Chapter 68 Registration for the Competition

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If he had just arrived in this world, he would have been afraid that it would be difficult for him to crack this magic, but these days of study have given him enough understanding of the magic foundation of this world. According to the Arcanist's theory, when an Arcanist understands the root of a world's spells, it is possible for him to crack all the spells in this world.

"Hi, Zhang Liang." The next morning, Chen Ping yawned and walked out of his residence, where he was met by Luna.

"Is there anything?" Looking at the little girl's expectant expression, Chen Ping smiled.

"Well, did you vote for a name?"

"Oh, I'm going, do you want to come along?" Chen Ping nodded and said.

"How are you going to get past the professor's age line?" Luna was pleasantly surprised.

"Well, I've prepared several methods, which should be all of them, let's go over there and see." Chen Ping patted the small bag under his ribs.

"Several ......," Luna was speechless.

The two of them had met the Harry trio in the hall, and the three of them seemed to be quite interested in the selection as well.

"Hermione, and Harry, have you tried?" Chen Ping asked, pointing to the Goblet of Fire in the center of the hall and the golden thread around it.

"What, we're not even 17 yet." Hermione said in surprise.

"As long as you can fool that line." Chen Ping's eyes flashed with a silver light of temptation, "I'll give you a hint, don't treat it as a thread." ”

"I don't know, but if I can, I'll probably try." Harry said.

Ron's face was ugly on the side, and Chen Ping didn't mention his name at all

"This kid must have done it on purpose."

"Look at us, we used the age potion, just a drop." Fred Wesley and Lee Jordan rushed over with a smile. Then holding a note with his name written on it, he walked into the gold thread.

In an instant, there was a sizzling sound, and the two of them were thrown out of the gold coil as if they had been thrown by an invisible shot thrower, and they fell heavily on the cold, hard stone floor ten feet away from the circle, with two loud bangs, and even more unfortunate that both of them grew long white beards at the same time.

"Hehe, go find Madam Pomfrey, she's already looking after Miss Ficove of Ravenclaw and Mr. Himasi of Hufflepuff, and your beard grows well compared to them." Dumbledore walked in with a smile.

Then he saw Chen Ping walking to the side of the circle.

"Zhang Liang, you want to try it too." He asked with some interest.

"Well, I've thought of a few ways to see if it's going to work." Chen Ping took out a note, and Dumbledore noticed that on that note, in addition to Zhang Lianghe's name of the Academy, there were several runes.

Then, he took out another parchment scroll and used a spell against the age line.

The parchment burned and in a moment turned to ashes, but the thread did not change in the eyes of the people. Only Dumbledore, his eyes widened for a moment.

"This spell is!"

saw Chen Ping walk directly into the circle, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he threw the note in his hand into the cup, then turned around and walked back, without any accidents.

After he walked out of the circle, the circle seemed to flicker, but many people believed that it was just their illusion.

"Well, kid, you've done it remarkably, but I don't want you to teach it to anyone else, you know, or I'm going to deduct 1oo points from Ravenclaw?" Dumbledore said.

"Your will is my command, Your Excellency." Chen Ping smiled and took out his wand, waved it, and a contract composed of light flashed in the air and disappeared.

"Merlin is on top, this is ancient contract magic." Dumbledore nodded, he no longer wondered why Chen Ping was able to cross the age line he had set.

Chen Ping's success seems to have given some courage to other students, and many of them have tried, but except for those who have actually reached the age of 17, everyone else has failed. To Chen Ping's disappointment, he didn't see Harry go to the experiment.

"A good mage should have the courage to perform any trial of spells, as long as there is not enough danger." Chen Ping looked at him with some regret and turned to leave.

Chen Pingtong didn't hide anything about the age test, in fact, he didn't think of hiding it from anyone at all, contrary to other situations, in this world, he had to be a bird.

He had realized that there was a pair of eyes watching over his head, and it was hard to say what kind of reward the one above would give him if he didn't do his job.

Without affecting the protagonist's exhibition, properly escorting him is his attitude after careful consideration. After becoming familiar with the power composition of this world, as an arcanist, he has this self-confidence, with the honor of an arcanist.

It was Halloween, and there were no classes in the academy, so the students got together in groups of three, five and talked about the Three Wizards' Cup, Chen Ping originally wanted to go to the library, but the others were obviously not prepared to give him this opportunity.

Who will be a Hogwarts player? Is it Gryffindor's Angel Lina, Slindlin's Warrington, Hufflepuff's Andric Godley, or Ravenclaw's genius Zhang Liang?

While anyone over the age of 17 can sign up, only about a third of them do, and the real standout of them is Hufflepuff's Andrik Godley. Of course, Gryffindor and Slindrin will not admit it, they have their own candidates, but a name that came out of nowhere, Zhang Liang, a wizard from China, cast a spell in front of Headmaster Dumbledore and threw his name into the Goblet of Fire!

Zhang Liang, who had been pestered and interrogated for a whole day, finally breathed a sigh of relief, because the Halloween dinner had begun, and after this dinner, the candidates who would represent each college in the competition would have to be decided.

At the dinner table, Chen Ping saw the Chinese girl he had seen once again.

"Zhang Liang, do you really think that you are better than Cedric, he is a seventh-year wizard!" Zhang Qiu asked with a little dissatisfaction and a little curiosity.

"Uh, am I mistaken?" Chen Ping raised his head, looked at her and said lightly: "I'm a Ravenclaw, and so are you, I know he should be a good wizard apprentice, but he's a Hufflepuff." ”

Zhang Qiu's face turned red all of a sudden, "But we all belong to Hogwarts, and he is three years older than you. ”

Chen Ping laughed: "If the Three Wizard Cup is born earlier than anyone, then I admit defeat." ”

He lit the Goblet of Fire and said, "Dumbledore said that this cup is fair, it will determine who is better suited to represent Hogwarts, if it chooses me instead of the Hufflepuff you said, you can sue him, I will give him a chance to challenge me." ”

His tone was very light, and his voice was not loud, as if he was saying something that could not be more insipid, but everyone who heard this sentence let out an exclamation.

If you are familiar with him, you may know that Chen Ping is a little angry, even in Torrell for thousands of years, he has not been able to change his pride as a Chinese, and Zhang Qiu, as a Chinese, has spoken for an Englishman, which is exactly what can make this guy with a little national pride angry. If Cedric really wanted to challenge him, he wouldn't mind letting him know how the red-robed Rahiman faced those who tried to challenge their authority.

Chen Ping's insistence was justified, this plot was the only one he had a vague impression of, he vaguely remembered that in the end Harry would be passed to the Dark Lord by the damn trophy, and all he could count on was to follow him, and call that the Dark Lord's ability, if he couldn't qualify for the competition, it would not be a joke.

The atmosphere at this table suddenly became a little strange, Chen Ping didn't know that after this day, in addition to the Ravenclaw double monster and the crazy girl Luna, there was another "madman" Zhang Liang.

In anticipation, the Halloween dinner finally came to an end, and Dumbledore raised his artifact-level wand in countless expectant eyes.

"The goblet is almost ready, you can make a decision, and after 1 minute, the students whose names are called are invited to go to the end of the hall and walk along the staff table from this door to the next room. They will receive the first instruction there. ”

He said and waved vigorously, and all the candles were extinguished except for the candle in the carved pumpkin. All of them are in the dark. Only the burning goblet shone brightly in the entire hall, and the dazzling blue and white fire stinged the eyes. Everyone was watching, waiting, and someone was silently counting the seconds.

"It's time," Dumbledore announced loudly a minute later.

The flames in the goblet suddenly turned red, sparks flew out, and after a while, tongues of fire rushed up, and a piece of charred parchment flew over

Everyone took a breath and waited for him to pronounce the name on it.

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