The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

When Harry heard Fleur's words, he couldn't help but smile.

He nodded reservedly and stared at her warily, "I won't admit it. In fact, I won't have such extravagant hopes."

Fleur didn't know Legilimency, she needed to capture Harry's emotions.

So she tentatively threw a spell, which was weak and slow, but Harry blocked it casually and retaliated without thinking.

The impact of the Disarming Curse fell on the shield of the Iron Armor Curse, causing sparks to appear, which showed the power of magic.

Furong was suddenly startled and said quickly: "Don't be modest, I know him very well. So I can also see that you are very similar to him."

Harry was a little confused, "Do you want to duel with me, or chat with me?"

Fleur's eyes flickered. She actually wanted to use the magic spell to judge the opponent's mood, and then adjust her words to gain an advantage in the negotiation.

However, she overestimated herself. In a fierce battle, it was impossible to perform such a complicated operation, not even the duel master Professor Flitwick.

"I'm just testing your vigilance." The beauty's rogue appearance makes people unable to get angry.

Krum, who was sitting aside and watching with cold eyes, said nothing and gently turned the wand in his hand.

Harry said: "Tonight's game is already long enough. I originally thought it would only take five minutes to get the Goblet of Fire. Now it has been three-quarters of an hour. Let's finish it quickly."

"Wait, don't you want to know what I said to De Lin? I have a great relationship with him. To be honest, I think he is more or less in love with me."

Harry looked up and down at Fleur hesitantly, then shrugged and shook his head and said, "I think Mr. De Lin will find you trustworthy."

Veins popped up on Fleur's forehead, and she was a little bit off guard because it was really possible for Linde to say that.

She sighed, "I'm just unwilling. De Lin said you will win the championship. He is such an arrogant guy, is it possible that what he said is an oracle? Each of us has a reason why we cannot lose."

"Since Mr. De Lin said it, there is nothing wrong. You don't understand his true identity. You don't understand his greatness." Harry's tone couldn't help but become excited, like a preaching pastor, "His prophecy is Can’t go wrong.”

Fleur shouted angrily: "Listen to what you are saying. If the outcome of this game is already determined, then this does not deserve to be called a game, but a show. I, Fleur Isabelle Delacour, am not The pieces in wizard's chess are not puppets."

Krum's eyes lit up, he stood up and walked to the opposite side of Harry, "Yes, I won't give up easily. Delacour, let me help you."

Fleur and Harry said in unison: "You'd better forget it, you're defeated."

Krum's expression froze, and he sat back silently, clutching the lawn angrily.

Damn it, why!

Dumbledore stroked his beard and laughed, "It seems that our students all have a dueling spirit."

Karkaroff, who had just screamed, was already like his warrior, his eyes full of grief and indignation, and he was gripping the armrest of the seat angrily.

Ms. Maxim's expression was like that of a speculator watching the stock price plummet, praying for a comeback. Of course, she still maintained her grace, but the hand holding the tea cup was shaking uncontrollably.

Grindelwald said: "I admit defeat. It was a pleasant gamble."

"Yeah." Linde's eyes wandered and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen something interesting.

"What's wrong? You don't look like a winner."

"I'm just happy." Lind put his hands in his pockets and finally relaxed and hummed a song.

Fleur on the field slowly approached Harry, and Harry approached her. They saluted each other, then took a few steps back, raising their wands at the same time.

"Expelliarmus!"

Furong put up an iron armor spell to defend herself, and then shouted: "Clear water like a spring!"

Harry had a lot of dueling experience. When he heard this spell, he chose to dodge because the iron armor spell would form a film of water when it came into contact with water, blurring his vision.

But Fleur's spell was just an illusion, and what she really performed was the silent tarantella.

Harry started dancing. His eyes were frightened and angry, but he remained calm in the face of danger and quickly shouted a counter-curse.

Another fast tarantella hit, and Harry's dance became more and more coquettish.

Fleur's eyes were bright, she shouted the disarming spell, and the light of the spell flew two feet out, like a small red hand, trying to touch the opponent.

Harry's wand flew away.

The boy staggered and remained silent, as if he couldn't believe his failure.

The Sphinx laughed mercilessly and said to Fleur affectionately: "You can pass."

"But I didn't find the true God."

"No, you found it." The Sphinx laughed and sauntered out of the maze.

Harry now looked like a second-stage Boss. He sighed and said calmly: "It seems I have to show my real skills."

"I admit that you have become powerful. Because Mr. De Lin has taught you a lot, but I am his first apprentice."

"Admit defeat."

The boy stretched out his hand, and a flashing three-dimensional magic circle appeared in his palm. Then, the cold air condensed into an ice cone and was aimed at Fleur.

It’s this otherworldly magic again!

At a critical moment, Fleur can only cast spells and engage in the simplest magic battle, testing both sides' physical ability, magical realm and belief.

A bolt of red lightning struck the ice cone, and a stalemate began.

Harry's face became extremely pale, and his magic power was about to run out, but his faith was like a stone in the river and would not shift.

What Fleur felt was a kind of discouragement, as her magic power and physical energy escaped from her body like water. But she felt fine. Three months of feeding with magic potions had fully strengthened her source of magic.

If magic power is compared to muscles, then Harry is a British strongman weighing more than 200 pounds, and Fleur is also the French protein queen. The two are equally matched at the moment.

Harry had a weird expression and asked lazily: "Why do you believe you can win? I'm going to Sky City Delinriel."

Furong smiled miserably, but the reason why this smile was miserable was just because she was tired. The warmth and enthusiasm of the smile itself was like that of a sunflower.

"Because of love. Is this reason okay?"

"Love?...That's okay, I'm tired...don't tell Mr. de Lin."

The lightning shattered the ice pick, eventually knocking the boy away.

"Huh-huh-I, I won? I won! Merlin! I can't believe it, this is too hard!"

Fleur looked around and saw, yes, she had won. Krum sat on the ground and Harry lay on the ground. The two men looked at the stars and then watched the silver-haired girl walk towards the Goblet of Fire.

Stand before this goblet of fire.

Fleur was silent for a moment, then used the flying spell to catch Krum and Harry.

She smiled and said: "Since everyone has a reason not to lose, let's do it together."

"No, you don't have enough points." Harry refused.

Krum was also hesitant, but chose to give up.

If the scores between the three of them are the same, there will be an unprecedented three-win situation in the history of the Triwizard Tournament.

But this is only if, the fact is that if Furong wants to win, she can only hold the cup alone.

Fleur thought deeply and reached for the Goblet of Fire, striking the magical item with a powerful spell.

It suddenly began to dance, spraying out heroic blue sparks, and then shattered into pieces of wood. (End of chapter)