A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 474 Rules
Under the temptation of strawberry preserves, Varen quickly explained what happened.But obviously, it was a beat slower than Hermione, and hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem. Hermione fed it a few slices of dried fruit in embarrassment, and left with the magic letter Felix gave.

"Professor, I think Varun just made an inadvertent mistake." She tried to make up for the previous mistake before leaving.

Varen blinked, what is an unintentional mistake?

"I understand," Felix said, hugging Varen. Hermione hesitated for a few seconds and tiptoed to leave, and he called her behind. "Miss Granger, you can refer to Nick's magic handbook to try to restore the time-turner, but no matter what the result is, remember, don't use it, don't put yourself in a dangerous situation."

"I assure you, Professor," said Hermione.

Felix watched the door close, then set his sights on Varun sitting on his lap, half-closed his eyes, and patted his thigh with great enjoyment. "Haw! (Keep feeding!)" Felix laughed angrily at its leisurely look.

"Aren't you reading The Tales of Beedle the Poet?" he said.

Varun looked at him suspiciously.

"Some time ago, you pestered me to tell the story of the 'Fountain of Good Luck'," Felix said, "Actually, you will find that the story behind it is equally exciting, named 'The Hairy Heart of the Wizard'..."

"Chirp!" Varen was startled, "Trump! Chirp! (Don't lie to me! That's a horror story!)"

"It's true, every story of the poet Beedle has metaphors," Felix said with a smile: "For example, the wizard uses black magic to separate his heart from his body and locks it in a crystal box. This practice avoids the harm of worldly feelings... Perhaps this is the poet's artistic expression of Horcruxes; not to mention that this story warns us not to tamper with the deepest secrets of life at will-"

Having said that, he suddenly paused.Don't tamper with life at will - so is his transformation into a magical creature counting as tampering with life now?He pondered over this issue, no matter what, he should be more cautious and careful, at least until the transformation is completed, staying in school and not going out is a good choice.

Who knows when he inspected the company's branch, would he push the door and bump into a no-nosed monster?
Suddenly there was a sweet taste in his mouth. Felix came back to his senses and looked down to see that Varen was stretching out his small hand to stuff a strawberry compote into his mouth.

"Haw! (Change the story!)"

Felix bit the sweet candied fruit, and said vaguely: "Then change the story, how about 'Legend of the Three Brothers'?" Valen nodded sharply, who wants to listen to the heart, isn't this a curse word? Specifically used to describe a cold-hearted wizard?

It has seen the whole set of "The Adventures of Mick the Little Wizard".

"Once upon a time, there were three brothers who were traveling along a secluded trail. It was almost dusk when they came to a rushing river and met a man who called himself Death..."

On the other side, Hermione returned to the lounge with the Magic Letter in her hand.

"Letter sent?" asked Harry, who had lent Hermione his Hedwig to write home.

"Yeah, I brought this back." Hermione said proudly, waving the letter in her hand, Harry's eyes lit up. "Time-Turner information?" he asked in a low voice, and after getting an affirmative response, he quickly sat down next to Hermione.

"Why didn't you see Ron?" Hermione asked casually, opening the scroll carefully.

"He went to the foyer again to make sure that the rules for the third project were posted." Harry said, he and Hermione soon discovered that the Codex was somewhat similar to 'answer parchment', and he stared at the icon on it, impatiently thinking Click on the icon that says "Nick Flamel Disassembly Plan".

"Wait, Harry." Hermione stopped him and said, "The professor suggested that we first read the experimental data about the time-turner collected by Nick Flamel." She clicked on the first icon-it was a man with a painful expression The witch, Harry felt uncomfortable, but he soon regained his energy, and lines of words began to emerge on the notebook.

"Heloise Mintab? What did she do?" he asked curiously.

"Using personal experience to terminate all long-distance time travel." Hermione explained succinctly.

After a while, Harry finished reading the story of Eloise Mintab, and he smacked his lips to express his thoughts. At this moment, Ron came back happily.

"The rules are out!" he yelled loudly, shaking the parchment in his hand, attracting the attention of everyone in the lounge. "I met Cedric and the others, and Collins made a copy for me by the way..."

Everyone gathered around curiously.

"Read it!" Seamus called.

"Oh, uh... well," Ron enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded, he cleared his throat, and looked at the contents of the parchment. "First of all, the results of the first two events - Cedric's team scored 126 points, Vagardo scored 113 points, Beauxbaton scored 110 points, Durmstrang scored 100 points, and Ilvermorny scored 73 points."

"You missed one," Neville reminded him.

"Is there?" The smile on Ron's face could hardly hold back.

"You forgot to say—"

"Oh, that's right." Ron patted his forehead pretendingly, "I forgot about our results, gentlemen and ladies, are you ready for this moment?"

"Ron, if you still like the shape of your nose, you'd better be happy." Fred threatened maliciously.

"It's 128 points," said Ron honestly. "Number one," he added.

There was a few seconds of silence in the lounge, and then deafening cheers erupted, and everyone clapped and applauded, "Nice job!" Seamus yelled, shaking his fists.

Ron's face turned red quickly.

It took a while before he squeezed his way through the crowd and joined Harry and Hermione, with Ginny behind him.

"They're so enthusiastic," said Ron in a deliberately understated tone. "I mean, it's not all my fault."

Ginny stared at him like there was something dirty on his face, which made Ron uncomfortable.He faltered, "Well, I admit, Harry and Hermione deserve more credit..."

Hermione snatched the parchment from his hand and read the specific rules on it.After a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's much better than I imagined."

"How?" Harry asked.

"Before you get the trophy, you don't have to worry about being attacked by other warrior teams, you just need to deal with the danger of the maze itself. The person who gets the trophy will reveal his position every 2 minutes, which is convenient for the warriors of the same team and other teams Confirm the direction, as for whoever finds out and gets the trophy first, it's all luck—"

"What are they going to do?" Harry couldn't help asking, "How—if I get the trophy, how will I reveal my position?"

"Well," Hermione glanced at the parchment quickly, "it says the trophy will sing loudly for ten seconds, and the Weird Sisters have recorded a war song for this purpose. There is one more important thing we must abide by International dueling competition rules, which means that black magic will be banned, and there are strict restrictions on jinxes. The stinging spell we practiced before may not be useful..."

Hermione continued to say more than a dozen restrictive rules, such as prohibiting lethal spells from attacking the warriors themselves. If one of them loses consciousness at the end of the battle, such as being hit by a stun spell, the winning warrior must take the initiative to send out a signal to summon the patrolling guards personnel.

"...Finally pass the trophy, that is, the Portkey to come out of the maze, the game is over." Hermione raised her head.

"So the key to the competition is to get the trophy first, and then—" Ginny said slowly.

"Stay mobile," said Hermione.

"Be careful not to be ambushed." This was Ron's answer.

"Quickly defeat the opponent." Harry replied without thinking.The other three looked at him at the same time, and he explained: "I think the more you go to the back, the easier it is to be exposed. It's useless to just hide, because you may bump into other people at any time."

(End of this chapter)