Chinese students at Hogwarts

Grandpa said he let himself participate for the sake of prestige.

But what's the use of this reputation?

Prestige in the secular world is of course reputation, but what about the magical world?

Zhang Xiao's eyes were full of contemplation, and his upper body was like a breeze blowing over willows. With a kind of relaxation and freehand, he lowered his head or turned sideways to let go of the spells.

If he really couldn't avoid it, he would just throw away the magic spells flying towards him one by one.

From a distance, it looked like several people were surrounding him, and magic spells were flying around him, but they had no effect at all.

The few warriors who intercepted became more and more panicked. They felt that they had seen a ghost. They had never seen such a scene before. They were so frightened that they could not even keep the accuracy of the spell.

It was originally on a moving broom, and compared to a small classroom, there were many more directions to avoid in the sky.

Zhang Xiao really felt more relaxed and could cope with it just by relying on the remaining instincts when thinking.

The magic world is very idealistic and not unreasonable. I had discussed things like faith with my dad before.

Although reputation is not faith, it is essentially something like faith.

Why do those bastards always use fear, intimidation, etc., instead of positive emotions that are complex and changeable, only fear is the purest, so that they can condense something out.

Does this reputation have some magical uses that I don't know about?

Zhang Xiao frowned, gently raised the broom, and calmly dodged the two crossed curses.

That's not right. The reputation of going to Longhu Mountain is not great, and the Heavenly Master never cares about the reputation in the world. If he wants this thing, he only needs to say something.

Since no one in the Taoist sect takes this path of becoming a god through incense, it means that this thing is useless to the people of the Taoist sect.

Is there something in the West that needs this prestige?

Zhang Xiao was meditating all the way, pointing his wand forward, and an illusory cyan talisman flashed twice in the air, and the strong wind that swept through him seemed to be split by a knife.

The broom flew into the third door without any hindrance.

Only a group of warriors were left holding up their wands and wildly releasing whirlwinds to sweep them away, with messy expressions and hesitant to speak.

"It's so easy. It's as easy as eating and drinking! The second warrior to enter the third level appears - Zhang, who represents the school alone."

Ludo Bagman announced loudly. In a short period of time, there were many changes on the field.

He didn't have time to say more, so he could only keep announcing the situation on the field:

"The fifth key was captured by magic. The captain has already rushed to the second level. Currently, the number of keys in the second level has returned to 3. The warriors of Castrobusche are desperately trying to get their keys back.

But the Beauxbatons girls were very brave. They persisted tenaciously and fought together with Castrobusher, and Krum's performance remained stable.

It seems that the previous defeat did not make him lose his courage. He dodged most of the attacks with wonderful performances!

Okay, the broadcast of the first two levels is over, let us turn our attention to the third level! No information about the mysterious third level has been leaked yet.

But judging from the name of the third level, Obstacle Challenge, it should be related to obstacles, let us wait and see. "

Harry endured waves of dizziness. He didn't know what was wrong with him. When he rode a broom, he felt that he could ride it all day.

But the first level seemed to consume all the energy, a kind of fatigue that seemed to spread from the depths of the soul.

His vision went dark and then brightened, and Harry found himself in an empty room, where all the warriors arranged by the school gathered.

They just sat nervously, looking towards the entrance from time to time, hoping to see their teammates.

When Harry staggered in, the room immediately boiled. Everyone couldn't help but leave their chairs and wanted to ask about the situation of their team, but they felt it was difficult to ask.

The face of the warrior Durmstrang stayed here suddenly darkened, but he was a little unbelievable that this boy from Hogwarts appeared here.

Does that mean Krum lost? How can this be?

"Harry!"

Cedric and Malfoy immediately rushed to support him in surprise and joy. They had been guessing when Harry and the others would come over. They thought about the third place and the fourth place.

But he never expected to be number one, that was Viktor Krum! The world's number one Seeker!

"You - you are number one? How did you do it?" Cedric patted Harry's shoulder hard, smiling brightly.

"I beat Krum!" Harry grinned, and the fatigue he had just felt was swept away by excitement at this moment.

In the envious eyes of everyone, he raised the key in his hand.

Malfoy curled his lips and just remained silent without saying a word. If he was asked to say anything to praise Potter, it would be better to kill him.

The three of them smiled happily and came to a door with the key. They inserted the key into the huge hole with a clicking sound.

The door opened, revealing a door shrouded in shimmering mist. The three of them looked at each other, but they didn't know what was inside, so they had no choice but to walk in.

Darkness fell before his eyes, and the next second he felt weightless like falling.

Harry instinctively wanted to scream, but before he could do so, the tide of light had already drowned him.

There was only a little sound around him at first, and it was so hazy that nothing could be heard clearly, as if his ears were stuffed with thick cotton.

Harry shook his head, and the voices gradually grew louder. When his eyes became clear again, the violent cheers had already drowned him.

He looked around in surprise. Is this a Quidditch field?

The people in the stands were blurry, like a mosaic, with only mechanical cheers.

"Where is this?"

Harry turned around and saw Malfoy wearing a strange Quidditch uniform, rubbing his head with a painful expression.

"Like a Quidditch game?"

Cedric, who was also wearing a Quidditch uniform, frowned and looked around. Three huge goals stood at both ends, and the magical lights illuminated the place as if it were daytime.

"What are you wearing?"

Harry lowered his head and looked at himself, and sure enough, he had changed.

“Looks a bit familiar”

Malfoy pulled on his clothes in disgust, as if he had remembered something. At this moment, pale golden words appeared in front of the three young wizards:

"Level 3 - Hold on for 10 minutes and score 3 goals"

The next second, the Quidditch preparation whistle sounded, and the three of them instinctively got on their broomsticks and flew into the sky.

"There are only three people? What about the other side?"

Harry shouted loudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, five faceless figures appeared in front of him, wearing the same neatly dressed Quidditch uniforms.

"It doesn't seem too difficult?"

Cedric stared at the three huge door frames opposite and said confidently:

"It's just 5 balls. Although there are only 3 people, it is enough to coordinate the attack. In the official game, there are only 3 chasers."

Harry nodded in agreement. Although he was a seeker, he also had to conduct other training in daily training, such as passing and receiving.

It's really easy to throw in 3 balls in 10 minutes in a Quidditch match.

Because in the first half hour of the game, everyone can usually score nearly 100 points, and then the fierce confrontation begins, resulting in a decrease in scores.

However, what Harry and Cedric said did not get the approval of Malfoy.

His eyebrows furrowed more and more, desperately searching for the already vague memories in his mind.

The jersey on my body and the jersey on the other side

"beep--------!"

The game whistle sounded, and the faceless referee kicked the box open. As expected, there was no Golden Snitch.

Just Bludgers and Quaffles.

Cedric's hands felt itchy after waiting for so long. He immediately pressed down on the broom and took the Quaffle into his arms before the opponent did.

"Bye~"

He was in a good mood and was interested in turning his head and saying hello with a smile to the person he had just competed with for the Quaffle.

Then he saw the figure on the opposite side suddenly and fiercely collided with him. At the same time as the collision, he punched Cedric in the waist.

Under the severe pain, Cedric couldn't help but let go of his hand. He looked at the referee below in shock, covered his waist and shouted angrily:

"This is a foul! Can't you see it?"

The referee raised his hand as if he didn't see anything:

"The goal is valid, 10 points for Korea!"

Malfoy over there suddenly raised his head and shouted in horror:

"I know! Watch out! This is that game!"

Zhang Xiao walked towards the third gate with a thoughtful look on his face as everyone in the room looked at him in horror.

Until this moment, he was still thinking about his grandfather's intentions. If what his grandfather wanted was prestige, wouldn't it be better if he made it as high-profile as possible?

As for the Chinese people often worry about things like the tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, or that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong.

It's not a problem here. This is the West. Being too gentle will make you feel easy to bully. When the backing is strong enough, the stronger the strength is, the better.

Hmm. Maybe I shouldn’t play charades with my grandpa and just ask him after the game.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Xiao felt that what he was thinking was probably right. Taking part in the competition alone was already shocking.

After stuffing the key into the hole and looking at the fluorescent and foggy door in front of him, Zhang Xiao walked in without hesitation.

You can give it a try, then be more discreet when fighting the fire dragon.

Seeing Zhang Xiao's figure disappear behind the door, the discussion finally started quietly.

"Is he the second one?"

"I remember he competed alone."

"It's terrible. How can one person be second?"

"Where is our captain? Why isn't he here yet?"

Accompanied by the feeling of darkness and weightlessness, Zhang Xiao blinked and looked at the pale golden text in front of him.

oh? The third level is actually playing Quidditch?

"Careful! Potter, Diggory! This is that game! 20 years ago - the ugly Korea team!"

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