Hogwarts Archmage

Marn went back to his room to rest. He hadn't slept in two days and needed a break. The contestants happened to be resting as well. Since Hermione and Esther didn't want to "rest" with him, he might as well go to bed.

There were only three girls left here looking at the projection.

"This girl is really sensible."

Hermione dragged her chin and looked at Jasmine on the screen who politely rejected Max before she could say anything, and said to the other two girls around her: "Give her to me."

Esther raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "You want to play too?"

"I don't want to play..." Hermione said in a low voice: "I just think it is too cruel for such a child to be dragged into your games."

"There are a lot of kids in New York City."

"But I haven't seen it yet, and she, I have seen it."

The exchange between the two people was very fast. Margaery, who was sitting aside, said indifferently: "Okay, but if you want to participate, you have to think about it. This is not a fair game. I have already Take the first step.”

Hermione smiled: "It's okay. Winning or losing doesn't matter to me. I just want some people to survive."

"They will all survive."

"Are you sure?"

Hermione looked at Margaery seriously and said: "What I'm talking about is that I want some 'people' to survive, not something that looks like a human being, or something that looks like a human being and has a racial name that looks like a human being, but in reality Some other race that they are no longer on."

Margery stared at her closely for a while, then laughed: "Well...it seems like that knowledge brings more than just side effects."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then what can you give her?"

"I can give her a lot...my blood is not as useful as the two of you, but my spirit is enough to affect her body."

Hermione took out a gold galleung and placed it on the table: "This is my bet."

"Want to place a bet?" Esther also threw a galleung on the table, landing just next to Hermione's.

"Bet?" Margaery tilted her head and thought for a moment: "If you want to place a bet, then this game must have a goal... What is the goal?"

"How about we bet on whether that ugly guy can make it ashore?" Esther suggested.

Margery nodded: "I think it's okay."

Hermione, who was sitting opposite her, was silent for a while: "Why don't you play bigger?"

Both girls looked at her at the same time.

Hermione tapped her fingers on the coffee table: "I bet that bastard will die in the sea."

Esther and Margaery were both silent.

After a long time, Margaery picked up two gold Galleons, played with them for a while and put them on the table: "Hermione, it turns out you are still a human being."

"Of course, this is my origin, and I will never deny it. You also seem to have forgotten the concept of 'people' that you have been pursuing in the past, and..."

She stood up, walked to the window, looked at the drifting clouds in the distance, and looked back at the two of them: "This is my world."

Margaery stared at her for a while, then took out two gold coins and placed them opposite them: "I bet."

The ideas of Hermione and Esther made them naturally stand together.And Margery will inevitably become the "bad guy" in this round of the game.

"One last reminder."

After she put down the gold coins, she said: "Max is mine, but she is now helping you raise a child. That child knows too much, so except for the current game of Man and En, she is no longer involved in our relationship. Unless she actively participates in any story, she can help whoever she wants."

That's fair.

Mrs. Langley all felt that it was very suitable. Max was different. Compared with the crude Mercer, or the ordinary people who were just affected by watching the film and the old antique in the sea, she who was carefully made into a container by Margaery was too special.

Even though there are still many abilities that have not yet been fully developed, the guy in her heart is enough to provide a boost that cannot be underestimated.

As for Jasmine, who hasn't started to change at all, it's not worth mentioning now.

"Finally, the same old rules."

After talking about the three-person rule, Margery continued: "If you can't let Ma En know, don't let him know. If this guy becomes interested, it will be a big trouble."

"Of course." Esther said with a smile.

The originally dull atmosphere in the living room finally warmed up.

After relaxing, Esther picked up a piece of apple and stuffed it into his mouth, pointed at the screen and said, "This guy definitely doesn't know what he's about to face."

"I hope Max won't go too far. This thing is going to be broadcast." Margaery shook her head and said.

Hermione picked up a pomegranate seed and stuffed it into her mouth. She shivered from the sour taste: "I don't think it matters. We should let everyone see how scum will be treated..."

While the three of them were talking, Mann had already knocked on the door of the room here. He was wearing a windbreaker and holding a knife hidden in his sleeve.

Mann checked in his room just now. He knew very well that there was no audio or video recording equipment here, so he walked over with confidence. Anyway, so many people had been eliminated from this game, and these two were not far behind.

Mann has already thought about it. After entering, he will take advantage of them when they are unprepared to kill the stronger looking Max first, and then...hehehe...

He listened to the footsteps getting closer and swallowed.

As soon as Max opened the door, he found that the guy in front of him was holding something in his right hand and stretching it forward. His nervous system was much more advanced than that of a normal human being. Max raised his foot and kicked Manson in the face. Between the two legs.

Jasmine watched helplessly as this guy bent over the ground holding his crotch. Before he could react, a dagger fell from his sleeve to the ground.

"…Max, what is this guy going to do?"

Max shrugged: "Didn't I tell you? This bastard is a pervert. He probably wants to kill me, and you, a child, are not at his mercy."

"Is that so..."

"So be careful when you go out. Your family is not short of money anyway, so it's best to bring some bodyguards."

Jasmine quickly nodded her little head and went over to poke this guy's head: "He's not dead, is he?"

"No...and...I think you found a place to take your other bottle of potion. Anyway, this kind of person will just take what's his. Just give him your bonus."

"Is that appropriate?"

Max thought about it: "Have you ever played video games?"

"I've played it, but I don't like it too much."

"Just live with it. Just think of him as a little monster who can explode things, and your bonus will be the supplies you use when killing monsters."

Jasmine suddenly felt that it was quite reasonable to do this.

In the tea room, Hermione looked at Margaery with some distrust: "You didn't mix these potions with anything, did you?"

Margery was stunned for a moment and slapped her forehead: "I forgot to add it."