"Alright, you can see that the warriors of Beauxbatons have completed the summoning ceremony."

On the teacher's stage, Ludo Bagman slapped his hands in delight to wake up the students who were still in shock.

"Next, let's use warm applause to invite the warriors of Durmstrang to come forward!"

Fleur withdrew her raised right hand, stroked her hair, and confidently walked back to Madame Maxime.

Clearly, in her opinion, being able to summon Joan of Arc brought her one step closer to winning the Triwizard Tournament.

You must know that summoning the Heroic Spirit is not to recruit whoever you want, in addition to the Holy Relic used by the Heroic Spirit during his lifetime can increase some probabilities, the most important thing is to see whether the appearance between the summoner and the Heroic Spirit matches.

If the phase is incompatible, even if you have a holy relic, you may be able to summon another person related to it.

On the other side, when Fleur left the magic circle, Victor Krum of Durmstrang also stepped down from the teacher's platform and stood in the center of the magic circle.

"Converge! Condense! Sublimation! Overfilled! ”

The hoarse voice sounded without pause, this Victor Krum was worthy of the best Seeker, and even his style was crisp and decisive.

"The cycle repeats, and the cycle does not stop, so as to reach the miracle of Taiyi."

"The sun and the moon, under the gaze of the stars, following the ancient covenant, O heroic spirits on the throne, please break the boundaries of time and space, and listen attentively."

"I call by covenant;

Request with blood;

Take my body as a tool;

Sacrifice to magic. ”

"At the call of the Holy Grail, if you wish to do so, respond immediately."

"Make an oath here."

"When dusk comes, Chaos blinds itself, and I shall serve you with my body."

"When the stars fall, the cage is locked in the heart, and I should guide you with my soul."

"For the glory of the gods of the north, answer my call to come—thor!"

A worn-out hammer was pulled out of Krum's bosom, and it was boxy, uneven, and rusty, like a scrap made by a rural blacksmith and thrown in a corner for a long time.

It was only when Krum let go of his hand and threw the hammer into the magic circle.

Countless blue currents grew and spread out of the summoning circle like crazy branches and leaves, wrapping around the broken hammer.

Eventually, these blue currents converged and intertwined, weaving into a large, strong, knobby hand that clung tightly to the hammer.

Countless currents continued to weave and extend upwards along this big hand, the small arms, the upper arms, the shoulders, the chest and abdomen, the waist and hips...... until a complete humanoid silhouette is weaved.

This "lightning man" looks very tall, even taller than Krum, who is a Nordic and an athlete.

He floated in front of Krum, holding aloft a hammer in his hand that had been rejuvenated by the electric current, glowing with golden brilliance, and a pale blue cloak that hunted behind him and emitted a thin sound of electricity.

Thor, the god of thunder and power in Norse mythology, the son of the god king Odin, and the strongest warrior of the Aesir god clan.

He holds the power of thunder and lightning, power, storms, war, and agriculture.

Whenever there is a thunderstorm, Thor wields the hammer "Mjörnir" in his hand and rides through the clouds in a chariot pulled by two goats, patrolling back and forth.

Being able to summon a doppelganger of a god as a servant, or a god son of the gods, many of the wizards present were taken aback, and Durmstrang's headmaster, Karkaroff, was even more happy and almost plucked off several of his goatees.

Although Marvel movies have not yet become popular at this time, Thor, who looks like the golden lion king, is not very well known.

But for wizards who specialize in occult knowledge, they are still clear about the strength of Thor.

It's just that when they looked more closely, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that the human form composed of the thunder was only a superficial appearance, and it looked imposing, but in fact it was illusory, and it did not have the breath of a real god.

Instead, it was the hammer held in Thor's hand, which contained a devastating, heart-pounding terrifying power.

"So, is it just the hammer spirit that summoned Thor's hammer?" Seeing this, Clark muttered to himself, "Then this can only be regarded as the hammer god Thor, looking at it like this, he has still experienced the stage of Ragnarok and his strength has been greatly reduced." ”

At this time, in the magic array, as Krum raised his right hand, the "lightning man" holding Thor's hammer also turned into a flash of lightning with a whoosh, slashing at the back of Krum's hand, leaving a hammer-shaped abstract pattern, and then disappeared.

Krum, who had successfully summoned the Heroic Servant, walked back to Karkaroff's side, and although he still maintained a serious face, there was still a hint of smugness in his eyes.

"Well, Durmstrang's Warriors are done!

Okay, let's have the representative of the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the United States, Bruce Stewart, on the field. ”

The little wizards in the audience immediately started to stir when they heard this, and there was a buzzing sound.

They kind of knew why this transfer student was chosen to be a Warrior.

However, in the face of the discussion of the little wizards, Bruce was unmoved, and still walked to the center of the magic circle very calmly.

The blue-white flame in the wooden cup was still burning quietly, and it didn't seem to be treated differently because of the difference in his school.

"Converge! Condense! Sublimation! Overfilled! ”

"The cycle repeats, and the cycle does not stop, so as to reach the miracle of Taiyi."

It was still those few incantations, and with the demonstration made by the previous two people, Bruce recited it exceptionally smoothly.

"The sun and the moon, under the gaze of the stars, following the ancient covenant, O heroic spirits on the throne, please break the boundaries of time and space, and listen attentively."

"I call by covenant;

Request with blood;

Take my body as a tool;

Sacrifice to magic. ”

"At the call of the Holy Grail, if you wish to do so, respond immediately."

"Make an oath here."

A black cloth wrapped in something was pulled out of Bruce's arms, and the black cloth was opened, and some wizards saw that the contents in his hands were unknown, while other young wizards from Muggle families were staring wide-eyed.

Just because, wrapped in black cloth, it turned out to be an old-fashioned semi-automatic pistol with black paint and a cold glow.

"Steel and flame reforge you."

"Killing and guarding lead its soul."

"Truth and justice are only between the calibers, come at my beckon—John touches sesbrowning!"

The deafening sound of gunfire startled everyone, and a strong smell of sulfur and gunpowder filled the auditorium.

The strange pungent smell made everyone frown, and when the smoke cleared, an old white man in a suit and tie, revealing his bright head, appeared in front of everyone.

He was so ordinary, as ordinary as an old Muggle man who could be found everywhere on the street.

There is neither the powerful charm of Joan of Arc just now, nor the ferocious momentum of the hammer god "Thor".

Many young wizards saw that Bruce had summoned such an ordinary guy, and they immediately showed disdainful expressions.

Karkaroff and Madame Maxim on stage also believed that it must have been because their temporary changes were so secretive that Bruce and the people behind him were not prepared in advance, so they had to use a Muggle wand to make up the numbers on an improvised basis.

Only Dumbledore still looked cautiously at the old man who was floating in front of Bruce.

Although he didn't recognize the origin of this old Muggle man, a Muggle can be summoned from the roots of the world as a heroic spirit, which in itself means that he is extraordinary.

This at least proves that this man must have been a household name in the Muggle world, and has really influenced the fate of many people, and it has continued for a long time, even to this day.

Beside him, Clark pronounced the name - John Moses Browning.

If you haven't heard of him, you're familiar with the Colt 1911 automatic pistol, the M1918 Browning automatic rifle and the Winchester M1887 shotgun.

In addition to these three types of firearms, this American light weapons design expert, an important figure in the history of the development of modern automatic and semi-automatic light weapons, has successfully designed and developed 34 kinds of weapons such as pistols, rifles, light and heavy machine guns, and large-caliber machine guns in his lifetime.

Each of them was the best of the hot weapons of the era, and was used by the U.S. military through World War I, World War II, the Korean War, the Vietnam War, and the Persian Gulf War.

His name, along with steel and gunpowder, spread all over the world, penetrating into the hearts and minds of everyone who experienced war.

It's no wonder that, with his Muggle body, he can be compared to the Hammer God and become a heroic spirit.

Presumably, even now, in many corners of the earth, there are still many people who use the guns he designed to bring war and maintain peace.

Clark looked at Bruce, who had put the Heroic Spirit into the gunfire and bullet pattern on the back of his hand, and his eyes also revealed a sense of caution.

This at least proves that this guy, as well as the instigator behind him, the Magical Congress of the United States, is indeed prepared for the triwizard tournament in Europe.

At this time, Bruce had also completed all the steps of summoning the Heroic Servant and returned to the teacher's platform, and now only Clark, a warrior belonging to Hogwarts, was left.

Without Ludo Bagman saying too much, Clark stepped down from the peddium.

I don't know who took the lead in shouting "Come on" below, and the next moment, the Hogwarts wizards in the audience also applauded him.

Although there are still some criticisms about him breaking Dumbledore's age barrier and signing up for the Triwizard Tournament as a fourth-year student, he is also a Hogwarts Warrior.

In the face of major rights and wrongs, these students still know that they must be consistent with the outside world.

Clark also waved his hand at the four long tables, showing a big smile.

He slowly passed in front of everyone, facing the complex and delicate magic circle, and for some reason, his heart, which was still a little nervous, suddenly became calm.

All the previous plans, the persuasion of Dumbledore, and the difficult negotiations that followed the two schools together, all seemed to have suddenly lost any meaning at this moment.

He didn't panic, he didn't think nonsense, he just felt that his mind was empty, and even the matter of summoning the Heroic Spirit Servant in front of him was not so important.

In the face of the Holy Grail, he had no associations, and no one else's desire for victory and champions, as if it was the time of a sage after the passion, and after stepping over this critical kick, he became tasteless, and just wanted to quietly light a cigarette.

Using the Holy Grail as an indexing word, his mind slowly recalled relevant memories and information, remembering that a few months ago, Dumbledore had come to him in a special way, hoping that he could provide the Glet of Fire of the Puwit family to use for the Triwizard Tournament.

He was thinking about how to help Harry resurrect his mother, and when he heard this, an idea immediately popped into his mind that he could kill three birds with one stone, or even four eagles.

Goblet of Fire - Holy Grail - Ritual - Three Kingdoms Luck - Summoning Heroic Spirits - Arrival at the Land of the Root - Universal Wishing Machine......

The otherworldly occult knowledge left by the god of knowledge on the Faren continent, the magic of the Harry Potter world that he has learned in the past three years, and some whimsical ideas from his previous life all came together organically at this moment.

I'm a genius!

Clarke's lips slowly opened, and his face flickered in the flickering candlelight, laying the mysterious foundation for the next summoning ritual.

With the circulation, diffusion, and collusion of the spiritual power, the power that had already been engraved on the ritual foundation was triggered, and the magic power in the air also fluctuated.

Bursts of chaotic and orderly magic converged, condensing in the center of the circle, huge enough to surprise ordinary wizards, but Clark still didn't feel anything.

If you have to feel it, it's that kind: the top student got a full score in the exam, got the paper, and let out a faint 'oh'.

He looked down at the circle that was gradually lit up, and the psychic power in his mind vibrated frequently, so he opened his lips and looked down at the place where the miracle was about to happen.

"Converge! Condense! Sublimation! Overfilled! ”

"The cycle repeats, and the cycle does not stop, so as to reach the miracle of Taiyi."

He suddenly felt an unexpected aura fill his chest, a premonition that something was about to happen.

Clark vaguely felt that perhaps today's Heroic Spirit Call was the reason why he participated in this Triwizard Tournament.

It was as if a will was guiding him, and countless strange images and some familiar power descending from the void poured into his brain.

The psychic power in his body boiled as if it was about to burn, and it began to work spontaneously out of his control, making him unable to stop chanting.

"The sun and the moon, under the gaze of the stars, follow the ancient covenant.

O Heroic Spirits on the throne, break the boundaries of time and space, and listen. ”_&