Enter Hogwarts

At the competition site, Li Ang slowly landed on the ground and removed this super large composite magic of ancient magic and ancient runes.

And the magic power and energy in his body have basically bottomed out.

"What is that?" Kangna looked at Li Ang with a complicated expression.

"What? Oh, it's just a little trick..."

Kangna was silent for a moment, then asked, "Golden eggs... do you still want to change them?"

"Of course!" Li Ang raised his eyebrows, "I found that Ilvermorny seems to have a lot of magic that I have never heard of. You can exchange it for whatever you want, I won't pick."

Kangna nodded, "Okay, I want two!"

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"Why do you need so much of this stuff?" Li Ang couldn't laugh or cry.

"Bring one to that 'phlegm'," Kangna said nonchalantly, "I don't want her to miss the next game because there is no golden egg."

"A game with five people is much more fun than four people..."

Li Ang smiled and handed two over, "'Phlegm'? Where did this name come from?"

"I don't know. A little Gryffindor girl said it. I think it's quite funny..." Connor shook her hair and held a golden egg on each side of her two strong arms. It looked like an ancient tomb. Lara Croft.

"Thanks, I'm going back first, I'm hungry..." Kangna walked away quickly with two long legs that could kill someone.

"Kanna...Kanna..." Li Ang muttered a few words and suddenly realized that the word "Connor" can be transliterated into "Kanna" when translated into Chinese...

"'The cicada is chirping, Kangna eats it'?" Li Ang was suddenly amused by his own thoughts.

Because, this Kangna is obviously not a little purple-haired first-grade loli with a bun face (Note 1)...

"Awesome..." Krum also came over and shook hands with Li Ang.

Professor McGonagall rode down from the sky on a broomstick.

"Well done, Leon!" Professor McGonagall's expression looked like the Irish team had won the World Cup again. "Nice transformation spell! Unfortunately, I can't give you extra points in the game..."

"Thank you, Professor."

"Let's go, the results will be announced soon..."

Li Ang nodded and returned to the tent.

In the tent, Furong's face was ashen.

Because, just now, Kangna arrogantly handed her a golden egg in front of her.

"What do you mean?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Don't get me wrong," Kang Na found a robe to cover her beautiful figure, "I just don't want you to miss the next game."

"I'm looking forward to competing with you in the next game..."

Furong felt extremely uncomfortable.

However, she still accepted the dragon egg.

"Thank you," she said sincerely, "If there is a chance in the next game, I will help you too!"

Kangna shrugged without saying a word, picked up the white essence and applied it on her body.

After such a fight, it was inevitable that there would be scratches and burns on the body.

Sicaro sneaked in quietly, and when he saw Furong, his expression was a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Delacour," he whispered, "I didn't think that Australian ovaleye would..."

Fleur gave him a sharp look, but she wasn't actually very angry.

In other words, being angry is not angry with him.

From Furong's point of view, it was a very good idea to start with someone else from a newly established school who was qualified enough to be selected based on his age.

At least, that's what she might do.

What she is really most angry about is...

As soon as Leon and Krum entered the tent, they saw Fleur standing up suddenly, with a gritted expression on her face.

"Li Ang...I remember you!" She finally dropped these words, put on her coat, and went out.

Krum sighed sympathetically and patted Leon on the shoulder, indicating that he was asking for blessings.

Li Ang didn't care much.

The Triwizard Tournament!What if we don't do some work?

Several people walked outside, and Barty Crouch was already standing outside.

"Everyone...after the review and judgment of all the judges, your results have come out..."

He had a straight face, did not show off, and opened the parchment in his hand straightforwardly.

"The No. 1 player in this game is--Leon Green!"

"No. 2 - Connor Stewart!"

"No.3 - Viktor Krum!"

"No.4 - Cicaro Riddle!"

"No.5 - Fleur Delacour!"

Barty Crouch handed over the parchment after announcing the results.

"Here are all the judges' scores on your various items."

"If you have any objections, you can contact me, or report it to the Ministry of Magic through your principal, and we will re-evaluate your grades..."

None of them looked at the parchment.

What are the performances of several people? Who is better and who is worse? They know better than the judges.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Barty Crouch also breathed a sigh of relief.

Because just now, Karkaroff was messing around for a long time.

Unless my own warrior is the first to get the golden egg besides Li Ang, he should be No. 2.

As a result, he was sprayed bloody by Gilbert Fontana.

Not even Beauxbatons' Madame Maxime sided with Karkaroff.

"Well, you can now go back to the castle to enjoy the cheers and food. In addition, the next game is on February 2th."

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Harry and Ron excitedly followed the crowd towards the castle.

"Hermione, what do you think Senior Li Ang's last magic was?"

"I don't know..." Hermione frowned, "I haven't seen it in any book!"

"That magic is either in the forbidden book area, or it was created by the senior!"

Ron's mouth dropped open.

"Create your own? Are you serious?"

"Of course! How else would you explain it!"

"Merlin's strawberry pants!" Ron sighed, "No wonder some people call him 'Little Dumbledore'..."

"Hmph! He is much worse than Professor Dumbledore!" A little silver-haired girl ran past the two of them in a hurry, and deliberately bumped into Ron.

"What happened to her?" Ron asked in confusion.

"What else can happen?" Hermione said angrily: "Her sister lost the game, what do you think?"

Ron curled his lips.

"If you ask me, her sister is the worst!"

"I spent a long time there, but someone else picked the peaches..."

"And I was almost swept by the tail of Australia's oval eye. If it weren't for Senior Li Ang... uh uh..."

Harry covered his best friend's mouth.

I can't let him talk anymore...

All the surrounding Beauxbatons students were staring at him.

Someone even invited a beautiful Beauxbatons girl to dance with him when he was preparing a Christmas dinner...