Hogwarts genius wizard

There was a two-hour break at noon, and the two left the lounge together. Anderson and Mag were at the door, next to a handsome middle-aged wizard, and many reporters followed behind William, hoping to do an interview.

Inside, an old wizard from England was particularly excited.

Because William simply conducted an exclusive interview just now.

The middle-aged wizard saw William and said, "Mr. Smith, I am Denzel Pace, the professor of Beauxbaton's prophecy class. Mr. Nicole May told me to tell you that you must leave France before six o'clock in the evening, otherwise you will die." Danger."

William felt a little upset, the vampire queen wanted to deal with herself?

"Thank you for the reminder. I don't know if the husband has mentioned any specific dangers."

Denzel Pace shook his head and said, "No, all I see are blood and corpses. The Ministry of Magic is already mobilizing Aurors and anti-dark wizards."

Gary Anderson was worried, and Professor McGonagall said: "Thank you, I will take them away tonight."

Denzel nodded and left with a worried face.

"Minerva, maybe we can return to Hogwarts now, for the sake of William's safety," Anderson said.

Mag was noncommittal and asked, "William, what about you, what do you think?"

William said: "Mr. Denzel said that before [-] o'clock in the evening, the game will end at about [-] o'clock in the afternoon. We have enough time to leave Paris."

"Ah."

The game in the afternoon went smoothly and could defeat artificial intelligence, only artificial intelligence with more powerful computing power.

William, who won No.1, took Eliza and Zinedine Maguire to the podium.

The host Sophie Uporaja said softly: "This class will be firmly remembered by history. William Smith, a 12-year-old genius, is a first-year student at Hogwarts. Ten thousand clever wizards stood out and won the championship of this competition.

Look, handsome face, beautiful blond hair, and confident smile, let us applaud this little wizard who set a record in the history of wizard chess. "

There was booing at the scene, and many French wizards cursed constantly.

"Get off, Brit!"

William's smile remained undiminished, and the defeated dog barked impotently. Do you need to care?

Some wizards from the British wizarding world held up the banners and flags that were rushed overnight and applauded loudly.

"Long live England! Long live Smith! Long live Hogwarts!"

Originally, it seemed that the British reporter who had been assigned here, as if he had won the annual special prize, frantically photographed William standing on the podium.

After the British wizarding world fell out with the French wizarding world in the 50s, these damn Frenchmen didn't let the British take away a championship.

The most recent champion was Minerva McGonagall. After defeating the masters in a row, she met the dark horse Bill Jones, only one step away.

30 years is too long, and some emotional British wizards even had tears in their eyes.

"Now, please be quiet for a while, please let the respected Mr. Vincent Moore wear the honor for our three super wizard chess players."

Vincent Moore stepped out of the rostrum and waved to the audience.

The entire wizarding world in Paris is now loose on the outside and tight on the inside. The Minister of Magic, who was originally the guest of honor, has personally guarded the Ministry of Magic.

When passing the rostrum, the vice minister taught in a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "Laugh, idiots, you can't pretend to be a person."

A few cold-faced Auror elites who drank compound potions were speechless for a while. They were experts in catching vampires, werewolves, and dark wizards, but they were not actors in the theater, so they had to put on unaccustomed smiles.

"My child, congratulations."

Vincent Moore took the quilt from Yibin, and handed over the gold cup inlaid with precious stones to William.

"Thank you." William took it, raised it high to the audience, and booed again.

The weight is very large, it is probably all gold, not gold-plated, it is worthy of being the most profitable wizard chess game.

This thing is fused, and it is estimated that several high-level magic weapons can be made.

After winning the Champions Cup, William turned to look at Bill Jones on the rostrum. Everyone knew what he meant, and the champions of previous years would do the same.

Challenge the old chess king and become the new chess king.

Under the attention of everyone, Bill Jones stood up, walked to William confidently and freely, stretched out his hand and tried to touch the top of William's head, but William grabbed it and said loudly: "Mr. Jones, since I learned wizard chess, Professor McGonagall Just tell me, Your Excellency was once one of the most powerful chess players in the wizarding world in this century."

Under the shooting of the magic lens, the projection in the middle of the arena projected every move of William and Jones. William's voice was transmitted to each amplifier through magic, so that everyone in the stadium could hear it.

Many French wizard chess fans said angrily: "What used to be, one of the shit, now it is the strongest!"

"But she also told me that I am a Wizard Chess genius, and my duel with Your Excellency will become one of the most interesting intellectual competitions in Wizard Chess this century. In order to prevent Your Excellency from taking the initiative to give in, a challenge is even more proposed.

Now, it's our turn to play together. Let us dedicate a super high-level game to the [-] spectators present and wizards all over the world. "

Bill Jones, who had always wanted to speak, wanted to pull out his palm immediately. Every time he wanted to interrupt the other party's speech, he was interrupted by the severe pain in his palm. He felt that the person holding his hand was not a 12-year-old child, but It's a French brown bear.

In the eyes of outsiders, the old chess king was stimulated by William's words. Regardless of the old chess king's trembling body from time to time, or the weird scowl on his face, everyone was full of expectations for this "showdown of the century".

Bill Jones, who finally withdrew his palm, quietly moved his fingers a few times, and with the expressions of anger, pity, or ridicule on the faces of Vincent Moore, the host Sophie Upraja, and Elisa, he said: "When I first took over from Marlon Duncan here in 1973 and lifted the championship, I wondered what I'd be waiting for to take it from me.

Wizard chess is not just a game, but also awakens the beliefs that have been passed down in the blood of wizards since thousands of years ago.

700 years ago, after 300 years of war, we wizards defeated the evil and greedy Knights Templar and completely destroyed them.

To commemorate that great victory, we held the first wizard chess tournament in Paris, with only a thousand wizards taking part.

Now we are carrying out another great ceremony. The young and newly born chess players will take over the fire from me, an old man who has aged and degenerated, so that the voices of justice, courage, wisdom and freedom will sound again in Paris. and spread to all directions.

Justice will lead us to fight against evil together, courage will make us no longer afraid of darkness, wisdom will give us stronger power, and freedom is the right that every wizard should have.

When we join hands again, no evil can defeat us. "