Chapter 484: The Last Competition
As soon as this result came out, the surrounding audience was silent for a while, then laughed happily and applauded desperately.
There are those who feel relieved of hatred, those who think it is retribution, those who gloat, and those who are purely fun... Anyway, it was more enthusiastic than all the previous players combined.
"Hahahaha... "You deserve it," Harry shouted at the top of his voice, "have you provoked the wrath of the people?"
Fleur was also slapping hard.
"Alright, I have one last thing to say... The third and final program will take place on the evening of June 24," Bagman continued, "The Warriors will know the specifics of the program a month in advance. Thank you all for your support of the Warriors. ”
It was all over, and all the cats and dogs that had not been rescued under the water flew to shore at once, and Madam Pomfrey began to escort the warriors back to the castle to change into dry clothes.
In March, the weather became clearer, but every time they came to the field outside, the cold wind still blew their hands and faces painfully.
But Roger's small life can be said to be extraordinarily happy, although the attitude of the people around him is a little worse, but compared to previous years, this year is much more interesting, there is no need to cause trouble, the Triwizard Tournament is enough to have fun.
The start of the summer semester after Easter means preparing for the third and final event of the Triwizard Tournament. Although apart from Roger, Hermione and the others still don't know what they're going to do.
Finally, in the last week of May, Professor McGonagall kept Roger and his gang after the Transfiguration class.
"Harry, you guys, go to the Quidditch pitch below at nine o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall said as she cleaned up the parchment scattered on the lectern, "Mr. Bagman is going to be there to tell the Warriors what the third project is." ”
So, at half past eight in the evening of the same day, the members of the illegal organization met in the hall of the castle and ganged up to go together.
As he walked through the foyer, Cedric was coming out of the Hufflepuff common room, but when he saw Roger, he turned his head and walked away with an unhappy face.
"You've done a good thing..."As soon as she thought of this, Hermione still snorted a little angrily: "Even if you want to eliminate others, at least the means should be softer..."
"I'm already gentle," Roger retorted nonchalantly.
"yes, I almost suffocated someone," Harry scoffed, "Wait, if the third event is still competing together like in the second game, there is no guarantee that the three main warriors will not join forces against you." ”
There is no real-time broadcast technology in the wizarding world, and no one knows the details of the second game at all, so they can only listen to the explanations of the warriors, and Roger, who attacked almost everyone, has become the focus of everyone's gossip.
For a few months, almost no one knew what this thing was doing underwater.
"Speaking of the third project, what do you think it will be?" asked Neville worriedly as they walked down the stone steps together and melted into the cloudy night.
In the second game, he ran the wrong way, which made the little fat man lose face.
"The heavens and the water have been tested, and the next one should be underground~" Luna said in a trance.
"Land, water, air?" Roger blinked, if he really was a mad girl, it wasn't wrong, but on land and not underground.
"Underground... Is it for us to look for some treasure or something?" Ginny guessed.
"If whoever finds the treasure will go to whomever it is, I really hope so. Roger laughed and said with interest.
They walked down the pitch-black lawn towards the Quidditch pitch and entered the pitch through a crack in the stands.
"What are they doing here?" said Harry with a snap of his feet.
The Quidditch pitch is no longer flat and smooth. It seems as if someone has erected numerous long low walls here, which are intricately intricately stretched out in all directions.
"It's the wall!" Hermione said, looking down at the low wall closest to her, "The third project should be this." ”
"Hello!" shouted a cheerful voice.
Ludo Bagman stood in the middle of the pitch, flanked by Krum, Fleur and Cedric.
Roger and the others stepped over the low walls and walked towards them. When Roger approached, the expressions of the three real warriors were not very good-looking.
Since being beaten in the lake by this goods, Krum and Cedric, who were originally neutral units, have become completely hostile to Roger.
"How, what do you think?" asked Bagman happily as he climbed over the last low wall, "It's going well, isn't it? In another month, Hagrid will be twenty feet tall..."
He saw the unhappy look on Harry's face and smiled, "Don't worry, your Quidditch pitch will be back to its original state as soon as the tournament is over!
"It's a labyrinth~" Luna said cheerfully.
"That's right!" Bagman slapped his face, "It's a labyrinth." The third project is very simple and clear. The Triwizard Cup is placed in the middle of the maze, and whoever touches it first will get a perfect score. ”
"Shall we just go through the labyrinth?" asked Fleur, surprised.
"There will be many obstacles," Bagman said, jumping on tiptoe, "Hagrid offers a whole bunch of animals... There are still some spells that must be lifted... Stuff like that, you know. ”
Also, the Warriors who lead the scoring go into the maze first. Bagman smiled at Ginny, the little girl leading the way in the scoreline, "And then Harry went in... Then Mr. Crum, Miss Granger, Mr. Longbottom, Miss Lovegood, Mr. Digry, Miss Delacour and, finally, Mr. Collins..."
"But you all have to work hard to succeed, and it's up to you to get through the obstacles. It's supposed to be fun, isn't it?"
What kind of animals Hagrid would offer on such an occasion was all too clear to Roger's group, and for Hermione and them it wasn't fun at all.
Still, they nodded politely like the other warriors.
"Good... If you're okay, let's go back to the castle, okay? It's a little cold here. Bagman said as he finished the important information and rubbed his arm.
At the end of May, the cool is still very strong.