Harry Potter's Bastard

The so-called "lucky spectators" used a magic lamp, which Solim hadn't noticed before, and in the awning above their heads, there was a magic lamp, and the light shone into the crowd below, showing a circular spot of light, but interestingly, Solim and Calvin next to him were not in a circle, he was in the same group as the other spectators across the aisle.

The magic lamps began to go out one by one until the last one remained. At this time, the red-skinned guy began to count down, and the audience also counted down loudly along with him:

"Five-"

"Four-"

"Three-"

"Two—"

"One! Let's go!"

The magic lights of the arena began to light up one after another, one on and one on and off, until it circled around the entire arena. The magic lamp on Solim's head had lit twice.

Solim's heart began to beat uncontrollably at an accelerated pace, a sensation he was no stranger to, he had experienced it several times before danger came.

"Calvin, I feel ......"

The magic light show around the show begins to slow down, as if to remind people that the "lucky one" is about to be revealed.

"Don't speak!" Calvin was also nervous at this time, pursed his lips and looked serious, and he didn't know when, he felt those fingernails again.

The lamppost lit up ten meters to Solim's left, startling the spectators below, who heard the screams of a woman among them.

"Kent, you and this kid swap 427 seats!" Vanessa said suddenly, "I have a bad feeling. "

"How," Kent pouted to the side, where a red-robed staff member stood staring in their direction.

The lamppost disappeared, the next light came on, and there was another jump, and one of the guys, who seemed to think that he would be chosen, lost his mind and prepared to run away, only to be immediately knocked unconscious by the staff in the aisle and dragged away.

"Then Calvin, come on! This kid will be fine with us, but we can't leave him alone. Vanessa seemed to be really anxious at this point.

The speed of the light has been getting slower and slower, and it seems that it will stop at any moment. Solim took a deep breath, he knew what was going to happen next, and he needed to adjust to the next situation.

"It's too late," Calvin didn't say anything before Vanessa slammed the armrest, "Now that the eyes of the audience are here, there's no time to make any moves, I should have thought about it a long time ago, damn it!"

The light went out, which meant it wasn't over yet, but it was for everyone else, and it was over for Solim, because the next light was the one above his head.

The non-dazzling yellow light hit Solim directly from above, of course, he was not the only one, in addition to the two guys behind him, there were seven "lucky ones" on the other side of the aisle, and Calvin, who was less than a fist away from Solim, was excluded.

"Lucky one is born!" exclaimed the eye-catching red-skinned man in the middle of the room, "Ten people! Oh, what a pity, if it weren't for that aisle, there would have been a few more." "

At this time, a wizard in a red robe walked over and motioned for Solim and the others to follow. When he stood up, he noticed that the unknown guy behind him seemed to be frightened and sat there motionless.

"But that's okay! I just received the news that 12 people tried to leave their seats when the lights were on, and they will join the team, and if they survive, we will not pursue them!"

"No, I don't belong here! I'm just here to see the fun, I'm getting out of here!"

The guy in the back seat of Solim seemed to collapse, rushing out of the mouth with tears in his eyes, only to be knocked down without accident.

"Boy!" Vanessa suddenly stopped Solim, "Be smart! Don't worry about the means, everything is about survival!"

Solim nodded, and tossed the staff to Calvin. It had the Selwyn family insignia on it, and it was best not to carry it at this time, as Calvin's curse was no longer valid anyway, and there was no need for it.

Ten people, along with a stunned guy who had been dragged to the ground, followed the red-robed wizard through the hallway to the inner hallway of the dueling arena, the dim light making the narrow hallway look eerie.

All the way down, in front of a huge iron door, Solim and the others were stopped. A one-eyed wizard, Solim found that he always looked at himself, consciously or unconsciously.

"I won't talk nonsense, try to live, only those who survive are qualified to make claims. "Although the one-eyed wizard looks fierce, his voice (CDCE) is gentle, giving people a peculiar sense of disobedience. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The iron gate was opened, and Solim and his party of ten were driven out like sheep in a sheepfold.

One thing I have to admit is that sitting in the stands is completely different from standing in the sand. The audience began to cheer excitedly when they saw them enter, and Solim, who was in the center, felt it especially strongly, as if something strange thought had popped up in his head, and some kind of impulse appeared in his body.

"Is it some kind of magic?" Solim pressed himself, and began to observe the others.

A young man tore open his wizarding robes to reveal his shriveled, malnourished chicken breasts, and seemed to be in full swing as he received the cheers of the audience...... Or rather, completely affected by some magic.

Everyone else was also more or less affected, except for the unlucky guy who was still lying on the ground. []

Everyone didn't communicate with each other, and they looked at each other, as if they wanted to pick the weakest one.

On the other side, the guys who had just tried to escape were also kicked out of the other gate, but there were only 11 of them, and Solim remembered well, 12 of them.

"Come on, louder cheers!" the red-skinned wizard began to stir the audience's emotions again, "Now we have 21 lucky winners! That's great! So we're able to see some new tricks!"

Solim found them in the stands, but Solim couldn't read their expressions because of the distance.

"That's right! It's a labyrinth!"

The whole field began to shake, and the footprints on the yellow sand behind Solim began to disappear rapidly, and a wall of yellow sand rose from the ground, and Solim's feet suddenly loosened, and the whole person fell in.

He could have reacted, and he could have done it if he had to, but Solim hadn't. He sensed the effect of the spell and was only used to move him.

"The center of the labyrinth...... No, it's not the center, it's the end, it's a complete slip of the tongue, I hope my boss doesn't detain my Galleon!"

Solim was surrounded by yellow walls on three sides, but he could still hear the red-skinned voice clearly.

"Is the center of the labyrinth a slip of the tongue or is it deliberately misleading?"

He placed his hand on the wall, and a tingling pain spread from his fingertips to his whole body, and his whole body began to go limp, and the sensation disappeared as soon as he removed his fingers.

"Can't you touch it?"

"There is only one rule - get to the center of the maze...... The end, it's the end, get that thing, you can win!"

"But there's only one spot! Only the last person to get it wins. "

"Kill, struggle, bleed! This is the price you must pay!"

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands, 21 men, including Solim, began a maze battle to kill anyone they came across until the last one remained, and the object that ended the fight was found.

It's just that the 21 people in the maze don't know, and they are not the only ones in the maze.......