Hogwarts Melon Eater

Twenty-two cars drove up quickly.

The car owners gathered together, including the bearded man who lost the first round. His car was a big red Volvo.

Festive.

The bearded man akimbo, he shouted, "I don't believe your show! It's all fake!"

The host Benson touched his nose, "It seems that one of the enthusiastic audience members this time does not believe in our program. Can our contestants convince him?"

"Please continue to pay attention to our channel," Benson walked among the enthusiastic audience and handed the microphone to a lady with long black hair. "Lady, do you believe in our program?"

"I believe it! Of course I believe it! I don't doubt it at all!" The woman was as enthusiastic as the nursery invited by the show team, but in fact she was not, she was just an ordinary melon eater.

"I've been chasing your show since the first season, and I've watched every episode. This time I finally gathered up the courage to come to the scene!"

Benson didn't know why this enthusiastic lady had to summon the courage to come to the scene. He smiled formulaically, "So, this brave lady, which contestant do you support the most?"

"Lena Lawrence!"

She really looks like a nurse! Talk like reciting lines! Benson couldn't help looking at the direction of the program team, and a staff member shook his head, indicating that he was really just an ordinary enthusiastic audience.

"Uh... this lady," Benson wiped his sweat, "can I ask? Why do you support Ms. Lawrence so much?"

Speaking of this, Madam Enthusiasm was excited, "There is some kind of mysterious power around her! For example, she can curse the black cloth and make it fly!"

Simple reasons.

"Okay ma'am, we also hope that Ms. Lawrence can come to the end," Benson smiled, "so can you tell us your name?"

"Of course the host, Lisanna Quirrell, I'm a witch," the passionate woman fluttered her long hair.

"Wow! A witch!" Benson didn't expect to hear this. He smiled brightly, thinking the woman was joking, "Then why don't you come to our show?"

"Because of secrecy laws."

Lisanna stared into Benson's eyes, "I've exhausted my courage to stand here. I don't have any more courage to participate in any show. Host, can you lend me the microphone?"

"What..." The host Benson paused for a second, a gust of wind brushed against his cheek, "Of course," he heard himself say.

Lisanna took the microphone, and it seemed that the people around didn't notice what was going on here, the Muggles smirked, and the staff holding the camera behaved normally.

"Quirinas Quirrell, I know you're going to watch this show, you haven't been home in a year, and my crystal ball tells me that you may be about to face the greatest danger of your life," Lisana looked at The camera is ready, "I just want to say, come back if you can't hang out, no one will call you a coward."

Lisanna returned the microphone to Benson and snapped her fingers.

The Muggle shielding spell is invalid.

At the same time, the people around showed blank expressions, as if they had overlooked something, but it seemed that nothing happened just now.

Benson shook his head, "Sorry ma'am, did you say anything just now?"

"It's nothing," Lisanna smiled, "I can't wait to see the upcoming challenge!"

"Of course!" Benson took a deep breath. He felt that his state was not very good today, and he was almost stunned during the recording of the program. It might be that he stayed in the cemetery parking lot for a long time, which affected his energy.

He turned around and picked up the cardboard box on the ground, "Then let's draw an enthusiastic audience member into the trunk!"

Filming continues.

"Did you see it!" Ron pulled Harry's sleeve. "That lady! She's a wizard!" Ron lowered his voice.

"Indeed," Hermione thought thoughtfully, she thought it was the witch who stole the painting just now.

"Why didn't they seem to hear what the lady just said?" Harry scratched his head. "What did she do?"

"It should be the Muggle shielding spell," Ginny replied. "Dad uses this spell when he comes to work in the Muggle world to prevent Muggle attention."

"And with Muggle Shielding Charm, Muggles would see it as very reasonable, even if it was a ridiculous film," Hermione added, "Speaking of Muggle Shielding Charm, I'm in Standard Spells Level 6. "I have seen related introductions in it..."

"Wait!" Ron interrupted Hermione's small class with a look of disbelief, "What level?"

Hermione coughed, "Level 6," she raised her chin proudly slightly, "I know we haven't even studied Level 1 systematically, but I have read the whole set of textbooks carefully, from Level 1 to Level 7. "

Harry took a deep breath and patted his chest.

Ginny clapped, "Cool!"

"Cough, let's not talk about that," Hermione said with a 'keep a low profile' gesture, "How is Errol?"

"Old and strong!" Ron patted the old man's wings, and the old man almost fell off his shoulders.

Errol sighed humanely. The activity that young owls are keen on finding people is a bit too embarrassing for his old owl.

Ms. Lina came over. UU read www.uukanshu.com and touched Errol's feathers. Hermione found that Da Hei was not following her, "Ms. Lina, where is Da Hei?"

Before Hermione could finish speaking, there was the sound of water being flushed from the mobile toilet next to it, and a black dog came out of it with a refreshing look.

"Da Hei!" Linna patted the **** dog's head and praised, "It's so smart! Knowing how to go to the toilet!"

"Amazing!" Harry, Ron and Ginny agreed at the same time.

Blake's tail wagged.

"..." Hermione opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but she still couldn't say it.

The lucky spectator who was selected at this time has been hidden in the trunk of a black Ford.

The host Benson motioned for the first player to enter the field.

It was a man with garish rags wrapped around his head, with a series of bracelets on his hands, making a jingling sound.

It looks mysterious.

"Your name is Benson, you're a man with a successful career," the rag man closed his eyes as if he was telling fortunes, "but you weren't called Benson before."

"Oh... yes sir," Benson considered his language with a serious expression, "I did change my name... Is this what you predicted?"

"No," the rag man shook his head, "I just watched the emotional show you hosted before. You used to be called Banner, and you liked to wear bear ears to analyze the reasons for the discord between husband and wife. I am your fan."

Embarrassed, Benson smiled embarrassedly and politely, and he waved to the staff, "Leave it."

The staff member smiled and nodded in response to him.

"Then this contestant, we are about to start the challenge," Benson resumed his state. "You have twenty-two cars in front of you, and only one of them has a person hidden in the trunk. Can you find it successfully?"

"let us wait and see."