Harry Potter's Catastrophe

The staff on the side came to help the girl with one ponytail, Ani Landers, and handed her a tube of magic potion.

"Huh?" Luden Fajan, a sharp-eyed passerby with a middle point in his eyelids, noticed it right away, "Why does she have the potion to drink, but I don't?"

"It looks like it's a low-level magic recovery potion. If it's of poor quality, they won't be able to use it." said a passerby, Bob Addis, a man with a short hair. "It seems that it allows contestants to use their magic more freely without worrying about magic power exhaustion."

I don’t even have low-quality ones, Carney muttered in his heart. He must look very, very, very weak when he comes on the field, and then give him a bottle of low-level magic recovery potion for nothing.

"Why didn't I?" Luden Fajan, the passer-by-center scorer, said for the second time.

"Why haven't I seen one before?" asked passerby Tenga Tansi, a man with slanted bangs.

"Just transform in front. It won't cost you much. It's completely unnecessary." A passerby with black square glasses said.

"Why didn't I?" Luden Fajan, the passerby's top scorer, muttered for the third time.

"You won't refuse?" Carney decided to ignore him, otherwise he would be too embarrassed.

"When did I refuse? He didn't even show it for me to refuse." Luden Fajan, a middle-aged passerby, opened his eyes wide as if he had heard a shocking joke.

"He wants to help you, but you wave your hand to indicate that he doesn't need it," said Claudia Dove, a beautiful girl from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

"God, I waved my hand. I don't need support, but I want the magic potion." Luden Fajan, a passerby with a middle score, felt that he suddenly became very weak.

"Is it my fault?" said Dove, a beautiful old party member of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, who was not good at speaking.

"...That's all." Luden Fazhan, the middle-parted man in the passerby, rolled his eyes, "You are a real man if you don't take it."

"If you don't take the magic potion for free, you won't take it for nothing." Tenga Tansi, a passer-by with slanted bangs, doesn't accept his trick. Even if he takes it, he is still a real man.

"No fool would take it." Fowles Lucci, a passerby with black square glasses, added.

"I... have bad luck. Bad luck." Passerby A, a man with a middle score, felt speechless and said, "But I'm not a fool."

"Yes, that's right, you're not stupid." Carney said expressionlessly, "Stupid people have stupid blessings, but stupid people don't."

"Pfft, hahaha..." Claudia Dove, a beautiful girl from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, couldn't hold back her laughter and made a pig noise.

An unknown contestant on the field has begun to transform, and his positioning knowledge is exactly the same as that of the girl with a single ponytail, Ani Landers...

The next few contestants all had the same posture and position as the assembly line, and the scores they obtained were similar. Twenty-one and twenty can be said to be the lowest scores so far.

So far, there has not been a high-scoring player, and all the points were deducted within ten minutes.

"Tenga Tansi." The voice of the old man in gray wizard robe did not change at all, and his voice was emotionless.

"It's really stressful." Tenga Tansi, a passerby with slanted bangs, took a deep breath.

"However, just think of it as a waste of magic power to get a bottle of low-level magic recovery potion." Tenga Tans, the man with slanted bangs in passerby B, said while winking at Luden Fajan, the man in passerby A with center parted bangs.

The latter closed his eyes and plugged his ears. If his eyes were out of sight, his mind wouldn't be bothered. If his ears weren't listening, his mind wouldn't be confused.

Ten minutes later.

"Tenga Tansi, twenty-one points."

"Quick, I'm too weak, all my magic power has been used up. Help me and give me a bottle." Tenga Tansi, a passerby with slanted bangs, stood up from the ground tremblingly.

The staff quickly helped him, helped him back to the nearest position, and took out a bottle of magic potion.

"Thank you very much!" Tenga Tansi, a passerby with slanted bangs, stood up immediately after taking the potion without swaying at all.

Under the dumbfounded and disbelieving gazes of the staff, he took three steps and two steps at a time, walked back to his position in a swagger, and deliberately shook the magic potion in his hand in front of the passerby, Luden Fajan.

"That's enough..." Claudia Dove, a beautiful girl from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, covered her face and tried her best to pretend she didn't recognize him. "Why should I sit with you?"

"Pepper Addis." The old man in gray wizard robe read out the name.

"Activity, activity." Popper Addis, a passerby with a short hair, twisted his wrist, "Brothers, watch my performance."

"Twenty points for Pepper Addis."

"Ah hahaha, who said it would last longer than me, but it turns out it hasn't lasted longer than me." Luden Fajan, a passerby with a medium-centred hair, said with a hearty laugh. Bob Addis, a passerby with a medium-centisection hair, had exactly ten seconds. minutes, a few seconds slower than him.

"I have this, hehehe." The passerby, a man with an inch hair, was not angry. He took out the low-level magic recovery potion he just got and said with a shake.

After dozens of minutes of competition, contestants with more than 21 points finally appeared. Three or four appeared at once, and they stopped at 22:23.

It seems that the list read out now should be based on the strength of the judges as assessed by the judges, from weak to strong.

Therefore, the beautiful girl Claudia Dove from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and the passerby man with black square glasses have not read the Tao yet.

And, of course, Carney.

"Folse Lucci." He said Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrived, and the old man in the gray wizard robe next thought of the passerby, the man with black square glasses, Folse Lucci.

"We're watching Fowles perform." A passerby named Pepper Addis cheered up.

After all, it would be boring to watch the same scene all the time. The Quaffle kept firing and the Transfiguration kept firing. It lasted ten minutes. It was so hypnotic.

"Are you ready?" the old man in gray wizard robe asked.

"OK." Fowles Lucci, a passerby with black square glasses, did not stand sideways on the assembly line, but stood where he originally imagined.

He was not used to standing sideways, but he could move slightly in this position, so the Quaffle could not touch him, and he could still see the five Quaffle servers.

"Start!" the old man in the gray wizard robe gave the order, and the timer above started, and the Quaffle Server immediately shot out a Quaffle.

The passer-by Fowles Lucci, a man with black square glasses, flicked his wrist, magic flew out, and the Quaffle immediately turned into a Bludger.

Quaffles and Bludgers have similar appearances, similar materials, and consume relatively little magic power.

But the Quaffle is a Quaffle, and the Bludger is a Bludger.

The Quaffle transformed into a Bludger hit the silver score wall without deducting points, and then the boring scene of shooting balls began again.

Many contestants are playing Hache. Although the lunch break has passed, they still have the desire to doze off.

After all, the picture is the same from beginning to end. The difference is that they are not the same person, but their actions are almost the same.

Waving the wand transforms, either to the left or to the right.