Chapter 446: The War Begins

The third day of the project has finally arrived. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhao Lun was not nervous because of the planned matter, but was nervous for a while because of the arrival of Furong's family.

He woke up early, earlier than Porter who was going to participate in the project, and on the surface it didn't look like much, his heart seemed to beat a drum, thumping violently, and he was a little restless.

"Whew! It's nothing, it's just a meeting, and it's not that I haven't seen it. Zhao Lun secretly cheered himself up, and took out his experience of visiting Angela's house in Xiangjiang.

With this comparison, Zhao Lun has recovered a lot.

Although he was flustered, he didn't forget to get down to business, so he first opened the map of the live spots he made and checked it.

The fake Moody is still there, the real Moody is still alive, the professors of some houses such as Dumbledore are also there, the students and professors of the two schools are also there, and there are many other students, and everything looks very good.

Zhao Lun took advantage of the lack of people to come to the Quidditch arena, stealthily entered inside, and inspected the entire arena.

From the outside, the venue is very large, and when he enters the inside, Zhao Lun feels that the entire labyrinth has been isolated from the outside world, and here, he can't hear the sound of the outside or see the outside.

The ordinary plants had become unusual after they had been cultivated, and they grew so densely that they divided the place into a vast labyrinth.

Each plant maze passage looks similar, and there are no markers, Zhao Lun believes that people who enter here will be directly disoriented, and if people who are not familiar with this maze come in, they will definitely not be able to find the right exit for a while.

There are also some traps among these plants, which require the knowledge of each player to discover, or to overcome with strength, if you don't find them, if your strength is not good, it is very likely to fall directly on these traps.

Zhao Lun took a look, the traps are normal, they all meet the requirements of the competition, even if they are transformed, these plants will not be fatal.

Of course, these are not difficult for Zhao Lun, once he walked by, Zhao Lun recorded the scene here, and it was not a problem for him to lose his way or something.

He could easily identify those traps, find them, and avoid them.

He entered through the entrance, went deep layer by layer, turned around and came back, and then gradually understood the whole maze, the whole process did not lose his way, did not step on the trap, and went deep into the center smoothly, and the goal was here.

There are four entrances to the maze and are specially prepared for the four players, and if the four players don't get lost, they will follow almost the same path.

On the center table, the player's goal should be placed, but now it is empty.

It's really a hole! Zhao Lun stopped here and felt that this place was ten times larger than the actual Quidditch arena.

After making sure that there were no deadly traps, Zhao Lun left here.

After breakfast, the warriors left to receive the family members who came to watch their game, Zhao Lun looked at Potter who was far away, and suddenly became nervous - Potter left, Fleur's mother should also arrive, Zhao Lun's heart beat the drum again.

Zhao Lun soon met the player's family.

Crum's parents, Cedric's parents, Fleur's mom arrived, and Mrs. Weasley and his son Bill came on behalf of Potter's family.

Zhao Lun is familiar with Mrs. Weasley, especially she knows that Zhao Lun has a very good relationship with her son, and has helped her son a lot recently, and her impression of Zhao Lun has always been good.

Subsequently, Zhao Lun was dragged by Furong to meet her mother.

"Hello, beautiful sister." Zhao Lun didn't wait for Furong to introduce him, so he gave a kiss to the beautiful woman in front of him.

Beautiful sister? The woman in front of her was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help laughing, feeling that the young man in front of her spoke beautifully, and his language was also Gaufl from the same region.

"Alan, this is my mom!" The little Lori next to the woman kindly pointed out Zhao Lun's mistake.

"Your mother? How can it be? She looks like your sister! Zhao Lun said with a slight exaggeration - although it is exaggerated, but, the thing is true, except that the hair of the woman in front of her is slightly different from her daughters, the others are very similar to her daughters, and they are really beautiful, they look very young, at most a few years older than Furong, but their temperament is very mature, and they look like Furong's big sister.

"It's really my mom!" Seeing Zhao Lun's disbelief, the little Lori pouted a little angrily, looking cute, so that Zhao Lun couldn't help but tease, the little Lori saw something from Zhao Lun's evil smile, and after finishing speaking, she immediately hid behind the woman in front of Zhao Lun.

The woman in front of her smiled and watched Zhao Lun talking to her daughter, and Furong only spoke at this time.

Furong gave Zhao Lun a roll of his eyes and said, "Alan, this is my mother." ”

"Your mother? Fleur, you don't seem to have said that Auntie is so beautiful, Auntie, I'm sorry, I think you are Fleur's sister. Zhao Lun apologized.

Furong's mother looked at Zhao Lun with a smile, and when she looked at him, she felt very pleasing to the eye! Zhao Lun's appearance shows its power here.

"Humph!" Little Lori snorted, and glanced at Zhao Lun with disdain, look, I told you, this is my mother, you still don't believe it, stupid!

Zhao Lun didn't see it, and the angry little Lori stared at him with big eyes.

A few people left here, Zhao Lun acted as a tour guide, and introduced the history of this ancient wizarding academy to Madame Delacour, Zhao Lun collected a lot of information, and he couldn't be more familiar with this academy. From the history of the academy to the moving paintings on the walls of the academy, he can tell it in detail.

Zhao Lun spoke in detail, not only Madame Delacour was surprised, but even the 'people' on the wall who were introduced by Zhao Lun looked at Zhao Lun in surprise.

They have forgotten their past, how can this person be so clear? They didn't just tell anyone!

Going all the way, speaking of which, Zhao Lunxin, who has entered the state, has long stopped drumming.

After a pleasant past day, after dinner, the third project was announced. It's summer, and it's still early in the dark, so even after dinner, you can still see the sun setting outside.

The students hurriedly finished their dinner, ran to the auditorium to find a seat, waited for the third project to begin, the professor entered, they were responsible for patrolling the outside, providing rescue, and if the warrior gave up, they would rush in and rescue the warrior trapped in the maze.

Rated to come in, and also to their place, the Ministry of Magic's Director of Physical Education, Bagman, presided over the ceremony - a bad gambler who went bankrupt because of gambling and was collected for debts.

No one went to him for the time being, and the people around him focused on the next game, and it all seemed harmonious, like an ordinary sports meeting.

The stars appeared, the audience fell silent, and the game began, with the contestants determining the order of entering the maze based on their points.

Although it was dark, the labyrinth was unlit, it was pitch black, and there was no way to see the road, but the people in the audience could still see the scene in the labyrinth - magical magic, always able to do some magical things.

When the contestants entered the field, the professor patrolled the team, and Moody, who was standing at the back, quietly left the team and went deeper into the maze.

As the game began, Zhao Lun took out a mirror-like thing and wrote a message on it.

The war begins!

The mirror shimmers, and the handwriting disappears, turning into a new textual message.

Roger that! (To be continued.) )