Chinese students at Hogwarts

Chapter 397 Tai Chi Jin (I’m stuck.)

The entire playing field was a mess, with everyone trying to have their say.

The warriors were sitting on their broomsticks in a daze, not knowing what to do. The game had just started not long ago, but what happened was dizzying.

Fleur Delacour and Yachi Sogetsu were riding on Nimbus 2001. The two female captains could see the confusion and bitterness on each other's faces.

Amidst all the noise, Ludo Bagman announced that the game was suspended, and the fierce competition for the second level, which had just begun, stopped again.

Harry was panting, and after only two minutes, he couldn't hold on any longer.

The miracle of the first level didn't come without a price. Harry felt like he'd been working out at a club all afternoon.

"Harry, are you okay?"

Ron and Neville looked at the abnormal blush on Harry's face and asked worriedly.

Harry smiled reluctantly: "It's not bad, I can support it, I don't know what happened."

At this moment, Hermione's urgent voice came from what had been in her ear:

"Are you guys okay? Thank God, we can finally talk."

"Hermione!"

Harry, Ron and Neville seemed to have seen their mother and said in a hurry:

"Hermione, why haven't you spoken before?"

"Why was the game suspended?"

"Hermione, what should we do next?"

Little wizards can all imagine the little witch sitting at the preparation table rolling her eyes:

"Please, it's only been ten minutes in total. Harry just got the key. The situation in the second level is very complicated. How could he come up with a plan so quickly?"

At this point, Hermione's voice became a little strange:

"I don't know the reason for the suspension, but I guess it has something to do with Zhang. He grabbed the third key!"

"Zhang caught the key?" The three of them were surprised. This... this was too fast.

Before they could ask further questions, Ludo Bagman's voice echoed in the arena:

"Everyone is asked to land on the ground. According to the emergency discussion just held by the committee, in order to maintain the fairness of the game and better reflect the individual abilities of the warriors.

First add supplementary rules - except for magic wands and props provided by the organizing committee, all other props are prohibited. "

The warriors of Castrobushe suddenly turned pale. They relied on their own unique brooms and various magical pollen.

Not for use? What did the principal think, and how could he agree to such a thing?

The students of Kodosdorez took this opportunity to change the lineup obediently, from the shocking 5-0-0 to a more satisfactory 1-2-2.

So far, except for Castrobshe and Krum, who still has confidence in himself, the other six teams are all 1-2-2.

Zhang Xiao pressed the earphones he got from Dumbledore, and Dumbledore's slightly smiling voice came from inside:

"They were frightened and threatened to withdraw from the competition altogether."

Zhang Xiao listened quietly and just said a short 'hmm'.

"So in the next competition, in addition to wands, we can only use broomsticks provided by the school." Dumbledore thought for a while and felt that he still shouldn't think too highly of the character of other school principals:

"At least this is the case for the first project. We can discuss the specific rules after the first project is completed."

Zhang Xiao tossed the tennis-sized key in his hand and suddenly laughed. If he couldn't beat him, he would change the rules.

Familiar operation!

It took ten minutes to replace brooms for all the warriors. Amidst the dissatisfaction, Ludo Bagman announced that the game would restart in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

At this time, there are three keys to the second level. This situation has been expected by the committee. This is also to ensure that someone can reach the third level.

The three Harrys looked at Zhang Xiao in the distance, but they couldn't say hello in front of everyone, so they could only wink and send signals.

"beep--!"

The sharp whistle sounded again and the game began!

Harry lowered his body and didn't care to look over there. He just led Ron and Neville to avoid the spells fired by the six people behind him.

Hermione's clear and fast voice came from the earphones:

"Harry, the situation is very favorable to us now, three keys!"

Ron barely dodged a flying curse and yelled in shock:

"Hermione! What an advantage! Six people are chasing us!"

"Six people? I can't see you clearly from the competition stage——"

Harry pulled out his wand: "Armor protection!"

The light flashed past, and the two magic spells were bounced off again. Then he panted and said:

"It's so chaotic. There are the most people on Zhang's side because he is only one person, but once Kodosdorez gets close to the exit, those warriors will turn back and attack them.

I think they must have a tacit understanding! "

"Yes, as expected, Neville used the pointing spell, Harry, the smoke screen spell, Ron was responsible for covering, flying close to the ground, and approaching the door according to the pointing spell-"

"good idea!"

Harry pulled out his wand: "[Fumos]!"

Thick mist instantly spread in the field, and the flying magic spells were immediately reduced a lot.

Everyone looked around cautiously and did not dare to act rashly.

Before Harry and the others could take action, the fog suddenly dissipated, and Ludo Bagman's voice was filled with a smile:

"Oh, Harry Potter's weather magic has been lifted. Yes, I can see it clearly. It was lifted by the wizard from the magic house.

Although the counter-spell of weather magic is indeed unpopular, unfortunately, the location of the magic school is very bad, and the bad weather makes them master the weather magic. "

"The weather spell is useless! The magic office broke it!"

"I saw it! Wait, give me a little more time!" Hermione's voice was also nervous. She stared at the game scene in the distance, her brain spinning at high speed.

"What about the copying spell? Use the copying spell - it will definitely not work. The key must have been cast with anti-copying spell magic."

Ron threw a spell again and shouted:

"They're coming around!"

"Harry, give me the key. Let's spread out and fly towards the entrance of the next level."

Neville's voice suddenly appeared in the earphones, and several people paused. Harry instinctively wanted to refuse, because he knew that Neville was not good at brooms, if it was what Neville said.

The enemy's target would instantly focus on Neville, but he and Ron would be fine.

"It's okay Harry, give it to me." Neville's voice carried a reassuring calmness in the noisy environment.

Harry gritted his teeth and threw the key in Neville's direction.

"The key is over there with the round-faced boy!"

The other warriors shouted to remind their teammates. Harry felt that the magic spells flying around him were cleared, but he saw those people flying towards Neville like sharks smelling fishy smell.

"Walk!"

Neville's voice held a hint of determination.

He raised his head and was surrounded by warriors holding their wands towards him. Their fiery eyes were all focused on the key in their hands.

Several dazzling curses pierced the sky with hissing sounds and shot towards him.

Just as Harry worried, Neville knew that he was not good at flying, and he could not use the wonderful flying movements to dodge like Harry. ,

Coincidentally, he didn't want to hide either.

He just pushed hard with one hand and stood on the broom.

The cushion spell provided him with a small place to stay, just above this high altitude, relying on a small place.

Neville slowly raised his hand and made a Tai Chi hand gesture.

All the shouts around him seemed to have disappeared, and the speed of the spell also slowed down.

He was serious and meticulous, following the routine he had played countless times, one move after another.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of my senior brother's words:

"Neville, this Tai Chi is actually a circle!"

round?

The senior brother jumped off the eaves. He obviously didn't look old, but he always seemed to have a very weathered look, holding a piece of grass in his mouth and doing nothing. But Neville felt at ease staying with his senior brother.

"Actually, I have read a lot of books, and they have also told you Westerners that we Chinese actually pay attention to moderation, and Tai Chi has long been integrated into our lives.

This may again be difficult for you to understand. "

The senior brother patted himself on the shoulder, but then changed the topic:

"Neville, why do you want to learn how to protect others?"

yes? why?

He still remembered that he was a little confused, and it seemed that he really hadn't thought about why, but he just subconsciously said it when the master asked.

It took a long time before Neville felt like he had found a reason.

"Brother Si, I have always been protected by everyone, and I also want to stand in front of them one day and protect them!"

Dappled sunlight shines through the gaps in the treetops, leaving irregular shadows on the ground.

The senior brother squinted his eyes and looked up at the sun. It was a long time before he heard his chuckle:

"Okay - Neville, you don't have to think too much, just do it bravely!

My mind is free and my way is infinite!

Watch out, senior brother will teach you a powerful skill! "

Neville put the round key in his palm and suddenly started to move. His hands were like holding the tail of a bird, his movements were light and his body could move at will.

The little wizards who had experienced the dungeon incident suddenly became excited. They waved the things in their hands and cheered for Neville desperately.

The air around his body seemed to vaguely fluctuate with the movements, and the magic spells twisted strangely when they approached his body.

As if being attracted by something, he followed Neville's hand.

"What the hell is this?" The warrior who fired the magic spell looked at this scene in shock, which was beyond comprehension. He had never seen the magic spell being held together.

All the magic spells around him were attracted by Neville. His face turned red and he felt the barely suppressed restlessness in his hands and the fishy sweetness in his mouth.

Resisting the sinking of shoulders and elbows, he slowly retracted his hands and let his energy return to his Dantian.

He glanced at Harry's location and the third gate.

Neville pushed his hands forward fiercely: "Go!"

There was a loud noise, and the magic spell held together by Neville exploded violently in the air. The key turned into a black shadow and flew through most of the sky towards the third level.

The principals on the podium only felt that something was wrong with the world.

First, Viktor Krum bizarrely lost to Harry Potter, who had only played on the school team.

Then there are flying props that are several times faster than the fastest broom in the wizarding world.

Now here comes another little wizard who uses strange moves to twist magic spells.

Wait a minute, they seem to have one thing in common

All from Hogwarts?

"What's wrong? Do you want to say that the curse also needs to be determined in advance?"

Dumbledore smiled and looked at the principal with different expressions.

We thought, the principals sighed, but knew that this was impossible, so they could only continue to cheer up and continue watching the game on the field.

Fortunately, we have just reached the third level, and there is a giant dragon behind us.

"Neville! Well done!"

Harry reached out and grabbed the key. The door was already in front of him. Full of excitement, he rushed in first.

"Harry Potter! The third level! The first challenger of the third level is born!"

Ludo looked at the dazzling moments on the field and hated himself for having only one mouth. He took a breath and continued shouting:

"The recipient of the fourth key has also appeared, Viktor Krum from Durmstrang!"

There was no accident this time. After adjusting his mentality, Krum finally succeeded in grabbing the key.

However, the keys to Castrobushe were snatched away by the Beauxbatons girls.

They could only start over sadly, and Furong finally laughed happily again.

But all this has nothing to do with Zhang Xiao.

I have been practicing a dozen complicated situations in the Duel Club, and I finally put it to use here.

After casting a well-aimed spell, he flicked his wand, and a dazzling electric light flashed across the wand.

A fantasy thunder talisman instantly formed in mid-air.

The deafening thunder of "Boom" made those who besieged him couldn't help but cover their ears, and Zhang Xiao took this opportunity to escape from the encirclement.

Fly towards the third level.

"Oh, Neville - that's really awesome!" Zhang Xiao watched as Neville rubbed other magic spells over and used the power of the magic spell explosion to fly the key away.

His heart was full of relief and admiration: "He is worthy of what grandpa said about his innocent heart and excellent qualifications. It's a pity that he is a foreigner. Otherwise, Master Zhou would probably have to train him as a closed disciple."

After just over a year of hard work, he has already developed this level of Tai Chi power, which can only be said to be quite terrifying.

Seeing that Harry had rushed into the entrance of the third level, Zhang Xiao was not in a hurry, but continued to fly towards the passage at his own speed.

The second level became more and more chaotic. Viktor Krum had just appeared and led his team members to rush forward crazily, as if he wanted to regain the time he wasted in his previous failure from the second level.

In this chaos, Zhang Xiao suddenly remembered an unrelated question.

What exactly is the reputation that grandpa is talking about?

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1. Monthly ticket 2. Recommended ticket

I'm stuck. I wrote something like this in 12 hours. I still think about it, and it's very painful.

The problem now is to write according to my plan. The first project is too delayed. There are at least ten chapters left. I am wondering whether I should streamline it.

Is the details appropriate?

I'll try it tomorrow