Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

The next day, Saturday.

The sun rises high!

On the field, most of the little wizards were in high spirits. The third and fourth graders will make the finals today.

At the teacher's table, Snape handed the Resurrection Stone to Moon with a gloomy expression.

Ignoring the noisy three captains in his ears, he looked at Snape: "It doesn't look easy..."

Snape shook his head silently, rubbing his heavy, bloodshot eyes.

"You are right... the blurred dream... I have known her falsehood for a long time, and it can see my disgust towards him.

So she never took the initiative to mention him - but for her, caring about him is inevitable. If she doesn't care about him, then she is not the one in my heart..."

Mu En was silent for a long time, and he listened for a long time. Even if the third person in English could be distinguished from the spoken language, he still didn't understand it very well.

"Anyway, everything is over." Dumbledore suddenly said from behind.

After saying that, he looked at Mu En helplessly: "You are so lucky that you were not forcibly interrupted by someone like me."

"Actually, strictly speaking, it is more difficult to commit suicide." Mu En corrected.

Dumbledore thought for a moment, and then had to nod: "I think you are right."

Then, he looked at the lively competition field: "It's so memorable, this energetic grade!

Mu En, you said before that you could arrange a halftime show, right? Do you think the children won't mind if an old man like me goes up there? ! "

"If you want." Mu En shrugged, and then gave her own suggestion: "Get a leather jacket and braid a goatee for yourself - to create some contrast, I think they will be very excited."

"Oh, forget it then." Dumbledore shook his head, not sure if he was really considering Moon's suggestion.

The game started quickly, and under the leadership of Jordan, the little wizards quickly focused on the game.

This morning's finals were from fourth grade. After preliminary rounds and elimination rounds, a total of six little wizards came here.

Soon, the first game started.

A Cedric from Hufflepuff versus a young wizard from Ravenclaw.

Fred George was also in the audience, doing analysis.

"Kate's head is starting to sweat, see?" George said: "Cedric is still very dominant."

"He did take it a little too far."

The two agreed on the same view, and even before that, they had lowered Cedric's odds to prevent losing too much.

The Kate they were talking about was naturally the little wizard from Ravenclaw, who was looking nervously at his opponent opposite Cedric.

The one who has been ranked first in this grade for many years!

This person has always been regarded as the enemy by the entire Ravenclaws!

To be precise, Hermione in the second year, Cedric in the fifth year and Hedlund in the seventh year - they are all the enemies of Ravenclaw!

"Fortunately, it's not too embarrassing to lose to the opponent." Kate could only comfort herself.

However, soon, Kate was defeated as expected, and the defeat was not miserable. Cedric moved around a few times, and the last move caught Kate off guard!

Soon, Kate was carried down!

"it's your turn."

"Take one or two!" Fred and George bumped fists. Although they recognized Cedric's strength, it did not mean that they would give up the first place.

Afterwards, the two fist bumped, and Fred also stepped into the arena.

Venue extraction – blizzard!

Fred looked at the snowflakes in the sky and his opponent disappearing into the snow, and quickly changed his position.

Later, he used the transformation technique to transform his clothes into a white cloak.

Just squatting on the ground, squirming carefully.

After a while!

boom--

"Fred Weasley!! Where did he come from? Oh my God! He is like a ghost in the snow - wait, let's see how he defeated his opponent?!"

"Big... big stick?! Xue Yi?!"

"Exquisite tactics - perfect!"

Jordan did not hesitate to praise Fred, especially on this strategy.

The Slytherin audience just felt disgusted - this is also called a strategy? ! Is this a wizard's battle? !

nausea!

The third game also started soon, with George playing against a Slytherin wizard.

Before the site was drawn, the smell of gunpowder became strong.

The two were quarreling, Slytherin slowly making threats, but George just put his hands to his ears, cynically provoking.

This skill of speaking slowly and slowly like Snape obviously cannot be learned by imitation.

Site extraction – grassland.

Suddenly, towering grass appeared, George squatted down, and then disappeared.

"Don't even think about it!!" Slytherin's little wizard raised his hand and cast a somewhat crude disarming spell.

But it fell into the void.

And... George's mouth didn't stop——

After four or five minutes of constant output, Slytherin's little wizard finally broke through and began to wave his wand around without any rules.

A flame spell was even released, instantly igniting the grassland...

As for the result of the game, as expected, George finally won and got a burnt hair.

"I would rather suffer some flesh wounds." He said sadly.

When they reach the age of four or five, children during this period always like to try to grow beautiful long hair, which is not surprising to them.

"How pitiful." Fred also sighed: "Looks like someone needs to cut off their carefully cared for hair!"

"Damn it, you're with me!" George said.

"No way, men are long-haired animals."

"But Mom will be able to tell us apart from now on!!"

"This..." Fred thought seriously for a while, and then turned his attention to Jordan who was giving commentary.

"Then he..."

"Well, we have to think carefully about how to deceive him, or how to persuade him."

"What a pity... I'm impatient!" Professor Flitwick shook his head helplessly at the teacher's desk.

Snape had a bad look on his face. He was already in a bad mood, and now it was even worse.

"I have long suggested that verbal attacks should be included in the training!!" he said gloomily.

Flitwick nodded in agreement.

"Well...hasn't it always been there..." Mu En said after thinking for a while.

Snape's face stinked even more...

Professor McGonagall was smiling brightly. As the first final group, Gryffindor has now confirmed the two top three, which is perfect.

Pomona also relaxed and refilled the tea for the professor sitting next to her, and a Hufflepuff child also entered the top three!

As for Ravenclaw and Slytherin, with two Heads serving as dueling club professors...