I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 258 Do you want to be my follower?

"Increased difficulty?" Gryffindor's long table.The trio who heard the sound had different expressions.

Hermione frowned slightly.

The other two were full of excitement.

For them, a great adventure and battle can highlight their championship content.

If it's just like an exam, then what's the point of the competition.

"Is Dumbledore crazy?" Hermione shook her head and looked at Ron and Harry who were full of excitement. "In the past, they were forced to stop the Triwizard Tournament because the competition resulted in the death of a large number of young wizards. Yes. Now that it has been reopened, the difficulty has even been increased."

"What's the matter?" Ron said indifferently, "The new generation is better than the old ones!"

"My father said that the graduates of Hogwarts in recent years are getting stronger and stronger, and they have far surpassed our previous 'seniors'." He raised his head confidently, his face full of glory, "I want to When we graduated, Hermione, I can assure you that we were the strongest class of young wizards."

"Yeah! Hermione, think about what we have experienced in the past few years?" Harry also had the same look, "I don't think it's strange even if the content of the competition is for the warrior to fight the evil dragon.

How many legendary wizards have we fought?Think of Lani, the second-year witch, Rowena Ravenclaw incarnate. "

"Besides, with Dumbledore here, do you think he will hurt the little wizard?" Ron said naturally, "At the moment of danger, he can cast a spell to make all danger disappear."

Ron's words made sense.

The whole Hogwarts wizards think so.

On the other hand, the reason why the school fights were so serious was because Old Deng did not directly stop them.

In the eyes of the little wizard, Dumbledore - the greatest wizard in the world, they should know everything, everything happened, he knew everything that happened in the castle, but he did not stop himself, that is acquiescing ah!

"But—" Hermione still wanted to say something, but just as she was about to say it, Dumbledore's voice continued to come from the rostrum.

She just kept her mouth shut.

But the expression is still not very happy.

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"Cough cough!"

"As you already know, there will be four warriors participating in the competition." Dumbledore continued to say calmly, "Each represents a participating school. We will rate them based on the quality of their completion of each competition event. After the four events are completed, , the Warrior with the highest score will win the Champions Cup.

This is the first Champions League in a century.

It is the highest honor for a little wizard. "His voice was passionate, and every time he said a word, the little wizards below would scream one after another.

"Then now! Let us welcome a truly impartial selector, it is the Goblet of Fire!"

Having said this, Dumbledore drew out his wand and tapped three times on the lid of the box.

The gilded lid slowly opened like mercury, and Dumbledore reached in and took out a large, rough-cut wooden goblet.

The cup itself was inconspicuous, but it was filled with dancing blue and white flames.

With another wave of his staff, Dumbledore closed the box and placed the cup on the lid so that everyone in the Great Hall could clearly see it.

"Every student who wants to be a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," said Dumbledore. sign up.

Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the goblet will select the names of the four students it thinks best represent the four schools.

Tonight, the goblet sits in the foyer, accessible to all students who wish to run. "

"Of course, I know that there will definitely be some young wizards who cannot resist the temptation." Dumbledore blinked and continued, "After the goblet is placed in the hall, I will draw an age line around it. Any dissatisfaction No one over the age of seventeen can cross this line.”

"At the same time - I remind some young wizards to abide by the agreement with me. Don't try to crack this ancient magic item!

If a magical item that has been passed down for thousands of years is damaged, a large sum of money needs to be compensated. "

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Hearing this, all the little wizards in Hogwarts were speechless.

Everyone knows who Headmaster Dumbledore is talking about.

This fine is too targeted.

"Finally, I want to remind every student who wants to participate in the election that this competition is not a child's play, so don't participate rashly. Once a warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persist in the competition to the end.

Whoever puts his name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be kept.Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind.

So please think twice before you put your name in the cup and make sure you really want to be in the game. "

"I guess the aging agent won't work." On the Gryffindor bench, Fred supported his chin, thinking.

"Of course, you think you can fool Dumbledore with this little trick?" Hermione rolled her eyes at him.

"Looks like we'll have to do something new, George."

"The hero said the same thing." George responded with a smile, "I have a good idea. What about you!"

"Of course George. I have a good idea, too," said Fred.

The two looked at each other, and immediately began to talk in a low voice.

Hermione didn't pay attention to what the twins were underestimating, and she didn't think there was any way for the twins to break through Dumbledore's magic.

On the other side, the old headmaster's eyes sparkled.

He stood gently on the podium and looked at the little wizard in the audience, "Finally, I think this wonderful night must have a successful ending.

Then - let me sing the school song! "

"Do not--"

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, all the professors lowered their heads, or simply glanced at other places.

But the principal was very interested. He took out his wand, and white silk was spit out from the tip of the wand.

Then he turned around, waved his wand like a conductor, and suddenly, golden words appeared on the silk.

The little wizards in the audience got up one by one.

Either shame, numbness, excitement, or disgust.

Chaotic tunes were sung one after another from the little wizard's mouth.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts.

Please teach us knowledge.

Whether we are bald old men,

Or the kid who broke his knee

Our minds can accept

some fun stuff.

For our minds are empty and filled with air,

dead flies and trifles,

teach us some valuable knowledge,

Give us back what we have forgotten,

You just do your best and leave the rest to us,

We will study hard until we are reduced to dung. "

A unique school song singing.

Dumbledore enjoyed it from beginning to end, even if the little wizard tried his best not to make some strange tunes in order not to lose face.

Gemini did not even use the funeral march.

But their singing was still chaotic. In short, the three major schools were watching the death scene of Hogwarts Little Wizarding Society.

The second day is Saturday.

Generally speaking, most little wizards would only get up in the afternoon.

But this time, everyone got up early.

When Irving went to the auditorium for dinner, more than 70 people were already gathered in front of the foyer.

Everyone in Durmstrang is voting, and other young wizards from Hogwarts are watching.

"Anyone put their names in?" Ron asked eagerly of a third-year girl.

"Yes, all representatives from Durmstrang," she replied, "but haven't seen anyone sign up from Hogwarts yet."

Ahead, the Goblet of Fire was placed in the center of the foyer, on the stool where the Sorting Hat usually rested.A thin circle of gold was drawn on the floor, with a radius of ten feet, surrounding the cup.

Not only that, in front of the entire foyer, there are golden ancient runes on the walls everywhere.

Obviously, Principal Dumbledore's so-called screening started when the young wizard walked into the hall.

Owen discovered that he knew many ancient runic scripts.

'age' 'expulsion' 'permanence' 'choice'

It's like a line of code, the runes with different meanings work together to compile a set of computer operating logic.

Hermione, who walked up the spiral staircase, also noticed the magic pattern on the wall.

She immediately took out the parchment and quill she carried with her and began to copy and compare.

"Where's George and Fred?"

Harry came over, "They left the lounge early in the morning, I thought they had already arrived at the gate."

"They should be preparing something." Ron also walked over. "What I'm curious about is why Cedric from your academy didn't throw his name into the Goblet of Fire."

"Still struggling in your heart!" Owen replied.

"By the way, Owen, are you sure you can break through Dumbledore's restrictions?" Justin asked curiously.

"Yes—" he replied confidently, "but within 24 hours, I can't guarantee that Menting will be able to crack his magic in good condition."

"What do you mean?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"I mean, give me time, three or four days I can crack this magic, but in 24 hours - I can blow up the gate first, and then only crack the Goblet of Fire, it will be faster."

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It's a brutal solution.

The corners of their mouths twitched and looked at Owen.

At this time, outside the hall, a large number of wizards walked in. They were all wearing blue and raspberry robes.

Apparently these were young wizards from Ilvermorny.

The leader was the witch named Coatle Stewart.

She walked indifferently.

When approaching the Goblet of Fire, reach out and drop a piece of parchment into it.

The Goblet of Fire immediately burst into blue flames.

Then, Ilvermorny behind her threw the parchment with her name written on it into the Goblet of Fire.

And just when most of the little wizards at Hogwarts thought that the proud-looking witch would just turn around and leave.

However, she suddenly changed her steps and walked straight towards a certain witch in front of the door who was carefully observing the magic patterns on the wall and recording something in her hand.

"Ok?"

Feeling the many gazes behind him suddenly.

Hermione turned around in confusion.

Then she saw that beautiful and outrageous girl walking towards her with a haughty face.

"boom!"

The silver-haired girl reached out and pressed against the wall behind Hermione, and took the parchment from Hermione's hand directly with her other hand.

"Heir of Gryffindor?" she said flatly.

Her eyes stared at the small characters written by Hermione.

"Can you understand this?"

"Understood!" Hermione raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her displeased.

"And I'm not the heir of Gryffindor. I'm just an ordinary little wizard."

"Ordinary wizards can't transform into giant lava monsters tens of feet in length. Don't underestimate yourself." Coatle Stuart's eyes shifted from the parchment to Hermione's face with a pair of bright red eyes.

"Want to be my follower?" she said.

"???" Hermione frowned and suddenly said such words, which made her unable to judge for a moment. What did the girl in front of her mean?

Is she mocking me?

Miss Granger had a look of displeasure in her brown eyes.

"Don't look at me like that." Coyatelle suddenly put her face very close, almost in Hermione's ear, and said, "We all know our identities, and those trash who are destined to be worthless all our lives Compared to that, we are destined to make a difference."

"Sorry, I didn't think I would do anything myself." Hermione reached out and slapped Coatel's hand away. "Maybe you can find someone else, oh! If I had to recommend someone, Hufflepuff would be a good fit."

"Huh~" Coyatel snorted softly, and the voice that came out of her throat became dissatisfied and sarcastic. "An ordinary fourth-year wizard can't understand these things."

She stuffed the parchment back into Hermione's hand, "Maybe you should transfer to Ilvermorny now instead of wasting your talents here."

"Shut up!" Miss Granger's body suddenly glowed with white light.

It was an expulsion spell, but it was released silently by her without a stick.

Her cheeks were reddish, maybe she was angry, maybe it was because the girl was too close just now, the moist air tickled her ears, making Miss Granger very involuntary.

"Hogwarts is the greatest magic school." She stuffed the parchment and quill into her pocket and stared at the girl in front of her seriously. "You should maintain the most basic respect for her. In this world that you don't understand, Before the castle."

"Hehe——I think I understand it very clearly." Coatle Stuart smiled lightly, not surprised by Hermione's sudden spellcasting without a staff just now, "It's just a decayed and dilapidated castle .”

'call out'

'call out'

'boom! '

The red curse flew out from the tip of Miss Granger's wand the moment Coatelle Stewart finished speaking.

He called her directly to the door.

Another attack, under the cover of the previous spell, was hidden behind it, and drove out.

The speed at which she casts spells is so fast that the two spells before and after are almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

But - Koatl Stewart's reaction was not slow either. She directly summoned the Iron Armor Spell. Extraordinarily, her Iron Armor Spell did not appear as an illusory blue armor out of thin air.

It's something in the shape of golden wings.The two wings interacted, and it easily resisted Hermione's attack.

"Is this the strength of the most powerful little wizard in Hogwarts?" Keyatl Stewart looked sarcastic. She slowly withdrew her wand and her face returned to its normal indifference.

It was as if the surroundings were black and white to her and Hermione was the only one of color.

But now, the color on her body has also disappeared.

"It's really disappointing."

After finishing speaking, she raised her head and walked into the auditorium beyond the sight of the surrounding audience.

And those little wizards from Ilvermorny also followed the girl with sarcasm and entered the auditorium together.

"Hermione, are you okay!" Ron and Harry ran over, "What does that woman mean? So arrogant?"

"It's okay." Hermione said sullenly, it was the first time she had been humiliated like this.

Others can't see it, but she's aware of it.

I couldn't cast any spell to break the woman's protective spell.

It's unlike any enemy she's ever met.

Even facing a dark wizard who can cast a killing curse.She still uses magic as usual. As long as the opponent shows a flaw, she can defeat the opponent with a simple petrification spell and a strength-relaxing spell.

But the feeling that the girl gave her just now was that even if she did nothing and just stood there and let her cast spells, she would not be able to break her magic.

Hermione, who felt a deep sense of frustration filling her heart, subconsciously looked at Owen.

From the very beginning, she refused to learn those dangerous dark arts from Owen. She insisted on Professor Flitwick's philosophy that even the most common spells could defeat the most powerful dark wizards.

But now—maybe she's about to master some more powerful magic.

"Can you still watch?" Justin also looked angry.

"Teach her a lesson Owen. I'm with you."

The cry in his ear brought Owen back to his senses.

He rolled his eyes at Justin and immediately walked towards Hermione.

"Her magic is strange."

"Strange?" Hermione looked at him.

"Her magic power is mixed with other things, which is thicker than ordinary people's." Owen said thoughtfully.

"Is it ancient magic?"

"How is it possible." Owen patted Hermione on the shoulder, "There is only one on this planet who is as good as my brother."

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"You are so thick-skinned." Hermione gave him a disgusted look.

Then, tears turned into laughter, a sense of relief diluted the depression in my heart.

At this moment, there was a voice calling from the spiral staircase, "What happened?"

It's Gemini.

George and Fred.

They happily walked over side by side.

"Hermione was just bullied?" Ron said.

"Huh?" Gemini looked at Hermione in disbelief.

Oh my god!

The Queen of Gryffindor has been bullied! ! !

"No!" Hermione put the wand back into the inner pocket of her robe, and then looked at the Gemini as if to change the subject: "Don't you want to throw your names into the Goblet of Fire? Have you thought of a way?"

"Of course!" Gemini said with dancing, "Look, the great Weasley alchemist will show you fools what alchemy is."