Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Final
Since the events of the previous two days, the probability of campus brawls has dropped by at least half, and many male and female classmates who originally had a good impression of each other but were hindered by the factional struggle of the college instantly formed a couple.
Therefore, the three holy places for couples by the black lake, on the grass, and in the woods, have added a lot of double entry and exit figures.
These days, Harry and Ron are always mysteriously coming and going, and they don't know what the hell is going on, and it's always hard to catch them.
Charlotte checked it with a map and found that Ron always went to the Forbidden Forest after class, and didn't come back until late every day. Harry, on the other hand, was on the map, presumably wearing an invisibility cloak and doing something secret.
Charlotte wasn't in a hurry to get the Fatbox from Harry, and since Harry was able to get the Ravenclaw crown, it meant that Riddle's notes should have been revived.
In this case, Harry would have at least one wizard by his side, who is equivalent to the legendary realm. Charlotte wants to get the life box from him without knowing it, so she has to plan carefully.
This evening, Charlotte, who had just finished dinner, took Hermione's hand and walked along the shore of the Black Lagoon and chatted.
They're going to the hall to watch the battle, and today is the final of the first Hogwarts Magical Duel Competition.
Except for the opening ceremony on the first day, Charlotte didn't go to watch the rest of the games, and at that time he was busy preparing for Dumbledore, and he didn't have the leisure to care about these things. Moreover, for him, the previous game is still too simple, and there is no need to watch it at all.
But today is different, on the one hand, I haven't been with my girlfriend for a long time, so today I should relax. On the other hand, there will definitely be a lot of senior students in the finals, which should be a bit of an eye-catcher.
"It's half past seven, let's go over!" Hermione said, holding Charlotte's arm.
The cold wind blowing from the lake blew away Hermione's brown hair, and Charlotte helped her pull her messy hair behind her ears and kissed her on the forehead.
"Of course, let's go."
The two of them walked quickly away from the Black Lake and into the magic tower.
At this time, the hall was gorgeously decorated, and pictures of students were hung everywhere. The characters in those photos all showed a mouthful of shiny teeth, and with the action of the sassy bag, you don't need to ask to know that it must be the handiwork of Lockhart's peacock man.
He posted photos of all the students who had won the title of the day on the pillars of the hall, and marked his achievements underneath the photos.
This gave Charlotte the feeling of returning to her first school days, as if after each monthly exam, the school would post photos of the top 50 students on the bulletin board for other students to see.
Of course, this does motivate students to learn. People live for a lifetime, plants and trees for an autumn, and most people's pursuit is nothing more than fame and fortune.
When you are a student, you can hardly get along with your interests, so you can only start from your reputation.
Looking at the students who were talking in groups in front of the photo, Charlotte had to admit that Mr. Lockhart played beautifully. In this way, even the most mature students will not be able to hold their breath, and they will definitely play in the final game to fight for the title of King of Hogwarts Duel.
At eight o'clock, the final started on time. Today's dueling was very significant, not only were the heads of the four houses present, but even Dumbledore was sitting in the audience.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Look here! I'm your favorite Lockhart teacher! Lockhart, dressed in local tycoon gold, stood in the center of the ring and began to stir up the atmosphere, "After so many days of competition, I think everyone has fallen in love with this event."
But I have to tell you that today is the final of the first Magic Duel Tournament! If you want to participate in such an exciting event again, you will have to wait until next year! ”
As he spoke, Lockhart turned around and pointed to the photo of the champion on the side, and said loudly to the students sitting below, "See! These are the single-day champions these days! Their photos will hang in the Hall of Honor on the third floor until this time next year!
And the overall winner of today's final, his name will be engraved in the Hall of Fame at Hogwarts, and the school will be immortalized forever!
Get excited! Envy it! What are you waiting for? Today is the last day! Hurry up and take on the stage! ”
After saying this, all the students below were enthusiastic, and Charlotte sat in the crowd and saw that several seventh graders were eager to try.
"Good! We have the previous day's champion, Ansi Lurenga, to appear! ”
Ansrurenga, a sixth-year Hufflepuff, stepped into the ring with a blushing face and trembling hands.
On the one hand, he was affected by Lockhart's words, and his mood was agitated, on the other hand, he also knew that today would definitely be a battle for the dragon, and his throne was estimated to change hands in less than ten minutes.
"I'm coming!" Before Lockhart could ask, a seventh-year Gryffindor stood up and stepped onto the stage.
"Oh! It turned out to be George Lincoln. Great, let's check out their wonderful performances! Lockhart shouted, and then stepped out of the ring.
It didn't take five minutes for the two to end the fight, and Ansrurenga was directly frozen by George Lincoln's legs with a frost spell, and then knocked out by the disarming charm.
"Excellent! Classmates from Trafford took the stage...... George-san is out! ”
"Oh, Montesquieu has gone up!"
"Tratford's classmates fail!"
“……”
The ring of iron, the master of flowing water.
In less than an hour, there were still more than twenty seventh-graders in the ring, but they didn't last long, all of them defeated the previous opponent, and then they were driven down by the next strong opponent.
Until......
"I'm coming!" A red-haired man walked into the ring, and all the classmates below showed surprised expressions.
"It's Ron!"
"Who does he think he is?"
"He's only in the second grade! How dare he think about it! ”
“……”
The students in the ring burst into laughter, thinking that he was a little inadequate. Even Ron's brothers were trying to persuade him to come down.
However, Ron was not annoyed, his face was calm, and there was a hint of anger between his eyebrows.
These days, he is sneaking in the Forbidden Forest, I don't know how many magical creatures he has killed and devoured, and his magic power has reached the peak of a first-level wizard, and he can become a second-level wizard at any time.
This time, all he has to do is make a splash!