I, Hogwarts Second Week

When the cave remains.

Owen noticed that Old Deng looked at those magic puppets in a strange way.

As everyone knows.

Hogwarts also has magic puppets - Shi Dun is dispatched.

But compared to the puppets in the castle and the puppets in the cave, the difference is simply the difference between an eagle and a chicken.

Although Lao Dengtou can deal with this kind of puppet very easily.

But that was Dumbledore, one of the most powerful white wizards in the wizarding world.

Not even one.

If an ordinary wizard deals with this kind of puppet.

Think about it - a magic puppet more than ten feet tall (more than three meters tall), like a hill, not slow at all, and can also use 'sword skills' to sprint.

Its metal surface blocks out most magic.

What’s even more terrifying is that this kind of puppet can also cast spells! ! !

I would like to ask how many wizards in this world can deal with such a magic puppet?

"They don't need to be defeated!" Victor said flatly, "The first test is how the wizard can achieve his goal without getting hurt when he encounters an invincible enemy."

"Okay! Anyway, I have to watch it at the scene?"

"That's right. Otherwise these puppets won't be able to move for long." Victor continued, and he handed a stack of parchment on the table to Owen. "This is the operation manual."

"Hey? Do you still have the operation manual?"

"Of course, during the competition, I will limit some of the puppet's abilities."

"Oh! That's good." Owen took the parchment, which was densely covered with various ancient runes. "I just said how can a little wizard deal with such a puppet."

"By the way, during the competition, you and several professors will patrol around the venue. If an accident occurs, you must rescue them in time, Dumbledore said." Victor suddenly stopped speaking. He seemed to be unable to remember Old Deng. Said something to him.

Also, generally speaking, it is difficult for scientists to pay attention to things that have nothing to do with scientific research.

"Well - you are the special assistant for this competition, because you are the only one who can control those puppets easily."

"Oh!" Owen held the parchment, his eyes gradually changed from boring to sparkling.

Hehehe~

Let me take control?

The corners of Owen's mouth were raised high, and the wanton smile could not be concealed no matter what.

It’s about to get interesting!

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It was a cold November morning.

It snowed all night yesterday.

Just stopped this morning.

All classes today are canceled.

After a long period of practicing spells, Hermione's spirit reached a certain peak, and she walked out of the Gryffindor Tower with great confidence.

Everyone in Gryffindor who passed her was saying hello to her and sending her their best wishes.

Of course there were some who were sarcastic, but they didn't dare to say it in front of Hermione.

At this time, a witch wearing a dark green robe and walking in a hurry came over.

"Miss Granger, now the warriors have to go to the field below. You must be ready to complete the first project." Professor McGonagall said a little impatiently.

"How have you been learning your spells these days?" She looked flustered, almost as anxious as Ginny.

This was big news, and Professor McGonagall had never shown such an expression before.

As we all know, Miss Granger has always had a bad rapport with women, and there are only a handful of Gryffindors who can be called friends with her.

Ginny is one.

As game day approached, Ginny's reaction was even more dramatic than hers.

Every day she worried about what would happen if Hermione got injured during the game.

She didn't think Miss Granger would be able to pass the level, but Dumbledore had hinted several times that the competition would be very difficult, which made her feel unsure.

This morning Ginny was still preparing Miss Granger's clothes.

Clothing suitable for combat, from high boots to wrist guards, elbow and knee pads, etc. Ginny even found a set of breastplates.

In the end Hermione just accepted the shoes.

The rest - it's too strange, she's not a knight.

"Very well, Professor!" Hermione replied briskly.

Those brown eyes were filled with confidence.

She wore a top made of dark fabric with intricate embroidery on the collar and a dark tie. The sleeves were long and loose, making her look even more mysterious.

On the lower body, she wears an ancient-looking long skirt. The skirt is the same color as the top, and the skirt is designed to expand outwards, as if like a flower.

Black cotton socks wrapped around her legs, embedded in dark-colored boots.

Her shawl is black, with the Hogwarts school crest embroidered on the back, silver decorations on the collar, and the Gryffindor Lion at the heart.

The material of the shawl looks very soft and makes her look elegant and beautiful.

Seeing Hermione's reaction, Professor McGonagall sighed. She was embarrassed and hesitant, and finally just said this sentence, "You have to be mentally prepared for what you are going to face, oh! Merlin's beard , I have clearly objected to what Dumbledore did, but he insisted on having his own way."

"Miss Granger," she said, "We have arranged some wizards around the schedule. If things go wrong, they will step forward to control the situation. If they encounter uncontrollable difficulties, they will just give up. There is no shame in that. I I believe that the most important thing is not to complete the project, but to give full play to your own abilities and save your life. No one will think that you are inferior to others."

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Professor McGonagall was so nervous that it made Hermione slightly nervous.

Isn't it the fire dragon that they have to deal with?

But something more dangerous?

"Professor, you don't look good," Hermione said.

The professor led her around the edge of the Forbidden Forest and towards the newly built competition venue.

The location is on the vacant lot burned out by Owen in his second year.

It became the Quidditch practice pitch owned by Hufflepuff House.

Now it has been transformed into a competition venue for the competition.

From a distance, Hermione could see the towering stands and the four school flags floating in the air.

The little wizards cheered one after another in their ears.

A lively scene!

Listening to Hermione's questions, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and looked at her in fear, "The content of the competition is more difficult than you think. I must advise you for the last time. Mr. Sanchez will be responsible for patrolling the venue. If there are any problems, even if they are just signs, you can abstain immediately and let him handle all problems. As the head of Gryffindor, I will not blame you."

She looked deeply at Hermione, then led her to the entrance of the tent.

Before he died - Professor McGonagall finally couldn't help but came over.

She whispered something into Hermione's ear.

"You can use it. I know you've been using it recently."

"I'll bring that thing into the stand, and when the time comes—the Summoning Charm, Miss Granger, you know that one."

After all, after sending his final blessings.

Professor McGonagall turned around and left the stands anxiously.

This scene really looked like Hermione was sent to the battlefield, and then she died there, never to be seen again.

Hermione, who was originally very relaxed, now couldn't help but feel worried after being constantly PUAed by Professor McGonagall.

But - touching the robe on his body.

What Owen prepared was much more normal than Ginny's.

The outfit Miss Granger is wearing now was prepared by him.

Touching.

The gentle touch spread throughout her body, and a strange emotion spread in her heart.

It was like a warm current slowly flowing into her heart, burning her heart slightly.

Her cheeks couldn't help but blush.

"Huh~"

At this time, a gust of cold morning wind hit her face, and Miss Granger, who had come back to her senses, quickly controlled her random thoughts.

He turned around and quickly walked into the tent, completely forgetting how nervous he had just been.

It was a minimalist wooden room.

After walking in, there was nothing except a few chairs and a sofa leaning against the wall.

In the center of the room, there was a fire frame, and the warmth that drove away the cold radiated from it.

Cedric was sitting on a low wooden stool in the corner. When Hermione walked in, his eyes fell on her.

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A different kind of light flashed before his eyes. At this moment, her hair was combed into a simple ponytail. She looked countless times more beautiful in that outfit.

The most important thing is her temperament, which is bold, mysterious, and confident like a ball of fire. No boy can refuse this kind of temperament.

"The clothes suit you very well." He smiled innocently and greeted Hermione.

"Thank you," Miss Granger responded.

Krum also looked at Hermione with surprised eyes.

But more straightforward than Cedric. This made him temporarily forget about shaking his legs while sitting in the chair - and stopped.

As for Fleur, she looked very calm, although her face was not very pretty.

"Sit here!" she said.

Then Hermione walked over and sat with her.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked doubtfully, "Did something happen?"

"An accident?" Furong sighed. "We didn't guess correctly from the beginning, so how can we call it an accident?"

"Isn't it a fire dragon?"

"No!" Furong smiled miserably, and then stopped talking.

There is no use saying anything now.

Do we expect them to find a way to deal with it within the first few minutes of the game?

Silence fell in the tent.

Everyone was worried, except one: Koyatel Stewart.

She was the most relaxed among everyone present.

There was no tension, fear or other emotions on her face at all. She looked at the others with disdain in her eyes, and humming sounds came from her mouth from time to time.

Such changes will make you panic.

It's really weak.

Just as the warrior house fell into a deeper silence.

On the other side, the door on that side of the field was suddenly pushed open.

Bagman walked in.

"Ah, it's great that you are all here!" Bagman said happily, and then waved for the five people to gather over. "I believe Dumbledore must have used his brain recently, otherwise how could he come up with such a dangerous idea?" challenges.”

"But - the arrow is on the string and has to be fired."

He put on his old Hornets jersey and stood among them like a burly cartoon character.

It was clear that his expression wanted everyone to relax, but his words were so cruel.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, it's time to introduce the situation to you!" Bagman took out a bag and said, "After the audience gathers, I will pass this bag to each of you in turn!"

He raised a purple silk bag and shook it vigorously at the four of them.

"There are five silver medals inside. The numbers on them will determine the order in which you will fight."

"I am responsible for the security work on the outside. There will be at least five Aurors in the stands watching you all the time. If you can't hold on during the game, they will light up the red fluorescent light or just scream. The Aurors will Responsible for rescuing you." He said with a smile, "Of course you must shout faster, otherwise we will only be able to rescue part of you."

The warriors nodded, indicating that they understood what Bagman said.

None of them spoke, and everyone's expressions turned so beautiful because of Bagman's cheap joke.

"As for the specific content of the competition, a young man will introduce it to you in detail."

After that, another group of people walked in from the other side of the door.

It's a few professors.

Professor Moody, Professor Flitwick, Snape, and Professor Victor.

Of course, Owen also came in.

"Hey! Hello!" Owen waved his hand and greeted everyone happily. Of course, no one paid any attention to him. "Okay! I'll keep it short.

Several professors and I are responsible for patrolling the field. If an accident occurs, and if we think it is an accident that the little wizard is unable to face, we will interrupt the game and save you.

As for your mission, it's very simple - hehe. He smiled excitedly, and then continued: "The site is divided into two areas, the inner and outer areas, with the inner city wall as the dividing line." Monsters in the outer circle will not attack the warriors in the inner circle.

The competition is divided into three parts.

First: I call it Death Canyon. In the outer area of ​​the game, an unknown number of magic puppets with a height between 15 feet and 20 feet will suddenly appear (suddenly emerge from the ground!). This puppet is immune to most spell damage and can wield a 20-foot long sword to launch unlimited attacks at you.

This means that the puppets will not stop if you don't completely destroy them. "

"Second, the guardian of the treasure." As he said this, Owen suddenly waved his arms as if he was having a relapse of his secondary disease, pretending to be Professor Trelawney's illness - ah - not - the prophecy, dragging his face Changyin said: "I broke the shackles of the great will from the void, defeated Held's conspiracy, and invited the ninth apostle Explosive Dragon King Bakar to take charge of the level.

You must pass the silver dragon whose body is burning with fire.

No matter what method is used to climb the inner pyramid it guards.

Third, Dragon Quest! Under the attack of the dragon's golden flame, seize the golden egg placed on the top of the pyramid, which contains the news of the second level of the competition.

It is also the key for you to open the second level. If you cannot obtain the golden egg, that is to say, you will not be able to participate in the second game normally! "

Owen smiled, but others looked at him with an inexplicable coldness.

"What does it mean that you can't participate in the second game normally?" Fleur frowned and asked first.

"From the moment you get the golden egg, the second game begins." Owen said happily, and he walked towards Hermione, "The second test is mainly a test of your wisdom and will. Trial, which is embedded in a mystery within Hogwarts Castle itself, and you must solve the mystery before you can see the test questions.

Of course, to ensure a fair period, the two young wizards at Hogwarts will only receive half the hints for their golden eggs. "

"Okay, let's draw lots!"

After that, he stepped aside, and then Mr. Bagman came back.

The five warriors gathered around and put their hands into the pocket in Mr. Bagman's hand one after another.

Koatl was the first to hold out her hand, holding a silver badge with the Hogwarts crest engraved on it, turned over, with 2 written on the back.

Then came Krum, who drew 3.

Next is Hibiscus, 4.

Cedric,1.

Hermione 5.

Miss Granger looked up at Owen, pretending to be innocent.

She was fully confident that he had tampered with the drawing ceremony.

Because as soon as she put her hand into the bag, a silver medal slipped into her hand.

Before he could react, he subconsciously took it out.

"Shh!" Owen put his finger to his lips, looking at Hermione with eyes full of joy.

Miss Granger - I gave you a big surgery!

Oh - and, he quietly approached Hermione, "This outfit is really beautiful, but I have a question. I obviously paired your cosplay outfit with black stockings! Why did it turn into cotton stockings?"

"." Hermione blushed for a second and lowered her head. Of course she couldn't be wearing - wearing that kind of thing, although due to the existence of magic, her legs were hot when she tried it on. He should have carved ancient runes on it, but - the transparent material, this - this What a shame.

She can’t even wear it!

"Okay. It seems that our order has been confirmed." Mr. Bagman smiled and stared at a boy close to the warrior. "Now, everyone exits the room."

"Cedric, when the bell rings, you will be the first to appear, you know?"

"Okay sir." His voice was broken, his face was pale, and he nodded slightly.

"The others in turn attended to the bell."

"Now then!"

As he spoke, he suddenly opened the door.

In an instant, the noise outside surged in.

"Hogwarts!"

"Hogwarts!!"

"Ilvermorny!"

"Ilvermorny!!"

"Durmstrang!"

"Beauxbatons!!!"

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The shouts of little wizards were everywhere.

They were like welcoming heroes, welcoming the warriors representing their own academy.

At this moment, the sight is looking further away. On the spectator stand in a circle, Mr. Crouch, Mrs. Maxim, Professor Eulalie, Grindelwald, Sirius and other members of the judging panel Sitting on the largest and highest viewing platform, the bleachers extending from both sides were other young wizards from the four major colleges.

Everyone was screaming enthusiastically.

The rising and falling sounds are like the reappearance of the World Cup.

At this moment, a heavy bell rang.

The game begins.

And the noise at the scene became even louder.

They waved various flags and cheered for the warriors.

The cheers and applause were like surging waves, one wave higher than the other, fully demonstrating their enthusiasm and expectations. The entire venue was surrounded by fiery passion, as if even the air was on fire.

Amidst the raging sound, Cedric bravely walked out of the room.