Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"Lucius, your son has been very close to Harry Potter recently."

"What's wrong? Do you Malfoys also want to have some relationship with the famous [Savior]?"

Lucius' ears were already vaguely filled with the greasy and disgusting whispers of the Dark Lord. Even if it was just a sound he imagined, he couldn't help but lift his heart.

If the Dark Lord really noticed this.

Thinking, he found it difficult to maintain his demeanor, and suddenly stood up and walked down.

Under the stands, in the rest area for the players.

"My dad is here." Draco nodded to several friends, turned around and left the Weasley family.

No one knew what kind of conversation broke out over there. Their voices gradually rose, and finally, after a roar that seemed to be difficult to suppress, they suppressed their voices again.

Then, the father and son separated again.

But unlike when they came, their smiles became coquettish after they separated this time.

"Are you okay?" Harry couldn't help asking as he went to the stadium.

"It's okay." Draco shook his head and raised his lips: "Some old sayings, but for me - hehe, times have changed."

"Draco" Hermione couldn't help but look at this friend with some worry. She heard something different from this.

"Don't worry." Draco looked at Hermione, and the aggressive eyes from the Malfoy family seemed to see through everything.

"Hermione, you think too much. I'm not playing some rebellious and immature drama with my father. What I mean is - I absolutely support the interests of the Malfoy family, but I'm not a puppet of the family."

"Okay." Hermione said no more. In fact, she couldn't quite understand what Draco said. Family or something was too far away from her, and it wasn't something recorded in books.

Harry nodded and stopped talking, just patted his shoulder.

"Warriors!" Professor McGonagall came over, clapping her hands and smiling with ease: "Warriors are ready to enter. Please ask your family members to leave the rest area and go to the stands.

If you are interested in going to London, you can take the Hogwarts Express at the same time. The express train will travel along the route of the competition and broadcast the scene in real time."

Molly kissed the three children gently, then came to Harry and patted the children's faces: "Okay, see you in London."

"See you in London, Mrs. Weasley." Harry nodded.

Molly came to Draco, patted the pale face, and held his shoulders.

"You have a broad shoulder." She said: "You will grow into an excellent big boy. Anyway, kid, be yourself!"

"Molly." Arthur put his hand on his lover's shoulder. Perhaps he felt that Molly said too much, and it was really a bit abrupt and indecent to pay attention to other people's families.

"Thank you for your concern, Mrs. Weasley." Draco said seriously.

Arthur looked at Draco, nodded with a smile, patted his shoulder, and joked: "He is indeed very strong, much stronger than your father. He was very thin when he was in school."

"I am exercising." Draco smiled.

The Weasleys left, and under the suppression of Professor McGonagall, everyone was relatively quiet in the lounge.

After a while, Professor McGonagall notified them to prepare to enter.

At the same time, Jordan's excited voice sounded outside.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the second event of the Triwizard Tournament - [The Wizard's Path]

This will be a competition across most of Britain. Under the watchful eyes of wizards all over Britain, a total of 22 outstanding wizards will be divided into eight groups to compete in chariot racing.

Next, let us invite the team from Durmstrang Academy.

The first team to appear is - Northland Chill!!"

At the same time, in the lounge, under the instruction of Professor McGonagall, Victor Krum, Marcus Flint and a boy from Durmstrang stood up.

"The Pope, the Fool, the Star." Hermione recited the tarot cards they had, thinking about what abilities they had.

Not long after Northland Chill left, the second team of Durmstrang named [Fargo] also left the lounge.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer people in the lounge. Out of home court etiquette, the first to leave were from the other two schools.

When the fourth team, Fleur's team, left, they were cheered by almost half of Hogwarts.

When the cheers gradually faded, Jordan's voice sounded at the right time.

"Next, there are four teams from Hogwarts!

The first team to appear is——【Nobodies】!"

Harry looked at George Fred, then frowned and looked at Cedric.

If it was Hufflepuff's usual humble attitude, it would be normal to use this name.

However, what was surprising was that Harry also received Cedric's searching gaze.

Obviously, Cedric was also wondering if this team name was made up by Harry.

At the same time, in the corner of Harry's eyes, a familiar figure stood up.

"Let's go." Draco said, brushing off the non-existent dust on his wizard robe.

"You?" Harry looked at Draco in surprise, as if he felt like he had met this friend again.

"Hehe." Draco smiled, and behind him, Ron and Neville also stood up.

"Nobody, or famous?" he said as he walked towards the door of the lounge.

"See you later!"

"What an ambition that is so obvious." Harry smiled.

"Not nobody?" Hermione asked in confusion: "Obviously he chose the former."

"Obviously Draco wants to use facts and results to tell the answer." Harry smiled.

After Draco's team left, Jordan's voice sounded again.

"The next one to appear is——[咻—— crackling]"

"What is this?"

"Fireworks explosion." Fred said.

George also stood up, carrying Professor McGonagall not far in front of him, and said with a low smile: "You watch, we called some people to hold fireworks, and wait for us to go out, and then——"

After that, the three of them walked out.

In a moment, the sound of crackling fireworks sounded outside.

The smile on Professor McGonagall's face froze.

After waiting for Cedric's team to leave, only Harry and Hermione were left.

Professor McGonagall came over and looked at the two children with ease.

"Come on," she said

"Thank you, Professor." Harry responded, took a deep breath, and adjusted his collar.

"You, like Muen, always like to play with your coat."

"Hehe."

"Next up is the last two-person team from Hogwarts - [Moonlight Pirates]!!"

Harry and Hermione walked out side by side, and at the same time, cheers drowned the two of them like a tsunami.

In the referee's seat, everyone was watching them, and the people from other teams were already waiting on the stage. The two stepped on the slightly wet grass and walked towards the stage.

Suddenly, a subtle explosion sounded, and then fireworks bloomed in the sky.

Harry looked at Fred and George, and the two turned their heads, blinked at them, and lip-synced.

What they said was "Don't thank me, just give me first place."

"Then I'll thank you now." Harry's voice passed through the air and slowly entered the ears of the two.

On the other side, Ron looked at his two brothers indignantly and protested in a low voice from a distance.

"We arranged it." George explained.

"How could we forget our dear brother. We arranged two fireworks for your team." Fred said.

"But I don't know why they didn't explode." George shrugged.

Hearing this, Ron frowned in confusion at first, then sighed: "Okay."

Seeing that Ron stopped talking, George turned to look at Fred: "Who did you ask to set off the fireworks for Ron?"

"Didn't you say you arranged it?"

"Not you?"

The two brothers looked at each other in silence.

After a moment, they smiled almost at the same time.

"It's okay, who cares."

"Well, forget it if there is no one, we have this idea, that's enough."

"Yes, we thought about arranging it for Ron, but something unexpected happened, but we have the intention."

"It's really hard for us."

George couldn't help nodding: "There's nothing we can do, noble people tend to forget things, for example, my memory has always been bad."

A moment later, all the warriors had arrived at the stage.

"Next, please ask for the chariot!" Jordan's voice sounded.

Everyone's eyes widened and looked at the stage. On the stage, a shadow gradually appeared, and then began to solidify in mid-air.

"Persian carpet, pure handmade!" Draco's voice sounded.

Next to Draco, a flying carpet suspended in mid-air was floating quietly, and the ribbons on the four corners were dancing like elves. There were ancient patterns on the carpet, and a box was dragged at the end of the carpet, which probably contained some of his secret magic weapons.

Next to Draco's team, Cedric's team was a simple fully enclosed carriage.

There were various hand-carved spells on the carriage. Harry took a rough look and found that they were basically spells to make the carriage lighter and for defense.

The weight of flying objects has always been the focus of alchemists in the past. If they are too light, they are difficult to control and easily swept by the wind at high altitudes. If they are too heavy, their speed will be affected.

I don’t know how the carriage cast by Cedric is.

At the same time, most of the warriors were observing Cedric’s team.

Because they only have the carriage now.

They are waiting for the real core.

Next to Cedric, McCherry did not waste time. He took out a tarot card from his robe, turned it over and waved it towards the ground.

There was a sound of twisting air, and a handsome and majestic hippogriff appeared on the stage.

"It doesn't look special." Someone whispered, "It's just a cart carrier."

"Hulu~~" The hippogriff looked over there and made a dissatisfied gurgling sound.

"Buckbeak!" McCherry called in a low voice.

Surprisingly, the hippogriff named Buckbeak actually heard what MacCherry said, glanced at the man who had just spoken, then walked to the carriage, grabbed the frame with his front paws, threw it, and put the carriage on his back.

"They are in tune with each other." Harry said.

"Isn't that amazing?"

"Yeah." Harry nodded.

At the same time, George also looked at Harry and the others, and then exclaimed.

"Oh hoo!" He screamed: "Fred, we have a brother!"

Fred looked over and showed a surprised expression.

"Harry!" He said: "We really have to go for it!"

Buzz-buzz--

Hearing this, the wheels of the Hedwig began to spin wildly without anyone controlling it, and the tires emitted white smoke and sparks on the ground.

"Of course." Harry nodded: "It seems that this new guy also wants to go for it!"