There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Chapter 184 Blue Skinny Shiitake Mushrooms
The three bloodlines of the Weasley family immediately applied to Professor McGonagall to leave the school.

When Professor McGonagall heard it, it actually affected the inspection of Ministry of Magic officials. How could this be?

Professor McGonagall has always insisted on people-oriented, from little wizards to little wizards.

There is a gentle heart hidden under the serious and old-fashioned face.

The son worked hard to keep his father's job. This is a great filial piety. Mag approved this kind of application without hesitation!

"Is the three of you enough? Or let Ron go home?" McGonagall asked: "His project has ended, and it's okay to leave the venue and go back for a day or two."

"Professor, thank you for your help to our Weasley family." A smile appeared on the corner of George's mouth: "This little thing is enough for the three of us to be brothers."

"Ron didn't perform very well in the first two games. He must be under a lot of pressure." Fred said affectionately: "We can't create pressure on him out of thin air because of family affairs."

Meg was moved.

What a precious brotherhood.

Sure enough, the Weasley brothers are usually unreliable, but they have a sincere heart for their brothers.

Talking about caring is nothing, it's just a show.

Only those who, like the Weasley brothers, secretly solve Ron's problems can be called real concern!

"Ron has a few good brothers!" McGonagall said with emotion: "You take your time and come back when you are done. Don't worry about the school."

"I'll ask for leave for you! Give as many days as you want!"

Gryffindor respects people who are brave, fearless and united the most, and those who contribute silently like the Weasley brothers have the absolute support of McGonagall.

This favor, she helped!

Ron: "..."

Where has my strong backing gone?

Waiting online, very anxious.

And under the black lake, the remaining five warriors felt the teleportation function of the magical conch in their hands resumed.

This means that Hermione will pass or fail.

"Then, it's my turn!" Krum cast a head-bubbling spell on himself, and his head turned into a shark with a streamlined shape, walking in the water like walking on flat ground.

The next moment, Krum fell into the glue pool, and he felt so sticky around him that he couldn't move.

Although the glue has a water word, it is not real water.

As the king of the sea, sharks are invincible in the water.

Unfortunately, in the glue, the shark lost the majesty of the king.

Krum flailed his hands and managed to swim across the pool of glue, exhausting a lot of energy.

When entering the second pool, Krum breathed a sigh of relief.

That's it!

This dark green pool is similar to water, and he swims extremely fast.

Sharks can't help opening their mouths when they swim.

then……

Then no then.

The venom made by Voldemort himself can make a man with a firm mind like Dumbledore show cowardice.

That kind of pain, people who haven't felt it can't understand.

Krum has quick eyesight and quick hands to launch the magic conch to teleport to the Quidditch pitch.

In front of all the teachers and students of the three magic schools, Krum bent his body like a skinny shrimp, his face full of pain.

mark:"……"

Originally thought that Krum could persist until the third level, but he had no choice but to exit under the attack of the icy lake and the zombies.

I didn't expect him to be worse than imagined.

Madam Pomfrey hurried over to save her.

On Ron, she had verified it.

Her healing magic didn't respond to the dark green venom.

Next, Cedric also took out the Muggle waterproof suit.

There is no way, the little wizards of Hogwarts are mainly practical, they are not limited to wizards and Muggles, whichever is reliable supports which.

Cedric easily reached the last level, and he was lost in thought while looking at the potions all over the floor.

"I'm a gourmet." Cedric pondered: "There is a common connection between everything, medicine and food are not much different, and they also have monarchs and ministers."

"I don't know medicine, but I know food!"

Cedric decided to use his rich food experience to judge what is non-toxic and edible.

however……

"Why do I think they can be eaten?" Cedric twisted his face, thinking with his butt, he also knew it was impossible!

Cedric's cognition had been distorted by years of diet.

For a chef, there is nothing in the world that cannot be eaten.

poisonous?It doesn't matter.

Fugu is highly poisonous, so why don't chefs cook it clearly and make it a famous delicacy?

Cedric looked left and right, looked up and down, and came to the conclusion that all the potions in front of him could be eaten...

What is there to say now?

Cedric made a quick decision, randomly found a bottle of potion and poured it down.

Then, when the potion didn't work, he drank several bottles in succession.

until fainting.

Mark sighed, which was in keeping with Hufflepuff style.

Drink potion to pass the level, right?

It doesn't matter, I don't know which potion can pass the level, I only know that if I drink all the potions, I will definitely be able to pass the level.

Fortunately, there are only seven warriors.

Fortunately, there is only one Hufflepuff among the seven warriors.

Mark couldn't help but praise himself, as expected of me.

None of the potions can pass the level, which perfectly eliminates the possibility of little wizards winning through luck and solves the problem fundamentally.

If there were too many Hufflepuffs, Mark would have to replenish the potion if they drank like crazy and ran out of potions, which would be hell.

Cedric faints and Mark takes him away.

All Hufflepuffs pay homage to Cedric.

They are proud of Cedric.

Cedric perfectly presents the qualities that a Hufflepuff should have.

When in doubt, talk about eating first.

Among the remaining three warriors, Fu Rong played.

With Veela's amazing physical fitness, she ignored the obstacles of the glue pool, endured the pain of the venom and rushed into the corpse pool, knocking the corpses into the air, and then shuttled through the pool of mercury to reach the finish line.

Faced with hundreds of bottles of potions, Fu Rong relied on Veela's talent to observe carefully.

But all magical animals always have the power to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

No matter how Fu Rong looked at it, all the medicines had problems.

"However, this is absolutely impossible!" Furong confirmed.

No one really thinks that the headmaster of Hogwarts would make such a low-level mistake, right?

"So, exclude all wrong answers, there is only one truth!"

Furong's eyes were burning.

"Among all the potions, only one bottle is harmless, while all the remaining potions can cause damage to people."

"And even if the bottle is harmless, I'm afraid it's not really harmless, but just a sign of customs clearance, and it may cause some damage to the body."

Furong thought for a moment, and she made a decisive decision.

The probability is too low, she chose not to drink this potion.

"In the future, I will be the headmaster of Hogwarts."

"As for these medicines, there may be a bottle that will make me talk nonsense. This is a dark history, and I cannot tolerate it."

"Obviously the judges were watching us in some way, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to score."

"So, I choose to give up!"

Furong was decisive, she returned to the Quidditch pitch without drinking a bottle of potion.

She is by far the only warrior who has not suffered any damage.

All the warriors before her were more miserable than the last.

Only Fu Rong, elegant, intelligent, and peerless, appeared on the Quidditch pitch with light steps, long silver hair and shawls, and she was astonishingly beautiful.

Every move is so captivating that people are fascinated, and can't help but want to kneel at her feet and be Furong's dog.

"Sure enough, I guessed right." Furong looked up, and she saw a screen above the court, showing the underwater experience of the warriors.

Kevin and Cassandra waited expressionlessly.

But Fleur looked at the court, and she saw Ron with a very ugly face, who was anxious to get angry.

Fleur finally breathed a sigh of relief when she found that Hermione, Krum, and Cedric were nowhere to be seen.

Steady!

It is impossible for the Warriors to leave the scene unless it is absolutely necessary.

There is only one reason for them to leave, to get hurt in the level, or to drink a strange potion in the last level, and need a gastric lavage.

"That is to say, I am well-deserved number one in this level so far!"

Fleur laughed, and many people were attracted by her smile.

"Headmaster of Hogwarts, I am determined!"

"And every headmaster of Hogwarts is a true legend. Their lives are full of miracles. They suppress their peers, and no one can compete with him!"

"This Holy Grail War will be the beginning of my legendary life!"

"The other six warriors...the other five warriors...the other three warriors, I will defeat them all!"

At first, Fleur felt that Krum was too stupid to be a warrior, and treated him as an enemy instead to lower her style.

Then I thought Ron and Hermione were only in first grade...

A dignified future legend, compared to two first-year students, Furong can't afford to lose this person!
Only Cedric, Kevin, and Cassandra are her real enemies!
Next, it's Cassandra's turn to play.

She relied on Muggle creations to easily reach the last level. Facing the large amount of potions on the ground, Cassandra smiled contemptuously.

Snape, the famous potion master, is their head of Slytherin!
All Slytherin students have a deep understanding of potions by ear and eyes.

Taking the potion to test Slytherin, Cassandra became excited, which almost sent her face!
however……

Cassandra barely recognized more than 30 bottles of potions, none of which were good, and she was really not sure about the rest.

The most important thing is that there are still a few empty potion bottles on the field, with nothing in them.

In other words, it is very likely that there is only one bottle of the correct potion in the audience, and the previous warriors have successfully taken it and obtained the most precious thing that Mark claimed.

"Then there is only one way."

Cassandra's face sank like water, and her thoughts moved.

"Lightning Storm!"

The violent lightning crashed down, smashing all the potions into pieces.

"Unfortunately, I'm not the first." Cassandra put her hands on her shoulders: "Otherwise, I will eliminate all possibilities."

"I can't think of a way to pass the level, so don't think about it either."

Immediately, Cassandra squeezed the magic conch hard and returned to the Quidditch pitch.

Mark looked complicated.

The potion he carries with him is a treasured item in the magic world, and it is necessary for walking in the rivers and lakes.

Each has its own function, and it can often bloom magical functions in the angle that its potion is good at.

Since Mark took out the potion, he was prepared to lose a few.

Just now when Cedric poured his life into his stomach, Mark was in a bad mood.

Unexpectedly, Cassandra went too far.

Mark's heart was bleeding.

For the sake of face, this wave suffered heavy losses.

But thousands of wizards, big and small, looked on, and Mark could only bear the pain in his heart and smile.

The so-called wind blows eggshells, wealth goes to people's happiness.

The potion has been made for some years, and some of it may have volatilized, or even reduced its effect.

There was going to be a war with Gringotts anyway.

Lost property can be recovered from Gringotts.

Then find a good potion master to refine a new one at the cost price.

Mark believed that the potion master was willing to refine potions for Mark because of their friendship for many years.

But Mark wasn't that kind of guy.

Mark is aboveboard, with a breeze in his sleeves, spitting a nail.

If he asks someone to help, he will definitely pay enough.

Are you right Snape?
Intersecting the cost price for many years, plus the fact that Slytherin students destroyed too many potions, Cassandra certainly has 90.00% of the reasons, so, isn't Snape even [-]% at fault?
The child does not teach, the father too.

The laziness of teaching is not strict.

Cassandra became like this, it's all because Snape didn't work hard to cultivate her, what happened to him bleeding?
Snape suddenly felt a chill down his back, and cold sweat oozed from his brow for no reason.

"Could it be that I can't help myself when I'm middle-aged, am I stupid?" Snape frowned.

But any man can never accept that he becomes vain.

In the picture above the Quidditch field, it is clearly shown that Kevin pushed the door key and reached the last level with ease.

Although he is known as a great cleverness, as the face of Ravenclaw, Kevin's magical attainments and mastery of Muggle items surpassed most wizards.

Looking at the broken potion bottles all over the floor, Kevin fell into deep thought.

"This is the trace of a lightning storm. I don't know which junior and junior sister made a joke on me."

Kevin smiled helplessly, he didn't mind this kind of kid's trick.

"Ancient rune, let me see what is written on it." Kevin picked up the parchment, and the densely packed text came into his eyes.

For others, this is a ghostly talisman, a heavenly book.

But to Kevin, it's just a piece of jerky, complex ancient literature.

"I've seen this article." Kevin frowned. What kind of secret does this article contain?
The time was too tight, and Snape really didn't have time to make up puzzles, so he randomly found the oldest ancient rune narration and copied and pasted it.

There are only a few ancient magic text books, and it's normal for Kevin to read them.

"If it is someone else, maybe after all the potions are destroyed, there is no possibility of clearing the level."

"But the checkpoint set by Principal Mark himself is absolutely impossible!"

Kevin's mouth twitched.

"In the entire Hogwarts, in terms of intelligence, only Headmaster Mark and the extremely smart Professor Flitwick can be recognized by me."

"Principal Mark believes that there is always a chance of survival in everything, so there is a chance of customs clearance in medicine, and this parchment is also a possibility of customs clearance!"

Kevin licked his lips.

He can't see where the possibility of customs clearance is, however, the more this is the more challenging, isn't it?
The answer is there, how boring?
mark:"……"

He watched Kevin meditate hard, thinking about the mystery, staying in the room but not coming out.

Mark sighed, could he just watch Kevin fight wits and courage with the air inside?

It's boring.

Blue Skinny Mushrooms.

(End of this chapter)