Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Colliver, who hosted the broadcast, had a strong sense of news. When his camera captured the boy with a lightning scar on his forehead, he immediately realized what the real traffic code was.

Whether other teams succeeded or failed, whether other young wizards performed well or were funny, they were not as important as the young savior in people's eyes.

In the audience, some viewers had seen Harry Potter in the trial of Sirius Black, but most people saw him for the first time, and there was a commotion in the crowd.

Most people paid attention to Harry's performance, and only a few people, such as the two fathers of Weasley and Diggory, were still looking for their children in the cameras on both sides.

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Because there were many participating teams, they had to decide which entrance to enter the maze and the order of entry according to the lottery numbers.

Those who entered first definitely had a time advantage, but they also had to face more traps, so it was not fair or not.

It was after waiting for nearly half an hour that the people in the umbrella house got their turn to enter.

At this time, there were only a few teams left outside the maze, but many students were sent out after failing.

So the injured were sent for treatment, the frightened were given a cup of hot chocolate, and those who were not seriously injured ran to the audience to watch with others.

Harry and others stood at the open entrance with tense faces and spoke in low voices.

"I didn't expect that the secret weapon Wade mentioned was this."

Neville touched the flying broom held by Harry.

Just a few minutes ago, they heard a strange sound coming from behind the bushes near the maze, and turned around to see a house elf waving at them.

They all knew that Wade had a good relationship with several house elves, so Michael walked over and asked a few questions, and then came over with this broom.

This is Harry's usual Nimbus 2000.

Hermione showed an annoyed look--

"No wonder we couldn't tell them in advance! If they were seen by other teams before, they would definitely bring their own brooms!"

"In that case--" Michael said: "The school might prohibit the use of brooms in the maze area."

"So can Harry use it?" Theo asked.

"No ban, then it's OK."

Michael's bottom line is very flexible. He gave the broom to Harry and patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Fly well!"

Michael admonished like an elder:

"Even if we are all thrown out, you have to fly in front of the ball python, even if it's just to clean it up! In this way, we can claim in the future-we are also the team that challenged the final BOSS."

Lian was speechless: "So Michael, can you not be so pessimistic?"

It made him seem like he was about to sacrifice.

Michael sighed, and just as he was about to speak, the bell rang.

When they were supposed to go in, the wall in front of them suddenly squirmed to form an archway.

Professor McGonagall nodded at them slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Don't be nervous, good luck to you!"

The professor said in a gentle voice, watching his students walk into the maze.

Especially Neville, who was trembling and trying hard not to fall down, and got an encouraging look from Professor McGonagall.

"Believe in yourself, Longbottom! Hold your chest up!"

"Yes... yes!"

Neville said in a panic, and then walked with his hands and feet together.

If it were normal, Michael would have corrected him with disgust.

But now, he was actually just as nervous, and didn't care about his friends' performance at all.

After they all entered the maze and the bushes closed behind them again, they relaxed a little.

The maze was a little different from usual, but it didn't matter, it was still a familiar environment for them.

These days, several people have trained here many times.

Others may treat this challenge as a game, and come here with laughter without even running in the team, but Hermione won't.

Hermione treated every game as an important test, and forced her teammates to follow suit.

Harry was sometimes very thankful - thankful that Hermione was not interested in Quidditch.

Otherwise, he suspected that after Wood graduated, Hermione would become the new team captain, and then carry forward Wood's training style, surpassing the master.

Several people quickly formed a queue, holding wands, and walked forward along the road on the left.

"Look, there is a centipede."

Ryan said softly.

In the middle of a passage, there was a giant centipede that was burned black and tied to vines, and the legs on both sides were still trembling.

"Oh, damn!"

Hermione couldn't help but say: "It's all Wade's fault."

Everyone nodded with lingering fear.

Before Wade, no one wanted to use the magnification spell in this aspect. But after Wade created the "Insect Squadron", these guys became permanent NPCs in the maze.

Everyone present was knocked down by insects, entangled in spider webs, splashed with insect green slime, etc. more than once.

Hermione rubbed her arms vigorously, and several people quickened their pace and walked forward.

After walking a few steps, they heard a sharp sound again, as if a large group of mosquitoes were whistling.

"Iron armor!"

Harry yelled and threw a spell without thinking, and the invisible armor immediately blocked the first wave of attacks.

The others quickly used the "Stop Spell", and when the whistling sound stopped, they found that the "monsters" attacking them were actually dozens of paper airplanes.

Harry murmured: "No wonder an armor spell can stop them all."

"Keep going." Michael said: "There are many dangers ahead!"

Rustles came from all directions of the maze.

Various enlarged "monsters" were looking for prey. A huge lizard slapped several students away and made a "hissing" sound at Professor Flitwick.

The seemingly harmless plants quietly stretched out their branches and leaves, and beautiful flowers bloomed at the tip, emitting a long and refreshing fragrance.

A group of ants the size of a puppy passed by, and one of them curiously approached to suck some liquid beads on the flower. After staying for a moment, it suddenly turned around and bit off one of its companion's legs.

The huge Hagrid picked up a student who had fainted in danger with two fingers, put him on the back of the Thestral next to him, and let it take the student out.

Cedric watched his second companion being transferred out by the house elves because of injuries. He took a deep breath, held his wand tightly and looked at the giant eight-eyed spider in front of him that was as big as a car.

The road to the core is more difficult than everyone imagined.