"I'm sorry," Arthur muttered under his breath.

He knew that he was wary of the audience just now, and he was sensed by the audience...

After all, such a strong emotion, as an audience who has always grown up with him, it is impossible not to notice it.

"No need to apologize, this is the inevitable result of your embarkation on this path..."

"It is inevitable that the weak of the same sequence are afraid of the strong of the same sequence..."

The original handwriting on the diary, like a tadpole in an ink painting, wandered quickly and regularly until it converged into two complete sentences.

"I see..."

Comprehending why, Arthur muttered under his breath. Then he quickly looked down at the journal.

"You've worked hard enough to become Sequence 8: Mind Reader so quickly... Don't put too much pressure on yourself (comforting smiley)"

"The outer gods, they haven't discovered this world yet... The Old Gods are still asleep..."

"There's been a small world that has fallen into you lately... Just pay a little attention..."

Looking at the audience's reminder, Arthur was slightly stunned, and secretly said in his heart, could it be that Artoria's arrival was because of this small world?

"Lately, I've had some things to take care of... will take back this bit of consciousness from you..."

"Don't worry... I'll leave you with enough strength to sustain you for a year..."

The viewer's handwriting is revealed for ten seconds, and then it turns into countless tadpoles again, reverting to Arthur's previous diary.

"Something? A glimmer of consciousness? Away for a while? ”

"Isn't the audience sister just my golden finger?"

"She's actually a powerhouse in a certain world?"

The two paragraphs in the diary have been lost for a long time. But it was still imprinted in Arthur's mind.

The audience seems to be very ordinary, but it brings him a very huge shock. This shock is not lost to the black man being elected prime minister of the United Kingdom, the transgender man winning the beauty pageant, and the Slytherin students starting to help others......

"I don't think about it, this topic is beyond the scope of my understanding..."

"I need to get some rest for tomorrow's Transfiguration Tournament..."

The most important thing, which has just been successfully achieved with the ability to write, now just needs to let the bullets fly a little longer.

Closing the journal and turning off the kerosene lamp on the table, Arthur headed for his bedroom.

"When a first-year student competes in a senior tournament, did his professor change his brain when he used magic?"

In the venue of the Transfiguration Championship of the senior group, in the audience, a second-year Durmstrang College student looked at Arthur below and said in disbelief.

"Shut up! Do you want to die?! It was Arthur Pendragon of Hogwarts. ”

The classmate next to him heard his friend actually say such shocking words, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly whispered.

"What happened to Hogwarts? In the morning of the junior group of the Defense Against the Arts Dark Arts Championship, they were all wiped out, and they actually photographed the back of the group of pink pigs. What a shame for our three colleges! ”

The Durmstrang student said nonchalantly. I don't care at all about the persuasion of my friends next to me.

"Hmph, before you speak ill of others, think about why you weren't chosen."

"Ahh Hello Senior Krum. He has been locked up lately, and he doesn't know what has happened these days. ”

When the friend heard Krum's voice, he quickly grabbed his companion's arm and bowed deeply to Krum to apologize.

"Hmph, look at it and study hard. The students of other schools are not as weak as you think. Don't let yourself be a ghoul in a dry well! ”

After saying that, Krum looked coldly at the second-year student who had spoken disrespectfully to Arthur, and then walked down.

"What's the situation? Why would Senior Krum speak for a Hogwarts first-year student? ”

"Stupid, that student was the one who won the wizard duel over Senior Krum, and I heard from the other seniors that Arthur Pendragon killed Headmaster Woolly Bear!"

The friend glanced at his classmates with hatred, but he still told him what had happened to Arthur in the past three days.

"Is it so powerful? You're not kidding me! The second-grader still couldn't believe it.

He couldn't comprehend a first-year Hogwarts student who was only half a year old, a Krum-senpai who would beat them, and a hairy bear professor.

"Believe it or not is your own business, you want to die by yourself, don't pull me."

After saying that, the friend ignored the companion next to him and focused his eyes on the off-stage tournament scene.

"The test questions of this Transfiguration Championship are: from nothing, from stillness to vividness, and the coexistence of stillness and movement. Whoever completes the exam questions the fastest and has the best degree of completion will win the Transfiguration Championship! ”

When the Durmstrang female Transfiguration class was taught on the stage, the players in the audience were instantly dumbfounded.

For on the table in front of them, there was nothing at all, and it was bare.

In an instant, thirty students from the eight magic schools of our Transfiguration Championship fell into deep thought.

Even the students in the audience, after hearing this exam question, also showed puzzled looks, and discussed whether the exam question was wrong by the professor.

Toll!

But as a bright whistle sounded throughout the room, both the students from the eight colleges in the audience and the contestants who were thinking hard about how to complete this transformation exam were instantly dumbfounded.

Because of this whistle, it means that someone has completed the content of the Transfiguration exam.

"Not bad... If you are interested, you can come to Beauxbatons to learn and communicate. ”

Madame Maxime looked at the fish bowl on Arthur's table, looked at the three goldfish swimming freely in the fish tank, nodded with great satisfaction, and praised Arthur.

She could see the whole process of Arthur's transformation very clearly.

Turn a cloud of air into a fish tank filled with water, then take three water balls to conjure up three live goldfish.

With such a perfect transfiguration technique, and less than a minute to complete, he was the champion of the Transfiguration Tournament.

Seeing this, Lilith on the judges' bench stood up and applauded Arthur very happily.

With Lilith taking the lead, the Hogwarts students in the audience finally reacted, jumping up excitedly, clapping their hands violently as if they were dying, and shouting "Hogwarts" and "Arthur".

In an instant, all the students in the room were awakened by the deafening cheers, and they looked at Arthur in disbelief.

"Wouldn't it?!"

"So fast!"

"How the hell did he do it?"

"I didn't even notice his spell casting!"

In addition to the students at Hogwarts, the students of the other houses were puzzled and discussed, discussing how Arthur had done it.

"Looks like you're the champion of this Transfiguration Championship."

With a wave of her wand, Madame Maxime projected Arthur's entire process of completing the Transfiguration exam in the clouds above, and she deliberately slowed down the process by a factor of three so that all the students could see Arthur's spell casting movements clearly.

"Oh my God! How did he conjure up a fish tank out of thin air? ”

"Stupid, when you see him in the bathtub, his clothes suddenly moved, which means that the wind is blowing. That is to say, the air in front of him is gone, and the air around him fills in the missing air, and the wind is formed. ”

"What does that have to do with conjuring up a fish tank?"

"Don't you understand? What a pig. He's conjuring the air out of the fish tank! ”

"Ahh No way! That was the most esoteric Transfiguration knowledge, how did he master it? He's a first-year student, huh? ”

“......”

Looking at the continuous replay of the transformation process in the clouds and mist above, the expressions of the students in the audience changed from doubt to doubt, then from doubt to surprise, and then to amazement. Eventually, they joined the Hogwarts students in shouting Arthur's name.

There is no way, a student who can skillfully transform the air, whether it is an enemy or a friend, should win applause.

The players on the stage saw that Arthur turned air into objects, and began to learn and sell on the spot.

But after all, using Transfiguration on the air requires strong mental power and superb precise control, and not all students can have both.

Time passed little by little, when only three students had completed the process of turning air into objects. However, in this link, they have already consumed too much magic and mental power, which leads to their inability to complete the second stage of "from stillness and vividness", let alone the completion of the third stage of "coexistence of stillness and movement".

At the end of three hours, Arthur was the only one to complete the Transfiguration Tournament, and he managed to win the first Senior Tournament for Hogwarts.

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"Arthur, you're really amazing!"

When Arthur walked off the stage with the trophy, it was the same as participating in the Transfiguration Tournament, and Fleur of Beauxbatons came to Arthur and sighed with adoration.

"You're also very good, you can turn the air into a pot of jasmine."

Arthur nodded slightly and praised Fleur.

Fleur in front of her is one of the three students who can complete the first stage of the transformation project.

If she practiced a few more times, she would have been able to complete the question.

"Hehe, then I'm far from you? You're only in the first grade..."

Fleur chuckled, overwhelmed the country, and sighed at Arthur.

"Your little girlfriend is here. I'll go first! ”

Fleur sees Pansy walking towards Arthur, makes a joke, and disappears into the crowd.

"Arthur, I knew you were going to win."

Pansy said happily to Arthur. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people present. She wanted to throw herself into Arthur's arms.

Because of Arthur's care last night, she is in much better shape today. Now it's just a slight ache and basically nothing serious.

"There's too many people here, let's get out of here first."

Arthur smiled at Pansy, and the two walked out of the hall through the crowd celebrating his victory.

"There were a couple of game participants who came to me. They wanted to join forces against Hermione and her servants. ”

When there were no students around, Pansy whispered to Arthur.

Because Arthur had warned her yesterday not to fight Hermione's servant Artoria lightly, Pansy did not immediately respond to the participants' invitations, but came to inquire about Arthur's decision.

"Don't refuse, don't join. The person who can make Artoria appear here will definitely have a follow-up. ”

Arthur heard this, pondered for a moment, and then said to Pansy.

He's already used his writing skills to paint a good ending, and no matter what the troublemaker does, the Holy Grail War Game Closed Beta will be a complete success.

Therefore, Arthur is no longer worried about the accidents in the closed beta of the Holy Grail Wars.

He waited now for Kreacher to find the troublemaker for him.

And today's writing ability, he is still very useful, so he can't use it in the matter of letting the troublemakers show up.

"Hmm!"

Pansy nodded, then thought of something else, and opened her mouth to ask Arthur.

"Tomorrow is the Senior Potions Tournament. I heard that the students on Yin Falmorny's side have begun to announce that the championship is theirs..."

Although she had great trust in Arthur, after all, that Yinfamorny's student was so powerful that she had to worry about Arthur.

"Since I participated, how could I let the championship be taken away by others."

Arthur's tone was full of unquestionable air, which made Pansy's heart instantly feel relieved, and she was no longer as worried as she was just now.

"This blizzard, from the morning until now... Looks like it's not going to end tonight..."

Arthur, who was standing on the balcony on the second floor, muttered as he looked through the glass cover at the blizzard outside the castle.

"I heard that George and Fred are going to prepare for a Quidditch Friendship match, and it looks like it's out of play..."

Pansy chimed in. At the same time, like a thief, he shoved his hand into Arthur's palm.

Sensing the little bamboo shoots in his palm, Arthur held it slightly, still looking out the window...

As darkness cleared up outside the castle, he led Pansy towards Durmstrang Cafeteria.

After dinner, he sends Pansy back to his dorm.

When he walked out of Pansy's dorm room, he found Hermione sitting alone on the couch, so he asked Artoria how she was doing today, and Artoria didn't have much mood swing after seeing Arthur.

Arthur nodded reassuringly, and after telling Hermione about the cooperation of the other participants, he walked towards the secret room.

When he entered the chamber, George was the only one inside.

"Is there a battle today?"

Sitting next to George, Arthur asked, looking at the picture sent by the house-elf on the table.

"Don't mention, Peeves and Servant have been fighting all afternoon, and I'm afraid that the two of them will break the mirror space..."George rubbed his temples and said to Arthur with a tired expression.

"Is Peeves so aggressive?" Arthur's eyebrows twitched with confusion.

According to their setting of the Heroic Spirit, the Assassin Peeves is of average strength. It's impossible to fight the caster for an afternoon.

"I don't know what's going on, according to our setting, the Assassin has a strength rating of A, and the caster has a score of S. An Assassin had spent an afternoon confronting a magician. Merlin's beard. I have such a headache! ”

George remembered that Peeves had been casting magic instead of using the Assassin's assassination skills during the fight with Smallhorn.

It's really off the beaten track. Merlin was able to sit up from the coffin when he heard it.

"It seems... Someone's showing a fox's tail..."

Arthur's eyes were cold, and he smiled slightly.