Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Harry inexplicably felt that this mysterious ring had a kind of tiger's knuckle feeling.

Beating people is great.

His hands exuded the silver aura of the Patronus Charm, which then condensed into the shape of a short-haired cat of the Patronus on Harry's fists.

"It's the Cat Punch of Justice! Harry Potter uses the Cat Punch of Justice to beat up the non-warrior characters in the beating match.

This was originally the publisher of the task, but Harry Potter suddenly attacked just now, and we still don’t know why he did this! "

In the spectator seats, Snape stood behind everyone, staring intently at the huge fist with a metal ring, rushing towards the other man.

Time seemed to slow down. He could even clearly see the wrinkles on Nail Head's leather jacket caused by his fist hitting his abdomen. He could see Nail Head's frightened and hideous face, and the blood spurting out of his mouth. He saw everything.

He himself didn't even notice that the corner of his mouth had slightly risen.

In his eyes, it was not a problem at all.

And now, he is also looking forward to what will happen next.

In the arena, with the help of Hermione's Otter Patronus and Cedric, Harry quickly dealt with the four murderers.

Then he suddenly grabbed the nail head by the neck.

"Now, it's time for a change," Harry said with a smile.

"Harry!" Hermione hurried over and looked at Harry nervously: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Harry shook his head and suddenly felt that he was not a wizard at all.

Sure enough, although it's good to have a powerful fist, but... well, it's better not to be too reckless.

Not Slytherin at all.

No matter how you think about it, it's the Xuan Ring's fault, if it wasn't so effective in hitting people.

Thinking of this, Harry cast a cleansing spell on himself, then stood up again and straightened his back.

The two fingers with the mysterious ring hooked and whispered: "Hanging Golden Bell——"

Suddenly, the four murderers were hung upside down by him.

Then he looked at Hermione again.

"Hermione, these four kind-hearted gentlemen have decided to dedicate themselves to becoming the Hanged Men," said Harry.

Hermione opened her mouth, then realized what Harry was trying to do.

"But, doesn't it only take one person?"

Harry shook his head and explained, "If there really is something like 'classes' in Hogwarts, then we can't let them go back.

Lest they bring their friends to trouble us."

Hermione's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the gloomy castle. For the first time, she had this thought: studying and attending classes were not that important anymore.

"Well, Harry, you have a point, if there are really so many monsters in there," Hermione said a little worriedly.

"You are the monsters!" Freddy yelled unhappily.

Every one of these four people is immortal. To be precise, because their backgrounds are set in this way, Mu En also created them in this way.

At least most of the warriors here can't kill them.

"Are we monsters?" Harry looked at him and asked.

At the same time, his left hand began to draw in the air, and chains appeared on the ground, tightly binding all four guys.

There are all kinds of strange wild spellcasters scattered throughout the arena, and they all have their own different subtle characteristics.

For example, the Xuan Ring, although worn on one hand, allows a person to cast spells with both hands.

Hermione frowned and shouted, "We are not monsters. It's obviously you who are the monsters."

"Never mind, just hang him up." Harry waved his hand and looked up at the sky.

Raindrops as big as beans fell down.

"It is going to rain."

After a moment, Harry walked out with a long and narrow card in his hand.

"Why do you look so disappointed?" Cedric looked at Harry helplessly: "Congratulations, you are the first warrior I know of to get a card."

Harry shook his head: "I was just wondering if after rescuing that guy, it would be possible to get some information related to Hogwarts, such as where there are cards.

As a result, after being rescued, the guy turned into a tarot card."

As they were talking, a slight vibration occurred on the three of them.

To be precise, on all the warriors.

At this moment, on the Fool card that everyone has, a spot of light other than their own suddenly appears.

After Cedric compared the direction and distance with Hermione, he raised his head and looked at Harry.

As expected, the map on the Fool card was waiting for this moment.

"Don't worry about it!" Cedric took a step forward: "Come on, Potter, I'll help you get to Hagrid's hut."

Harry looked at Cedric in surprise, as if... Was there something wrong with his ears just now?

Just as I was thinking about it, the rain in the sky became heavier. In the dark night, the visibility with ordinary eyes was less than five meters.

"Wait, Cedric!" Harry hurriedly called him: "No, don't rush over. And you just said..."

"I can't just watch someone from Hogwarts qualify and end up getting taken away by someone else," Cedric said seriously.

"However, I also have a small request." He changed the subject.

"what?"

"Your ring." Cedric said, "I'll help you out, how about you give this to me?"

"I thought you'd at least want the wand Hermione has," said Harry.

Cedric hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "I can't make such a request. After you leave, the danger she will face is much greater than mine."

"I think so too." Harry nodded in agreement.

Hermione looked at Harry indignantly, and emphasized in a tone similar to Professor McGonagall: "I won't!"

But she saw Harry handing the cards directly to her.

"Hermione, do you want one?"

"Shi Harry, this is yours, I don't want it." As expected, Hermione refused.

"If you're worried about me or something, there's no need to worry. I'm no worse than you. I was the champion of the duel tournament last semester, right?"

"Okay." Harry nodded, then hesitated.

There was no other reason, just because he saw a line of words on the card.

[The Hanged Man: Sacrifice yourself to give others powerful strength! ]

"Each card has its own power," said Harry, "but this card won't work."

"I have the power but can't use it? What does that mean?" Cedric also came up, a little confused.

"Maybe it can be used in the next project?" Harry explained, "That's why I don't want to go out with this card."

Harry felt that this kind of team-based card was not what he needed.

However, the emergence of this kind of card at least indicates that the next project will involve cooperation rather than a one-on-one test.

"Hermione, you really don't want it?"

Hermione thought for a while, then turned her attention to Cedric.

Cedric looked at the two of them in disbelief: "Isn't this something dirty?"