personal teaching of a legendary wizard, who is willing to give up?
"Wait... the younger generation?" Lucius found a blind spot. I'm over 30 this year, am I considered the younger generation?

"Of course, only students who attend magic schools are eligible." Mark said, "Each student can be escorted by two adult wizards to form a team."

"Adult wizards use their residual heat... I mean, they can activate experience with radiance and heat, and young wizards will play in person."

"The final wealth and glory will be shared equally among the team members."

Fifty thousand Galleons instantly became more than 6000 per person...but it was still a lot, and no one had any objections.

As the old saying goes, a single tree does not make a forest.

After all, the power of one person is small, but the wisdom of three people gathered together can explode with astonishing power.

"Mr. Principal, I seem to have heard of the Holy Grail War you mentioned." Hermione frowned, and she bit her finger: "The Holy Grail in your hand seems to be the Goblet of Fire. The Holy Grail War you mentioned used to be called the Triwizard Tournament."

Hermione read a lot, and saw the record of the Goblet of Fire in a certain book, which was exactly the same as the trophy in Mark's hand.

"Yes, it was indeed called the Triwizard Tournament in the past." Mark honestly admitted that he was honest and kind, and never lied!

"It's just that there were three warriors from three magic academies in the past, so it was called the Triwizard Tournament. Nowadays, outstanding little wizards in the magic world emerge in endlessly. What can three people do? So I expanded the quota to seven and renamed it the Holy Grail War!"

There was nothing wrong with what Mark said, and Hermione couldn't fault it.

"Competing for the first place among the seven?" Sirius laughed in a deep voice.

With the youngest of the Weasleys around, they had a great chance.

On the surface, there are only three of them.

In fact, there is a hidden power in the dark.

The entire Weasley family is their strongest backing!
His son participated in the Holy Grail War and fought for honor. Can Arthur Weasley, the father, express his gratitude?
The event funds and various magic props have been settled.

"We have a great chance." Lucius laughed suddenly: "Snape and I have a very wide network in the magic world. This Holy Grail War is not only about the power inside the field, but also the power outside the field!"

"Hermione, I heard you were called Miss Know-It-All at school, with wisdom like the sea."

"The things in the field are left to you."

"Leave the off-court affairs to us!"

Harry looked left and right.

envy, jealousy, hate.

He also wants to participate in the Holy Grail War!

"Okay, it's settled." Mark waved his hand, and Apparation disappeared with a bang.

Later, Mark summoned the students who worked in the Daily Prophet and the Ministry of Magic after graduation, and asked them to spread the news of the Holy Grail War with all their strength, and strive to spread the news to the whole world.

The Holy Grail War will be based on a higher, faster, and stronger magical spirit, and in the midst of many difficulties, choose the real strongest wizard of the younger generation!
The news spread, and the magic world shook!

No matter fifty thousand Galleons, the supreme glory, or the personal teaching of a legendary wizard, it is something that everyone dreams of.

Mark called the Goblet of Fire... oh, now it's called the Holy Grail.

Mark placed the Holy Grail on the table at the top of the Hogwarts auditorium and set a powerful spell.

Only those under the age of 17 are eligible to put their names into the grail.

After three days, the Holy Grail will spit out the names of the seven little wizards.

Seven little wizards will form seven squads, fight bloody battles, and fight to the death for victory.

Almost all Hogwarts students threw in their names.

Almost, because Harry didn't.

As a judge, he has no right to compete.

That night, Harry was so irritable that he couldn't sleep and wanted to go to the Forbidden Forest to kill two black wizards to vent his anger.

Suddenly, he saw hundreds of black Pegasus flying in the sky.

Every Pegasus is extremely handsome and muscular. They flap their wings and pull a huge carriage to Hogwarts.

The most gorgeous and huge carriages did not use flying horses, but thestrals.

This powerful magical creature is much more powerful than Pegasus, and it is between reality and fiction. Only those who have witnessed death can see its existence.

Today's Hogwarts is different from the past. As long as you are a young wizard, you have witnessed death.

No one thought it was a ghost car.

A tall woman stepped out of the carriage pulled by thestrals.

"Welcome, Madam Maxim, long time no see." Professor McGonagall walked out to receive Madam Maxim.

Madam Maxim laughed loudly: "Meg, long time no see."

"Hogwarts restarts the Triwizard Tournament... Oh, I mean the Holy Grail War, and we Beauxbatons must join in." Madam Maxim said worriedly: "If it were to pass, the death rate of the Triwizard Tournament would be extremely high It is impossible for us to come to the project."

"But you, Headmaster Mark of Hogwarts, justified the facts and told me how difficult the future is. The most evil darkness is just around the corner, and wars that are more terrifying than decades ago may break out at any time."

Madam Maxim smiled bitterly: "There is no way, we must unite."

As a half-giant, she acts decisively.

Just make up your mind and do what you say.

When it was judged that what Mark said was very true, that Voldemort and Grindelwald were really mixed up, and that World War III was approaching, Mrs. Maxime brought all the Beauxbaton students here without saying a word.

She knows very well that a snake can't do without a head.

The winner of this Holy Grail War will certainly receive supreme glory and wealth, but the school that trained him will also have a huge advantage in the upcoming negotiations.

"Students who want to participate in the Holy Grail War write their names on the parchment and put it into the Holy Grail." Professor McGonagall said.

Madame Maxime nodded, and waved her palm-like hand, a large number of Beauxbaton female students wearing light blue skirts and light blue top hats came out of the carriage. They were young and beautiful...some were beautiful and some were ugly. Some are medium.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all young, full of youthful vigor, and swaying in style as they walk.

The leader is a girl with amazing beauty, her facial features are exquisite, and her skin is as fair as jade.

Unlike white women who have large pores and body odor when they get older, this most beautiful girl is different. Anyone can see that she doesn't have the troubles of most women.

"I'm not one of the best students." Madame Maxime said with a smile: "Fleur Delacour, who has a quarter of Veela blood, has the advantages of both humans and Veela, and has very impressive magic power. Nothing compares."

McGonagall had already recognized it.

There is no way, the Veela blood of the Delacour family is too famous in the magic world.

Mag is well-informed, and she doesn't care if she is a Veela or not.

To her embarrassment, just a few days ago, Fleur's younger sister Bai Lianhua died in Professor Flitwick's Charms class.

Although Mark turned black and white... What McGonagall meant was that although Principal Mark discovered the real culprit with his keen observation skills, it still couldn't change the fact that Bai Lianhua died at Hogwarts.

He died on the first day he came here, and he didn't even get a meal.

Beauxbaton's students took turns placing the parchment with their names on it into the Holy Grail, and then they felt a gust of wind.

The wind came from the Black Lake.

A huge warship slowly rose from under the Black Lake, and the Durmstrang Academy of Magic performed a very powerful apparition, sending the entire ship into the Black Lake.

A large ship appeared from the Black Lake, and many of the water monsters native to the Black Lake were frightened.

"Karkaroff, long time no see." Snape greeted him by the Black Lake.

Principal Durmstrang Karkaroff was a little confused.

haven't seen you for a long time?

Didn't we just meet two days ago over whether to go to Voldemort or not?

As a former Death Eater, now with the presence of Headmaster Durmstrang, Karkaroff has a good mind.

He guessed right away that Snape didn't want to expose what he'd seen before.

"Snape was right. Now that the Dark Lord is raging outside, we ex-Death Eaters had better be quiet and not jump around."

"Otherwise, if the white wizards feel that we are in tandem, I will die unjustly."

Karkaroff sighed.

In the circle of white wizards, he managed to get into the position of headmaster, a high position, and now he was not happy to be asked to go to the circle of black wizards to worship at Voldemort's feet.

Voldemort couldn't bring him a better career prospect, so he could only jump back brazenly, gritted his teeth and messed with the White Wizard to the end.

As soon as he was notified by Mark, Karkaroff ordered Zidmstrang's student to rush over.

To put it bluntly, he was insecure in Durmstrang.

Or Hogwarts!

Give Voldemort ten guts, and he wouldn't dare enter Hogwarts!
Karkaroff decided that from today onwards, he would live in Hogwarts and not leave.

During the Holy Grail War, Hogwarts was to be a landlord, and he was very safe.

After the Holy Grail War... Karkaroff smiled slightly. At that time, Krum, our best student in Durmstrang, will be the winner of the Holy Grail War.

At that time, I was not as powerful as a legendary wizard at Hogwarts, but my status had risen and my voice was louder.

I said that I should stay at Hogwarts to facilitate command, who would dare to refute?

"Take a step back, even if Krum fails, I'm stuck at Hogwarts!" Karkaroff touched his arm. As long as Voldemort is willing, he can sense himself through the Dark Mark.

Only at Hogwarts could he feel the slightest bit safe.

He will be in a hurry with whoever tells him to leave Hogwarts!
"Go ahead and put your names into the Goblet of Fire...the Holy Grail." Karkaroff said in a deep voice, "We, Durmstrang, will be the champion of the Holy Grail War!"

(End of this chapter)