Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Chapter 354 Final Stage

"Increased power?" Ron's eyes moved back and forth between Harry and the stone, and hesitantly asked, "Isn't this very important for wizards?"

"Well, maybe it's important to the professor?" Harry was also a little unsure.

"In his opinion, even if one doesn't need to be extremely strong and brave, one should at least have a healthy body."

As he said this, he lifted the stone again.

The lightning crackled on the arms and then gradually spread throughout the body.

But after a while, his muscles went into spasm and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.

He put the stone back in place only when he could hold on no longer.

"How are we going to repair and rebuild this thing?" Ron asked again.

"Maybe just pile the stones back up," said Harry, placing a large stone on the gap in the tower nearest to him.

There was a flash of blue lightning, and the wall quickly began to heal itself.

"like this."

Ron nodded, then looked up at the empty ceiling.

"It looks like this is a big problem."

"Okay." Ron nodded, followed suit, and imitated Harry's movements and began to move the stones.

Time passes slowly.

While Harry felt the changes in his body, he was thinking about the [Process Rewards] of other tests in his mind.

From Professor Snape, it is known that the condition for obtaining the "Devil" is to create an antidote that can resist his poison.

In other words, the antidote may be the process reward.

So what will be the process reward from Professor McGonagall's side?

Trial.

There is also the [Hanged Man]. According to the normal process of the Hanged Man, one has to make an act of sacrifice and endure the torture of being hung upside down.

What will you gain from this phase?

While he was thinking, suddenly, Ron next to him threw a big rock to the ground, and the whole person crawled on the ground. It seemed that there was something foreign in his chest, trying to rush out.

The next moment, his body jerked forward, accompanied by a violent cough, and large streams of thick black blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.

"cough cough"

"What is this?" Ron looked at the thing on the ground with some panic.

"Maybe it's an illness." Harry said, and with a wave of his hand, a cleaning spell appeared and swept away the dirt on the ground.

Ron took a long moment to recover, then stood up again, his nose twitching.

"Phew, I feel like I can breathe much easier now," he said.

"That's good news." Harry nodded.

Time passed slowly, and the moon moved from one end to the other. Harry and Ron worked together and finally filled the last piece of the dome.

At this moment, both of their hair stood up and their hands were charred, but their pupils were bright and seemed to be flashing with lightning.

The entire tower began to shake, and after a moment, Professor Dumbledore walked up accompanied by a buzzing sound.

"Good job, kids." He looked around. "It's not easy, is it?"

"I feel fine." Ron said a little embarrassedly: "Although it hurts, I am in good condition."

"Being able to endure pain is better than many people." Dumbledore said, "More importantly, you didn't fight."

"Fight?" Ron's tone was a little confused.

Harry just smiled and didn't say much.

There was no expression on the old bee's face, but judging from the two hums he made, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Logically, if I want to win, the best way is to hinder your repairs," Harry explained.

"Why?" Ron looked puzzled.

"Because if you die, I will win without a fight."

After listening to Harry's explanation, Ron finally reacted.

Then he shook his head: "Well, I didn't think of that, but it doesn't matter. I've already gained enough."

"A very good attitude," Dumbledore praised.

"But." As he said this, a card appeared in his hand.

The moment Harry saw this thing, he knew that Hermione had failed.

Under Ron's lost gaze, Dumbledore really handed the cards to Harry.

"Sure enough." Ron shook his head, and he couldn't believe that he felt sorry for Draco.

Harry took the Tower, thanked the old bee, and walked downstairs while observing the cards.

[Tower]: Converts one non-lethal damage to yourself into a force of the same type, and allows you to choose the attack/defense method at your own will.

A nice card.

He felt in his heart that this was much better than the Hanged Man or something like that.

A moment later, he indeed saw the lost Hermione below.

"I failed." She shook her head bitterly: "I couldn't convince Professor Dumbledore at all.

I think if it was you or Draco, there would be a chance."

"It seems like a reasonable idea, which is a good thing, isn't it?" said Harry.

"Besides, the cards are in our hands after all."

"Okay." Hermione nodded, then looked at Ron behind Harry.

"Don't worry about me." Ron waved his hand and tried hard to smile.

Harry looked back at Ron and couldn't help but say, "Why don't we go together?"

Ron was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, although I can't help much, I will do my best to escort you to the cabin."

"No, no, no." Harry shook his head: "Let's not go to the cabin for now." Harry said.

"Ah?" Ron looked at Harry with wide eyes: "Then what are you going to do?"

"Of course, let's try to see if we can get other cards." Harry said, and he shifted his fingers that were twisting the "Tower" and another "Moon" appeared in front of Ron.

Only then did Ron remember what Draco had told him.

Well, he admitted that he had lost his mind at that time.

"Then let's go." Ron nodded: "Maybe Malfoy is still waiting for you downstairs."

"Let's go."

As they spoke, the three of them headed downstairs.

Ron was right, Draco was indeed waiting for the three of them downstairs.

Instead, he sat on the edge of the corridor window, one foot dangling outside the window, looking at the night outside Hogwarts.

It seemed as if he was oblivious to the footsteps of the three people.

And under the windowsill, there is a magic book, a dried lizard, and a pendant.

All three are spellcasters.

"Ah, you guys are really slow." He turned his head and spoke slowly. The moonlight sprinkled through the corner of the window behind him and fell on his golden hair. The wind blew over and blew his hair -

"Alas alas"

The wind was strong enough to make him stagger and almost fall out of the window.

After stabilizing himself, he quickly jumped out of the window.

"You are really slow." He said, flipping his hand and two cards appeared in his hand.

[Page of Pentacles] and [Strength].

"Power?" Harry raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Draco in surprise.

"That's right." Draco was very satisfied with Harry's expression and said proudly, "This is the [Power] of Slytherin, and it seems natural for me to get it."

"Oh." Harry nodded in admiration: "Very impressive."

Draco's head almost reached to the ceiling.

Such praise was very helpful to him.

"What about the Page of Pentacles?"

"The star coin represents a hint. With my intelligence, I analyzed the information contained in the hint and took the [Power] on my own."

As he said this, he looked at Ron.

"What about you, Ronald?"

"I'm sorry." Ron said sheepishly.

"No, I know you definitely didn't get the Tower, what I mean is, did you climb the steps before Harry Potter?" Draco asked.

He really didn't have high expectations for Ron at the beginning.

"Uh, yes." Ron looked at Harry uncertainly.

"Very beautiful." Draco nodded with satisfaction: "At least I won a game."

Harry smiled helplessly and asked what happened in the entire stadium during the time he and others were completing the tower.

Meanwhile, outside the stadium.

Jordan's roar resounded throughout the entire duel arena!

"Ladies and gentlemen, the sun is about to rise and the game is about to come to a close.

With the concerted efforts of Beauxbatons, our ninth warrior successfully arrived at Rubeus Hagrid's hut and escaped from this interesting arena! ! "

At the same time, applause and cheers rang out.

Furong suddenly left the field, and the sudden dazzling light inevitably made her eyes feel stinging.

The cheers in her ears suddenly drowned her out, making the witch, who was still in the strange Hogwarts just a second ago, feel a little at a loss.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking the scorching gaze for her.

Madame Maxime was still so decent. She stood beside Fleur, with her big, broad hands gently placed on Fleur's back.

"Well done, our [Priestess]." She smiled and said, "Come over here first, children. There is a lounge for warriors, and Madam Pomfrey will examine you."

"Yes, ma'am." Furong nodded repeatedly.

Furong followed Madame Maxime's footsteps and soon came to a door below the arena. After passing through it, there was a warm tent inside.

"Sister!" Gabrielle ran over and immediately threw herself on Furong.

"Oh my God, I was so scared when I saw you singing and a spell flew over." Gabrielle said quickly.

"Fortunately, the other brothers and sisters of Beauxbatons resisted the curse for you, so you were able to sing the mermaid song completely and successfully obtain the [Priestess]."

"Yes, I am grateful to them too." Furong patted Gabrielle's shoulder: "I'm fine."

As she spoke, she also saw the Hogwarts school doctor coming over.

"Girl, are you okay? Let us check." Madam Pomfrey's words were gentle, but her tone was unquestionable.

He had already started taking Furong to do a physical examination.

"I'm fine, ma'am."

However, what Fleur didn't know was that at Hogwarts, even Dumbledore couldn't make Madam Pomfrey give up her responsibility for the safety of a student.

Even if this person is not a student of Hogwarts.

After a round of inspection, she was finally released and came to the contestant lounge with Madame Maxime.

Just as Mrs. Maxim walked in, the two students stood up.

They are all from Beauxbatons.

This is a huge tent, very warm. Currently, there are eleven people resting here.

"You can rest here first, or go out and relax. You can also watch the game here." Madame Maxime pointed to the curtain.

“After the game is over, you will get the next step here.”

"Yes, ma'am," Fleur responded.

After giving a few more instructions, Madame Maxime also walked out of the tent.

The two Beauxbatons students were a boy and a girl, and they hurried over after Madame Maxime left.

"Dracule, are you the [Priestess]?"

"Yes." Furong nodded: "What about you?"

"I am a [lover], and I got it from the unicorn." said the girl from Beauxbatons.

"【Sun】" the male student said concisely. After confirming what card Delacour was, he returned to his seat, put on his eye mask, and lay down comfortably.

"I got it from the Hufflepuff teacher in the greenhouse." The girl whispered.

"Where are the others?" Furong looked towards the lounge again, somewhat unhappy.

There are only three Beauxbatons students here so far.

And there are five of them from Hogwarts.

"That tall Hufflepuff boy is The Hanged Man.

The round-faced fourth-year Gryffindor student is the Grim Reaper.

The two red-haired twins were awarded "Justice" in the Gryffindor Common Room and "Magician" by the Head of Ravenclaw.

And the female student next to the twins, the one who got the [Judgment] of the Headmaster of Gryffindor.

There is another one, who is in the infirmary now, the strong Slytherin, he is [Warrior], and he is also the most seriously injured student so far. "

Fleur remembered that person, and during her time at Hogwarts, everyone had basically recognized the warriors from the other two schools.

"Is it the Slytherin Quidditch captain?" Fleur was a little surprised and raised her hand to cover her slightly open lips: "I felt that he was very powerful, how come he was so badly injured?"

"Well, it seems that I was injured by his chariot." The girl said awkwardly: "Not injured in battle."

"Oh alright." Fleur nodded, then focused her attention on the other three Durmstrang students.

"What are they?"

"I don't know." The girl shook her head: "I only know one Wheel of Fortune, which comes from the Centaur tribe.

There is another one who is in the infirmary, and his injuries are as severe as those of the big Slytherin."

"Is this a wound from combat?"

“No.” The girl shook her head again, her mouth twitching slightly: “That person is [Temperance].”

"Moderation? Survive five violent encounters without the aid of any props?"

"That's right." The girl nodded: "That guy teamed up with other students, walked in the open, provoked and ridiculed everyone he saw, and asked others to beat him up.

When the fight was halfway through, his companions would run out and eliminate or drive away the opponent.

This happened five times, and the man finally got Temperance when he was dying. Then his friends helped him get out again.

"Is there such a way?"

"It's amazing, right?" The girl nodded.

It took Furong a while to digest the shock caused by this way of winning.

Then her eyes wandered left and right.

"Where's Harry Potter?"

"Savior?" The girl frowned: "He hasn't come out yet."

"He didn't come out? How is that possible?!" Furong was puzzled: "He should have won long ago."

"That's right." The girl nodded. "Just when you came out, he had already got the second card."

"The second one? What is he going to do?" Furong asked in surprise.

"He looked like he wanted more."

At this moment, a sudden loud roar echoed throughout the tent.

What followed was Jordan's commentary.

“The fire dragon has awakened, and the sun is about to rise - ladies and gentlemen, the final stage of the competition is about to begin.

This fun-filled Hogwarts is about to fall asleep in the daylight.

This will be a great time for the Warriors to come up with some creative ideas.

But at the same time, every warrior will be exposed to the light and will never be able to hide again.

Hunter, or prey!

let us wait and see! "