Hogwarts genius wizard

"Failed."

When the huge chessboard on the field was halfway through, Mag laughed, venting his anger for more than ten years.

Bill Jones did not take the initiative to admit defeat, but continued to fight until there was only the last piece left under his seat.

"Okay, come again!"

Under the lens of the flying magic flying machine, his voice resounded throughout the arena, and many French wizards squeezed their wands tightly.

Many people have already seen the sweat on the old chess king's head through the looking glass, his arms were trembling, his snow-white hair was disheveled, and his expression obviously became ferocious.

Every move in the second half of the chess game is tantamount to cutting flesh with a knife for this old man who has not been defeated for many years.

Painful.

William looked at the old man and sighed hypocritically, "Mr. Jones, give up."

Bill Jones looked at William and said angrily, "This is the first match."

The slight difference in scores made it difficult for the audience to tell the difference between the two sides, but judging by the look on his face, William obviously had a better chance of winning.

After the second fiasco, the old chess king whose mentality was on the verge of collapse trembled and said, "You won, brat."

Lost, the honor of the chess king for 19 consecutive years is gone, the record of trying to maintain the longest chess position in history is gone, and the wealth of more than 30 Galleons per year is gone.

All is gone.

At this moment, Bill Jones seemed to be 20 years older.

If he was ten years younger, Bill Jones wouldn't be in such agony and despair. He's just an 80-year-old wizard.

But magic power has long since regressed. Alchemy, potions and other knowledge, because he has not been in contact with him for a long time, and has been in banquets, receptions, and chess parties for a long time, he has long forgotten many technical details.

Without the biggest source of income, how to spend the next years?

William stood up, bowed to Bill Jones in thanks, and left the field.

Although some French wizards still sat in their seats, some foreign wizards stood up and applauded the new generation of chess kings.

A small number of wizarding family members who were unaware of the situation and came to the venue were thinking about what kind of changes a 12-year-old British new chess king would bring to the international wizarding chess competition.

British wizard journalists have left the arena for the first time and returned to the UK through illegal Portkeys. They all want to write the news as a report and tell wizards all over England as soon as possible.

Standing in the lounge, Elisa said to William: "Goodbye, William, come to Berlin when you are free, and I invite you to taste the most delicious caviar."

William said: "If you come to England, I can only ask you to go hunting."

Eliza quipped: "Going to hunt wild dragons in England?"

"Maybe it's okay," William said.

Elisa glanced at the shameless boy, took out the door key, and disappeared without a trace.

Quickly left the lounge, refused interviews from French, German, Spanish and other wizarding reporters, and joined Professor Minerva.

It is already past 4 o'clock, who knows when the vampire will attack.

For his own sake, William felt that it was better to leave here as soon as possible.

Sitting in the car, William put down the letter sent by Fleur, and Fleur felt sorry for his family not being able to celebrate William, but the situation in Paris was not optimistic, and no one knew who the vampire queen would attack first.

Some time ago, the werewolf who killed the vampire the hardest was the most likely to be the first target.

They killed many vampires.

Werewolves and vampires are feuds that have been entangled for thousands of years, and the hatred is hidden in their blood.

If vampires and werewolves go to war, the Ministry of Magic will give them an award for best citizen.

It is also very possible to attack pure-blood wizards who have suppressed vampires for hundreds of years with the Ministry of Magic.

The vampire queen, who has survived for hundreds of years, is powerful, but her body is not very good. Every activity requires a lot of magical blood.

It will be easier to get the delicious food of the pure-blood wizard first, and then clean up the big dogs.

It is also possible to lead a team to attack the Ministry of Magic, the lackey of the pure-blood wizard nobles.

For hundreds of years, the French Ministry of Magic has been attacked by vampires five or six times, almost every 100 years. It seems that there has been no action in this century.

The income from attacking the Ministry of Magic is also good. Various potions, alchemy weapons, and taboo knowledge. Although the blood of the wizards of the Ministry of Magic is not as delicious as that of pure-blood wizards, the defense of the Ministry of Magic is worse than that of the castle of pure-blood wizards that has been in operation for hundreds of years.

Walking into the French Ministry of Magic, William found that the Aurors were nervous, and no one wanted to lose sight of the sun tomorrow.

The number of Aurors guarding the hearth increased again, from two to six.

Once again declined interviews with wizarding reporters from Britain, the United States, Germany, France and other countries who followed along the way. After the three registered and checked again, Gary Moore went first. When it was William's turn, he suddenly stiffened and stopped. pace.

His eyes were blood red.

In the bloody light, the collapsed castle was full of corpses.

Apollin and Fleur were placed in front of Parrott. The Vampire Queen opened her small mouth and bit Fleur's neck.

The death notice, or the death notice about Fu Rong and others.

How could this be?

Didn't they flee Paris?

William felt chills all over his body. After seeing the power of the vampire queen, he realized after the simulation last night that if the other party didn't want to die, he could only use the "Xing Zi Jue" to escape immediately.

Go, and probably die, as Eliza Huppert, Nicolas May reminded, of being drained of blood.

But if you don't go, Apollin and Fleur will die.

Can you not go?

William only stopped for three seconds, laughing at himself, what else can he do?

Hasn't fate already given the answer?

Even if he knew he was dead!

Turning to Professor McGonagall who was frowning behind him, William smiled wryly, "Sorry, Professor, I have a reason why I can't leave."

Mag's originally very happy mood suddenly became very bad, and said: "What reason is more important than your life?"

William took a deep breath and said, "Love, if I don't dare to protect it now, my life will lose its meaning in the future."

Eliza Galen, who had a bad complexion, felt admiration for William after hearing this.

Now the top officials of the Ministry of Magic are afraid to leave the headquarters, but this boy who has just won a great honor chooses to stay because of certain things.

A Qi refiner from the Tang Dynasty who could not tell his age stood behind the crowd waiting to leave, looked at William with gratified eyes, and said softly: "The sea is rampant, but those who bravely and resolutely go against the current will show their true qualities as heroes!"