Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 142 The game begins

After putting away her luggage, Harley briefly checked whether there was surveillance magic in the room.

After confirming that there was no response to the ritual, Harley took out the magic mirror she carried with her.

"The favored one who is the source of disaster and misfortune..." Hallie muttered his destiny in a low voice and used the magic mirror for divination.

Orthodox magic mirror divination involves praying to a high-ranking being for divination through a ritual.

Generally speaking, those who can respond to magic mirror divination worldwide are at least strong men at the angel level on earth.

However, if a Sequence Three saint happens to be within the acceptable range of the magic mirror divination, he can also deliberately respond to the divination.

Of course, magic mirror divination can also choose to divination into the spirit world itself, but the effect is not as good as other divination.

Now Harley's strength has recovered a lot, so she can barely use the magic mirror to divine and respond on her own.

Ten minutes later, through the automatic response of the mythical creature form, Harley forcibly recalled the contents of the few Russell notes she had read.

"Only a very few words are the same. Judging from the format, many words seem to come from the same source." After Harry finished the divination, he lay on the bed and thought.

"When I return to England, I will buy a Japanese dictionary and compare it with the translation. But in this case, the origin of Emperor Russell will be questioned.

Bai Maple Palace is in French style, but it uses Japanese characters.

No, it’s not necessarily Japan. Just like the United States also uses English, this word may have another origin..."

Harley felt a little headache, so she stopped thinking and started to tidy up the room.

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In the next week, Harley once again lived a repetitive and fulfilling life——

Go to Professor Slughorn's residence every morning to practice brewing potions, and receive guidance from the two Potions Professors before and after Hogwarts.

Time flew by and came to the day before the competition. A total of eight of the eleven magic schools registered with the International Federation of Wizards around the world sent students.

"That's normal," Professor Slughorn said, taking it for granted.

"If there are no outstanding students, then why are they participating? To embarrass the school?

In fact, in the past few years, Hogwarts did not send any students. After all, the level was not good enough, and it would only be a round trip, which would only add to the laughter. "

Harley listened silently and quickly packed the cauldron in her hands.

"Kid, you will represent Hogwarts in the competition tomorrow. Your level is not much weaker than when I was seventeen years old.

Although this is also because I lacked the guidance of famous teachers at that time, and now you have the words and deeds of two potion masters, it is enough to prove your talent. "

Professor Slughorn lay in the recliner and continued to talk leisurely,

"Don't be nervous. Just follow what you usually learn step by step. It's easy to win the championship."

Professor Snape on the side did not speak, leaving all the pre-match motivation to Professor Slughorn.

After all, Professor Slughorn is very talented in this area.

"I understand, Professor. I won't let you down."

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When Harley woke up the next day, she felt great.

The breakfast provided in the tavern was very rich, and Harry had a huge appetite and ate more than usual.

But it seemed that the other contestants didn't have a good appetite, and the bar was full of tension.

Fleur came to Harry with breakfast: "How are you preparing? I haven't seen you in the past few days."

"I've been doing the final preparations before the game at Professor Slughorn's place," Harley swallowed the bread in her mouth,

“As for preparation, no amount of preparation is too much.”

Furong dragged her chin, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face: "Don't be too modest. My father said that you are the most promising to compete with me for the championship."

"Really? Mr. Delacour actually thinks so highly of me?" Harry also smiled sweetly.

In the hall, the players were all eating and scanning their opponents with their eyes.

But they looked at Harry and Fleur's smiles and stayed there at the same time.

Even some female players unconsciously slowed down their movements and their hearts beat faster when they saw Harley.

The cup in the hand of a young wizard from the Japanese Magic Institute fell directly on the table, and the hot tea directly burned his calf.

"Do you think they can compete with us?" Furong glanced disdainfully at the players in the hall, with arrogance and contempt in her eyes.

"They can't even handle my most basic charm. They don't have any willpower, and they are only worthy of being cannon fodder."

The extraordinary charm released by the two people was suppressed by themselves at the same time, and the contestants also came to their senses.

Most of the players had expressions of fear and embarrassment on their faces, but some players looked directly at the two of them, without concealing their admiration and admiration.

However, Harry and Fleur ignored them and quickly finished their breakfast.

After drinking the last sip of milk from the cup, Harley gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and then stood up:

"Let's go to the competition venue. I think the professors have already gone over and are waiting."

"Indeed, it's too boring to stay here." Fleur also stood up gracefully, flicked her long silver hair like a waterfall, and walked out of the tavern with Harry.

The first round of the Magic School Potions Championship takes place at ten o'clock in the morning in the square of this wizarding village.

The square had been decorated, and the fifteen tables were spaced far apart to prevent students from interfering with each other.

At the end of the square there is a large magical platform with many chairs placed on it. It looked as if the referees were going to be there to watch.

Fleur returned to Madam Maxime's side, while Harry stood with the two Potions Masters.

"Professor, do you know who the referees are?" Harley asked softly.

Professor Slughorn stroked his fat chin, with a look of reminiscence on his face:

“If I remember correctly, the president of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists will serve as the referee of the competition, and those potion masters who are qualified to live in this wizard village will also select some people to serve as referees.

As for how many to choose, it depends on how many schools are participating in the competition.

The International Federation of Wizards will also send a person, but his task is only to assist in supervision and deal with various disciplinary violations.

As for the specific scoring, he will not interfere. "

Harry nodded, stopped reviewing, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Time quickly came to ten o'clock, and all the players were already in place.

After Hector, the president of the Association of Extraordinary Apothecaries, gave a brief opening speech, he announced the contents of the first round of the competition: brew the living hell decoction within two hours.

According to the rules, the referee will select the ten players with the best results among the fifteen players who have arrived to enter the second round.

Crucibles, potion ingredients and other auxiliary items appeared on the empty table in front of the players.

However, there are more potion ingredients and auxiliary tools than are needed to brew the Living Hell Potion, and players must choose the correct ingredients.

There are three copies of all materials, but in fact the contestants only have two chances because one of the materials does not meet the standards.

This requires players to pay attention to the quality of the materials they choose during the cooking process.

Therefore, the first round of the competition may seem simple, but in fact it tests the students more comprehensively.

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu for the tip!)