Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 975 Whose trick

  The duel on the stage is still going on, and the wizards who dare to participate in the duel competition will not be too weak. As long as the competition does not appear one-sided, the duel competition is quite exciting and worth the price of admission.

   Enthusiastic cheers spread throughout the stadium, especially every time a black wizard was defeated, the scene would be extremely frenzied, almost yelling for someone to kill the black wizard on the spot.

  Of course, those who can become a dark wizard and dare to participate in the competition are usually not weak. Most of the dark wizards have rewards on them, and there are very few unlucky ones who will be eliminated in the first round.

  After all, after the game is over, it is easy to be targeted by bounty hunters or Aurors and put themselves in it.

  After defeating his opponent, Albert returned to the waiting room of the players in the third area, and also needed to draw numbers for the second round to determine the order of appearance in the second round.

  As for the loser, he has already left through another passage. If he did not buy a ticket, he would have to leave the stadium directly.

  If you want to **** for nothing, there is no such thing as a good thing.

  Albert threw the previous number into the box aside. His new number was 56, and he might have to wait for a long time.

  Unfortunately, the contestants could not temporarily leave the arena to go to the auditorium to watch the game, so Albert could only wait patiently in the player waiting room for the start of the second round of competition.

   To be honest, the waiting time is pretty boring.

   Albert bought a magazine, and under the cover of reading the newspaper, he got in touch with the house elves outside to find out the current situation.

   No Death Eaters were found for the time being.

  As for the list of Death Eaters, it was naturally provided by enthusiastic members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, Albert folded down the top of the newspaper with his fingers, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of being watched. He saw a black witch looking at him in surprise, as if surprised by the young Albert , was able to pass the first round of competition.

   You can't watch other people's games, and you don't know the situation of other players very well.

   The black witches were definitely not the only ones who were surprised that Albert was young. Too young meant that they had just graduated, or were still studying in school. Wizards who had not experienced social experience were relatively naive. Such opponents were usually easier to deal with than other contestants.

   A few more witches cast curious eyes, and Albert even saw a few faces from the East. After all, it is an international wizard duel competition, and it is not surprising that wizards from all over the world come to participate.

   Just when Albert was going to continue reading the newspaper to pass the time,

  A witch who also looked very young came over to talk to her. She actually used Japanese and switched to Spanish and English, trying to communicate with Albert, but Albert smiled and spoke to the other party in French.

  The other party pointed to the Spanish newspaper in his hand. It was obvious that Albert, who could read newspapers, could not understand Spanish.

   Albert put down the newspaper, revealing a French version of the magazine.

   In front of the witch, she spread her arms helplessly, and continued to read the contents of the magazine.

   "Aren't the newspapers and magazines here all in Spanish and English?"

  The witch muttered in bewilderment.

  As time passed, there were fewer and fewer wizards in the player lounge in District 3. The first round took nearly three hours, and they were still in rotation all the time.

   Albert was a little skeptical that he would be able to go through three rounds of elimination before dawn.

The only good news is that there are no traces of Death Eaters. Everything looks so peaceful, but Albert did not let down his vigilance. He first went to buy himself a refreshing drink prepared for the players by the tournament party. The price It was several times more expensive than the outside, and many people cursed, but they still paid for it, so as not to be sleepy and affect the follow-up games.

  When No. 54 and No. 55 left through the player passage, Albert knew it was his turn soon. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands and wand, and went to the side of the passage to wait.

His opponent is a slightly bald wizard who exudes a gloomy aura. This guy's cold eyes make Albert's expression weird. The other party seems to not take Albert to heart at all, as if the guy in front of him is a piece of trash .

   It seems...

   Albert suspected that he had won the lottery, and the guy in front of him was probably a dark wizard.

  His guess was soon confirmed.

   Shortly after the slightly bald wizard entered the gymnasium, he was severely warned by the referee.

   These words are actually not only warning them, you are here to compete, don't try to kill your opponent, subduing the opponent is considered a win.

   These words are also to remind the opponent of the dark wizard. The meaning is already obvious. If you can’t win, you should surrender immediately if you don’t want to get hurt. Your opponent is a dark wizard.

   "You can persuade him to surrender."

  The dark wizard said dryly, in Spanish.

"That guy is a dark wizard, do you want to give up?" The referee asked routinely, "These dark wizards are very dangerous. During the competition, more than half of the injured players were sent in by them, and sometimes their lives may even be in danger. , this is not alarmist talk."

   "Thank you, no need." Albert declined, and nodded slightly to the dark wizard in front of him.

  The slightly bald wizard's face became more gloomy, and he was angry at the guy in front of him for his ignorance. He was thinking about what spell he would use to send him to the hospital, or destroy his handsome and annoying face.

  From the slightly bald black wizard in front of him, Albert could also feel the malice emanating from the opponent. The opponent obviously didn't take the referee's words seriously.

   Albert walked onto the stage amidst the cheers of the crowd, and many audience members shouted excitedly, hoping that he could defeat the dark wizard on the opposite side and give him some color.

  Of course, there are also guys who dislike Albert and wish him bad luck.

  After the referee announced the start of the game, Albert immediately started.

  The same trick, the same routine, a very simple disarming spell preemptively strikes.

The black wizard on the opposite side was experienced. Although he was taken aback by Albert's amazing speed of casting spells, he still skillfully switched from offense to defense. After blocking Albert's attack, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, It seemed to be mocking Albert for only using these low-level spells.

  When he was about to launch a dangerous black magic at Albert, a sudden explosion occurred not far from his feet.

"What?"

Before the bald wizard could figure out what was going on, a second explosion occurred between the wizard's feet, scaring him back in embarrassment, and suddenly a hurricane blew towards him, The middle-aged bald wizard with an unstable center of gravity didn't have time to defend himself. He staggered and was blown away by the hurricane, and his whole body stuck to the opposite wall.

   This sudden change shocked everyone, especially the audience opposite Albert. They didn't even realize what happened, why the dark wizard lost.

  Not only the audience, but even the middle-aged bald wizard subdued by Albert wanted to know that this should have been an easy victory.

  Why would it be me who loses? Is it a mistake?

  The slightly bald man's face was distorted by the hurricane.

  After the effect of the Hurricane Curse ended, another spell accurately hit the bald wizard, directly disarming his wand.

"Look, our youngest player easily defeated his opponent, the famous black wizard Bauer, he actually fell into the hands of our youngest player easily." The referee in charge of the speech said excitedly: "There is no doubt , Our Mr. Dark Horse once again proved to us that it is not necessary to use powerful black magic to defeat the enemy, let us cheer for him!"

  As the youngest player, Albert, who also defeated the Dark Wizard, is undoubtedly a hot spot in the competition.

   "I'm sure, he can easily win the third game and enter the top 64." The commentary continued to drive the atmosphere, "I'll make a bet later, and put all my pocket money on him to win the final championship."

  As the commentator of the duel contest, he naturally knows how to stir up the atmosphere, not to forget to arouse other people's interest in betting.

  Of course, that was also one of the tasks given to him by the tournament.

It is said that Albert can become the duel champion, but not many people will believe it, because he is too young, and being young is sometimes a disadvantage. If Albert is ten years older, many people will press him to win the final championship .

   Albert ended amidst the cheers of countless people.

   The third round was faster than expected. Albert was selected as No. 7, and his opponent was a witch from Africa. She was not very old, but it was no surprise that she was at her peak?

  African wizards are better at wandless magic and Animagus transformation.

   Right after the start of the game, this man let go of the wand in his hand, and leaned forward. When he was watching, he had turned into a black cheetah and rushed straight at Albert.

   It is really a means of being caught off guard.

  Then... the cheetah bumped into the defensive cover and bounced hard.

  Actually, the sneak attack was very successful, and the cheetah was very fast, just blinking.

   It’s just that this witch from Africa who is good at transforming Animagus has mistaken her opponent. If it’s just an ordinary wizard, she will definitely be shocked when she sees a beast rushing towards her.

  But as Albert, who cherishes life, using defensive barriers in actual combat is quite skillful. Apart from being a bit hanging in the face against Avada Kedavra, this move is still very easy to use.

   Before the cheetah could get up from the ground, a stun spell fell on it.

  The witch lost the chance to get up again, so she just fell to the ground and passed out in the posture of a cheetah.

"Oh, my God, our young wizard's casting speed is really amazing." The commentator shouted loudly, "So far, he has easily defeated his opponents with only a few simple spells. This gives me the illusion that black magic is all a joke. If anyone reads long and complicated spells in front of him, it will definitely be a nightmare. Maybe, he might be able to win the championship all the way and become the youngest duel ever champion."

  "However, before that, we should congratulate our Mr. Dark Horse for entering the top 64, and hope that he can continue to bring us more exciting performances."

  The news that Albert became the top 64 of the Duel Contest soon appeared in newspapers in the Spanish magic world. Compared with other wizards who entered the top 64, this young and handsome wizard obviously attracted more attention.

  In order to build momentum for Albert, newspapers in the Spanish magic world also dug up Albert's deeds. For a while, Albert became the most shining player in the entire dueling competition.

  Especially after the photo of him defeating a fire dragon alone was posted on the newspaper, everyone became more interested in this young genius with countless halos on his head.

  In the end, all doubts were suppressed, and Albert somehow became one of the strongest candidates for the championship.

  Of course, some people doubt Albert's ability, suspecting that this is a means of collusion between the gambling house and the newspaper, trying to push Albert to the front to deceive people into placing bets.

   Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a "small trick" that the gambling side is good at using.

   But, who really cares?

  Many reporters wanted to interview Albert, but no one knew where the young wizard lived. He seemed to disappear out of thin air, and they couldn’t find anyone by any means.

  …

  The news of Albert's success in the duel contest still appeared in the British "Daily Prophet".

  Although the newspapers only used a short paragraph to describe the incident, but...it got to Voldemort.

  At this moment, Voldemort's lair.

   Pettigrew Peter and Selwyn trembled under Voldemort's gaze.

   "You couldn't find the mudblood before, now he came out, kill him, don't let me see that mudblood again." Voldemort looked at Pettigrew Peter and Selwyn coldly.

   "Master, I have something to report to you."

   "What is it, Severus." Voldemort turned to look at Snape.

"Ever since Peter and Selwyn's plan failed, Dumbledore has decided that we are targeting that Mudblood, and the Order of the Phoenix is ​​planning to use this opportunity to ambush us." Snape looked directly into Voldemort's scarlet gaze, and explained softly Said: "They don't want the master to continue lurking."

   "You say this is a conspiracy?" Voldemort's voice was a little cold.

"No, I heard that Dumbledore is trying to persuade that mudblood not to participate in the dueling contest again." Snape said the truth calmly, "The Order of the Phoenix has made two-handed preparations. Once the plan to persuade that mudblood fails, The members of the Order of the Phoenix will set up traps around that Mudblood."

"Dumbledore has been under a lot of pressure recently. I heard that he is about to lose his right to speak in the Wizengamot. Members of the Order of the Phoenix hope that the master will be exposed quickly so as to reduce the pressure on Dumbledore and let the Ministry of Magic More thought... If the plan fails and exposes us, it will not be worth the loss, and..."

"Do you have any good ideas?" Voldemort raised his hand and interrupted, "What about you? This is a good chance to get rid of him, isn't it? I know you all want to get rid of him, and now is your chance. Lucius, Tell me your way!"

"We could send someone out to assassinate him," Lucius said, "masquerading as a spectator, and sneaking up on him with the Avada Kedavra during the duel, which is a bit dishonorable, but it will surely kill him. "

"Dumbledore asked me to brew a lot of compound potions." Snape said in a low voice, "I can give you some to ensure the secrecy of the operation. I don't think it should be exposed now. We can ask the Ministry of Magic to help us Hold Dumbledore for a moment."

Voldemort took a deep look at Snape, and said to Lucius Malfoy, "Take your man and find a way to get rid of him. I remember you wanted to do this. Also, Peter and Selwyn, Go too, don't let me down again."

  (end of this chapter)