Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

Yes, Professor McGonagall. Thank you for your concern.

Harry responded, winking at someone not far behind Professor McGonagall.

After Hermione saw that Harry had finished the game, she also left the auditorium with Gabriel.

But seeing that Professor McGonagall went up first, she chose to stand quietly behind.

Gabriel seemed a little restless, as if she always wanted to run over to care about her sister.

But she still kept her sister's words in mind, she must follow Hermione closely, and Hermione was holding the little girl's hand all the time.

So Gabriel could only look at this side helplessly, that pitiful look was really endearing.

After Professor McGonagall gently gave Harry a hug, he even stroked the black hair that fell loose behind him.

Then she motioned for the two to go to the tent in the backstage school hospital, and Professor McGonagall himself was not with him.

She also needs to go to the auditorium to maintain order.

God knows what would have happened to the Weasley twins if Professor McGonagall hadn't been in the audience.

After saying goodbye to Professor McGonagall, Harry and Fleur did not stay near the venue.

The two quickly reunited with the two family members who had been waiting for a long time, and walked towards the temporary tent that functioned as a medical office.

In the tent, Krum was lying on a bed with a gloomy face, with a magic bandage on his arm.

He stared at the ceiling of the tent without blinking his eyes. He didn't even respond to people entering the tent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

And Madam Pomfrey was standing in front of a large table, in front of her were several steaming cauldrons with faint blue magic flames burning underneath.

Madam Pomfrey prepared the potion impatiently, and glanced at the magic image hanging in the tent from time to time.

Obviously, this magic image is not intended to stimulate the wounded warriors to realize how bad they are.

Although this kind of international competition has always paid attention to killing and killing people's hearts, the smell of gunpowder in the Six Powers Tournament is not so strong.

The Ministry of Magic arranged this magic image additionally, just for the convenience of Ms. Pomfrey, so that she can keep abreast of the injuries suffered by the warriors and respond more quickly.

After seeing Harley and Fleur, Madam Pomfrey quickly walked over with two cups of steaming potions.

Her face was filled with indignation, anxiety and disgust, but there was concern in her voice:

Harry, and Miss Delacour, hurry up and drink the two cups of cold-repelling potion that Professor Snape just sent over.

The magic of both of you is very wonderful, and the cooperation is also perfect. But I think that if you are drenched in the heavy rain, and the rain still freezes, your body will still feel a little bit cold.

Although you are all wizards, you should still pay attention to certain aspects and not be too sloppy.

As she spoke, Ms. Pomfrey stuffed the two cups of potion into the hands of the two, and supervised the two to finish their drinking before continuing to speak.

But then, what she said was more or less resentful:

...I have to say, this time is really too much... They actually brought the fire dragon into Hogwarts!

...Fire dragon! That's a fire dragon...

Let me recall, the year before last was the Dark Wizard and the Thief, the year before it was the Basilisk and the Heir of Slytherin, and last year it was the Dementor and the wolf... the wild wolf.

It has been upgraded again this year, and it has become a more dangerous fire dragon!

What the hell is that old guy Dumbledore planning to bring into this school? There will be nothing more dangerous next year. Are you planning to develop in this disgusting direction?

Is he going to stuff Hogwarts with poisonous toads and greasy slugs? A bat is better than him as a headmaster!

Madam Pomfrey's complaints didn't last long, because there was a loud voice nearby.

Seimei Tsuchimikado, a warrior from the magic institute, was just carried back by magic by the dragon trainers, and a tent for intensive care was set up next door.

Now Ms. Pomfrey needs to give the barbecue warrior emergency treatment, at least to keep him out of danger.

This warrior named Seimei Tsuchimikado is really unlucky.

Seeing the back of Ms. Maxim leaving in a hurry, Fu Rong couldn't help sighing,

He's not going to be transferred to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries?

It's hard to say. Harley spread out her hands, and hugged Gabriel, who was sitting quietly by the side, onto her lap.

Although the little girl seemed to have been waiting for a long time, she was a little impatient.

But when the two elder sisters were busy drinking medicine, she still obediently sat by the side with Elder Hermione, really obedient and lovable.

Now Sister Halle is willing to care about herself, and Gabriel also has an expression of enjoyment on her face.

She twisted in Harry's arms, chose the most comfortable position, and continued to listen to her sisters chatting.

Looking at the current situation, unless Seimei Tsuchimikado is so lucky that he explodes and gets the protection of Tiche, he still needs to go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Disorders.

Harley rubbed the soft silver hair of the little mixed-race Veela in her arms, and joked at the same time,

Wait, I forgot, Tyche is the goddess of fate in Greek mythology, and you have to pray to Celtic mythology and Merlin in England.

But it's useless. There seems to be no god in charge of fate in Celtic mythology. It depends on whether Gao Tianyuan is willing to give him shelter.

Fleur and Hermione couldn't help laughing.

Gabriel couldn't understand what the sisters were laughing at, but seeing the three sisters laughing so happily, she couldn't help laughing too.

Then the two sat on the edge of the bed to rest, while chatting with Hermione.

Don't mention that warrior, we don't know each other well anyway. Congratulations, you have completed the competition so smoothly, and your results should be considered among the best.

Hermione said cheerfully,

By the way, Halle, you were awesome on the field.

Professor McGonagall was almost floating in the audience, showing off to the other professors crazily. In her words, 'This is the warrior from Gryffindor!'

What about me? Isn't my performance good? Fu Rong also asked with a smile.

You? All I can say is that it's barely bearable. Hermione showed a smirk, wanting to provoke Fleur on purpose.

Fleur slightly rolled her eyes, making a gesture to knock Hermione on the head.

But Hermione reacted quickly, and hid directly behind Harry, holding Harry's arm tightly:

Harry, look at Fleur, she wants to bully me!

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The game ended soon, and Catherine finally left the field with her golden egg smoothly.

And Miguel was actually one step faster than her.

Miguel fought almost alone in the entire game, and there was almost no intersection with other warriors.

He successfully used the hypnotic gas emitted by the magical plant unique to the depths of the Brazilian tropical rainforest to weaken the Swedish short-nosed blue dragon, and took the opportunity to tie it up with vines.

And Miguel was also very cautious. In order to prevent being burned, he deliberately took out the golden egg with a vine, and only took the golden egg in his hand when he was about to leave the competition field.

After the game, leaving aside the fierce reaction in the audience, a brawl broke out in the referee's bench, and it almost turned into a fight.

Karkaroff, who has always been doting on Krum, almost started a fight with Doman He Mo. If it wasn't for the obstruction of other principals around, the two would probably have a real-life PK.

But despite this, Principal Karkaroff still spoke out:

He Mo Daoman, what do you mean by warriors? Seeing that our warriors are easy to bully, so come to grab our golden eggs, right?

But He Maodao was calm, took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and then said leisurely:

I remember that the rules of the game allow warriors to snatch the golden eggs from each other, dear Principal Karkaroff?

Since this is the case, we must choose a target that is easy to grab. We can't deliberately gnaw hard bones.

Listening to He Modao's yin and yang strangeness, Karkaroff was so angry that his face flushed, and he directly entered a red temperature state.

However, he was barely rational, and did not choose to make trouble out of no reason, but tried to find a place to attack.

What you said is very reasonable. It's my fault. Then I still have some small questions, this...

Principal Karkaroff couldn't help but glanced at the list spread out on the table, and then continued,

This warrior Tsuchimikado Seimei, those weird gadgets called... Shikigami in his hand, were he made by himself?

I am deeply skeptical about this matter. After all, those shikigami seem to be well-made and contain extremely profound magic.

This Tsuchimikado Seimei is only seventeen years old. Does he have so much energy to take care of many fields?

I'm sorry, Principal Karkaroff.

He Mo Daoman put down the cup casually, with an indifferent smile on his face,

The way of making and manipulating shikigami is a basic subject in our school, so every student will know it.

And the magic contained in it is very simple. In our school, even fifth-grade students can easily master these magics.

Hearing Kamo Domon's sarcastic tone, Karkaroff's eyes became more and more gloomy, but he couldn't find the source of the attack.

After two minutes of silence, Karkaroff suddenly smiled:

I see. Thank you, Principal Kamo Domitsu for your answer.

The students in your school are really capable. They must have won a lot of golden eggs and achieved very good grades.

This time it was Kamo Doman's turn to enter the red temperature state. If there were no people here, he would have to give Karkaroff a death curse.

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed to be developing in a wrong direction, Professor Dumbledore hurriedly stood up and brought the topic back:

Since no one has any disputes, I think we must score now.

All the warriors have already left, and the students can't wait any longer. And there will be the latest addition of Newt's commentary.

Ms. Maxim also nodded repeatedly, hoping to quickly enter the scoring session, lest Karkaroff suddenly turn his finger on Fleur.

Everyone can see before that Fleur and Harley have basically teamed up.

There's nothing wrong with that on a regulatory level, but being bitten by a mad dog is also disgusting, isn't it?

Next, we will enter the scoring session! Ludo resumed the task of explaining,

Eight judges will score the Warriors.

The scoring rules this time are based on a 100-point system, and the warrior who gets the golden egg will directly get a basic score of 50 points.

For every golden egg obtained, the warrior will also get an extra ten points.

And if you don't get the golden egg, it's a pity that the warrior's score will not exceed 50 points, no matter how good his performance is.

We will score in the order in which the Warriors leave the field, the first is Viktor Krum!

Hearing this, Karkaroff's face turned dark again. After all, Krum was the first to leave the stage because of failure.

He quickly gave his own score—fifty points, which was directly maxed out within the scope allowed by the rules.

There was mocking laughter from the audience, but not loudly.

Although everyone could see that Karkaroff was pulling points for his own players, everyone didn't care.

After all, Harry got such a high score, are you still afraid of your little action?

As for the other principals, their scores were much more satisfactory, mostly hovering between twenty-five and thirty-five.

After all, although Krum performed well, whether it was dealing with the fire dragon or the magic duel with Tsuchimikado Seimei later, he showed his good magic literacy.

However, Krum used the Eye Sickness Curse when dealing with the fire dragon, which caused the fire dragon to become fierce and crushed a lot of dragon eggs. This point definitely needs to be deducted.

On the other hand, He Mo Daoman didn't give any face, and directly gave zero points, and Karkaroff's face turned blue in anger.

So in the end, Krum's score was only fixed at 228 points.

At this time, the relationship between the two was already full of gunpowder.

The next one who should be graded is Halle.

Considering that Harry won a full three golden eggs, the base score alone is 70 points, plus the previous shocking magic.

So the principals were not stingy with their scores at all, and the lowest score they gave was ninety-five points. For example, Principal Dumbledore gave the most reasonable ninety-eight points.

Ludo and Ms. Maxim made no secret of their admiration for Halle, and gave out full marks, that is, a good score of 100 points.

The four of Harry who had already walked out of the tent couldn't help laughing, and Hermione gave her best friend a hug:

Nice job, Harry!

But the score given by Karkaroff was beyond everyone's expectations.

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(Thanks to the two big guys of Lily Eternity for their rewards!)

(ps. There seems to be no god of luck or destiny in Celtic mythology. I searched for a long time and found nothing. There is just a saying that there is Morgana, the goddess of luck in Celtic mythology, or Morrigan, how to pronounce it depends on the translated version. The name itself has the meaning of goddess in charge of fate, but I haven't found that she has the priesthood of fate after searching for a long time.)