Time flies by, and although the first event flies by, the impact is no longer a simple competition. Warrior, what is a warrior? Before the start of the competition, many people were very vague about this concept, inheriting the destiny of heaven, following the honor, fighting for the school, standing for themselves, everyone has their own warrior way in their hearts.

But I have to say that the way Fleur and several people competed disappointed the supporters, charming, flying broomsticks, turning objects into bait, all of them were tricks, using deceptive skills to bypass the dragon to get the golden egg, which is true, but this way is definitely not the warrior that the audience wants to see.

Until the appearance of the giant sword, the black-robed young man, I still remember that in the huge arena, one person and one sword, a low tune, a thin figure, one hand pressed the most ferocious dragon among the four fire dragons to raise his head, a fire, a beam of light, burning in the hearts of countless audiences, what is a warrior? This is the Warrior! If you are a dragon, a dementor, I will destroy it with my own hands! For these wizards who have lived in the era of peace since childhood, it has not been a long time since such a hot blood has been burned, as long as as a man, who does not have the pride of a sword and the pride of the nineteen continents, and who does not have the bloody soul of the West to slay the evil dragon, yes, we are wizards, we need reason and calculation, but when the real battle comes, the real strong enemy is coming, we also have the fighting spirit of God to block and kill God, Buddha to block and slaughter Buddha, the way of warriors, it should be like this, fearless, no one can stop, there is no mother-in-law and mother-in-law's caution, There is no verbosity in actuarial skills, only the word war.

Augustus used his actions to inspire the blood in the hearts of countless audiences, and this night, I don't know how many insomniac teenagers dreamed that they were like that person in the limelight, fighting dragons with swords and blood.

The power of idols is indeed infinite, and since that day, many young wizards have become accustomed to wearing black robes and carrying giant swords, and every time they paced, they also held their heads high.

"Mr. Augustus, I have to say, you have taught a large number of ignorant teenagers, is the wizarding world going to change, when you face the enemy in the future, I am afraid that all of them will come from the west with a sword, and the heroes will be tied up." Lilian looked at another black-robed giant sword boy in front of her, who was polite to Augustus, and touched her forehead helplessly, with a smile in her crimson pupils.

"Ha, these wastes that are strong outside are just learning from the outside, let them trouble the dragon like this, I'm afraid they will have to pour a piece of dragon breath." Draco stared at the teenagers in the distance, although there was a disdainful attitude on his lips, the envy in his gray-blue pupils had already betrayed him, God knows, fashion is naturally a trend, if it weren't for being a disciple of Mr. Augustus, he had to maintain face, he would have wanted to experience it a long time ago.

"Ahem, Lord Augustus's fighting style is changeable, how can these ignorant people speculate, this kind of fighting method that breaks through all methods is only done in the name of a warrior, and even so, it is not something we can imitate, but, Thor, this time you are satisfied." Loki looked at Thor as he looked at Thor, who was pretending.

Thor glanced at Augustus, who was smiling at the corners of his mouth, and the stern expression on his face was instantly shattered, "Lord Augustus, after watching your battle, I realized how weak the so-called violent rhythm was, and how could I get the essence of it?" ”

Augustus waved his hand slightly, "It's just two words, suppression, from the beginning of the battle, you will turn the rhythm into your own domain, no matter what you do, the opponent can only follow you, and if you control the rhythm of the war, it is equivalent to holding the victory." ”

Thor nodded thoughtfully, deep blue eyes filled with contemplation.

In Thursday's Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall always had a thoughtful look on her face, and it wasn't until near the end of the class that she made the matter known.

"I have a few words to say to all of you."

"The Santa Ball is just around the corner – it's a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with foreign guests. Yes, the ball is only open to students from the fourth grade onwards - but you can invite a junior if you wish—"

Lavender Brown let out a shrill giggle. Parvati Patil stabbed her hard, and the muscles in Parvati's own face tensed as she tried desperately to restrain herself from laughing. The two of them looked around at the boys, and finally turned their gaze to Augustus, who was expressionless, with a hint of dreamy anticipation in his eyes. Family background, strength, appearance, the aura of all words shrouded in this teenager, for them ordinary girls, it is like the perfect ** in a dream, although in the past four years, he has never had anything to do with any girl, but, now, as a warrior, to participate in the ball, there must be a female companion, although the probability may be one in 10,000, but after all, there is, if you can be selected, not only can you be in the limelight in front of all the girls in the school, if you can develop, in the future, I'm afraid it will be as dazzling as an ugly duckling transforming into a swan.

"Put on your gowns," Professor McGonagall continued, "and the ball will be held in the Great Hall at eight o'clock on Christmas night and will end at twelve o'clock at midnight. Listen—"

Professor McGonagall suddenly noticed that almost all the girls in the classroom were not paying attention to themselves, and the eyes of countless girls were on Augustus, who was sitting in the center with a calm face.

Beauty loves heroes, there is no doubt that no matter in any country, it is an absolute truth, not to mention a dazzling male god with a prominent family background and flawlessness. Professor McGonagall sighed helplessly, what girl is not pregnant, if she is also so young, I am afraid that the prince charming in her heart is no different from it. Forget it, let them go.

"The Yule Ball certainly gives us the opportunity to-um-well--spread our hair and relax ourselves." She said in a disapproving tone.

Lavender laughed even harder, and covered his mouth with his hand to keep the sound from coming out.

There was a hint of uneasiness in Lilian's crimson pupils, and she quietly held her chin and looked at Augustus next to her, dance partner, who would he choose? For the ** eyes of the Augustus girl in the classroom, to be honest, she is completely disdainful, among these people, except for Hermione, who dares to ignore his aura and take the initiative to contact him, sparrows are sparrows after all, opportunities are always for those who are well prepared, even if the final person is not me, I'm afraid it will definitely not be your turn.

Lillian was slightly angry, the real threat?! In his mind, the picture of Qiu Zhang's smile suddenly flashed, and the bright and moving look of Hibiscus flashed.

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