The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The Sphinx looks like a beautiful, wild woman, fitting both the image of a lion and a beauty.

Fleur glanced at the two dueling men. Harry and Krum were exchanging spells, but they had not yet reached the most intense stage.

When their magic spells are connected together to form an arc-like torrent of magic energy, which is the most classic welder stage, the winner will be decided.

We are still in the civilized and courteous trial stage. You cast a spell and I cast a spell. Most duels are conducted in this way. Through the combination of magic, advantageous conditions are accumulated bit by bit, just like playing chess, and finally an unstoppable trend is formed, defeating the opponent in one fell swoop.

Therefore, extreme situations like this among welders are rare. This is like the internal strength competition in martial arts novels. Only when neither side can do anything about the other, or one side's advantage is too great, will they resort to such simple and crude methods.

Fleur paced up to the Sphinx.

The mythical monster uttered hoarse words: "You are only one step away from your goal, as long as you answer the riddle I set. If you answer correctly, I will let you pass; if you answer incorrectly, I will eat you." If you don’t answer, I’ll let you go.”

The silver-haired beauty answered without hesitation: "What is the topic?"

The Sphinx squinted and smiled, as if satisfied. Fleur felt that the monster seemed to understand her. This illusion made her feel comforted and more alert.

"take it easy."

"Of course. I'm not nervous."

The Sphinx smiled again and she read out the riddle.

Furong fell into deep thought and remained silent for a long time, while beads of sweat continued to leak out from her forehead.

"Don't rush to answer. You can take your time."

The audience also noticed the interaction between Fleur and the Sphinx, but they couldn't hear the sound, so they could only talk about it.

A Ravenclaw student said reservedly: "The Sphinx's riddle is certainly not difficult. You know, you have to answer questions to enter our common room. I have been solving riddles for five years. No riddle is too hard for me."

"Miss Delacour is also very smart, and the questions that can stump her are definitely not easy."

"Fortunately, she was stopped by the Sphinx, otherwise she would have taken this opportunity to grab the Goblet of Fire. It was really thrilling."

The battle between Harry and Krum is coming to an end.

"Why don't you understand? I have to win!" Krum shouted like a tragic hero.

"I don't see your reason. In other words, I don't think you are telling the truth." Harry replied coldly, "Nothing will happen at Hogwarts. You are worried about a ghost who has been abandoned by history. Green." DeVoe is imprisoned in Nurmengard and cannot appear here."

"Then let's use magic to speak." Krum's eyes were sharp.

Harry knew that he was going to have to fight to the death, and the strength he had been secretly accumulating burst out.

"Expelliarmus!"

"All petrified!"

The wands of both sides simultaneously shot out finger-thick red arcs, which intersected in mid-air and made a dull crackling sound.

Krum's face suddenly turned pale. He discovered that although Harry was a few years younger than him, his magic power was stronger. His spell was knocked back. The dragon heartstring in the wand roared unwillingly, and the wand body seemed to be stronger than a soldering iron. Still hot.

He screamed, the wand came out of his hand, and he was knocked backwards.

Krum clutched the lawn sadly, all his roar remaining in his eyes.

Harry was shocked by his quiet anger for a moment, and he also began to suspect that there was a follower of Grindelwald in Hogwarts, but he was not worried about it. Dumbledore and Lind would meet Keep this school safe and sound.

"you lose."

"..." Krum said nothing.

Harry handed his wand back and walked over to the Sphinx.

Fleur was still stuck in the dilemma, muttering to herself, "Who is the God of Change? Who is the True God? Who is the False God?"

The Sphinx was very satisfied with her puzzle. She looked at the boy and said, "You have two choices, answer the question or leave."

"You tell me."

"listen--"

Suppose you are wandering in the witchcraft forest one day and are cursed by an evil witch. You must seek help from the true God to undo the curse.

You found three gods A, B, and C deep in the forest. They are the true god, the false god, and the god of change respectively, but you can't tell their identities and you can't understand their words.

You can ask them three questions to find out the true God and be saved.

It is known that the true God only tells the truth, the false God only lies, and the God of change may tell the truth or lie.

You can only ask one god per question, but you can ask the same god multiple times.

All three gods can understand your words, but they can only answer in a language you don't understand.

In their language, the words for "yes" and "no" are "oh" and "aga", but you don't know which word means "yes" and which means "no".

"Think carefully about what three questions you should ask in order to be rescued."

Harry was confused. He suspected that there was something wrong with his hearing. "Can you say it again?"

Even if he told it again, he still couldn't think of any clue.

The Sphinx narrowed its long almond eyes and strolled triumphantly, while also staring at Harry cautiously, because this little wizard was not easy to mess with. If he didn't want to answer the questions and jumped over the wall - then he would have to surrender.

She also watches what others order.

Fleur gave Harry a pitying look.

"If only Hermione were here. She is much smarter than me. She will definitely be able to solve the mystery." Harry whispered, and he quickly realized that he only needed to defeat the Sphinx to get the Goblet of Fire.

So he took action.

"Collapse!"

The Sphinx was angered by the sudden spell. She laughed horribly and ducked away in fear.

Most high-risk magical creatures are resistant to magic, and the Sphinx is no exception, but she is not as scary as a fire dragon.

Fleur could feel a little bit of unwillingness in Harry's spell. This was a very subtle emotion. Maybe the caster didn't realize it, but the spell was very sincere and sensitive.

"Hey! You can't answer that question, can you?"

Harry forced the Sphinx back and walked towards the Goblet of Fire. After hearing this, he turned back and said, "That's right. I admit that I can't answer it. But that doesn't stop me from winning."

"But you haven't defeated me yet." Furong's face was serious, "I will not take advantage of others' danger. You should rest now. Take your time."

Harry looked down at her indifferently from the steps.

"It doesn't matter, let's settle it now."

Fleur hated his gesture, because the boy was imitating another person, consciously or unconsciously. He seemed to be looking down from such a high and far place, with the calm generosity of an adult, contemptuous of the child's experience and emotions.

But Harry is not him, not even a fake, imitation, or pirated product.

Fleur suddenly smiled, which was so charming and profound, and so warm that it was dangerous.

"You look like a person to me."

"who?"

"De Lin." (End of chapter)