Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 821 Actor

  All kinds of magic displayed on the stage made Albert dumbfounded. Barnabus Funkley's excellent spellcasting competition had a sense of sight of a circus.

  But it is undeniable that most of the wizards who dare to participate in the competition have a few brushes, at least those players who are on stage are not too bad in magic.

  Someone conjured up a flock of birds and performed a "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" in front of everyone; someone also used a magic wand to direct the puppets to perform an elegant dance; some even performed the trick of breathing fire with their mouths.

However, the one that attracts the most attention at present is probably a middle-aged wizard in his forties. He used the Animagus to transform into an owl, and then re-transformed into an owl after flying around the stage. The human form drew a burst of exclamation and applause from the audience.

  However, as long as there are more participants, there will naturally be no shortage of stretchers.

  Especially the group of young lads, the magic they showed to everyone was relatively ordinary. Among them, a man in his early twenties made frequent mistakes because he was too nervous, directly making himself the focus of the competition.

  The man walked off the stage with his head down, and left the bar directly. He probably had no face to stay, for fear that he would become a laughing stock for others.

  The team is advancing very fast, and it only takes a while for everyone, and it will be Albert's turn soon.

The young man in front of him stumbled onto the stage and showed everyone the magic of turning a paper bird into a real bird. As a result, the bird flew over his head for a while, and then fell straight onto the stage, attracting Scattered laughter.

   Albert saw that the referees not far away shook their heads imperceptibly, as if they were still writing something on the paper.

   "Let us welcome player No. 17." Diana read out the player number to the registration form. However, this time she didn't just call out the contestant's number as before, and she actually said a few more words: "It is worth mentioning that contestant No. 17 is an excellent spellcaster participating in Barnabus Finkley this time." The youngest player in the competition is only sixteen years old and is still a student at Hogwarts, let us wait and see."

   Albert took a deep breath and walked onto the stage.

  The moment he stepped onto the stage, Albert could feel that everyone's eyes were on him, and being watched by a group of people didn't affect his performance much.

   Albert began to concentrate and eliminate distractions.

   Then, he raised his wand, shook it slightly, and an old armchair appeared in front of Albert out of thin air.

   Albert waved his wand lightly for the second time, and the armchair turned into a lion. It stood up from the ground and rubbed against Albert with its slightly rough mane, like a docile house cat. Then, the lion circled around Albert, seeming to be dissatisfied with those staring at him, and let out a heart-pounding roar towards the audience below the stage.

  At this moment, the few wizards closest to the stage couldn't help but hold their wands tightly to prevent the lion from suddenly jumping at them.

  However, their worries were completely superfluous. Albert flicked his wand twice, and the lion disappeared.

  After showing the transformation magic, Albert walked off the stage under the gaze of countless people.

There is no doubt that he used a very powerful transformation spell just now, and what surprised them even more was Albert's talent in transformation, which can be done so easily at this age, and his composure also surprised Looking at it differently, even Diana, who was acting as the referee, was very satisfied with the magic shown by Albert. She even saw that the five referees nodded in satisfaction.

   "Very powerful transformation spell."

  Even Rodris had to admit that Bud was right, and Albert was indeed a very powerful genius.

  Under normal circumstances, the larger the size, the harder it is to deform, not to mention that the lion does not have any flaws, it is quite a perfect transformation magic.

  The competition is still going on, and Albert finds that most young people come to participate in the competition for another purpose. They are often also the most nervous group, and the nervousness is contagious most of the time, causing most players to participate in the competition under nervous emotions. It doesn't matter.

  So, many players who knew that they would be eliminated looked at Albert with envious eyes.

   After all, Albert is currently the most promising player to win the championship. The most important thing is that he is only sixteen years old, the same age as Miss Yanila, and they are simply a natural match.

  A thick citric acid spread quietly in the bar.

   "I really don't know why they came to participate in the competition." Albert naturally guessed what was going on, ignored the gazes of those people, and chatted with Rodris next to him about the magic show on the stage.

"It's no problem for you to pass the first round of screening." Bud flipped through today's "Bullfighting Daily" while introducing the competition process to Albert, "After the first round of screening is over, sixteen players will be selected from all the contestants player."

  "The second round is considered to be the real selection of wizards with excellent spellcasting skills. Usually, the top few players will be selected to enter the third round."

"The third round is composed of upper and lower parts. The first part is a gathering similar to an exchange meeting between the players and five referees. The referees will also talk to you about spell casting techniques and ask you to give them Show and determine whether you are eligible for the gold medal." Bard was very satisfied with Albert's performance.

   Albert is not surprised by this gradual screening process.

  After all, those old referees have limited energy, and it is impossible to directly select the champion from countless contestants. It would take a lot of energy, and it is hard to say how reliable they are.

  After finishing the first round of the competition, he watched the performance on the stage with a calm mind, and occasionally talked with the two old people around him about the level of the players on the stage, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

  The game lasted until 8:30pm, but no one was impatient, and it was a good and fun show for them. During the period, many jokes were made, for example, a boy fainted before he could play because he was too nervous.

   Another contestant conjured up a bouquet of roses during the performance, and gave the roses to Miss Yanila in the audience on the spot.

  After being accepted generously by Yanila, her face flushed with excitement, as if the other party had accepted his confession.

  The man's move earned him boos. Later, when Albert was having dinner, he heard that he was beaten up.

  As for Terrence Higgs, another alumnus of Albert, although he performed better than most of the young wizards, he was still a player in the first round.

  Terence was not surprised by this result, but Old Higgs almost turned his nose in anger. Originally, he didn't expect his grandson to win the championship, so he just brought him here to show his face and get to know everyone.

  However, everyone is afraid of comparison.

  Albert was so dazzling that he not only showed extraordinary talent for transformation, but also easily passed the first round of the competition.

  Now everyone in the bar is talking about No. 17, and someone has even opened a bet on whether the youngest contestant in history can become the final champion and win the final gold medal.

  The youngest contestant, the youngest genius, the youngest champion, and the youngest Barnabus Finkley Gold Medal winner for Distinguished Spellcasting.

   These are all good gimmicks, which immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

  In order to make people place firm bets, the dealer at the opening even revealed Albert's identity as the youngest international wizard chess champion and the champion of the magic school potion championship.

  Suddenly, a genius shrouded in countless auras appeared on the "Bullfighting Daily", and countless wizards waved money bags to join the carnival.

"They have revised your odds, and it seems that you still have some confidence in your victory." Rodris smiled and handed the "Bullfighting Daily" to Albert, turned his head and asked, "Old man, are you planning to bet?" Bet?"

   "I bet 50 Galleons on Albert to win the gold medal." Bud looked at Rodris with a smile: "Do you want to go together? I guarantee you will not lose money."

   Rodris smiled without saying a word. He actually bet that Albert would pass the second round.

   "Is this thing reliable?" Albert has found his own odds in the newspaper. The odds for the champion are 2.5 times (originally 4 times), and the odds for him to win the gold medal are 8 times. Betting on being eliminated has only 0.3 times the odds, and betting on passing the second round has 0.8 odds.

  In the eyes of most people, Albert has a high chance of being eliminated. No one would believe that a sixteen-year-old underage wizard can really win the championship or gold medal for Barnabus Finkley's excellent spellcasting technique.

   "Is this thing reliable?" Albert asked again.

   "Do you want to bet too?" Bud frowned and looked at Albert. Under normal circumstances, contestants are not allowed to bet, but there are always ways to bypass this problem, such as asking someone to help bet.

   "Reliable, this is a gamble between the "Daily Bullfight" and the Spanish Ministry of Magic."

   "The Spanish Ministry of Magic is also involved?" Albert was a little surprised.

   "Nominally, it was a gamble run by Bullfight Daily, but the Spanish Ministry of Magic guaranteed it." Rodris explained.

   "I'll go see how many Galleons there are." Albert grumbled, dropped the rest of the food and went upstairs.

  Of course, this is just an excuse. Albert went upstairs to do a fortune-telling for himself. He felt that he had no reason not to make this money.

  The white mist in the crystal ball kept spinning, and Albert saw Yanila wearing the gold medal on Albert's neck, who was holding the trophy, and beside him were reporters who were filming them.

  Albert was very satisfied with the picture in the crystal ball. He won the gold award, completed the task, and transferred a large sum of Galleons.

   As for, didn't bring enough Galleons?

  This can't help Albert, he took out the double-sided mirror to get in touch with the house elf, asked Bit to go to Gringotts to withdraw money, and bring the money along the way.

  When Albert went downstairs, Rodriguez had already left, and Bud was talking to Diana, the bar owner.

   "How much do you plan to press?" Bud asked Albert with a smile.

   "I plan to press myself to win the gold medal." Albert continued to sit down and eat.

"You are very confident!" Diana reminded with a smile: "However, the gold medal is not so easy to get, at least there is no precedent for an underage wizard to win the gold medal. As far as I know, the youngest known winner Mr Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts."

   "My luck is good." Albert quickly finished his food and returned to his room to wait for the house elf to bring Garen over.

   "It has nothing to do with luck." Diana looked at the back of Albert going upstairs and asked Bud: "Do you think he can win the gold medal?"

   "I have confidence in him." Bud looked at Albert's back, turned his head and said to Diana, "But, don't get his idea, Albert is already engaged."

   "Engagement, are you sure, he is not yet an adult, he should only be preparing for the sixth grade at Hogwarts?" Diana couldn't help frowning, thinking that Bud was lying to him.

   "Well, engaged." Bud nodded and said, "He plans to get married after graduation. Yanila has no chance, so don't think so carefully."

   "Aren't you very optimistic about him?" Diana was a little angry, "Why stop it?"

   "Because I hope she can freely choose her own happiness." Bud said calmly, "You know very well whether you have been happy or not these years."

   "Then why didn't you stop me." Diana gritted her teeth and walked away.

   "Because I couldn't stop it at that time!" Bud looked at Diana's back and sighed softly: "Besides, that's your choice, isn't it?"

  Albert didn't know anything about the conversation between the two. He had just received a heavy money bag from the house elf Beetle.

   Such opportunities are rare, and Albert plans to make a fortune.

   As for how much to press then, you have to discuss it with Bud in advance.

   After Albert took a shower, he took the bag of gold coins and knocked on the door next door.

"What's up?"

  Bard's eyes fell on the money bag in Albert's hand, and he immediately realized what it was.

   "I plan to force myself to win the gold medal." Albert put the bag of Galleons in front of Bud, and said straight to the point.

   "All?" Bud looked at the bag of Galleons that Albert put in front of him, and suddenly remembered something.

   Albert will prophesy!

"Yes, all of them. However, I'm a little worried about whether they can afford the loss." Albert briefly stated his worries. Some people's integrity.

   "How much is there?" Bud picked up the gold coin and asked the weight.

   "1000 Galleons." Albert said honestly.

   "Isn't it a little too crazy." Bud muttered in his mouth. However, he did not reject Albert's proposal in the end, "This requires someone to divide the bet, and I have to ask a few old friends for help. However, if I win, each person has to take out a hundred Galleons as a reward." Pay to keep their mouths shut."

   "Win-win, I understand this." Albert said he knew it.

  (end of this chapter)