Harry Potter's Catastrophe

Pain is natural, after all, forces interact with each other.

However, this small pain was still something Carney took the initiative to bear. Although Carney had not done any actual physical training, it was still more than enough.

Although his physical strength has far exceeded that of ordinary people, it may still be far from a real cultivator who practices physical and qi training.

Far from being comparable to a dabbler like Carney, although it only took him nearly a year to reach the foundation, it was not fast, not as fast as a certain flight, nor was it slow.

It is said that in modern times, spiritual energy has been greatly depleted and cultivation has long been impossible. Cultivation of immortality is even more illusory. Animals have been ordered not to become spirits.

The half-baked Carney is still very good, at least for now, in the wizarding world.

The timer above the judges' table passed minute by minute, and Carney passed the four-goal stage without missing a point with three changes and one punch.

Twelve minutes have passed, and the bottom score of 100 points has not been deducted. The outcome of this game is still clear.

The magic power that Kani saved was only a little more than eleven minutes. The magic power was gone at this time. He was not going to squeeze himself, even if he regained some after a while, he didn't plan to use it again.

Although Carney's magic power is several times higher than that of his peers at his age, it is not much different from Clodia Dove and Falls Lucci.

They think kani magic

Taking advantage of the twelve-minute gap, Carney put away his wand, rolled up the sleeves of his wizard robe, and prepared for the next indiscriminate bombardment of Quaffles.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The Quaffle launcher is in full action, firing five balls in a row.

The five Quaffles were coming fiercely, but at this time, Carney retreated to the front of the silver score wall, and knocked the five Quaffles into the direction of the silver score wall.

The wand had already been put away, and Carney was planning to solve the problem with his fists.

This would have shocked others at first, but now everyone is no longer surprised.

After watching people playing basketball for three or four minutes, it was no longer surprising. Some people still had expressions on their faces that they should have. The expressions on their faces were those of passers-by A, B, C and D.

The five Quaffles were swatted away one by one by Carney, and the Quaffles were beaten without any temper.

Just when he thought Carney was going to stage an endless batting battle, Carney methodically knocked away five Quaffles and then jumped away.

The remaining Quaffles were allowed to hit the score wall. The accelerated Quaffle was launched every two to three seconds. In less than a minute, all 100 points on the score wall were cleared, and the time was frozen at thirteen minutes and fifty. One second.

Carney's persistence time had already exceeded twelve and a half minutes, and he was already ranked first in the time allowed for the Quaffle to hit the score wall. There was no need for him to keep playing on the court.

Getting thirty points is no different from getting twenty-seven points. Although it was previously said that there is no upper limit on points, Carney doesn't believe that he will be kicked out if he plays here for an hour or two.

There is another nice saying: I don’t want to win, I just don’t want to lose.

"...Carney Strand, twenty-seven points." The old man in gray wizard robe looked at Carney with his deep eyes before slowly spitting out a few words.

Carney smiled politely at the judges' table, then walked firmly towards the staff holding the magic recovery potion, and took a bottle of magic recovery potion from the hands of the somewhat reluctant staff.

Carney returned to his position happily and was immediately surrounded by passers-by A, B, B, D and Claudia Dove.

"Although it has some muscles, how can it be possible to hit so many Quaffles!" Claudia Dove, a beautiful girl from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, grabbed Carney's hand and rolled up the sleeves of Carney's wizard robe with her hands. Knead the left and right sides together, without any leakage.

"The fist is only a little red. What kind of material is it made of?" Fowles Lucci, a passerby with black square glasses, pushed up his glasses with his middle finger and looked at the beautiful girl Chloe from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. Dia Dove grabbed her hand and said.

"It's meat, made of meat." Kani immediately withdrew his arm after being pinched a few times by Claudia Dove, a beautiful girl from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

Only the backs of the five fingers of Carney's hands were slightly red, but there was nothing else besides redness, not even a scratch.

"Hey, maybe you have eight-pack abs or something..." "Go, go, if there's anything good to see, it's up to you." Popper Addis, a passerby with a short hair, was about to lift up Carney's clothes when he was Carney slapped his arm away to stop him.

After playing around with them for a while and explaining randomly, Carney was finally liberated.

Of course, the explanation is that there was a vision in the sky when he was born, and he had supernatural powers since he was a child. Anyway, he was just fooled. It's up to them to believe it or not.

After a short discussion, the judges at the judges' table finally came up with the result, although it was only half the result.

"Dong dong dong!" The old man in white wizard robe gently tapped the table with his wand, and the sound of a drum was indeed heard. There was a moment of solemnity in the venue, and everyone stopped talking and waited for the five old men who were both judges and organizers to announce the results.

"The second competition is over. Those whose total score in the two events is less than 40 points..." the old man in white wizard robe paused here, "were eliminated. The remaining twelve contestants will announce the last question in the morning the day after tomorrow. ”

"So, do you have any other questions?" The old man in the white wizard robe glanced at Carney. They knew whether Carney had cheated or not, but others might not.

"I have a problem. I have never seen a thirteen-year-old wizard who can fly high and shoot the Quaffle with his bare hands." A man scored twenty points in the first level, but only scored ten in the second. A nine-point elimination track.

There are many players like this. They may be able to understand and control transformations, but their casting speed and magic power are not so good.

It doesn’t mean that those who are good at the first level will do the same in the second level. Players who dive in the first level may also be excellent in the second level, but they have no chance.

"Regarding this question, our answer is that cheating is allowed because the rules of the game have stated that magic other than transformation is not allowed. We do not object to the use of potions or other trickery. Even if you turn the Quaffle Launcher into a It is also possible to form other things to prevent it from serving, which is a shame..."

The old man in the white wizard robe chuckled and shook his head, his IQ was worrying.

After the five old men left, everyone realized that they had expressions on their faces that I didn't expect to be like this.

Indeed, Carney didn’t expect it either.

But this does not say that it is not allowed. What they have to do is to ensure that all the points on their point wall are deducted before the fifteen points are reached.

The five Quaffle launchers on the side of the stage were the source of points deductions, but they could only use transformation.

The Quaffle Launcher is indeed within the scope of what they allow. Transforming the Quaffle Launcher is indeed the most time-saving and labor-saving method. There is no faster way to win than this.

Compared with this, there is really no problem with Carney's rude victory, and it may even be a bit embarrassing, if there are other contestants behind, and he just had an idea.

Then Carney, who scored with brute force in front of him, would probably vomit blood and die. His stomach is churning now, and his liver still hurts a little.

As a 9102 good young man in modern society (should be 0202 now), his brain is so bad, he feels that he has embarrassed the protagonist.