[Comprehensive] Road to Trench

There is an oriental proverb called "What is it?" Oh, by the way, it is what you are afraid of.

Alex looked at the cat bell with a purple pink-spotted bow in his hand, and was silent until the first warrior—Edward Mosan of Beauxbatons—went out of the prepared tent with the token he had drawn , When the competition started, the little girl with silver curly hair just flattened her mouth and stuffed the token into the pocket of her robe in aggrieved way: "...don't let me catch the person who threw this thing in as a token!"

——The expression and language are completely separated, making people wonder if she is smart.

The blond-haired boy was playing with the token he had drawn—half a golden spherical object, but he never took his eyes off Alex.

Alex with such a lively and emotional expression was a part he was unfamiliar with.

In those vivid memories that seemed to happen yesterday, even the movements of the slender illithid's tentacles were exceptionally quiet and subtle.

He laughed and bent his eyes as blue as the deep sea: "Would you like to enjoy the match of Mr. Mosang together?"

The four players are not on the field at the same time, so when one of them is in the game, the other players can join the audience in the preparation area to watch how their competitors tackle difficult problems.

"Isn't that fair?" Li, who was in charge of the commentary, said, "The people who compete first don't know what they will encounter."

"Oh, well, let me keep it a secret." Angus, who was the special guest, smiled slightly, causing many witches at the scene (and watching this scene through the Internet) to take a breath of air, "At least, It’s better to discuss this issue after we’ve watched at least two games—well, let me see, the first player to play should be the player who drew the [black rope] as a token, oh, it’s Booth Sir Edward Mawthorne of Barton!"

A young man wearing Beauxbaton's blue school uniform robe entered the space cube from the entrance below it. Visible to the naked eye, a swirl-like mist appeared inside the cube-this is when the space setter sensed the [token] he was carrying, Call out the scene where the corresponding token is located.

When the fog cleared, Edward Moissan found himself in a valley at night.

A few stars hang in the night sky in the valley.

The moon has only one curved point, which is a new moon.

Obviously before entering, it was still daytime in England...

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and glanced at the black rope in his hand.

"The vision of this scene is not very good..." Li frowned and said, "How about some lighting?"

As Lee puts it, Edward Mawthorne raised his wand: "Lumos!"

A light burst from the tip of his wand, illuminating the front.

It is a common appearance in the valley, overgrown with weeds.

[They are all common weeds in Muggle gathering places, and there are no magical creatures. ] The assistant who partnered with Edward Mosang said, 【Does the token respond? 】

For the live broadcast effect, the dialogue between the warriors and assistants during the game will be broadcast directly like the commentary, so that everyone can understand the judgment and response of the warriors and assistants during the game.

[Since I came in, my token has been getting hot, to the point of warming my hands. 】Edward Mosan said, 【Maybe it reacts by judging the distance from the other half of the token? 】

[The direction is judged according to the degree of heat of the token, isn't it easy to find the other half of the token? 】Mosang's assistant said, 【However, this space setter is really interesting. This valley should be a simulated tropical environment, right?I saw several species of plants that only grow in the tropics. 】

Edward Mosang was about to reply when suddenly, a sense of crisis rose from the bottom of his heart, and the hairs on his back exploded almost instantly!

"Heavy armor!"

He held out his wand and shouted.

A black shadow flashed out of the shadow of the valley like lightning, across the weeds under the moonlight, leaving only slightly swaying grass blades as a witness of its passing.

The Iron Armor Curse went straight for the black shadow, but the black shadow's lightning speed made it easily dodge the spell released by Edward Mothan.

"Oh oh oh what is that!" Li became excited, "It's too fast to see clearly! It's like a black golden snitch!"

While speaking, the black shadow flashed again, and Edward Mosang immediately released a large flame, trying to force the opponent back.

But the black shadow seemed unafraid of this, coming through the flames.

Beauxbaton's warriors immediately turned and ran—towards the bright place with moonlight and starlight.

【What the hell! ] Beauxbaton's assistant's almost terrified voice echoed above the playing field, 【So fast—a bird and a snake? 】

[Birds and snakes don't have such black scales! 】Edward Mosan ran, turned his head to confirm the movement of the black shadow, and calmly replied, 【The plants on the ground indicate that this valley is located in the tropics, and the black aggressive magical creatures that appeared in the tropics—this thing is Voldebat! 】

"Wow, if I were Beauxbaton's professor of magical creatures, I would definitely add [-] points to Mr. Mosang!" Angus clapped his hands and laughed, "That's right, the magical animal guarding the first level , is the extremely rare and rare Voldebat—ah, although the name is similar to a certain unspeakable person, there is no connection between them, please don't shudder at this—or, you can call it' Burial cloth,' that's another name for Voldebat, and it's better than its scientific name."

"As far as the meaning is concerned, I can't see how it can be higher than the scientific name! But it is really a rare and powerful magical creature, and 'blazing fire' is actually ineffective against it!" Li was surprised.

That is not a small flame, but a huge flame like a wall of fire!

"Until today, the understanding of Voldebat II in the wizarding world is that it looks like a thin black cloth - if it has just eaten a person recently, it may increase in thickness. The other is that it has so far So far, there is only one spell that works on it." Angus said, thought for a while, and added, "Except for the Unforgivable Curse-so far, no wizard has used it on it, so how effective it is, we will do not know either."

"What spell?" Lee asked.

Angus was about to speak, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the movement of Beauxbatons waving his wand in the cube, and he immediately laughed, and the answer that came to his mouth was changed to another way: "Maybe we can let Mosang Mr. to answer this question."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Edward Mosang raised his wand: "Call God for protection!"

Silver-white light condensed on the tip of his staff, and in an instant, a giant snake with a length of more than fifty feet jumped out from the tip of his staff, and rushed straight at the Voldebat!

"My God! It's a snake! This is a giant snake patron saint!" Li exclaimed.

The danger warning of the natural enemy made the Voldebat brake in time to stop its forward jumping, and the magical creature as thin as a black cloth immediately rushed towards the sky - it tried to escape.

But what moved faster than it was the patron saint—the body of the giant snake coiled up and tightened like a spring, and then, like a spring that was compressed to the extreme, suddenly lost its external pressure, it popped out suddenly!

The huge mouth bit the Voldebat tightly, and everyone present heard the sound as if the cloth was being torn.

After the sound of a dust explosion, the smoke cleared, and the silver-white patron saint swam back to Edward Moissan with a tattered black cloth in his mouth, and put the rag in his mouth into his hand.

Edward Moissan suddenly felt a burning sensation in his palm, and he let go of his hand involuntarily—as if under the influence of some force, the black rope in Edward Moissan’s hand flew out of his hand, pierced into the black cloth, With a flick, all signs of tatters disappeared, and a black cloak suspended in mid-air appeared in front of Edward Moissan.

At the same time, the scene inside the cube changed, and when it stopped again, a road leading outside the cube appeared from the fog.

"Congratulations to the Beauxbaton warriors who broke through the first level!" Li immediately applauded vigorously. Under the effect of the amplifying spell, his applause was particularly loud among the applause from the audience at this time, "Yes, the wizarding world is currently The only spell that can work against volts, volts - let's call it a shroud - is the Patronus Charm! Thanks to Beauxbatons for the correct and timely example of self-rescue, are you right, Ann Gus?"

The handsome young man with black hair and red eyes seemed to be distracted just now, and he came back to his senses when his name was called: "Oh? Oh, um, yes, that's right..."

He responded perfunctorily a few times (still causing many witches to scream), but he couldn't help but follow Edward Mothan, who had removed the Patronus Charm and was walking outside the cube—the wand in his hand.

That snake looks familiar.

As if he was familiar with it.

A name emerged from the depths of the soul.

"Nagini..."

"What?" Li didn't hear clearly, thinking he was still explaining the game just now, so he asked.

Angus blinked, covering up the confusion when he unconsciously pronounced the name just now: "Ah, it's nothing. Let's see, who is the next warrior?"

"Could it be... that we also want to fight that Voldebat?" Harry, who was watching from the side of the field, swallowed, and said in a weak voice, "Oh no... We haven't learned that spell before!"

"Don't worry, Harry." Alex folded his arms, the old god was there, "According to what I know about William—it's a rare opportunity to trick me, he won't ask the same question four times! It's your turn, Michael."

The blond boy smiled at the two Hogwarts warriors, left the preparation area, and stepped into the cube that began to change colors.

The fog dissipated, and Mihail appeared in a valley. The only difference from Edward Mosan before was that there was no grass growing in this valley, and even the ground was filled with steaming heat.

"It's a pity," the old devil sitting in the stands sighed, "Why didn't Mihail choose Voldebat?"

The official of the German Ministry of Magic sitting tremblingly next to him was full of doubts, but he dared not ask, and Gellert Grindelwald had no intention of explaining.

Proficient in magical biology, a generation of devil kings who had studied the thirteen uses of dragon blood with a friend in the early years have already recognized the magical creature that this scene may correspond to - at least, it is absolutely impossible to be a Voldebat.