I, Hogwarts Second Week

"More difficult?" on the Gryffindor table. The three people who heard the sound had different expressions.

Hermione frowned slightly.

The other two people were full of excitement.

For them, a great adventure and battle can highlight their championship content.

If it's just like an exam, then what's the point of the competition?

"Is Dumbledore crazy?" Hermione shook her head and looked at Ron and Harry who were full of excitement. "In the past, they were forced to stop the Triwizard Tournament because the competition resulted in the death of a large number of young wizards. Yes. Now that it has been reopened, the difficulty has even been increased."

"What's the point?" Ron said nonchalantly: "The new generation is better than the old one!"

"My father said that the graduates of Hogwarts in recent years are getting stronger and stronger, and they have far surpassed our previous 'seniors'." He raised his head confidently, his face full of glory, "I want to When we graduate, Hermione, I can guarantee that we will be the strongest class of young wizards."

"Yes! Hermione, think about what we have experienced in the past few years?" Harry had the same look, "I wouldn't be surprised even if the competition is about warriors fighting dragons.

How many legendary wizards have we fought? Think of the second-year witch Lani, who is the incarnation of Rowena Ravenclaw. "

"Besides, with Dumbledore here, do you think he will let the little wizard get hurt?" Ron said matter-of-factly, "The moment danger occurs, he can cast a spell to make all danger disappear."

Ron's words made sense.

The entire Hogwarts wizards thought so.

On the other hand, the reason why the school fights were so serious was because Lao Dengtou did not take action to stop them directly.

In the eyes of the little wizard, Dumbledore, the greatest wizard in the world, should know everything and know everything. He knew everything that happened in the castle, but he did not stop him, which was tacit approval. ah!

"But -" Hermione wanted to say something else, but just as she was about to leave her words, Dumbledore's voice continued to be heard from the podium.

She could only close her mouth.

But his expression was still unhappy.

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"Ahem!"

"As you already know, there will be four warriors participating in the competition." Dumbledore continued to say calmly, "Each represents a participating school. We will rate them based on the quality of their completion of each competition event. After the four events are completed, , the Warrior with the highest score will win the Champions Cup.

This is the first Champions League in a century.

It is the highest honor for a little wizard. "His voice was passionate, and every time he said a word, the little wizards below would scream.

"Now then! Let us meet a truly fair selector, it is - the Goblet of Fire!"

Having said this, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times.

The gilt lid slowly opened like mercury. Dumbledore reached in and took out a large, roughly carved wooden goblet.

The cup itself was unremarkable at all, but it was filled with dancing blue-white flames.

With another wave of his staff, Dumbledore closed the box and placed the cup on the lid so that everyone in the Great Hall could clearly see it.

"Every student who wants to be a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," Dumbledore said. "Those who are aspiring to become a warrior can do so within twenty Sign up within four hours.

Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the Goblet will select the names of four classmates it believes best represent the four schools.

Tonight, the goblet will be in the foyer, accessible to all students willing to run for office. "

"Of course, I know that there will definitely be some young wizards who cannot resist the temptation." Dumbledore blinked and continued, "After the goblet is placed in the hall, I will draw an age line around it. Any dissatisfaction No one over the age of seventeen can cross this line.”

"At the same time - I remind some young wizards to abide by their agreement with me. Don't try to decipher this ancient magic item!

If a magical item that has been passed down for thousands of years is damaged, a large sum of money will be required. "

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Hearing this, all the little wizards in Hogwarts were speechless.

Everyone knows who Headmaster Dumbledore is talking about.

This fine is too targeted.

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who wants to participate in the election to note that this competition is not a child's play, and you must not participate rashly. Once the warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persevere in the competition to the end.

Whoever puts his name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be observed. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind.

So please think twice before you put your name in the cup and make sure you really want to compete. "

"I guess the age-enhancing agent won't work." On the Gryffindor bench, Fred held his chin and thought.

"Of course, you think you can hide this from Dumbledore with this little trick?" Hermione rolled her eyes at him.

"Looks like we're going to have to try something new, George."

"The hero said the same thing." George responded with a smile, "I have a good idea. What about you!"

"Of course George. I have a good idea too," Fred said.

The two looked at each other and immediately started talking in a low voice.

Hermione didn't pay attention to what the Gemini were underestimating. She didn't think the Gemini had any way to break through Dumbledore's magic.

On the other side, the old principal’s eyes were shining.

He stood gently on the podium and looked at the little wizard in the audience, "Finally, I think this wonderful night must have a successful ending.

Then - let me sing the school song! "

"No--"

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, all the professors had already lowered their heads, or simply glanced elsewhere.

But the principal was very interested. He took out his wand, and white silk was spit out from the tip of the wand.

Then he turned around and waved his magic wand like a conductor. Suddenly, golden words appeared on the silk.

The little wizards in the audience stood up one by one.

Either shame, numbness, excitement, or disgust.

Chaotic tunes were sung one after another from the little wizard's mouth.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts.

Please teach us knowledge.

No matter we are bald old people,

Or the kid who broke his knee after falling?

our minds can accept

Something interesting.

Because our minds are empty and full of air,

Dead flies and trifles,

Teach us some valuable knowledge,

Give us back what we have forgotten,

Just do your best and leave the rest to us.

We will study hard until we turn to dust. "

A unique performance of the school song.

Dumbledore enjoyed it from beginning to end, even if the little wizard tried not to be embarrassed by playing some strange tunes.

Gemini surprisingly didn't use a funeral march.

However, their performance was still chaotic. In short, the three major schools gathered around to watch the death scene of the Hogwarts Junior Wizard Society.

The next day is Saturday.

Generally speaking, most little wizards don't get up until the afternoon.

But this time, everyone got up early.

When Owen went to the auditorium for dinner, more than seventy people were already gathered in front of the foyer.

Everyone in Durmstrang was voting, and other young wizards from Hogwarts were watching.

"Has anyone put a name in?" Ron asked a third-grade girl eagerly.

"Yes, all representatives from Durmstrang," she replied, "but I haven't seen anyone sign up for Hogwarts yet."

Ahead, the Goblet of Fire was placed in the center of the foyer, on the stool where the Sorting Hat usually rested. A thin circle of gold was drawn on the floor, with a radius of ten feet, surrounding the cup.

Not only that, there are golden ancient runes floating on the walls in front of the entire foyer.

Obviously, Principal Dumbledore's so-called screening started when the young wizard walked into the hall.

Owen discovered that he recognized many of the ancient runes.

‘Age’ ‘Expulsion’ ‘Permanent’ ‘Choice’

It was like lines of code, runes with different meanings working together to compile a set of computer operating logic.

Hermione, who was walking up the spiral staircase, also discovered the magic patterns on the wall.

She immediately took out the parchment and quill she carried with her and began to copy and compare.

"Where are George and Fred?"

Harry walked over, "They left the lounge early in the morning. I thought they had arrived at the entrance hall."

"They should be preparing something." Ron also walked over. "What I'm curious about is why Cedric from your academy didn't throw his name into the Goblet of Fire."

"Still struggling in your heart!" Owen replied.

"By the way, Owen, are you sure you can break through Dumbledore's restrictions?" Justin asked curiously.

"Yes -" he replied confidently, "but within twenty-four hours I have no way to guarantee that the door will be intact to break his magic."

"What do you mean?" Ron asked confused.

"I mean, give me time, I can crack this magic in three or four days, but in twenty-four hours - I can blow up the door first, and then only crack the Goblet of Fire, which will be faster."

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What a crude way to crack it.

Several people looked at Owen with twitching corners of their mouths.

At this time, a large number of wizards walked in outside the foyer, all wearing blue and raspberry red robes.

Apparently these were young wizards from Ilvermorny.

The leader was none other than the witch named Koatl Stewart.

She walked past indifferently.

When you approach the Goblet of Fire, reach over and drop a piece of parchment into it.

The Goblet of Fire immediately burst into blue flames.

Then, the Ilvermorny behind her dropped the parchments with their names on them into the Goblet of Fire.

And just when most of the little wizards at Hogwarts thought that the proud-looking witch would just turn around and leave.

However, she suddenly changed her steps and walked straight towards a certain witch in front of the door who was carefully observing the magic patterns on the wall and recording something in her hand.

"Um?"

Feeling the sudden gaze from behind.

Hermione turned around in confusion.

Then she saw that pretty and outrageous girl walking towards her with a proud look on her face.

"boom!"

The silver-haired girl reached out and pressed against the wall behind Hermione, and took the parchment from Hermione's hand directly with her other hand.

"Heir to Gryffindor?" she said flatly.

Her eyes stared at the small characters written by Hermione.

"Can you understand this?"

"Understood!" Hermione raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her displeased.

"And I'm not the heir of Gryffindor. I'm just an ordinary little wizard."

"Ordinary wizards can't transform a lava beast dozens of feet tall. Don't underestimate yourself." Keyatl Stewart's bright red eyes shifted his gaze from the parchment to Hermione's face.

"Want to be my follower?" she said.

"???" Hermione frowned and suddenly said such words, which made her unable to judge for a moment. What did the girl in front of her mean?

Is she making fun of me?

Miss Granger had a look of displeasure in her brown eyes.

"Don't look at me like that." Koyatel suddenly put her face very close to Hermione's ear and said, "We all know our identities, and we are different from those losers who are destined to have no future in our lives. In comparison, we are destined to make a difference.”

"I'm sorry, I don't think I can do anything." Hermione reached out and swatted away the hand that Koyatel extended. "Maybe you can find someone else to live with, oh! If you want me to recommend, there is someone in Hufflepuff who would be suitable."

"Hmph~" Koyatel snorted softly, and the voice coming out of her throat became dissatisfied and sarcastic. "Ordinary fourth-year wizards can't understand this."

She thrust the parchment back into Hermione's hands, "Maybe you should transfer to Ilvermorny now instead of continuing to waste your talents here."

"Shut up!" Miss Granger's body suddenly glowed with white light.

It was a banishing spell, but she released it silently without a wand.

Her cheeks were slightly red, maybe because she was angry, maybe because the girl had been too close just now, and the moist air tickled her ears, making Miss Granger very involuntary.

"Hogwarts is the greatest magic school." She stuffed the parchment and quill into her pocket and stared at the girl in front of her seriously. "You should maintain the most basic respect for her. In this world that you don't understand, Before a castle."

"Haha - I think I already understand it very clearly." Coyatl Stewart smiled faintly, not surprised by Hermione's sudden wandless casting just now, "It's just a decaying, broken castle. ."

'call out'

'call out'

'boom! ’

The red curse flew out from the tip of Miss Granger's wand the moment Coatelle Stewart finished speaking.

He called her directly to the door.

Another attack, under the cover of the previous spell, was hidden behind it and drove out.

She cast the spell so fast that it was almost impossible to distinguish the two spells before and after with the naked eye.

But - Koatl Stewart's reaction was not slow either. She directly summoned the Iron Armor Spell. Extraordinarily, her Iron Armor Spell did not appear as an illusory blue armor out of thin air.

But something like golden wings. The two wings interacted and easily resisted Hermione's attack.

"Is this the strength of the most powerful little wizard in Hogwarts?" Keyatl Stewart looked sarcastic. She slowly withdrew her wand and her face returned to its normal indifference.

It was as if everything around her was black and white and Hermione was the only one with color.

But now, the color is gone from her as well.

"What a disappointment."

After saying that, she raised her head, passed the sight of the onlookers, and walked into the auditorium.

The little wizards of Ilvermorny also followed the girl into the auditorium with sarcastic expressions on their faces.

"Hermione, are you okay!" Ron and Harry ran over, "What does that woman mean? So arrogant?"

"It's okay." Hermione said sullenly, it was the first time she had been humiliated like this.

Others don't see it, but she realizes it.

There was no magic spell he could cast to break that woman's protective spell.

This was unlike any enemy she had ever encountered.

Even facing a dark wizard who can cast a killing curse. She still uses magic as usual. As long as the opponent shows a flaw, she can defeat the opponent with a simple petrification spell and a strength-relaxing spell.

But the feeling that the girl gave her just now was that even if she did nothing and just stood there and let her cast spells, she would not be able to break her magic.

Hermione, who felt a deep sense of frustration filling her heart, subconsciously looked at Owen.

From the very beginning, she refused to learn those dangerous dark arts from Owen. She insisted on Professor Flitwick's philosophy that even the most common spells could defeat the most powerful dark wizards.

But now - maybe she will master some more powerful magic.

"Can you still watch?" Justin also looked angry.

"Teach her a lesson Owen. I'm with you."

The cry in his ear brought Owen back to his senses.

He rolled his eyes at Justin and immediately walked towards Hermione.

"Her magic is strange."

"Strange?" Hermione looked at him.

"Her magic is mixed with other things, and it's thicker than ordinary people's." Owen said thoughtfully.

"Is it ancient magic?"

"How is that possible?" Owen patted Hermione on the shoulder, "There is only one person as good as my brother on this planet."

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"You are so thick-skinned." Hermione gave him a disgusted look.

Then, tears turned into laughter, and a sense of relief diluted the depression in my heart.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the spiral staircase, "What happened?"

It's Gemini.

George and Fred.

They walked over happily side by side.

"Hermione was just bullied?" Ron said.

"Huh?" The twins looked at Hermione in disbelief.

Holy shit!

The Queen of Gryffindor is being bullied! ! !

"No!" Hermione put the wand back into the inner pocket of her robe, and then looked at the Gemini as if to change the subject: "Don't you want to throw your names into the Goblet of Fire? Have you thought of a way?"

"Of course!" the twins said happily, "watch, the great master alchemist Weasley will show you fools what alchemy is."