Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Chapter 380 Weasley’s Wise Workshop Specially Made Super Hard Fireworks Triwizard Tournament Bombshell Special Edition

The two Muggle creations were undoubtedly much more eye-catching than the various other chariots. Some people recognized what it was. They were either interested or dismissive, but their eyes were fixed on the stands.

Durmstrang's two teams, Marcus and Viktor's team, chose three Firebolts. As the fastest flying broomsticks in the world, many people have begun to secretly regard them as the championship team.

The three broomsticks can be flexibly formed into various offensive formations. Wizards have a long history of fighting with flying broomsticks, and various tactics of catching opponents can be systematically learned.

The other group chose a flying boat.

Yes, it looks like a boat. The flying boat is an old thing in the magic world, but this one seems to have been modified. The flying boat is blood red and has an unknown aura.

"Created by dark magic, absolutely." Fred pinched his nose and waved his hand in disgust.

In addition, Beauxbatons has a carriage and sleigh? !

Santa's sleigh has a box at the back, so people can tell at a glance that there is something hidden inside.

The people pulling the cart in front were four reindeer.

Flying reindeer.

"No wonder their team is called [Christmas is Coming]." George looked at the fairy-tale sleigh and nodded in praise. Then he raised his hand and shouted: "Santa Claus, can you give me some gifts?"

It was also very welcoming there, and he was happy that someone could understand his ideas and interact with him.

So, the Beauxbatons student said happily: "The competition will start in a while, and I will definitely give you a big gift."

Hearing this, George and Fred looked at each other, with evil smiles on their faces.

"Hehe~"

The Daily Prophet's spotlight flashed, and after cheers, the countdown to departure began.

Jordan became more and more professional. Under his impassioned words, all the audience fell silent, but their hearts began to boil more and more.

The entire arena began to feel hot and hot, and everyone was ready to move and get ready to go.

Director of the Magic International Cooperation Department, Cleveland Lauer, began to read out the final pre-match speech. At the same time, other referees also began to score.

"In terms of innovation, I will give a perfect score of five points to the two teams at Hogwarts that use Muggle transportation." The director of the Sports Management Department said bluntly.

"As far as I know, the concept of Muggle flying cars was exhibited at this year's Anglo-Greek Expo." Mrs. Maxim said slowly, holding a delicate coffee cup - half the size of someone else's head. Such great ingenuity.

"To put it bluntly, it's just stealing ideas." She continued: "Of course, I don't deny that they deserve high scores, but full scores are a bit exaggerated.

In comparison, I think everyone has seen Beauxbatons' sleigh speed car, which is a speed car built with bare hands from raw materials. The complexity of the process and the exquisite craftsmanship are obvious to all.

I think the "Christmas Is Coming" team deserves a perfect score, and the two Muggle flying objects at Hogwarts, I'll give it a four. "

"I will give full marks to the [Fargo] team's Black Demon Flying Boat." Karkaroff also said slowly.

At the same time, he never mentioned how much the three Firebolts cost him.

"Don't worry, there is still a professional commentator who has not arrived." Dumbledore said with a smile. He could see that the people in front of him were not giving scores, but more like selling? !

Promote the advantages of your own products, and then kidnap the other party as a referee, hoping that the other party will score high points.

After all, not all people here have professional knowledge of alchemy. The more you sell and the more you deceive, you may be able to get more points.

Thinking about it, Dumbledore turned to look at Moon.

? ?

When did he get a sofa and put it in the corner?

At this moment, Mu En was in a semi-dark place, leaning on the sofa, her hands lightly leaning on the armrests, her fingers facing each other, without saying a word.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, his old and withered fingers gently pressing against his ear.

Then his senses were amplified.

Hululu——Hululu——

The characteristic gentle purr of a feline kept reaching his ears.

"Here we come!" Mu En opened her eyes suddenly, then raised her hand and waved lightly at the door.

A trembling old man who seemed to be about to fall apart at any moment walked in.

Nico Flamel.

This person is obviously an absolute professional. It can be said that if anyone denies him, he is denying the subject of alchemy.

If the wizarding world develops a scientific and healthy academic system in the future, as Moon hopes, then when children in the future look for Nico Flamel's papers, they will see a simple line of small print: "This article does not refer to any literature."

Soon, everyone welcomed the towering Nico in. After entering, Nico did not waste any time - it is his nature to be obsessed with alchemy, and it has been his nature for seven hundred years.

So immediately, he came to the stand, put on suitable alchemy glasses for himself, and began to observe the chariot below.

Quickly, he gave his own rating.

Durmstrang: Zero points, three points.

The zero points were naturally the three Firebolts. Nico said bluntly: "He came here hoping to see the children's alchemy skills, rather than playing with some low-level magic props. He would rather make them for a child." I don’t want to give this thing any points when it comes to puppet toys.”

Beauxbatons: Three points, four points.

The horse-drawn carriage received three points and the Santa-style sleigh built from scratch received four points.

Mrs. Maxim showed a satisfied smile, glanced at Karkaroff, and then took a sip of coffee "carelessly".

"Beautiful carriage!" Nico said suddenly.

The referees and the professors who were watching all focused their attention, and Jordan also came over.

Now that he knows the information about these tanks, it will be very helpful for his explanation. Even his commentary booth is not far from the referee's seat, making it easier for both parties to communicate flexibly.

"The team of hippogriffs is very good." Nico said: "That carriage can fly independently. Now the hippogriffs coming to carry the carriage is a complete deception - when the battle comes, they can fly at any time. Get ready to surprise your enemies!"

"That was done by Cedric." Mu En also walked over and looked at the big boy below.

"He's brilliant, and to be honest, I was really surprised when he came up with this idea and put it into action. I would even go so far as to say that if the Triwizard Tournament had followed the previous format, that boy would have been Hogwart Ci’s only warrior!”

"Really?" Nico's hand gently rubbed his chin, stroking the non-existent beard.

"He is a good kid." He finally said: "If it were me, I would give him five points! Absolutely!"

"As for the two Muggle creations you are discussing the most heatedly." Nico smiled and turned around.

“One, comes from technology developed from the warehouse.

One, from a unique biological alchemy.

Since the full score for this link is five points, I will give both teams six points. "

Nico is not a referee. This six points is entirely based on the praise of these two teams, and the praise he makes can completely affect the score.

As I said before, if you question Nicol Flamel, you are questioning alchemy.

After he made a conclusion, there were only two people here who could escape Nico.

At a young age, he relied on his extraordinary talent to connect with the reclusive great alchemist and became friends with Dumbledore, the world's number one wizard.

And this great wizard of unknown origin - Moon Jones.

"Biological Alchemy" Madame Maxime gently put down her tea cup.

"This is the first time I've heard this, so I'm looking forward to it," she said.

Maxim had a certain understanding of Mu En, and she knew very well that at the Anglo-Greek Expo, these 'Prometheus' who stole fire did not publish the relevant knowledge.

Of course, she didn't have any objections, but she was inevitably curious.

In the end, the first round ended with Harry, Hermione and Fred George having the highest scores.

At the same time, Jordan also began his final roar.

Mu En also stood in front of the referee's bench. He stepped in mid-air, then the ground twisted and a floor tile caught him.

Step - step -

Soon, he stood up, suspended in mid-air under everyone's attention.

Under his jaw, the amplifying spell was flowing.

Under everyone's enthusiastic gaze, he opened his hands.

“Left and right—separate!”

The stands are divided, the space is distorted and reconstructed, and a wide exit appears.

It's not a low-level tear, but an amazing 'space stretching'. Even the people in the stands didn't feel like they were being moved at all.

He waved forward, and the stage began to lengthen, and then a track appeared. It was in the shape of an arc, facing the exit and pointing toward the sky.

"All teams ready!" he said.

Boom boom boom——

The tires were rubbing against the ground, ready to go. Hermione quickly sat obediently in the small seat on the side of the tricycle, and Harry kept pumping the accelerator.

Hedwig flew over, standing at the front of the car and making a loud cry.

"ten!"

"George, warm up the tires, warm up the tires! Come on, come on!" Fred quickly took Angelina's hand and sat in the car. Their car was a convertible. In fact, George and Fred both regretted asking the professor for a sports car. After learning about it, they felt that they should have asked for a jeep or a truck - an armored vehicle was the best choice. Even better!

"Nine!"

Draco took Neville and Ron and jumped on the flying carpet. It was the first time Ron sat on this thing and he almost fell off. After supporting him, Draco's robe turned into black snake heads, hissing menacingly towards the surroundings.

The countdown ended quickly and everyone fell silent.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

Buzz——

The motorcycle took the lead, and the sharp-eyed little wizard even saw two slippery tentacles like living creatures extending to the front fork to stabilize the wheel hub after super acceleration.

This was followed by a Porsche 711 convertible from Fred George's group.

"Rush!!"

"Quick! Hogwarts! Number one forever!!"

"Potter! I love you!"

"?"

"Malfoy, Potter, for Slytherin, for Hogwarts!!"

In an instant, the entire arena exploded.

High in the air, Fred looked at the slow chariots behind him with a smile on his face.

"Not enough! Not enough!" he said, "George, I don't think it's hot enough!"

"Then add something more to them!" George said without looking back as he controlled the sports car.

"Come on!" Fred just stood up. They had put a lot of thought into this car. They made a lot of preparations to ensure that people could stay stable on the high-speed car.

Now, even on a high-speed sports car, he is on the same level.

He stepped directly on the back of the car with one foot, and then took out one - Weasley's Wise Workshop's special super-stretching firework Triwizard Tournament Boomerang Special Edition!

The fireworks were like rockets on a Muggle battlefield, and he aimed them at the tanks behind him.

"Come on!" he shouted with an amplifying spell.

"A gift for all of you!"

Bang——

The violent noise even made their car stagger.

At the same time, countless fireworks flew towards the contestants below. These scattered fireworks were like magic spells, and they actually found someone to explode on their own.

Bang - bang - bang -

For a moment, a fireworks display appeared across the entire arena.

What's even more exquisite is that these exploding fireworks form a line of characters high in the sky.

【Weasley's Wise House】

Click, click, click—the Daily Prophet’s camera kept flashing.

Perhaps after today, before Weasley's Trick Shop opens, its name will be resounding throughout the wizarding world!

"Baby Ronnie, you want the fireworks-" Fred shouted.

"We gave it to you!!" George raised one hand, clenched it into a fist, and continued.